Hello! Can you believe out of sixty four stories (soon to be more coming March) I only have like seven finished? That'll hopefully change soon. So, welcome to one of my first stories, and actually one of the ones that are finished.
For those of you just tuning in, here's your wrap up:
Summary: Danny accidentally ticks off a book-obsessed ghost named Reader. Her punishment for him; sending him and his sister Jazz into the same homework assignment he didn't want to do. The problem? Of course, he's never read it and has to play the main character. Lucky for him, Jazz has. The worst part about it? Harry Potter isn't exactly the best character to live as.
For those of you who have seen The Ultimate Enemy, this story was completed before it premiered and unfortunately ruined some scenes for it. But, since this story had been finished, it will stay the same as if the movie never happened.
Thanks to chapter one's reviewers:
California Girl Sammy Phantom, cath-gem-we-luv-anime-woo, JoJo90, Anne Camp aka Obi-quiet, Collie Wolf, Phantom Alchemist
Disclaimer: Danny Phantom is owned by Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon Studios. Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling.
Fiction
This story is dedicated to Straying Life.
Chapter One
Reader
Jazz Fenton burst into the kitchen, screaming at the top of her lungs. Her parents, Jack and Maddie, looked up from where they sat at the table, her brother Danny, completely ignored her and shook his head.
"What is it Jazz?" Maddie asked the loud girl.
"What's wrong? Did you see a ghost?" Jack asked hurriedly. At this point, her brother finally looked up.
Jazz snorted. "No Dad." Her voice became excited, and she spoke really fast. "I just looked up on the Harry Potter website and they say that the third movie is coming out on November 23! We have to go reserve it now! Daniel Radcliffe is so hot!"
"Not today sweetheart," Maddie said.
Jack leaned closer to Danny. "Did you understand what she just said?" he asked quietly.
"Between blah-blah and something about Harry Potter, no not really," Danny replied, smiling.
"I heard that." Jazz glared at her younger brother. He was so devilish sometimes while other times...he was the hero.
"Stop looking at me that way, you're freaking me out," Danny said, suddenly. Jazz was staring at him weird.
She shook her head. "Sorry, zoning out."
"Shouldn't you guys get to school here soon?" Jack asked, picking at his bacon.
Danny looked up at the clock and groaned. At least it was Friday. Tonight he was going out with his best friends, Sam and Tucker. But he had to go through another school day.
"Yeah, I guess," he said, getting up and putting his plate in the sink.
"I'll drive you Danny," Jazz offered. Both Jack and Maddie looked up, staring at her warily. Danny laughed, remembering the last time she had offered.
She sighed. "I am not a ghost! Can't I do something for my brother?" she yelled. Danny laughed and started walking to get his bag. Her parents still continued to stare at her, especially her dad, whose eyes were narrowed slightly. "I'm not a ghost!" she told them again, making sure they understood. They nodded and shrugged, exchanging glances and then going back to eating their breakfast. She turned around.
"Ready to go- "She stopped. Her brother had his back to her and was frozen in his tracks. He was rigid, and Jazz noticed a shiver run down his spine.
"Danny?" she asked, innocently.
"Umm...Jazz, I appreciate your offer, but I think I'll ride my scooter to school today." Danny turned around calmly, trying to hide the guilt and panic from his eyes. He shivered again, and then pretended to cough.
"Oh, okay. I guess I'll see you at school then," Jazz said. Why couldn't her brother be honest with her? She knew his secret, but he didn't know that. He had saved her from Spectra, the misery feeding ghost that had she had nearly gotten herself killed from. Spectra had posed as their counselor/therapist, and she had sent Danny to her...not knowing.
"I-I have to go to the bathroom before I leave." With that, he bounded up the stairs. Jazz stared longingly.
"Just be careful Danny," she whispered as he disappeared around the corner.
Jazz jumped as something beeped loudly from behind her. She turned around. Her father's invention was bobbing up and down, still emitting continual beeping noises.
"What is that Dad?" she asked.
"It tracks ghosts within a twenty mile radius. We used it for Halloween for the ectostorms. I reprogrammed it so it would just track normal ghosts. And it's already working," her dad replied with a broad smile. Both of her parents stood up, staring down at the tracker.
Oh no! Danny! Jazz thought, terrified.
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Danny rushed up the stairs, tripping on the last, but catching himself in time. He ran into his bedroom and closed the door quietly.
He raised his arms, his feet in a stance and closed his eyes. Two beams of light surrounded him, beginning from his chest and spreading down and up. His jet black hair became instantly a silver white color while his outfit completely changed to a black and silver jumpsuit. His eyes turned from light blue to green.
Now Danny Phantom, he jumped up and floated around, letting his ghost powers lead him to the ghost. He was shocked when they only lead him to his sister's room.
He pushed open the door quietly, confused. The room was peaceful. There was nothing there.
"BOO!" a girl's voice shouted suddenly.
Danny yelled and slammed backwards into the door, shutting it.
A ghost girl cackled in front of him. She had a skinny body and was wearing a school girl's outfit; a plaid blue blouse and skirt. She had glasses, her hair was down, and she had several large bracelets on.
"I'm sorry, that was mean," she said seriously. "But it was sure as heck funny. You should have seen the look on your face." She cracked up again; her laugh was an obnoxious giggle like a small child's.
"Who are you?" he asked. He wasn't threatened by this ghost; like the Box Ghost, she was annoying, but she didn't seem like a real danger.
"Well, I have three. But most people like to call me Reader," she replied, holding her chin up fancily.
"Raider?" Danny asked.
"No, it's pronounced raider, spelled reader. That's what the bullies at the school used to call me because I read so much," she said sadly.
"You wouldn't be in any relation to someone named Poindexter would you?" Danny asked, hoping she wasn't. With the way she was dressed and this talk about "bullies" he had to be sure.
"Who's that?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Oh good. Never mind." He pulled the Fenton Thermos from behind him. Bad ghost or not, she was still a ghost.
"Your sister has a wonderful library in her room. I love those books." She pointed to a series on Jazz's shelves. He rolled his eyes and pulled the lid off slowly.
"Danny!" someone yelled from far away.
Both ghosts turned towards the noise. It sort of sounded like Sam's voice. But that was impossible. What was she doing here?
"Danny! Your parents are coming! Hide!" the same voice yelled.
As she said it, he heard thundering footsteps up the stairs and decided not to ask.
"Reader, leave now! You can come back later, okay?" he said, slamming the lid back down on the Fenton Thermos and deciding to save her for later. Reader pouted, but snapped her fingers and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Danny leapt up and changed back just as-
The door swung open.
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"Jack look, there's two of them!" Maddie exclaimed excitedly, staring down at the radar screen that continued to beep.
Jazz's head swarmed with frightened thoughts. It was her brother and some ghost he was trying to catch that her parents' machine was picking up. They didn't know he was a ghost.
She formed a plan quick, like always. An idea came to her and she started in.
"I'll leave you two here to play with your toy," Jazz groaned, pretending to be embarrassed. She waved sarcastically and headed out of the house, picking up her bag on her way out.
Who knew Danny's secret besides her?
The answer came to her immediately. Sam and Tucker were Danny's best friends. They knew. In fact, she had always wondered why Danny had told them and not her. He was her brother after all. She felt slightly jealous; but his friends would have to do.
She had been practicing different voices. She had a wonderful gift of being able to sound like other people and she usually used it for the Harry Potter movie lines. But could she sound like Sam?
She had no choice. Through the window she saw her parents begin to head up the stairs. She cleared her throat.
"Danny!" she shouted.
She waited five seconds.
"Danny! Your parents are coming! Hide!" she shouted. She jumped up and down on the ground. She sort of sounded like Sam...she guessed.
Jazz just hoped she had gotten to him in time.
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"Danny? What are you doing in here?" Maddie asked, staring at her son who looked shocked and nervous.
"I left something in here last night," he replied, as calmly as possible.
"Did you see a ghost in here?" Jack asked, staring at the tracker, which had gone blank.
"Ghost? No?" Danny asked, staring at the invention oddly. What was it? "What is that?" he asked.
"It's a ghost tracker that can locate ghost-" Jack began.
"Jack dear, Danny's going to be late for school. I'm sure you can tell him later, alright?" Maddie intervened.
Jack hung his head. Danny walked past them, relieved. "See you guys later!" He climbed down the stairs and picked up his bag downstairs, then opened the door.
"Still here?" Jazz asked, scaring the hell out of him by appearing right in front of him suddenly. He jumped back for a moment, giving a small yelp.
"Still here?" he asked back, catching his breath.
"Yes, I forgot my bag," Jazz said.
Danny looked down and looked back at her oddly. "You have it in your hand."
Jazz looked down and gasped. "Oh, wow, I do, blonde moment. Still want a ride?" she asked, mildly laughing.
"Sure, why not?" he said.
Reader watched from the top of the room as the two children climbed into the car. Why was that ghost in their house? And where did he go?
It was like a good mystery book, ready to solve. The family didn't seem to scare much when it came to ghosts. In fact, they seemed to enjoy what they did. She had seen the parents of the children looking for her and the other ghost in the girl's room. And if they weren't afraid, there was a possibility that she and the intelligent girl could be friends.
She jumped up excitedly and followed the car. She'd never had a friend before. Her brother had left her a wonderful curse...
Oooh sometimes she hated Sydney.
Heee, heee. I had fun writing this story. Almost too much fun sometimes. Well, chapter one didn't change much but I did add a few things here and there. Mainly editing for spelling and grammar and stuff.
So, please R&R if you haven't already! Here's your first sneak peek!
Chapter Two: Snap
"Is there a problem?" he asked.
"No, you've just never asked me that before," Jazz admitted. "Actually, none of the teachers have ever asked me that. I didn't think it was allowed." He didn't say anything, smiling encouragingly and she shrugged. "Sure…"
"I was also wondering, my eye sight's been sort of blurry. I was wondering if you could lead me to the class," he said.
Jazz couldn't help but feel that there was definitely something different about this. His voice, which had been explained, sounded a bit girlish almost. Maybe he was sick; he certainly acted strangely. Then again, not many people took to being sick the same way. But she nodded and smiled. What was she complaining about? She loved school. This was like a once in a lifetime opportunity.
"Your first class is English right?" she asked, walking into the school.
"Yes, it is," he asked, tapping his fingers together. He looked over and stared at someone, his eyes narrowed.
Lateraina Wolf