My first story :) Please be nice....Kinda something random that popped into my head..

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~Dobbee~

The Gryffindor common room was rather quiet. The stained glass window perched right above the fire place was foggy, and you could barley make out the shapes flying across the Quidditch feild.
Two colors were zooming across it, a serpent green and red. Of course, Lily Evans had more important things to do that to watch Quidditch in the pouring rain. She'd rather not have to subject to the insufferable James Potter out on the field, ruffling his hair every damned second he zoomed on his broom. She had better things to do.

She was inside the common room, instead, reading in a massive arm chair that was twice her size. There was a table in front of her, with a piece of unwritten parchment and a quill. The fire was crackling merrily and the pictures on the wall seemed rather festive. Lily was so abosorbed in her book she didn't notice the sudden change in atmosphere.

The fire turned an amazing green. Hissing and crackling, sparks arose from it, violently shooting in the air. Curls of smoke rose and coiled, and then two figures were spurt out of it, covering the rug in ash and soot. "Ooof.." The two soot covered people were jumbled in a heap on top of each other.

"Harry, you prat," said a female voice, as she got up and tried to dust herself off, leaving ash all over the carpet.

"I thought you knew how to travel by Floo Powder!" The second figure, which was tall and lanky, murmered incoherently, "S'not my fault, Ginny..."

Ginny, the girl, got up and appraised her surroundings. "At least you got us back to the common room."

Harry, the other figure, wiped his glasses with the hem of his robes to reveal vivid green eyes. Harry was about to retort to this, when he was awestruck by something. "What's wrong, Harry?" Asked Ginny, resting her hands on her hips. "Ginny, look at-" What Harry was so awestruck about, Ginny never knew, because they were intterupted by a huge crowed that had paraded into the common room. The portrait swung open and all the Gryffindors had clustered together, carrying two people. They were wearing Quidditch robes of red and gold,
holding their broomsticks proudly and vainly in the air.

"Go, Go, Gryffindor!" The cheer was thundering through the common room, in unison.

The two people who were being held up hopped down and grinned to eachother. They were both about fifteen,
and had dark hair. One had an air of ignorance hanging around him, with tousled brown hair and a proud grin. The other had messy brown hair, a cocky smile, and hazel eyes. "Sirius we did it!" said one of them.

"Dad?" Harry whispered in awe, only Ginny hearing.

They both jumped when they heard a voice behind them. "Prats. Ignorant, Vulgar prats..." And there was Lily Evans,
standing near her desk of parchment, which had been stained by spilled ink. For Harry, this took some time to soak in. Ginny came to help her, but was jerked away by Harry, who had pulled her back just in time, "Harry!" She retorted,
but never finished her sentence. James and Sirius had hollered, "Oi! NEW KIDS! Front and center!"

They were about to go obligingly, when Lily Evans interjected. She took a stance that reminded Harry of Mrs. Weasley.
Her eyes were exact duplicates of Harry's, except hers looked more intimidating at this point. She said to them,
"Don't listen to them, you dont have to do what those," she stared at Sirius and James, "prats tell you to do."

"I'm Lily, You must be the new ones." She smiled at them but her face became confused when she looked at Harry.
"James?" She whispered, confused.

James, on the other hand, had ambled over, accompanied by a mousy boy, and an intelligent tired boy. "Ah Evans,"
he said throwing his arm around her shoulder, "Looks like you've finally started day dreaming about me." Lily rolled her eyes, shrugged his hand off her shoulder, and slapped him smartly across the face.

James was rubbing his sore spot, smirking, when they all looked at Harry and Ginny. The mousy one, Peter, had said incredulously, "Oi! You look like James!" "Of course he does, that's why we're staring at him Wormtail!" Sirius said, thumping across the head.

"Um..er, see about that," But before Harry could finish his stuttering explanation, James said, "Another admirer,
they never leave me alone." Harry was suprised at his fathers ego, wether he was joking or not.

"Stop filling your head with hot air, Potter, you have enough of it. He's obviously a distant relative." Harry nodded absurdly, saying "Um yeah, I think on my mom's side..."

Meanwhile, Sirius was trying to flirt with Ginny. He kept smiling charmingly at her, while Ginny just looked disgusted.
She shoved him away, and under her breath she muttered, "And I thought he was like a second dad. Ugh."

"Oi, Lils, what's the hold up?" A couple had descended down the stairs, both holding hands. Harry and Ginny looked into the familiar pudgy faces, grinning broadly. They nodded towards James, "Great catch today! We're so much closer to the Quidditch Cup!" and then turned to Harry and Ginny.

Lily introduced them, "This is Alice and Frank, they're in their sixth year." After that there was an awkward pause.

"Where's Dumbledore? I mean, he is, er, headmaster still, right?" Stammered Harry, who was red in the face. He had to see Dumbledore.

"Of course he's headmaster you bloke." Sniggered Sirius.

Harry was suddenly being dragged away by Ginny, and he glanced at the faces of Sirius and James who were smirking at the way Harry was being pushed around. "Oi, Gin, don't take me as if you own me." Ginny rolled her eyes impatiently at his sudden controlling mode. She kissed him lightly and said, "I'm sorry," without any real remorse.

~~~~~ Btw- there are some kinks in the story...I'm using Notepad b/c I dont have Word installed on this computer. If you see one, just point it out to me and I'll

try to fix it :) thanks