Hullo my little Potteheads. Just a heads up, I won't be able to upload from the 21st to like, the 28th of November because I'm going on vacation. I'll be flying for the first time in ten years. I was two the last time so.... yeah I'm excited.

I'm going to add a random girl. She may or may not be seen ever again. Give me your feedback on her. Good feedback = more of this character. Bad feedback = never see this character AGAIN.

It took a while to get back to Hogwarts. During the flight, I realized that they would realize I was missing. Either that, or they think I'm dead.

Dumbledore noticed my mind was preoccupied.

"Penny for your thoughts, Jessica?" I looked up.

"They'll come after me. Or they'll think I'm dead. Then what'll I do?" I asked.

"I believe, that is up to you." Dumbledore said. I was on my own. All I had was my school stuff and the money Draco gave me. And my friends. But what was I to do? Live with Hermione? I don't think that'll work out. The Weasley's house must be crowded... And the way Harry talked, I don't think the Dursley's would appreciate me coming to live with them aswell.

Perhaps the Leaky Cauldron? I mused on where I would stay for the summer for the rest of the trip.

Finally, the grand castle appeared. (*Harry Potter Theme plays*) I was exhausted after flying all night.

We landed besides Hagrid's cabin. The huge man hurried out to greet us.

"Jinx! Thank god yer okay." Hagrid said.

"Good to see you too Hagrid." I said grinning at him. We headed up to the castle. I offered to carry some of my stuff, but Hagrid insisted on carrying all of it. Kingsley and Moody took off again, after I thanked them.

I realized I had no idea what day it was.

"Excuse me sir, what day is it?" I asked Dumbledore.

"Christmas, of course." He answered. I had been locked in my room for three days. My thirst burned, threatening to make me pass out.

"Great." I mumbled. "I'll die on Christmas."

And everything went black.

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I woke up to Harry and Ron talking. Madame Pomfery started scolding them, telling them that if they wanted to visit me longer they'd have to be quiet.

"Nah, it's okay Madame." I said quietly. Everyone jumped at the sound of my voice.

"Jinx!" Harry said. Both he and Ron gave me a hug. "Thank god, what happened to you? Your hands were all scratched up, you're thinner than every, and you were extremely dehydrated!"

"I told you all this in the letter." I pointed out. "I cut my hands after breaking the glass on my window so I could send for help. I had no food and no water. I'm amazed I lasted three days up there."

"Why didn't you just jjump out your window?" Ron asked. I rolled my eyes.

"There's four stories to my house, well my old house now, but if I'd have jumped, I would be dead." I answered. The boys nodded.

They then told me what they had been up to over their holidays so far. I was slightly disappointed that they didn't find anything on Flamel.

"Jinx, you won't believe what I found last night! It's a mirror that shows you your family. If you're out of here by tonight, I'll take you!" Harry told me excitedly in a low voice.

"That reminds me...." I mused. "Hey Madame! When am I getting out of here?"

Madame Pomfrey pursed her lips and looked me over.

"Well, if your get your rest," She glared at Harry and Ron, "You could be out of here tonight."

"Thank you!" I said. Harry and Ron still sat there. "You heard her, SHOO! I'm going back to sleep."

I rolled over and fell asleep again.

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I woke around six o'clock pm, as far as I would tell from looking out the window.

"Oh good, you're awake. You can leave now, if you want to." Madame Pomfrey told me. "I belief dinner is still on."

I hopped out of bed. I was still wearing what I was wearing when I left, so after I ate I'd have to change. But the most important thing right now is food.

I dashed to the Great Hall. Harry's and Ron's faces lit up when they saw me.

"Jinx! How're you feeling?" Harry asked me.

"Fine, thanks. Now give me food!" I plopped down next to George (I think it was George) and then piled my plate high with food.

"Hungry, much?" George-or-Fred joked.

"I haven't eaten in days." I said with a mouth full of potatoes. So it sounded more like, "I wawn't meaten ah ahs."

"So, you're okay?" Fred-or-George asked. He actually sounded concerned.

"Yeah. It's gonna take me a bit to get entirely back to my normal fatness." I said. I had lost a few pounds in the last three days. I didn't have much to lose in the first place. I didn't do much, but it was the worst three days of my life.

"You'll never be fat. You're too short." George-or-Fred told me. I stuck my tongue out at him. It's true, I was shorter than everyone else. But, whatever. I couldn't do anything. Except take a growing potion.

"Okay, which one are you?" I asked.

"Fred." He answered.

"Is that the truth?" I asked.

"Perhaps." A miscivous smile played on his face. The other twin came into the Great Hall then.

"Who are you?" I asked quickly.

"George, why?" The other twin answered.

"So I know who's who." I said gleefully.