The girl that couldn't be sorted (Year 1)

Detention

It was 6:59 P.M. when I knocked on the door of his office. The door opened and there he was.

"Ah, Mi- mi- miss Wendall, come in- n," Professor Quirrell said.

I'm in so much trouble. Why couldn't Fred and George just do a prank tomorrow then I wouldn't be here but safe at Professor Mcgonnagal's office.

I stepped in and Professor Quirrell closed the door behind me. I sat down on one of the chairs in the room and waited.

"So, what do I need to do? Writing I shouldn't be wandering in the hallway at night?" I asked after a while.

He jumped a little and it looked like he'd forgotten about me.

"Ah, yes, of course det- tention."
I heard a faint whisper, but Professor Quirrell still didn't answer me.
Instead, he stood up and turned around and that's when I knew what was going to happen. He took off his tulban once again and for the second time I saw his awful face.

"Jade Wendall," Voldemort said. "You didn't think it was going to work did you? Telling everyone about me, even Dumbledore. Pathetic... Ah well, it has been taken care of."

I knew what he'd done. That's why Hermione didn't know why I didn't want to go here, that's why Professor Dumbledore hasn't done anything. I got up and hurried to the door, but of course Voldemort wouldn't let me get away that easily.
He, well Professor Quirrell, stepped in front of it just before I could reach the doorknob and escape.

"You really thought you were that smart, escaping my beautiful Imperius curse. Well, because of that, this time, it's going to be even worse... I've improved the curse I used last time. You'll get, how do I say it? More freedom. But don't get too excited, that's the awful thing. Last time, I had full control, you weren't you, this time you can say whatever you want, go wherever you want, but I control the actions..." He paused for a little.
"But, you cannot talk about this or me, anything like that. I mean you can, but your blood will be spilled."

Gosh, this is gonna be bad. If he's gonna let me do the same things as last time I'm screwed. He'd let me kill three people, the Hufflepuff boy and the Slytherin and Ravenclaw girls. I still got nightmares quite often about it.

"Quirrel, can you do the honour?"

"Yes..."

"Imperio!"

From that moment, everything was black, but not the black I was used to, it was a different black, and then suddenly, she was there again and I realised what was going on.

"I'm Lisa, who are you?"

She asked while she was sitting in a comfortable chair, it once was a white chair, but it had turned black, just like the rest of the room.

"Are you trying to harm me, or even..." She paused for a little.
"Look, I have a little brother I need to take care of, just so you know. If because of whatever you're trying to do I won't see him again can you find someone to take care of him?"

Somehow she stayed quite calm, but under that mask I could see the fear growing.

"My parents of course do, but he needs someone like a sister or brother, like me."

I could see the pain, the worries, growing with every single thing she said.

"I really love him, so... That would be my only request." She sighed. "Look, I know my parents are muggles, but why does it matter? They love magic and they're very proud of me. There's nothing wrong with them. Neither is there something wrong with me. I'm a witch. That's all, I belong here and it doesn't matter if my family isn't."

It was breaking me into a thousand pieces how she knew what was going to happen and she still managed to stay calm.

"I don't believe you are like this."

Clever girl.

"I just need to get your filthy blood removed from this place," I heard my voice echo once again.
Then it was quiet.

"Well, his name is Theo, please take care of him."

This girl, sitting in front of me, was only one year older, twelve years old, so many years in front of her, so many great things she could achieve.

My voice echoed through the room again.

"Well, too bad... Avada kedavra!"

A green light flashed out of my wand to the girl. When it hit her, the emotion disappeared and she looked at me without a single spark of life.
Gone, vanished, wasted...

I looked at her and realised how pretty she was. She had short, chestnut brown hair till her neck, beautiful brown eyes in that same color and her face was a little red on the cheeks, with some freckles around the nose. But soon the color on her face started to fade and she was still staring at me with her glassy eyes...

"Jade..." she said, "Jade."

"Jade!" I woke up to Hermione shaking me vigorously. "Thank god, you're finally awake, we have class today Jade, you gotta get up!"

She examined me before walking away. "Hey, are you okay? You look a little off? And how are you feeling? Yesterday when you got here you were acting very strange."

"Uhm, yeah, I'm fine, what happened yesterday?"

"We'll talk about it later, we're going to be late for class, come on, we need to get some breakfast."

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