A/N: In this chapter… the whole thing about Harry Potter being the youngest Quidditch seeker in the century is not true.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters incorporated therewith.
"JAMES HENRY POTTER!!!!! YOU GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!!!!!" James opened his eyes and groaned. This definitely wasn't his method of waking up. He swung his legs over his bed and slipped his slippers on. He walked down the steps with a creak every now and then, wiping his eyes.
"Mum!!! I was gonna wake up anyways! Do you have to yell?" James came into the kitchen blinkingly rapidly due to the bright light on.
"I'm sorry dear. It's just that it's your first day at Hogwarts! You have to be ready early… you wouldn't want to miss the train would you?" His mother pushed him into a chair and threw some eggs and bacon on a plate.
"Calm down! I have plenty of time! It is six in the morning." The messy haired boy grabbed his fork and began poking at the food randomly. He wasn't in a particular mood for eating so early.
"Eat!!! You're going to need your energy. There's no way you're eating any of that junk on that food trolley on the train. You're dad will be down in a minute. Hurry, he's going to take you for some last minute things in Diagon Alley." Mrs. Potter ran up to James's room and rummaged through his dresser for something decent to wear. She found something suitable, but wasn't completely satisfied with it. She threw the clothes at James and told him to get dressed.
"Morning James! Ready for Diagon Alley?" Henry Potter looked just like James, except he had more of a blonde tint to his hair. Mr. Potter threw his jacket on and walked toward the fireplace.
"Yeah, dad. What are we going for anyways?" James quizzically asked his father, placing the plate of untouched food in the sink.
"You'll see! DIAGON ALLEY!" Mr. Potter went up in a fire of green flames.
"DIAGON ALLEY!" James went up too. He spun around in green flames until he exited on the Leaky Cauldron grate.
"Here we are. I want you to close your eyes until I tell you to open them." Mr. Potter bent down to James's height to make sure he did. Mr. Potter then grabbed James's hand and led him to the local Quidditch store. "You can open your eyes now!"
When James opened his eyes, he gasped. "Dad!!! You're going to buy me a broom?" He almost wet himself from excitement.
"Sure am! What kind do you want? They have the Comet two-sixty… or maybe the Shooting Star?" James chuckled at the look of delight on James's face.
"Could I really get the Shooting Star?" James's eyes went wide with even more delight.
"You sure can, son." Henry Potter put a reassuring pat on James's back. Mr. Potter went to pick up the Shooting Star and brought it to the counter.
"That will be 15 galleons, please." The witch at the register rang the broom up. "Oh, you also get a free Snitch with your purchase."
"Really? That's a bargain. Here you go 15 galleons." Henry Potter picked up the broom and Snitch and handed them to young James Potter.
James was tickled with excitement. He grasped the broom with his two hands and mounted it.
"Whoa son! Don't ride that thing in here; wait until you get into an open field first!" Henry ran to his son's side and grabbed the broom.
"Sorry dad. I forgot, I was just so filled with excitement, I guess it just got the better of me." James dismounted the broom and grabbed for the Snitch in its case. He opened the case and watched the golden mass fly out, twitching to have freedom. But, James had a better reaction time than he or the Snitch had thought. He grabbed if before it even got an inch away from the box.
"Wow, James! You're definitely going to be Seeker on your house team with that kind of reaction!" Henry was astonished at his son's reaction. He looked down at his watch, "Oh, better get back to the house to make sure you've packed everything properly. Come on then!"
"Remus John Lupin! Don't you dare do that to me again! I thought you would have to miss your first day at Hogwarts!" Mrs. Lupin collapsed on her bed in fright. Remus had pretended he still had his werewolf instincts and walked in on his mother, foaming at the mouth.
"Sorry mum couldn't resist!" Remus was laughing on the floor. He finally got up after about 5 minutes, wiping his eyes from laughing so hard. "Why do I have to go to this stupid school anyways?"
"Remus! You should be thankful Headmaster Dumbledore is even allowing you to go to Hogwarts in your condition!" Kelly Lupin wagged a finger at her son.
"Yeah, yeah. Let me just make sure I have everything ready for the first day." Remus walked into his room and opened his trunk, "Let me see… got my books, robes, ties, socks, underwear, wand, owl, cauldron, potions set, quills, parchment, hat, gloves, winter cloak, brass scales, telescope, and set of crystal phials. All right then, all set." Remus closed his trunk and grabbed his cauldron and owl and walked down the stairs.
"Look at you! You look so handsome carrying your Hogwarts things!" Mrs. Lupin started to cry at the sight of her only son carrying his things for school.
"God mum, you act like I'm bloody going to marry someone or something. Would you just calm down for a moment, so I can at least leave the house without feeling awkward for once?" Remus placed his things on the ground while he sat down for some breakfast, "Ugh! What the bloody hell is this stuff?" The werewolf boy stared at a glob of green mess on his plate. He poked at it cautiously, expecting it to come alive and jump out at him any moment.
"Its broccoli, wheat grass, green beans, peas, and lima beans all mixed up. It's really healthy for you! Eat up!" Mrs. Lupin pointed at the different shades of green explaining what they were, and then she went to go water her plants out back.
"Parents, they're so clueless." Remus took the green glob and threw it out the window. It landed on some old food from a few weeks back.
"Are we really?" Darrell Lupin walked into the kitchen fixing his tie for work.
"Oops!" Remus slid down in his chair so that only his eyes and bushy hair could be seen over the table top.
"Don't worry. I don't blame you for throwing that out. I'd just be cautious, just in case it comes to haunt if you decide to come back for the holidays." Darrell made a vacant expression while he looked at the leftovers of the green surprise.
Remus chuckled, "Yeah, I'd be laying in bed and the thing would just crawl up screaming "REVENGE!"." He loved joking around with his dad. That's what he was there for.
Mr. Lupin laughed, "Well, we'd better get you to Kings Cross station. And why don't we leave without getting noticed by your mother? We don't want her to be causing a ruckus just from crying, do we?"
"No we don't." Remus silently went for his things and left through the chimney.
"Sirius Alexander Black! Do something about that mop of hair would you?" Mrs. Black was frantically running around the house while throwing criticism at her son once in a while.
"God mum, why are you so frantic? It's just the first day of school!" Sirius never really comprehended his mother's actions and why she was doing them.
"Just the first day of school? God, Sirius, are you really that thick? This is the day where you find out what house you're in! You'd better be in Slytherin, to carry on the family name. Ravenclaw wouldn't be that bad though. But, you'd better not be in Gryffindor! Or I will disown you!" Mrs. Black was just like Lucius Malfoy in a way. All she cared about was carrying on the family name.
"What does it matter anyways? Personally, I want to be in Gryffindor!" Sirius was different from the rest of his family. He was always the good boy. Whenever his mother insulted a muggleborn, he would go behind her back and apologize to the person. He was definitely different from his older brother, Ray. Ray would go around throwing insults at everybody, muggleborn or not. He always thought that he was better than everyone else.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Mrs. Black's face turned red and she turned to face Sirius. She couldn't believe what her youngest son had said.
"I said, personally, I want to be in Gryffindor! Is there something wrong with that?" Sirius stood up from the table in outrage. He figured it would be good to be different from the rest of the family. Maybe he could set a different trend for once.
"Of course there is something wrong with that! You go into Gryffindor and your family will never speak to me again! I knew I was too soft on you! I knew it! Now, you're going to be a goody two-shoes!" Mrs. Black continued ranting on about how she raised Sirius the wrong way until Ray came down.
"Mum, what's all the yelling about?" Ray scratched his head and yawned.
"Your brother WANTS to be in Gryffindor!" Mrs. Black pointed at Sirius and explained to Ray.
"What!?!? I knew I should've taught him the family values the hard way! But, NO! You told me to go easy on him! Man, is it his time to pay!" Ray made a punching gesture to Sirius. Sirius didn't like the way his brother was looking at him, he looked murderous.
"Ray, stop it, you're scaring me!" Sirius backed up to the wall.
"Aw, is poor little Sirius scared of a brutal beating?" Ray walked closer, still making the punching gesture.
"Stop it Ray!" Sirius started to cry and crouched low into a corner.
"Lookie! I've got the little baby cornered! Ready for the worst beating of your life?" Ray rolled up his leaves and pulled his arm back, ready for the first punch.
"NO!" Sirius ran for his trunk, cauldron, and cat, Clementine. He ran out the door, but just before he did, he said bye to Kreacher.
While he was running on his way toward King's Cross Station, he was wondering why he was still nice to that stupid old house elf anyways. The house elf would help Ray beat him up sometimes.
A/N: Well, there it is… chapter 1! You're probably wondering why I didn't include Peter! You'll find out soon enough!
Ashleigh