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I ate a little and a sip of the juice. All the boys and the one girl stared at me.

"Hello, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ronald, and Ginerva but you like to be called Ginny. My name is Jasmine. I like to give you some advice. Unless you want to be thrown in the air by my magic then please refrain from touching me. My magic trained itself to protect me through the years. I know some of you are pranksters. I like to warn you if you prank me I remember the pranks my father and his friends did, and I will use them on you. You must be patient with me I am new to talking and communicating to people and walking as I would usually be locked away." I said softly.

Arthur had a slight smile. The twins looked at each other and then looked at Ginny. They all had a twinkle in their eye. The older two looked at each other and smirked looking at the twins. Ron just looked confused.

Molly took me upstairs giving me a pair of clothes and I took a shower, scrubbing the grim and dirt off me. When I got out I stared at the mirror. I looked dead, my green eyes were dull and lifeless like I never experienced happiness. My mouth is in a straight line. My red hair is a little brighter but still dull from the lack of washes. I am skinny, pale from the lack of sun. I got dressed in the baggy clothes and brushed through my hair with magic and it dried and detangled itself. It was a natural straight and I loved it. I started braiding it as I walked out.

Ginny held out a hair band and I stared at it wondering if she did something to it. My magic checked it and it was clean of any magic or pranking materials. I used it. I walked down the stairs using the handrails and went outside. I laid down in the grass and close my eyes.

---Flashback---

"Look how cute she is. She is so adorable." Dad said holding me up in front of him.

Mom laughed.

"You sound like you are going to break up with me for her." Mom said sassily.

"I just might." Dad said with a crooked grin kissing mom.

I made a disgruntled noise and they look at me.

"Are you jealous Jazz?" Dad asked. He kissed my head several times and I made happy noises. They both laugh.

---Flashback end---


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