Chapter One: A Brand New World

When Jessamine woke up that morning, she found that she wasn't in her bedroom. Even as she woke up, she felt a strange sense of wrongness. Jessamine reached to her left, finding her glasses. But something was different about those too, they felt bigger than usual. And Jessamine knew her glasses weren't round. Slipping the glasses over her nose, Jessamine opened her eyes and saw that the room she was in looked nothing like her bedroom, this clearly belonged to someone else.

Her bedroom had blue walls covered in posters of all her favourite films and TV shows. She had a desk with her laptop and a bookshelf holding all her beloved books and DVDs. This new room, however, had none of that. It had yellow floral wallpaper, patterned with jessamine flowers, which made Jessamine cringe in horror. Everything else was yellow too, the bedsheets, the lamp, the picture frames on the wall. The only thing that wasn't yellow was the wooden chest of drawers, a vanity desk, a shelf full of toys and a wardrobe. Those were a light brown.

Jessamine threw back the blanket, scrambling out of the bed. Looking down at her clothing, she was wearing a pink floral nighty.

What's up with all the flower power? Jessamine thought, with a small scowl etched on her face.

She made her way over to the vanity desk, which held a mirror. Upon seeing her reflection, Jessamine paused. She looked just about the same, oval shaped face, green eyes, pink lips. Her hair was different, it was now auburn, unlike her previous chestnut brown. The style had changed too, she now had a middle parting and her tangled bed-hair reached her mid-back. The worst part, was the fact that she looked ten.

The eighteen-year-old girl now looked like a kid who had yet to go through puberty. Her face was pudgy. She had little hands and a flat chest. Jessamine felt tiny. Even the furniture around her felt too big and the floor was a lot closer to Jessamine than she last remembered.

Not sure of what else to do, Jessamine snooped around the room. She opened one of the drawers in the desk, rifling through a bunch of old photographs and papers. The photos looked old. Not in a stained and torn kind of old, just by the colours, the quality, the way the people in the photo were dressed. It practically screamed old. Yet, Jessamine saw herself in it, at least whoever's face she had just stolen. Most of the photos had another girl that looked exactly as Jessamine now did. Other people featured in the photographs too, a mother, father and a girl who looked a few years older than Jessamine did. It was easy to see the resemblance between the people, leading Jessamine to assume they were a family.

The thought of this made Jessamine feel sick to the stomach. If she wasn't dreaming, and Jessamine rather liked to believe she was, then she had snatched this family's daughter away from them.

A knock at her bedroom door brought Jessamine from her thoughts. She turned to face the door just as it opened. She was greeted by one of the girls from the photos, the one who looked exactly like her. The girl had the same green eyes and hair that was a slightly lighter shade of auburn than Jessamines. Along her face were freckles, which stood out against her pale complexion.

The girl smiled. Jessamine had to fight off the strong urge to smile back. The girl's smile was bright and cheerful, Jessamine could feel the happiness come off her in waves.

Someone's a bit too happy for the morning Jessamine thought bitterly. She wasn't one for the mornings, preferring to stay in bed. Although this particular morning was different.

"Jess, come on! You're never up this late. We have school." And with that, the girl turned and left, taking the happiness along with her.

School? Jessamine thought with dread. Jessamine didn't want to go to school, she wanted to go home!

After a moment's decision, she went in search for her school uniform. She found it inside her wardrobe, along with a bunch of clothing she would rather not have to wear, ever. Especially the pair of bell-bottom jeans with flowers stitched into it. Jessamine concluded that whoever's bedroom this really was, they had a thing for flowers. It made her want to be sick. She didn't have anything against flowers, but she kept seeing them everywhere she looked in the room.

The school uniform was simple. A green skirt, white collar shirt with long sleeves, a green and grey tie, and a green jacket. After changing into her clothes, Jessamine fixed her hair with a hairbrush from the vanity desk. On her way out of the room, she paused to pick up a satchel that was neatly placed by the door, assuming that the bag did indeed contain her school items.

Luckily for Jessamine, there were no more floral wallpapers outside of her room. She made her way downstairs and into the living room. The walls were a pastel green. There was a cream coloured three seater couch and two beige armchairs placed near the couch. A small TV stood opposite the chairs. There was also a bookshelf full of books and ornaments.

A hand clasped Jessamine's shoulder. She jumped, whipping around to face whoever had grabbed her. There was another girl, the older sister from the photographs, standing there. She had dull brown hair and pale blue eyes. The girl narrowed her eyes at Jessamine "Are you going to have breakfast? We'll be late because of you!"

Jessamine smiled at her tentatively "Sorry.. woke up a bit later than usual this morning."

The girl only sneered in response. Jessamine pushed past her, quickly locating the kitchen. Inside, there was an older woman sat at a table in the middle of the room. She was reading a newspaper whilst eating a slice of toast. Jessamine could see where she and the other girl got their looks from. They looked just like the older woman, auburn hair, green eyes. The brunette she encountered earlier probably got her looks from her father.

To say that Jessamine was confused would be a huge understatement. She woke up in a different bed in a different house than the one she grew up in. Now, she's with these three women who share quite the resemblance with her. Was this just some really weirdly vivid dream?

The older woman looked up from the newspaper, giving Jessamine a warm smile "Take one of the apples, Jessamine. You girls will be late otherwise."

Jessamine huffed in annoyance "Yes, alright. Everyone doesn't need to remind me how late I'm making us be."

"Jessamine." The older woman said in a scolding tone.

"Sorry," Jessamine replied, flashing an apologetic smile towards the woman she assumed was now her 'mother'. She plucked an apple from the fruit bowl on the table and washed it under the kitchen tap.

The other two girls were waiting by the front door. Jessamine put on the last pair of school shoes, grabbed a small red coat from the coat hanger, and left the house with her 'sisters'.

From their walk to school, Jessamine managed to catch the names of her sisters. The oldest was Petunia, the youngest Lily. Being the Harry Potter fan that Jessamine was, she knew they had the same names as the two Evans sisters. But it couldn't have been them, for there were only meant to be two of them, not three.

Now, Jessamine was stuck in a classroom. Apparently, she and Lily were twins, having the same classes together. To make her day worse, Jessamine was stuck in a maths classroom, where they were about to have some big test.

When the test began, Jessamine flicked through the questions. They were easy. All she had to do was add and subtract, divide and multiply. Well, duh, she thought This is a primary school, what were you expecting, algebra?

Jessamine had been expecting fractions and ratios. To find that she was doing kids stuff was a relief, that stuff she could do without too much effort. She could finish the test in ten minutes at the most, the teacher had said they were able to leave when they finished too, thinking that it would take the students a while to complete it.

She had been almost finished with the test when a shadow cast over her. The next thing she knew was that a ruler was sharply brought down onto the hand she had been writing with and her test paper was being ripped away from her. Jessamine looked up, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open in shock. Her teacher, Mrs Danvers, loomed over her with a dark expression on her face.

"Miss Evans, you are being disqualified from this test for using your left hand to complete it. A letter will be sent home to your parents and you will get a zero on this test." Mrs Danvers claimed.

For a moment, Jessamine was confused. Then she remembered her mother, her real mother, telling her how the teachers never let her write with her left hand, forcing her to use her right. Jessamine couldn't ever imagine having to constantly use her right hand to write. It would be too uncomfortable. Her left hand always became sore when she had to use a pair of right-hand scissors, she had to push the blades together to get it to cut paper and it wasn't fun.

Jessamine stood from her seat, and before she could help herself, she was giving the teacher a sweet smile "Oh dear, I'm so sorry! Are my satanic tendencies getting in the way again? Silly me."

Everyone was turning to look at them now, eager to see what would happen next. From the corner of her eye, she could see Lily gaping at her incredulously. The teacher furrowed her brows, not expecting that reaction from one of her students. Jessamine picked up her coat and satchel, slinging the strap over her shoulder. She strode to the classroom door, ignoring her teachers' protests.

At the last second, Jessamine turned to face Mrs Danvers "Don't mind me, Miss! I'm just popping off to do some satanic rituals. Sacrifice some infants. Ya know, as lefties do."

Later that day Jessamine got suspended from school for a week. She also experienced the cane for the first time in her life.

Lily was furious with Jessamine. When Lily and Petunia got back home, Lily stormed into her twin sister's bedroom. Without a word, Lily grabbed Jessamine by the arm and started leading her outside the house. They slipped out through the back door quietly, as Jessamine was currently on thin ice with Petunia who was just waiting to snitch on her the moment their parents got home.

A tense silence hung in the air as the two girls walked. Lily walked slightly ahead of Jessamine, her free fist clenched. She knew that if she were to look in a mirror, her face would be red. It didn't take long for them to reach their destination, Lily could see her best friend Severus Snape waiting by the trees.

The girls climbed the small hill. Severus must have sensed the tension, for the moment they reached him he asked: "What happened?"

Lily took a deep calming breath "Jessamine over here got suspended from school today."

"It's not my fault. If the lady had just let me be then I wouldn't even be in this mess." Jessamine defended, agitation lacing her tone.

Lily sharply turned to face Jessamine, glaring at her "Since when were you even left handed? You've been acting weird all day! First, you wake up later for school, you never wake up late, you're always the first up. Then on our way to school you didn't speak to me at all. I get that you're shy, Jess, but you're never like that around me and 'Tuney. And now this argument with the teacher. That was so unlike you, Jessamine."

A range of emotions crossed Jessamine's face, too quickly for Lily to catch any of them. Jessamine sighed "Look, I'm sorry, Lils. I never meant to upset you. Mrs Danvers just caught me off guard and I didn't react properly."

Severus looked between the twins "What did you do?"

Before Jessamine could even open her mouth, Lily looked over at Severus and said, "After Mrs Danver smacked her with a ruler, Jessamine told her she was going off to perform a satanic ritual and sacrifice some babies."

It was silent for a moment, then Severus snorted "That's what she did? Wish I was there to see it."

"It's not funny!" Lily cried indignantly "She got suspended. Just wait until mum and dad get home from work."

Jessamine and Severus shared a look. Jessamine put on her puppy eyes "Aw, come on Lily! Even you have to admit it was kinda funny."

Lily shook her head, but a smile tugged at the corners of her lips "I'm blaming you for this, Sev. She used to be sweet and innocent until we met you."

Severus put a hand to his chest, a look of mock hurt on his face "Me? I'd never do such a thing, Lily! Look at her, Jessamine corrupted herself. I just can't believe shy little Jessamine had the courage to stand up to a teacher."

Jessamine was offended. She made a noise of indignation, looking at her two friends "I am sweet and innocent. Just not in school. Or in the mornings."

The three friends laughed together. Unfortunately, the moment was ruined when a loud voice called "Jessamine!"

They all turned to see Petunia climbing up the hill. Lily grinned, waving to her older sister "Hello Tuney!"

When Petunia caught sight of Severus, she crossed her arms and sneered "Still hanging around with that freak, are you?"

Jessamine smiled, "Why be a freak alone when we can be freaks together? So what's up, buttercup?"

If it were possible, Lily could have sworn Petunia scowl deepened.

"Mummy's home. She wants to see you." Was all Petunia said. She swiftly spun on her heel and quickly descended the hill.

"Good luck, Jess," Severus smirked.

Jessamine poked her tongue out at Severus, who's smirk grew bigger. Jessamine chuckled, shaking her head fondly "Catch ya later, alligators."

Lily watched as her sister ran down the hill, almost stumbling over and falling. Lily couldn't hold back the snort that came out when Jessamine crashed into Petunia, unable to slow down in time. Petunia's screeches could be heard from where Lily and Severus were standing.

Hello, dear reader!

So, welcome to my newest story, I've had this idea for the longest time and decided to actually to something with it. As you might have already guessed, this story is going to span over the Marauders Era. But as far as Jessamine is concerned, things aren't going to happen the way they did in the books and films.

As there isn't really that much on the Marauders Era, so I'm coming up with my own events and such (which is actually quite fun but stressful at the same time.)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything regarding the Harry Potter series, which belongs to the lovely J.K Rowling. I only own Jessamine and any characters I create in the future.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of A Tale of Witchcraft and Wizardry, feel free to ask any questions.

Have a nice day!

~ SparkleMuffinz