Her parents, more of her dad, were furious at her… They didn't want her... Her father couldn't take it. He labeled her as a monster, a freak.

Her own father figure, one of the few people she was allowed to love shut her out. All he wanted to get rid of the nuisance, the annoying and dangerous little girl making up stories after hurting herself. 'It was the monsters'. She hurt herself and blamed it on the invisible creatures.

That's when his salvation came.

It was an old man, tall and thin, silver-haired, with a flowing beard, and in ridiculous costume.

It didn't seem much at first.

"What do you want?" the father asked.

"You're the father of Jodie Holmes?" the old man asked.

"SH! Don't say her name, she might hear you and come down." The father hissed. "What do you want with it?"

"It?" the man questioned.

"It. The monster. Jodie Holmes," her father growled in anger.

"Yes, I would like to speak with her," the old man said.

"For what? Did she get out again?" her father demanded in worry. "She isn't supposed to leave the house!"

"No. I have reason to believe she has magic." The man stated. The father looked at him like he was mad, and with a quick gesture, invited the old man inside.

"Susan!" the father called. A woman walked from the kitchen, and smiled at the old man. "Come in…"

"Dumbledore. Professor Dumbledore," the man introduced himself.

"What's going on Philip?" Susan asked.

"This man, he wants to talk to her," Philip said, expressing both fear and hatred in the word her.

"Jodie?" the woman once again gave a warm smile, as though she loved the name, the sound of it, and who it belonged to.

"Yes. Tell me; has anything strange happen around her?" Dumbledore asked.

"Strange? Strange!? She's a monster!" Philip shouted.

"Philip, she's just a little girl!" Susan cried in horror.

"Things happen around her, Mr. Dumbledore. It isn't normal… She blames it on her imaginary friend. She choked a little boy, she…" Dumbledore silenced Philip.

"May I see her?" Dumbledore asked. Philip eyed him uncertainly before nodding.

"If she hurts you, it's not on us." Philip said, pointing to the stairs.

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A girl, around the age of probably ten or eleven, was sitting in her bedroom. She had dark brown hair and a mysterious look in her eyes. When Dumbledore entered, she was staring at the ceiling with a bored look on her face.

"Are you Jodie Holmes?" Dumbledore asked. Jodie shot up, as if she didn't notice Dumbledore enter the room.

"Who are you? Another person to call me a freak? Dangerous?" Jodie demanded, with hatred and fear in every word she said.

"No. I am Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry." He introduced himself.

Jodie's eyes softened, although still had unhappiness flickering in her eyes. "Philip told you to get me, didn't he? He wants the monster out of his house?" Jodie asked, getting up. "He thinks I'm dangerous and evil. I'm the monster."

"You talk about your father by his first name?" Dumbledore questioned.

"He's not my father." Jodie growled. "He never was. He only tolerates me because of Mom."

"Your mother cares for you while your father hates you. Is your title of being a monster come from your powers?" Dumbledore inquired.

Jodie nodded.

"You have powers, and I think they might be magical." Dumbledore said.

"They aren't. Sir, it isn't me… its Aiden." Jodie explained.

"Aiden? Explain,"

"I can't…" Jodie trailed off. "I hate it. I hate him. I don't want Aiden, he's ruining my life!"

"Who is Aiden? A ghost?" Dumbledore asked.

"No. He's… He's just there. He always had been. Philip says it's my imagination. To stop making up such ridiculous stories, that I made it up when I was attacked. I get scared sometimes, about Aiden. I dread having the door closed and that's when the lights flicker. Then the monsters come out." Jodie said. "It happened a lot when I was little. Aiden helped me. He's like a devil sometimes, but he saves me. When a boy shoved a snowball in my face, Aiden helped. He nearly killed the boy. He's my not-so imaginary friend. I'm the only one who can see him."

"What does he look like?" Dumbledore asked.

"I can't explain. He's just like energy, a shapeless form. We're connected through a tether." Jodie continued.

"I wasn't sure about your powers." Dumbledore said. "Can you show him to me?"

"How about you? You're a wizard, right? I'll show you Aiden if you show me your magic." Jodie looked at Dumbledore. He pulled out a wand, and waved it around. A fire appeared at Jodie's desk, which was followed by a scream from Jodie. The fire went out, and the desk was undamaged.

"There. Can you show me Aiden?" Dumbledore asked. Jodie nodded, and the lamp by her bed flickered on and off. The papers on her desk fell off, and the shades went down.

"That's enough Aiden." Jodie commanded, and it stopped.

"Aiden… You tell him what to do, and he does it?" Dumbledore implied.

"That's what Nathan said." Jodie replied coldly. "If he was right, he wouldn't have been forced to give me up, screaming and raving to let him talk to the dead. Cole would still be alive. I wouldn't be stuck here. Philip only lets me stay for my mom's sake, but when I came back, he doesn't even hide the fact he fears me."

Dumbledore took a moment to process the information.

Jodie was only eleven years old, yet her father calls her a monster. A freak of nature, therefore she was never allowed to be with others. She has an entity that killed a man and drove another mentally insane. And Dumbledore was positive that Jodie was hurting and terrified. Nobody she knew was like her.

She was alone, afraid, and wants her own friends that don't fear her. She has been left to isolation because of her powers.

Much like a boy her own age.

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Well, first chapter over and done with. I love the plot of Beyond: Two Souls huge fan, along with Harry Potter, so I made them into a crossover. There should be way more crossovers with Beyond though.

See you later!