Jolene wants nothing more than to find out who her parents are. Jolene is your average 11-year-old. Or is she? Ever since Thanksgiving, Jolene has been able to do some weird stuff. I mean really weird. Will she save people or be saved.
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(Above is Abby.) ~Jolene's POV~ About a month after Kandy's birthday fiasco. I went to go and get the mail when I saw a letter for me. Who would write to me? I am just plain, old Jolene. I grabbed the letter and went to the kitchen. I gave Uncle Daniel the mail and kept the letter. Kandy saw me opening a letter and grabbed it out of my hands.
"Daddy, look Jolene is opening a letter!"
"Hey, give it back it's mine!" I yelled.
"Oh please, who would be writing to you?" Uncle Daniel said with a smirk.
He went on the back and saw the red postage stamp. I stopped and smelled peppermint. I was in my own world for a little while when I saw a women with pale blue eyes almost grey looking at me. The next part was me at train station running through a brick wall. I had gotten visions before but these didn't make sense.
~ le time skip ~ A few days later I saw Uncle Daniel screwing the mailbox shut. He went to work after.
~ le time skip ~ After that it seems like Uncle Daniel has gone mad with the letters.
"No bloody letters today. No bloody letters today."
While he was talking I saw an owl fly pass the window. Then the house started to rattle and the chimney filled with letters. I grabbed one and ran. Uncle Daniel went after me. He held me in a headlock.
"They're my letters! They're my letters!" I yelled.
"We are going far, far, far away from here! Where they will never find us!" Uncle Danny yelled.
"Daddy has gone mad, hasn't he mummy!" Kandy yelled worried.
We packed all of our things and left the house. We went to a cottage on a island. It was 12:00 in the morning. It was my birthday.
"Happy birthday, Jolene." I said to myself.
Soon the wind stopped and the door started to bang and bang. Uncle Daniel and Aunt Sandra came down with a gun. When they reached the second to the last step the door broke down.
"Oh. My bad, sorry."
She fixed the door back while I went to hide in a corner. Uncle Danny was planning to shoot at her.
"You are breaking and entering, please exit now."
"Oh shut your pie hole, Ackerly." She said while bending the gun.
She looked towards Kandy.
"Where is Jolene? I know that is not her. No freckles, no almond eyes, no heart scar on the cheek ."
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"I am right here." I stood up facing her. She looked like the woman from my vision.
"Oh Jolene, I have been missing you since the day I gave you to these people. Also happy birthday, Jolene."
"Thank you. Also, who are you?"
"Oh, I am Abigail Jones, you may call me Abby. A giant and one of the keeper of the keys and professors at Hogwarts. Of course you know all about Hogwarts don't you."
"Actually, no I don't."
"Didn't you ever wonder where your parents went to school? Okay, Jolene you are a witch."
"I am a witch, no I can't be."
"You're mother and father went there and now you will too."
"No, I refuse to let my niece go to a school for magicians just so she can learn magic tricks. I am not going to let my freak of a brother's daughter get blown up like her parents." Uncle Danny yelled at Abby.
"Wait, you said my parents died in a plane crash." I gritted through my teeth.
"The Great Cassandra and William Tomlinson, die in a plane crash. Ha!"
Abby walked up to him and was about to speak when I cut her off.
"You are not the boss of me, Uncle Daniel. I will go to Hogwarts, I will be a witch, and I will follow in my parents footsteps and be the greatest witch ever."
If that wasn't enough Abigail gave Kandy a horse tail, which frightened them all upstairs.
"Well Jolene, we have a long day tomorrow. Get some sleep."
I smiled a true genuine smile and showed my teeth.
"Okay, Goodnight Abby."
The earth around me blacked out as I fell asleep.
~A Few Hours Later~
I woke up to see it was still raining Abby was ironing my clothes with a wand. She tossed them to me and I threw them on.
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We rowed to the shore and I kept asking questions like how did you get here, how far is Hogwarts, what were my parents like.
"Calm down, kiddo."
"Sorry, Abby."
"It's fine just stay quiet until we get there."
During the whole time it was silent. Not a sound was made except for the calming ocean waves. We then just walked to London and entered a pub called the Leaky Caldron.
"Um, Abby, why are we here?" I asked trying not to offend her.
"To meet some people." She simply replied.
"Aw, Abigail, darling, come give me a hug." A woman with gray hair said.
"Jolene Tomlinson, pleasure to finally meet you. I am Cecilia." She said.
"We must run, Lia. Can't be late."
"Yes, of course. Bye dearie."
We were walking again when a man with a purple turban stepped in front of us.
"He-ell-lo Ab-bb-by." He stuttered out.
"Hello Professor Quirell, this is Jolene."
"Ah, so thi-is is th-he fam-mou-us gi-ir-rl wh-ho li-ve-ed."
Everyone gathered around me and shaked my hands multiple times. Abby pulled me out and took me to the back where she pressed blocks on the wall. The wall magically created a passage way.
