Recent content by Jennifer Moore

Jennifer was strangely happy today. Usually she just felt happy, but today she was very happy. She didn't have a clue why she was so happy, she just was. So far, Jennifer had been free of all the drama, which she was quite pleased about. But she had a niggling feeling that she wanted drama in...

Jennifer shrugged. "Huh, I might have seen you in class or something." she decided. "I'm J-Jennifer." she said. Her stutter was getting better, but it wasn't quite gone. "It's Christmas, I decided to have breakfast early. Beat the rush." Jen said with a small laugh.

Jennifer stopped walking and peered curiously at the boy. "Uh... Hi." she said, her brown eyes focusing on Henric. She wondered what he was doing up so early on Christmas morning, she hadn't expected anyone else to be up yet. The Ravenclaw first year had been quite surprised when he had spoken...

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At Home

Need To Know Basis My Parents Named Me: Cassidy Abigail Moore. Jennifer was named in the orphanage she grew up in, knowing only her last name. I Currently Live With: Steve Hanson, a quirky twenty-seven year old. Steve makes sculptures out of used metal and other junk. His sister knew...

Finally exams were over, and the holidays had began. Christmas morning, and Jennifer was already out of her common room. Christmas wasn't exactly the happist day for her. Christmas morning a few years ago, Jennifer had woken up to the smell of smoke. A tragic day, she had lost both her foster...

"T-thank you." Jennifer said, glad that some people in this castle weren't looking like they'd kill her. So far she had broken a guitar and made enemies with some Slytherins. "N-no, I'll be f-fine." she said gratefully, heading the way to the lawn.

Oh, no! Poor Jennie! Jennifer was terrified of this new girl, she seemed to be friends with the girl with the broken guitar. Oh, no. She thought, hoping that the two girls wouldn't hurt her. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she whimpered, rushing around to pick up the bits of guitar. She scowled when...

Jennifer was afraid of this boy. But her sister's kitten scared her also, so that was't saying much. "S-shortcuts?" she stuttered. Maybe I should go looking for some, nobody will spot me then. she thought. She shrugged. "O-outside..." she said, still stuttering. Jennifer always stuttered when...

Jennifer was terrified that she had found herself with people talking to her. "J-Jennifer." she managed to say. "Y-Yes, I'm l-lost." she stuttered, talking to the purple-haired girl. What is this Glam Squad? Jenn wondered, she hadn't heard about it before. Oh, now she remembered. Those...

Jennifer dropped the books she had just picked up, and screamed. "I-I'm s-sorry!" she stuttered, backing away from the demented girl. "M-M-Maybe it c-ould be f-f-fixed?" Jen hadn't learnt the reparing charm yet, but it would probably be only a few weeks before she would learn it. A professor...

Jennifer peered out from behind the huge pile of books she was carrying. The coast was clear for now. Her bag had split, and she had no money for a new one. Her family certainly weren't coming through with the money, they still hated Jen for going to 'that freak school'. It wasn't her fault that...

"Oh, no! This is bad, this is very, very bad!" Jen muttered as she rushed around the enormous castle. "Why is it always me who gets lost!" she whispered to herself furiously, as she ran up and down staircases and through empty corridors. "Getting lost should be illegal." she sighed, stopping and...

Jennifer walked into the hall, shaking. She was more than a head shorter than everyone else in the room, but her bright red hair made her stand out from the crowd of black-clad students. "Moore, Jennifer." her name was called out. Before then, Jennifer was sure this was a big joke, but now she...