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Jemma Potter sat in the Great Hall next to her cousin as she listened to the graduation speeches which were fairly decent this year. She had chosen an outfit that she knew her mother, and probably her aunt and uncle, would disapprove of, but her mother wasn't there. In fact, Jemma didn't invite...

Jemma heard someone yell hello from the front door, so she answered back. "In here!" she called, hoping they would just follow the sound of the music. It was only a few moments before several people arrived though the redhead really only knew one of them. Athena had been her roommate for the...

Jemma Potter knew Jacob Kingsley's house like the back of her hand, having spent almost as much time in it growing up as she had her own. It had always been one of her favorite places, so when Lyra had run off and Carter's problem was discovered, Jemma had moved in with Aunt Cyndi and Uncle Cam...

Jemma smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "No. I don't know. Maybe someone will claim it later. Or maybe it's just a nice surprise." she said to the other girl.

Jemma smiled at the girl as she accepted the rose. "Thank you." she said. The redhead laughed as she read the simple note. There was no denying that Jake was her favorite cousin as well. Really, he was more like her brother. She had been living with his family for the last two years.

Even though Jemma had decided not to participate in school quidditch this year, she still spent a large part of her time on the Quidditch pitch. She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around, curious. "Yes, that's me." she told a younger girl that she didn't know.

Jemma looked at the younger girl with surprise as she handed her a pink rose with no note. "No idea who sent it?" she asked. "Pink means a crush?" she asked, amused at the idea. She had no idea who would have sent her such a rose. Maybe someone would clue her in later.

Jemma tended to mind her own business. She wasn’t unfriendly, but she didn’t go out of her way to make friends. There weren’t many people in the world she actually trusted, and too many friends meant more possibilities for people to leave her. Jemma was sitting in the student lounge reading when...

Jemma's face broke out into a grin as Patrick caught sight of her. "Thanks! You look great, too." she said brightly as she took in his appearance in a tux. "Absolutely. Let's go." she said confidently, slipping her arm through his. Christmas was Jemma's least favorite holiday, maybe even more so...

This Yule ball marked a first for Jemma Potter. She actually had a date with someone that she liked. She'd only met Patrick a few weeks ago, but she liked spending time with him, and that was enough for her to agree to be his date. Because they were in different houses, Jemma had suggested they...

Jemma's face blushed slightly as he asked about Harry Potter and if she knew him. It was always such an odd question for her. Luckily, her uncle seemed to be more famous in New Zealand then Harry Potter. Still, the Gryffindor nodded her head at the question. "Well, yes. He's my grandfather...

Jemma could see why her statement would be confusing since she was practicing with the snitch, but she wasn't a seeker for the house team. The red head's mouth turned upwards in the corners. "No. I meant chaser. I'm not an alternate. I just don't play seeker for the school. I prefer it, but my...

Jemma grinned as Jessica failed to score. She darted forward to catch the falling quaffle before putting it back in play. She tucked it under her arm as she flew back down the pitch. Jemma tossed the quaffle through the far left hoop. She cheered as it went through.

Jemma had walked down to the pitch early with Jacob. She was proud of her cousin for being the team captain, and she always looked forward to practices. After all, they were so much more interesting than classes. She hated classes. In fact, she'd skip them all together if she didn't think her...

Jemma laughed. "She doesn't know you are matching? Aren't you afraid she will be annoyed?" the redhead asked, knowing that her sister was annoyed any time Jemma had tried to match her in the past. She'd never like to match costumes. The Gryffindor girl shrugged her shoulders at Onyx's question...

Jemma smiled at the boy as he told her she pulled it together well. “Thank you.” she said. As the boy kept talking, she figured it out as to who it was behind the mask. Only one person would call Jake by that nickname. Jemma hadn’t ever spent much time with Onyx but she knew Sapphire, and Jacob...

Jemma laughed at the boy’s joke. She thought she knew the voice but she still couldn’t place it. She nodded her head as he called her costume cute, not scary. “Yeah, I decided to come at the last minute and this is all I could throw together. Maybe I’ll try scary next year.” she said with a...

Jemma didn’t easily scare. In fact, things that scared most people, tended to make her laugh. Last break, her muggle grandfather had gotten her hooked on old muggle horror films which was just one more reason why Halloween was her most favorite holiday. Jemma noticed the guy in the werewolf...

Jemma had already been on the pitch at least a half hour when she noticed someone else on the ground. He was waving and shouting at her, but she couldn’t hear what he said. She flew down quickly, lcatching the later half of what the boy said. Jemma grinned at him as he apologized in advance if...