Summary: Broken by her past, Josephine moves to Ohio to start all over. But what happens when romance comes into the picture? Will she finally be able to heal or will her past rule her?

Disclaimer: I do not own this – the owners and writer of Glee and Harry Potter do. Credit to Avril Lavigne for the song Slipped Away.

Without You

Chapter 1

Slipped Away

The school seemed to be just the regular stereotypical Muggle high school. However, to Josephine, the school was another reminder of all those she had lost. From the loss of her parents when she was only a year and a half old; to when she was seventeen and her boyfriend Cedric had died in her arms on a bloody battlefield – she had lost so many. With a deep breath Josephine walked further into the school but something stopped her. Beautiful voices melded together as one with background voices providing another layer to the song.

Curiously, she headed towards the direction of the voices. Inside the classroom a group of no more 20 sang and danced to the song she remembered from one of the dances she and Cedric had attended before the war affected the students at Hogwarts. It was a Muggle song she had once heard on the radio at her aunt and uncles house – Someone like you by Adele. She soon found herself humming along with the song. Without warning the voices went silent. Joe opened her eyes to see the group starring at her. A blush spread across her face.

"Who are you?" the girl, who had been singing lead, demanded. Joe starred at the girl with owl eyes.

"Josephine Potter," She answered the girl. "But I go by Joe. Why?"

"Because you shouldn't be spying on us," the girl informed her exasperated.

"I was under the impression that this was a club here at this school," Joe commented confused.

"Was I wrong?" The girl looked startled and another girl with short blonde hair stepped forward.

"Yes, we are," the blonde girl said. "We are the Glee club. Our group is called New Directions." Joe cocked her head in thought.

"That's cool," Joe commented lightly. "Do you guys sing every day?"

"Yes, why?" the man, who looked to be the teacher, answered. Joe let a smile spread across her face.

"That's brilliant," Joe said with a grin. "I am actually here to check out clubs to sponsor. I think I will hang out to see if I wish to sponsor the New Directions."

"That's amazing," the demanding girl from earlier squealed. "Could you sing something for us?"

"I would love to," Joe answered. She placed her purse on the ground and headed over to the band. She informed them of her song choice and waited for the song to start up.

"Na na, na na na, na na," Joe began.

"I miss you, miss you so bad

I don't forget you, oh it's so sad

I hope you can hear me

I remember it clearly

The day you slipped away

Was the day I found it won't be the same

Oh

Na na na na na na na

I didn't get around to kiss you

Goodbye on the hand

I wish that I could see you again

I know that I can't

Oh

I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly

The day you slipped away

Was the day I found it won't be the same

Oh

I had my wake up

Won't you wake up

I keep asking why

And I can't take it

It wasn't fake

It happened, you passed by

Now you are gone, now you are gone

There you go, there you go

Somewhere I can't bring you back

Now you are gone, now you are gone

There you go, there you go,

Somewhere you're not coming back

The day you slipped away

Was the day I found it won't be the same no..

The day you slipped away

Was the day that I found it won't be the same oh...

Na na, na na na, na na

I miss you."

She allowed a moment of silence before she picked up her purse and left. Soon she made it out of the doors completely. As she buckled herself into her seat and started the car, she realized no one had come after her.


"You want me to sponsor your cheerios?" Joe asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Of course," Sue informed her. "The cheerios deserve the best."

"Your team has not won anything recently; in fact, your team is so far behind in being even considered competition that the judges I've talked to seem to think that you are stuck in the 50s with your routines," Joe informed her.

"In fact, I've even asked a few national judges what they've thought about your group and the only good thing that could say about your group was that you've won past medals." Sue gaped at her.

"Tell me, what is my reason to support a team that doesn't even have the potential to win?" Sue continued to gap at her. "That's what I thought." She titled her head. "Now scatter. I have other people to talk to." A dumbfounded Sue left the women's office. Joe was poking at a bunch of scattered paper clips to push them into a pile when the door whined. Joe looked up to see the teacher from the day before.

"Nice to see you again, Mr…," Joe trailed off when she realized she didn't know his name.

"Mr. Schuster," He said in response. "But you can call me Will."

"Excellent," Joe said. "Why don't you take a seat?" Will sat down and placed his briefcase next to his chair. "I suppose you are here because of the announcement." Will looked sheepish but nodded.

"The New Directions have great talent," Will confidently tried to explain to her. "They have great potential but they are literally the underdogs and it's cost us."

"I know," Joe said as she pulled out a thick file. "I talked to all the judges and anyone I could find to see what their opinions were on your groups' potential." She paused a moment.

"They loved your group but have had to go with other groups because your group needs more one on one training as a little tweaking with a working as a group." She handed him the thick file. "This is all the information I got from those I talked to…it's already in my computer so you can just take it with you to use as notes for future performances."

"Are you going to sponsor us?" Will daringly asked.


"Today our subject of the week will be kindness or if you want to get more detailed – charity," Will said as he walked into the room. Will faltered slightly when he noticed Joe off to the side watching them. Will pulled his eyes away from Joe. "I also have an announcement to make."

"Did you propose to Ms. Pillsbury?"

"You're going to be a daddy!"

"You've one a million dollars?"

"You've been cast in a Broadway musical?"

The voices mixed together and overlapped so much that soon the words were no longer discernible. Just as Will was about to give a shout, a sharp whistle cut through the air. Will whipped his head to the location of the side to see it was coming from behind him – Joe. She gave him a smile and gestured for him to continue.

"The big news is that we have a sponsor," Will informed them. Just as they were all about to talk, Will held up a hand. "Our generous sponsor is none other than our visitor from yesterday – Josephine Potter!"