*~Jiara Potter & the Fire Pendant~*

[Her Evil Muffiness to you!!]

hmmmmmmmm, cheese... i like cheese!!

well, this is my fic bout Harry's older sister {which im telling you now - he has one!!} yeah, um, ill start from the beginning for all the new peoples that are SURE to love this fic so yeah, it might be a bit tricky with posting on my other spot too!! but ill figure it out!! ;D

Muffy!!

[Her Evil Muffiness to you!!]

starting posts now!! not that there's anyone on here right now...... but HEY!!

Jiara Potter & the Fire Pendant

Chapter 1
The Dream

Jiara was being tucked into bed. Her mother, Lilly, sat at the end of her bed and said gently, like she did every other night,
"Jiara, you're such a smart girl. We love you and Harry so much. If the time comes you need to keep each other safe. We know we can trust you to look after him. Remember, all..." Lily paused as there was a sudden flash of light.
"Jiara, run, take Harry! Hide! Now, quickly!” Lily cried as she ran out of the room.
"Lily! Run! I'll hold him off. It's him! He's found us! Quickly take Harry and Jiara and hide them. Go! I'll see you again! I promise Lily, I promise!" cried James, Jiara’s father. There was the sound of a door slamming.
"Jiara, honey, run into the hiding tree! Go quickly! Don't wait. I'll bring Harry, now go."
A sudden loud blast sounded and there was a flash of green light. Jiara heard her father cry out before falling to the ground.
"Jiara, go! Why aren't you going?" screamed Lilly.
"Daddy is hurt mummy!"
"No Jiara! Daddy will be fine, just fine,” tears welled in Lilly’s eyes. “Now go, we'll come and find you later, now run, run to the hiding tree!" Jiara turned and ran into the forest behind the house. The door behind her mother flew open and in walked a tall man, robed from head to toe in black, who had a high, cold voice and he said,
"Hand him over you snivelling fool! Give him to me for the sake of your life!"
"No take me instead! Leave Harry be! Kill me in his place!" cried Lily, clutching at her baby.
"Don't be stupid little girl! Stand aside or I'll kill you both! Now move!" the voice cried.
"No! Please have mercy, no - please... aaaghhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"
The shrill voice laughed in a cruel, menacing way and at the same time there was another flash of blinding green light, the sickly sound of rushing wind and the thump of a body crumpling to the ground.
“Now Harry Potter, meet your doom" said the shrill voice. There was a final flash of green light and a great shuddering scream.

ill make all the Jiara posts in purple - there are other pov's later that will be different colours!!

MUFFY!!

[kirkangle101]

Hey Jiara!!!!!!! ;D
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[Her Evil Muffiness to you!!]

hi kirst!!!!!!! satring from the beginning - so ill post again today!! need to get it all out of the road ;D

[Trin]

Hmmm, intriguing... I'd like to see where this is heading!

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[kirkangle101]

BUMP!!!!!

Lol, at least your other thread on the HP website wasn't deleted
*Mutters*
Stupid mods, deleting perfectly ok fics, no thought , don't care, stupid, selfcentered-
*Stops muttering suddenly and grins sheepishly*
Hehe, sorry about that...

So anyway

BUMPS!!!! ;D ;D ;D

~*Kirkangle101*~

[Her Evil Muffiness to you!!]

cant post now........ at school!! ill post when i get home......... sometime!!

luff Muffy!!

[Her Evil Muffiness to you!!]

here's that post i promised!!!

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Jiara woke with a start from her dream. It was a creepy dream, and she had had it often. When she was younger, the dream had upset her a lot, because her mother had promised that everything would be just fine, that they would all be okay, but she still ended up being adopted. She was quite disappointed that it had come tonight of all nights because she was hosting her friend's annual Best-friends sleep over the next night. Her 3 friends were to come over at 2:00.

There was, however, one good thing about having this dream. For some strange reason, the few days that followed the dream were very fun and had lots of great surprises. So it was with a light heart that Jiara got out of bed that morning because she was sure that she and her friends would have tonnes of fun that afternoon.

Jiara was a pretty girl and looked rather dainty and kind. But, as her friends would tell you, she was just about as far from it as possible. Jiara was rather small and skinny for her age; she had auburn hair and emerald eyes that were flecked with brown. Although she was good at sport, Jiara cared nothing for it. In fact she was more of a thoughtful girl but she still loved action. You would think that because her personality was strange, she would be teased a lot at school but she wasn't. In fact, most of the kids at school were afraid of her because most of the boys thought she was incredibly cute and strange things seemed to happen to kids who messed with Jiara.

But Jiara had a dark secret. She never told anyone. Well, except her best and closest friend, Hilary Ledech. Jiara trusted her with all her deepest and darkest secrets and Hilary did the same. Jiara's secret was when she was two years old, her parents had been murdered. No one really knew why. Occasionally she thought that Hilary and her mum, or their strange friends knew something, but when she asked they denied knowing anything. The only remainders of her sad past were a small pretty porcelain doll called Lillian and lots of memories and names. And the dream.

Jiara now lived with a nice couple. Her adoptive mother's name was Daphne Wapello and her adoptive father's name was Harvey Wapello. Because she was adopted, Jiara looked nothing like them. Daphne was short and medium in size. She had straight brown hair and brown eyes. Harvey was tall lean and muscly. He had sandy blond hair and sparkling blue eyes.
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[Her Evil Muffiness to you!!]

and another one!!! ive now decided that ill post in chapters - quicker that way!!

Chapter 2
Surprises

Jiara got up and got dressed, then went downstairs to breakfast. Daphne and Harvey were already down there.
"Morning Daph! "Morning Harve!" she called as she ran down the stairs to the breakfast table.
Jiara took a couple of pieces of toast and had just finished eating when there came the sound of a motorbike, followed by the clink of a mailbox lid being closed.
"Could you get the mail please Jiara?" asked Daphne in her usual gentle voice.
"Sure," replied Jiara, "There might be some early birthday cards and stuff, my birthday¡¦s only a couple of days away."
This was the reason that the sleep over was at Jiara¡¦s house, so that she wouldn't have to have another party for her birthday. (Just to let you know, her birthday is 12 of August)
The first to arrive was Hilary Ledech, a tall, slightly stocky girl who had shoulder length brown hair and hazel eyes. Then Cloe Locke came and finally Staicey Locke. She had been late because she needed to find a present before she came.
The four friends had a blast. Cloe and Staicey brought Jiara presents but Hilary seemed to have forgotten. Cloe had got her a manicure set that included a booklet on different ways to make designs and metallic blue, red, purple, silver and pink nail pens. Staicey got her a new purple turtle neck and a pair of acid washed jeans. Jiara looked at Hilary and saw that she was looking guilty.
"Don't worry," said Jiara, "you being at the sleep over is enough for me." Jiara gave her a big hug.
As she did so Hilary whispered into her ear, "I do have a present. I just wanted to give it to you later." Jiara wanted to ask why but decided against it.
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The next morning, Cloe and Staicey (who were identical twins, with long blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes) had to leave after breakfast because their mum was taking them shopping.
When they had left Hilary said to Jiara, ¡§Come upstairs, there's something I've got to tell you." Jiara was confused. She had been quite worried about Hilary because she was generally very talkative but she had barely said five words while the others had been there.
When the two girls got up stairs in Jiara¡¦s bedroom, Hilary turned and started to talk abruptly. She was talking so fast that Jiara could only hear half, obviously made up, words.
"Hilary," said Jiara, "what are you going on about?"
Hilary stopped talking for a minute and then said, "I'm going to have to explain all this aren't I?"
"Explain what?" Jiara asked. Hilary took a deep breath.
"Jiara," she said, "We're witches." Jiara's jaw dropped.
"Who are?" she asked shakily. "Who are witches?"
"You, me, my mum, we're all witches," replied Hilary. Jiara was amazed, alarmed and confused all at the same time.
"But how could I not know? I mean, we would walk around with wands and do magic and stuff if we were witches, wouldn't we?' Jiara asked. "I mean, I've never seen your mum with a wand or anything and I certainly can't do magic!"
"That's because you and I haven't learnt how to yet, it's not as easy as just waving a wand and saying a few weird words like they do in the movies, you've got to say the right stuff and you've got to know what you're doing," stated Hilary, "And the reason that you've never seen my mum do magic is because we're not allowed to do it in front of muggles." Jiara overlooked the fact that Hilary had started using made up words and, instead, looked at her strangely.
"Let me see if I can explain this more clearly," Hilary continued, seeing that Jiara didn't understand. "Do you remember when that idiot Kevin Hornsby cut up your assignment the day before it was due?"
"Yes," said Jiara, slowly, remembering quite clearly.
"Well, do you remember what happened that night?"
Jiara thought a moment and answered slowly, "I only worked on it for, like, three hours but when I woke up; it was all typed up and saved."
"Exactly, that was you doing magic; you were so upset about not getting the thing finished that you made the computer type it up all night.¡"
When Hilary had finished speaking, Jiara remembered other incidences she had had when she was upset or angry or scared.
But Jiara wasn't completely convinced and her doubt must have shown because suddenly Hilary sighed and said, "If you still don't believe me, take a look at this." and she pushed an envelope of yellowing parchment under her nose. It was addressed in green ink;

Miss J Potter
17 Anita Dr
Toowoomba, Queensland

Jiara opened it and pulled a piece of the same yellowing parchment with curly green writing that said;

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT & WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Miss Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
This is a list of the other witches and wizards in Queensland attending Hogwarts : Scott Arnett
Hilary Ledech
Aaron Lupin
Brett Paramage
Anita Williams
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

"See," said Hilary, "you believe me now, don't you?"
"I suppose I believe you now," Jiara replied. "What I want to know now is how did you get this letter, it's mine."
Hilary smiled. "Harvey got the mail and gave this to me to give to you, when I saw how it was addressed I knew I couldn't give it to you while the other two were here so I waited until they left."
"Why couldn't you give it to me while they were here?" asked Jiara curiously.
"Because they're muggles," Hilary replied simply, "muggles aren't supposed to know that you're a witch."
"What are muggles?" asked Jiara, "that isn't a real word is it?"
"A muggle is what we call normal people, people who can't do magic."
"So you thought I was a muggle until you saw this letter?" asked Jiara offhandedly.
"Well, no, I already knew that you were a witch," said Hilary, avoiding Jiara's eyes.
"What do you mean that you already knew I was a witch? How could you have known when even I didn't know?" Jiara asked, angrily.
"Well, it¡¦s a bit hard to explain, you see, you're not an ordinary witch and at Hogwarts you'll notice it a bit, you see, your family is really famous but you're the least famous of your family, but a few people still know you, I suppose, and well..." Hilary trailed off.
Jiara suddenly had a vision of a part of her recurring nightmare, a tall figure robed from head to toe in black, a high cold voice saying "Now Harry Potter, meet your doom." A flash of green light and a high piercing scream, then silence.
"This is about how my family got murdered, isn't it?" asked Jiara shakily, "is that why my family is famous? Because some sicko murdered them?"
Hilary nodded, "Yep. But they weren't murdered by just any old sicko, he was a dark wizard that everybody is afraid of, your family weren't the only ones murdered by him tonnes other families were."
"So what makes my family so special? Why is my family any different?" Jiara demanded.
"Well, you see, your brother, Harry, was the only one who has ever survived," Hilary started but Jiara cut her off.
"He didn't survive, I have dreams about them all the time and that guy killed him too, I've seen it," Jiara snapped angrily.
"No Jiara, he didn't kill Harry, he ment to but for some reason the curse backfired and instead of killing Harry, he..."
"Hang on a minute," Jiara suddenly broke in again, "who is 'he'? This guy has a name, doesn't he?"
"Yes," she answered reluctantly, "he has a name, but no one ever says it - I suppose I'll have to tell you - you'd be expected to know."
Hilary took a deep breath and continued in a whisper, "His name is Voldermort." The name nearly turned Jiara's blood to ice. Hilary, who had shuddered as soon as she had said the name, noticed and the shadow of a smile lit her face for a split second.
"Yeah, well, anyway the curse actually backfired on him and all his powers were lost. That's what makes your family so famous, no one knows how Harry survived but he did and he made You-Know-Who vanish."
When Hilary had finished, Jiara was dead silent and it was a fair while before she spoke again.

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[Ravs (I Love Raviolli!)]

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