❝𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.❞
Jupiter Black has been isolated from the outside world her entire life up until the age of thirteen. During a duel with her mother, Jupiter tragically witnesses her death and flees from h...
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 6
I SIT DOWN ON THE GRYFFINDOR TABLE IN THE GREAT HALL. Malfoy goes on about how he could've lost his arm. "Listen to the idiot." Ron says and I glance at the idiotic blonde. "He's really laying it on thick, isn't he?" The ginger adds. "At least Hagrid didn't get fired." Harry says.
"I hear Draco's father's furious. We haven't heard the end of this." Hermione tells us. "He's been sighted!" Seamus yells out and I look at him. "Who?" I move over to where Seamus throws a news paper down. "Sirius Black!" He yells and Hermione pulls the news paper closer to her.
"Dufftown? That's not far from here." Hermione announces and I frown. "You don't think he'd come to Hogwarts, do you?" Neville asks. "With dementors at every entrance?" I look at Harry who looks down at the news paper. "Dementors? He's already slipped past them once. Who's to say he won't do it again." Seamus adds.
"That's right. Black could be anywhere. It's like trying to catch smoke. Trying to catch smoke with your bare hands." Bem adds and I stare down at the man in the newspaper.
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A creature inside a wardrobe moves and causes it to shake. "Intriguing isn't it?" Professor Lupin asks, and I stare at the moving wardrobe. "Would anyone like to venture a guess... as to what is inside?" I raise my hand, keeping my eyes on the shaking wood.
"It's a boggart." I tell him and he walks around to the front of the classroom. "Very good Miss Black. Now can anyone tell me what a boggart looks like?" I nod my head and he motions for me to speak. "Nobody knows a boggarts true form, they're shape shifters and take the shape of whatever a person fears the most." A shapeshifter, much like me.
"That's what makes them so-" Hermione joins in but gets cut off. "-So terrifying, yes. Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart." Professor Lupin stands beside the rattling wardrobe. "Let's practice it now. Without wands, please. After me. Riddikulus." We repeat after him.
"Very good. A little louder and very clear. Listen: Riddikulus." We all copy him. "Very good, and so much for the easy part. You see, the incantation alone is not enough. What really finishes a boggart is laughter. You need to force it to assume a shape you find truly amusing. Let me explain. Neville, would you join me, please?"
Neville hesitantly steps forward. "Neville, what frightens you most of all?" He asks the young boy. "Professor Snape." He whispers. "Sorry?" Lupin asks. "Professor Snape." He says louder. "Ah yes, frightens all. And I believe you live with your grandmother?" He asks. "Yes, but I don't want that boggart to turn into her either."
"It won't. I want you to picture her clothes. Only her clothes, very clearly, in your mind." Neville nods. "She carried a red handbag-" he gets cut off. "We don't need to hear. As long as you see it, we'll see it. Now, when I open that wardrobe, here's what I want you to do." Lupin walks closer to Neville and whispers into his ear.
I grow my ear to listen and chuckle. "Wand at the ready. One, two, three." The lock clicks and the door opens. Neville holds his hand out and professor Snape steps out of the wardrobe. "Riddikulus!" Neville says and Professor Snape's outfit turns into a green dress filled with dead animals around it. I chuckle.
"Wonderful, Neville, wonderful! Everyone, form a line." I push myself into the forming line, standing in front of Harry. "I want everyone to picture the thing they fear the very most, and turn it into something...funny." Professor Lupin turns to Ron.
"Next, Ron." Ron steps forward and Professor Snape turns into a large spider. Ron shakily grabs his wand from his pocket and holds it out. He whimpers as he casts the spell and the spider gets roller-skates on its legs. It slides about and a young girl walks forward.
Her boggart turns into a snake before she riddikulus' it into a clown. She skips to the back and I walk forward. The clown jumps forwards before changing into... me? I stare at the reflection of myself and blood stain my hands. My mother's dead body lays on the ground.
I hold my wand out. "Riddikulus!" I turn into a large flower. No one laughs and I hurry away into the back of the queue. Harry's boggart turns into a dementor but Professor Lupin rushes forward and it changes into the moon. He casts the spell and it turns into a balloon. It flies around the room before returning into the wardrobe.
"Right. Sorry about that. That's enough for today. If you'd all like to collect your books from the back. That's the end of the lesson. Thank you! Sorry!" My gaze is on my hands. I feel someone grab my arm. I look up at Hermione. "You okay?" She asks me and I clear my throat, nodding.
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I lean against one of the stone pillars and listen to Professor McGonagall speak. Filch leads the group away and Hermione waves at me. "I'll bring you back some sweets." She says and I smile at her. Hermione and Ron walk away. "How come you can't go?" I turn to Harry who stands beside me. "My uncle refuses to sign it." I nod my head.
"Why can't you go?" He asks me and I sigh. "My mother is dead, and I don't know my father." His eyes widen slightly. "I'm sorry." He whispers and sighs. "Both my parents are dead, so I know how it feels." I give him a sympathetic smile. But you don't know what it's like to kill your own mother.
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A/N- I hope you enjoy Jupiter's character. Also, the rest of this book will be uploaded tomorrow, there's just some editing I have to finish.
