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Assistant: Title: Of magic and friendship
        Author: NiktNikt NiktNikt 
        Chapter: 14/28 
        Summary: Jasmine Potter was talented, smart and so full of love and brilliance. She loved fiercely. She was kind, good and unafraid of change. She saw the world for what it was and wanted to protect it.Kol Mikaelson was talented, smart, cunning and loved his daughter more than life itself. He loved Magic for she had gifted him the most precious treasure in the whole world - his daughter.Together they would take the world by storm.And Magic? Magic loved them both and cheered them on. They would make her people and her world great.Too bad no one saw Death cackling in the background.Not abandoned, life just got harder and very busy.
        Contents: Chapter 14: Passing time
    

    


      
        
          Hello to you all!How are you? I'm great!This chapter goes to you and I hope you like it. It's different than usual and I want to know what you think about it!So, any thoughts to share?Btw, we crossed the 50k words on this work and woah. It's the longest work of mine and I have no intention to stop anytime soon. As of now, I'm writing about the third year and my chapters are planned until the fifth year. All the while checking and editing the current chapters I'm posting. I'm glad for all your kind words and I hope you'll stay with me until this story ends. Just, please be patient with me.Sorry for my mad ramblings, hahah.
      
  

  
  
    
     It was easy to forget the passage of time in Hogwarts. The days were lazy and slow and things weren’t changing when you didn’t count the way the castle was shifting all the time. There was not much to do but it was not boring. There was always something to gossip about, something new to discover or even to learn. The last days of summer passed quickly. Days became pleasantly colder but still warm. Autumn came suddenly and the trees shifted from the usual green to goldens, reds and oranges. It brought much excitement to the first years. Their flying lessons happened and it was a glaring success. Some discovered their love for being in the air and some found out they would rather stay firmly on the ground. Jasmine was firmly in the first category and she could not stop gushing about flying. Kol liked listening to her be so excited about something. The only things she was so invested in were dancing and magic so it was a pleasant surprise to discover something new about his daughter. And she deserved to have time when she was allowed and encouraged to be a child with normal childhood affairs. He made a note to himself to buy Jas a broom for Christmas. She wouldn’t be able to fly in their home in London, but Kol had enough properties around the world that at least one would be out of sight and allow her to have some fun. If he was to be honest, he needed to admit that she was very good and confident in the air. There was not a stunt she could not try, not a trick was hard enough for her. In the air, she seemed much more relaxed and there was such a beautiful sense of freedom around her. He could not ignore that. Neville, who seemed to be a package deal now, was the exact opposite. He was scared of flying and if Jasmine wasn’t there to stop him from taking off during their practice, he would be hurt on his very first time on a broom. And yes. Jasmine and Neville were even closed than before. Not that Kol minded their easy friendship. They both seemed much happier when together and it was obvious they were good for each other. Jasmine was making the blonde boy more confident and open whereas Neville was holding Jas back from more chaotic behavior and was staving off the loneliness. Jasmine even convinced the boy to go run with her and the rest of the Slytherins in the mornings and three times a week Neville joined Jasmine in self-defense practices and dancing. And it seemed to do wonders to the timid boy who started to walk more surely and with less tension. When coupled with his better grades in practical lessons, Neville could be mistaken for a very different child than the one he was at first. And it was a good change. At least he looked happier. Kol wasn’t there for all of their classes as he often preferred to join older years to just listen to the lectures, but there were a few he attended without exception. Kol always joined them for Potions and Defense  Against the Dark Arts. The first was not surprising at all and Jasmine understood this at once. What she was visibly baffled about was the reason why he was there for DADA. For Kol, Quirrell was just suspicious. He had obviously fake stutter and the stench around him was of rotting corpses and sickness. Sometimes, when Jasmine wasn’t looking he was looking at her with a very disturbing stare. His senses told him that the cowardly teacher was hiding something and that he was a danger to his daughter. Kol wasn’t one to ignore his instincts and so he did his best to always be there when Jasmine had any contact with said teacher. On the other hand, Snape was not improving and Kol went to many lessons with different years and different houses. Kol even decided to sacrifice an entire afternoon to watch the man grade essays and he was not fair with this aspect either. It was subtle and hard to notice unless someone was paying attention. And so Kol wondered. Should he get rid of him? It wouldn’t be hard to do. But something told him it was not the best idea, not yet. There was more to the story and until he knew what it was he would wait. At least Snape was ignoring Jasmine now, for the most part. It seemed that the dour man was uncomfortable with the way Jas was challenging him all the time to see her for who she is. It was a curiosity, though.

Kol liked living at Hogwarts. Some would think it was not his style and they would be correct for the most part. And yet, magic and easy access to information were enough to keep him interested and content in the situation he found himself in. Being with his daughter was a big factor as well. And she was doing good too. Slytherin was good for her. And though some students weren’t fond of her she found people who liked her well enough. She also wasn’t standing out in a bad way from the crowd, which was good. Being an outcast was never easy and she managed to avoid it. Somehow, her being in the Slytherin house didn’t hurt her chances to make friends with other students. He was afraid that it would happen because he discovered that witches and wizards were a prejudiced bunch in all aspects of life but it turned out alright. His undead life was content. To be truly happy he would need the rest of his family without them fighting and it would be all good. Maybe he would have his wishes answered in the future. It would be nice to be a real family. A man could hope, after all. *** The darkness covered the hallways of Hogwarts and the only source of light were windows that allowed moonlight in. The silence was deafening as portraits were sleeping soundly and ghosts weren’t interested in that part of the magnificent castle. In the cover of the night, three young troublemakers were sneaking around the school. Their whispered conversation was the only thing heard on the fourth floor where the most used corridor in the school was situated. Students were using it often to shorten their way between classes and teachers usually needed to cross it during their patrol shifts. It was Fred’s idea to begin with and where Fred goes, George would go as well. Luck would have it that the boys wanted to spend some quality time with their favorite snakeling and so Jasmine was invited along. It was nothing really nefarious, just some harmless fun. With the help of runes, twins were able to create a boundary line that would bewitch everyone who crossed it. It was invisible and could be adjusted to do a variety of things. One of the most beautiful things about the border was its delayed effect and unpredictable outcomes. ‘Are you sure it won’t backfire on anyone?’ Jasmine whispered to George when he showed her the complete array of symbols they planned to hide on the wall in hard to access place. ‘Nah. It’s programmed to do only ten harmless things.’ the boy explained and looked around to make sure that no one would see them. ‘Don’t worry Jazzy, there are only a few spells that would disturb people speaking, some that would make people walk in patterns and the one that would make someone fart or belch in the most unfortunate of moments. Nothing serious.’ Fred added with a delighted expression. ‘And it would wear off after two hours, so not to worry.’ George patted her on the shoulder with an easy smile. ‘If you are sure.’ she nodded and took the parchment from the one closest to her. ‘And you want me to scribble it near the ceiling?’ she confirmed. The boys looked at each other and then at her. ‘Yeah… We’ll levitate you and hold you steady. You’re smaller and weigh less than we so it’ll be easier to keep you in the air.’ Fred shrugged and took out his wand. ‘And you couldn’t do it on brooms?’ she was skeptical but allowed him to raise her into the air. ‘It would be much harder in the hallways.’ George snorted. ‘And we would need to sneak into our Quidditch lockers.’ ‘They could catch us red-handed!’ Fred agreed wholeheartedly. She gave them a look and placed her hand on the wall to steady herself. She hummed and tested her position to see how unsteady she was. ‘Right. I can start drawing.’ she informed her companions and took out a chalk marker from her pocket. It was not permanent and would wash out without problems with just water. They didn’t want to do anything that could damage the ancient castle after all. ‘Just be careful with copying it down!’ George whispered seriously before hiding himself in a good observing point. He was serving as their lookout before he and Fred would change who was levitating her. They had a plan if anyone would go this way. Fred was hidden behind a statue and would keep her in the air if needed. George was hidden in his place as well. And Jasmine was donned in black to make sure that shadows would conceal her from the sight of the unaware. Even her curls were hidden under a black beanie.So yeah, they were prepared. Jasmine concentrated on her task and with precision started to copy the runes on the wall. It was a slow process. One mistake could end rather badly which was the reason why she was taking her time. Not that it was all that long anyway. Only a few minutes before the twins changed positions and moved her to the opposite wall. Soon their prank was all set up. Giggling they scurried away in the direction of the dungeons.\After all, Fred and George wouldn’t let her go alone into the territory of the greasy bat. *** Slytherin common room was quiet and the only ones there were some older students and two first years in the corner. No one was paying them any attention, just like they liked it. Theo and Jasmine were hunched over a book Eva sent to the redhead just today. Most people wouldn’t be interested in the topic said book discussed but the two liked what they were learning and discussing. Unsurprisingly it was a copy of an old journal from the wizard who lived with the royal family from France in the early XII century. He was describing his life with the king and his family and how it was to be one of his advisors. Both Theo and Jasmine were doing notes on the sticky paper and were placing it in appropriate places. ‘…and you’d think it strange to be so close to the muggles, right?’ Theo muttered under his breath. Jas grimaced and looked at her friend. ‘Not really?’ she offered. ‘They are just people too. Different than us, sure. But still people.’ she shrugged and looked at the book before them. His sharp eyes were glued to the girl next to him like he wanted to know what she was thinking and where her ideas came from. Jasmine ignored it with determination, even if she was quite uncomfortable under the scrutiny. ‘So you wouldn’t mind being friends with a muggle?’ he asked incredulously. She paused for a moment and bit the inside of her cheek when she was gathering her thoughts. ‘It doesn’t matter what you are but who you are.’ she said firmly and sighed. ‘You don’t know if someone isn’t a treasure waiting to be discovered.’ He seemed contemplative when listening to her opinion. It was a good sign. ‘Maybe.’ he grumbled under his breath. *** She and Neville were in the greenhouse. Neville wanted to help Professor Sprout with repotting some of the more rare specimens in the Hogwarts collection and Jasmine tagged along as most of their other friends were busy doing their own things. Not that Jasmine minded, not really. She liked spending time with her godbrother and Herbology wasn’t that bad. And a friendship was never a one-way thing. If Neville could learn how to fight with her, dance with her until they toppled over laughing and giggling, she could spend some quiet quality time in the greenhouses. It was a new thing for her. Friendship was completely alien to her, strange and exciting. At the Dursleys, she had some people she hung out with but this thing with others around her was on another level altogether. She hoped to have friends when she was younger and now, she had some wonderful people around her. Which she was glad and thankful about. It was better than she imagined. ‘Why are you smiling like that?’ the blonde boy with her asked her softly and she looked at him. ‘Just thinking…’ she chuckled and gently placed more soil around the plants they were repotting. ‘Something nice?’ he inquired with curiosity. She blushed in embarrassment because it was a little silly to contemplate friendship and how it is to have people you care about… But it was Neville. Gentlest, the kindest boy in the entirety of Hogwarts. ‘I’m just happy to have friends.’ she shares with him, suddenly shy. ‘You are my first friend my age, one I made on my own. And others are great too. It’s silly.’ she mumbled and looked away. For a moment Neville was silent and he just looked at her with his big, innocent eyes. But then he smiled at her, one of his sweet, kind and sunny smiles. ‘Do you want to hear a secret?’ he asked like he wanted to share some big secret with her. ‘Um… yeah.’ ‘You are my first friend too. And I’m glad to have you and others with me too.’ So maybe Neville understood. She smiled at him with so much gratefulness she could barely contain. *** It was the middle of the night and she could not sleep. The nightmares were keeping her up and her papa went to check on his brothers, so she was alone for the moment. Every time she fell asleep she could see either the blood from the time when Eva was turned into a vampire or green light, pain and screams that turned her blood into ice. She was unnaturally cold and she could not stop her shivers. She was on the verge of tears and she wanted it all to stop. Suddenly the walls of her dormitory were suffocating and she wanted out. She grabbed one of the softest blankets she owned, took the book her dad left her before he died, she put on her warmest socks and with light steps she descended into the common room. It was nearly empty and at night it looked much scarier than during the day and when other students were milling around. Shadows seemed to be dancing in the faint light the fireplace was giving off. The silence was empty and uncomfortable. She wrapped herself tighter with her blanket. And then she saw him in the armchair before the fire. Blaise didn’t look good. His eyes stared blankly at the flames and there were deep purple shadows under his eyes like he couldn’t sleep. His skin was clammy and coated in a thin layer of cold sweat. And there was no trace of his usual sharp grin. Carefully she moved to sit next to him and he looked at her startled. For a moment they just stared at each other and she could see him noticing her messy, damp hair, the tear tracks, the shivers that wouldn’t leave her shoulders. And then there was understanding flooding his chocolate eyes before he looked at the fireplace again. Gently she sat next to him and he tensed but relaxed when she offered him to sit under her blanket with her. After a moment of hesitation, he accepted the offer and allowed her to lean on him. His arm circled around her with uncertainty, but she relaxed. It didn’t take long before they started to get warmer. They didn’t need to talk but the presence of the other was comforting. The silence was less deafening and the night less scary. They had their battles to fight and it was easier with someone anchoring you to reality. ‘My mum is not a good person.’ he whispered suddenly and she knew she needed to stay quiet. If she interrupted him now, he would never talk about it again. ‘She would never hurt me, but I saw her hurting others. I can’t stop seeing it in my dreams.’ he confessed nearly inaudibly and she would not hear it if not for her more accurate hearing. She decided to share some of her nightly terrors in turn. ‘I killed someone in self-defense.’ she said quietly. ‘He was a vampire and killed a man working at my school. He nearly killed my teacher too. There are nights when all I can see is blood.’ her words were mumbled. ‘Sometimes I can hear the screams of my mum when she died. And there’s so much green and so much pain.’ He shuddered and breathed heavily next to her. Soon she could smell salt and felt as his tears have fallen on her shoulder. She sniffed from time to time as well. They didn’t say anything about if it was good or bad. They just keep each other company until the early morning hours. They parted ways with a new sense of companionship and a shared secret that kept them closer than before. They would keep each other secrets safe. *** Hannah and Susan decided that the girls deserved to have one day to themselves. One without boys and without studying. With permission from Professor Sprout, they kidnapped Jasmine from breakfast on one of the October Saturdays and lead her straight into Hufflepuff’s common room. It was warm and decorated with cozy browns and yellows. Plants seemed to be a big part of the room and it smelt amazing in the entire place. The temperature was quite warm but not hot enough to be uncomfortable. On one of the tables, pitchers with warm drinks stood and the aroma from them made Jasmine think she was in some café. Both girls dragged the Slytherin in their midst into the dormitory belonging to first years where a mountain of sweets and snacks was waiting for them. There were also things like brushes, some makeup and various creams and concoctions used to make oneself more beautiful. Jasmine never needed to use any of it. Her papa was not overly concerned about beauty when he took her from the Dursleys and Eva didn’t spend enough time living with Jasmine to catch up on the fact that the young girl could like to pamper herself after all her years with her relatives. Of course, Jas knew what most of it was. She was not stupid and she saw aunt Petunia use many products like these but the youngest Mikaelson family member was never allowed to touch any of them. The most she could use to keep care of herself was a shampoo and a cheap conditioner that made her curls less of a frizz coupled with a plain bar of soap. So when Hannah told her they would have their own spa day Jasmine was out of her comfort zone but her friends just exchanged pointed looks behind her back and started commandeering their oblivious company. They took care of their hair and their skins before starting on their nails. Despite the first uncomfortable moments Jasmine relaxed soon enough and they were joking and giggling together about many topics. The most notable topic they discussed was of course about boys. Fortunately, it was not the usual boy talk as they were way too young for that. What they were doing was complaining about them. ‘And Zachariah is always so rude!’ grumbled Susan with a scowl. ‘When we were meant to work together on the assignment Professor Flitwick gave us he thought he was not listening at all when I tried to tell him he was wrong. And so we were given only an Acceptable for the day. And he told me it was my fault!’ ‘Yeah, I’m glad I could work with Justin instead.’ Hannah agreed but didn’t look up from where she was painting Jasmine’s nails. ‘He wasn’t so bad but he talks a lot when he should be working.’ ‘And who you worked with Jas?’ Susie asked and wiggled her fingers at her. ‘I worked with Theo, which was good. We work together well.’ she smiled at her only female friends. ‘But Draco was insufferable after that because he needed to work with Pansy and he tried his best to escape her and I was the only decent option left.’ she snorted and the girls giggled. Pansy was a very specific girl and it was hard to get along with her most of the time. When coupled with her crush on the blonde boy, she could become insufferable in an instant. Especially when she was with Draco. ‘He didn’t do anything, did he?’ Hannah wanted to know. ‘Nah, he was just complaining very loudly after the lesson. Enough that Marcus Flint from the Quidditch team told him to shut up.’ They erupted into fresh bouts of giggles. It was a very nice day after all. *** Hogwarts was an enchanting place where kids could grow and learn. Friendships bloomed and rivalries started among the most unlikely of people. It’s a place where young people start to be independent and gain experience in how to deal with everyday problems. Days at Hogwarts passed by slowly, but it was never boring. Kol would be eternally grateful for the safe-haven his daughter found in the thick walls of the school she found herself in. And he would be forever thankful for seeing his little princess bloom in the company of other kids who liked her for who she was and never judged her for her quirks. Too bad their peaceful life was not meant to last.'
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