Jenna at Hogwarts || Jenna Series{Edited}

♣Chapter 1♣

Here's my first chapter! Hope you like it!
A few things:
Hey= In my mind/On paper
"Hey"= Out loud
'Hey'= Stupid word/Fake word/Quote

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[3rd pov]

Growing up the girl made friends in the orphanage. Combined with regularly seeing her godparents, she had a happy life. Being homeschooled by Amy, Remus and Minerva depending on how much time they had. Early on she decided that she would grow out her long, auburn hair. So by the time the events of this story start her hair was around 32 inches.

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[Jenna pov]

We start the story when I'm ten years, eleven months and twenty-eight days old. 18th of July, 1988.

I woke up by my alarm...

And hit snooze... I like my sleep, thank you very much.
So early.. I thought by the time my alarm went off for the third time.
Then I jumped up as something it me. Wait! TODAY I GO TO THE BURROW!! I thought and did a little 'happy-dance'.

I dressed myself, packed my bags with everything I owned and went downstairs for breakfast.

"Hey!" I said to Amy, the 'Mother' of the orphanage I lived in.

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For clarification.
I lived in an orphanage since I was 3 and now I was finally leaving, don't get me wrong, I loved it in the orphanage, but finally being adopted was super exciting even if it wasn't my real family, or my godparents, like I had hoped for a long time, but I understood why.

Aunt Minnie had her job, which was a year round thing, she was only off with the summer holidays.

Uncle Remmy was scared. Not for me, for himself, he was scared he couldn't handle taking care of me, also, he was scared he'd hurt me.

They also explained to me that my dad is indeed alive, but he doesn't want to take care of me, they said he's not ready for it, for some adult reason.

Everytime aunt Minnie comes by she teaches me about mythology and religion of all kinds, Greek, Roman, Egyptian, Norwegian, Hinduism, Christianity, Judaism and many more.

Uncle Remmy always teaches me fighting, with actual weapons, he says it's useful when you loose your wand in battle.

But, back to my dad, all he gave me was a blanket, a magical locket and a letter.

The orphanage I lived in is a Wizarding World Orphanage, called Baker's Family Orphange, located at Diagon Ally. Amy called it that because she wants us to feel as if we are part of a family, at home, not in an orphanage.

But anyway, the blanket was red with silver details. There was also Jenna sown in in silver thread.

Then the letter,

This is Jenna Lucy, her mother died a few days ago and I can't take care of Jenna by myself anymore. So I give her to you. With her is this letter, her blanket and a magical locket, the locket opens itself when Jenna turns 16. She is now 3 and was born on the 20th of July, 1978.

Sincerely,
H.B.P.

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A/N: I originally ended the chapter here, but, when I edited it I combined chapters to make them longer. Enjoy!

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So, now that I told you all I knew about how I got in the orphanage. Let me explain why I was going to the Burrow that day.

So, I met the Weasleys when I was about, let's say, 6.

*Flashback*

I was wandering around Diagon Alley and the Weasley's were shopping for school stuff for, I later found out, Bill. Gred and Forge (one of my nicknames for Fred and George) were running around and they crashed into me.

"Oh, I'm so sorry dear." Molly had said, but I told her, "Oh, it's alright." The Terror Twins and me talked for a bit until it was time for them to go home.

Molly asked me where I lived, to make sure I got home safely. "In the orphanage nearby." I shrugged. By then I had learned that most people felt sorry for me when they heard that, but, since it was the only thing I knew, I was used to it. "Oh, you poor thing. Come we'll go and ask if you can come with us for tonight." Molly replied.

And so it happened, I ate at the burrow and slept in Forge's* room, because they insisted that they where my best friends and I should sleep with them, instead of with Ginny.

Molly was okay with it and so it happened.

*End flashback*

After that day I went to them to play, scratch that, prank with Fred and George more often.

And after a year or so Molly promised me that she would adopt me when I became 11.

So that's where we continue the story. In 2 days I will be 11.

I will go to the burrow today, Fred and George wanted to see me again really badly. Arthur will pick me up with his Ford Anglia at 11 am.

After I picked out some clothes for the day, I went to take a quick shower, then I put on my clothes and finally, before going downstairs, I brushed my hair. That alone took me about 20 minutes, like always.

Downstairs I looked at my watch. Shit, it's 10.57 am! (For your information, my alarm went off at 10am.) In a hurry, I quickly made a sandwich and took it with me. I ran to the door. Gave Amy a quick hug, promising I would be back, shouted, "BYE!" to everyone and left the orphanage.

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(Also, to clear things up, here's a list of nicknames and when they're used.

'Gred and Forge'// A weird twisted version of their names, Gred is George and Forge is Fred.
Just 'Gred' or just 'Forge'// Nickname for both of them, this is when I'm too lazy to type out both of their names. 'Fred' or 'George'// When talking to one if them specifically or in serious moments.
'The Terror Twins'// Mostly when talking about something stupid or some prank they did and mentioning them around prank related stuff.
'The Terror Triplets'// Fred, George and me together, mostly used by others, not so much by me or Fred and George.
'The TT' or 'TTT'// Either short for 'The Terror Twins' or 'The Terror Triplets'. 'Freddie' or 'Georgie'// What I called them when we where younger, so I sometimes tease them with it.)

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~Jen❤

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