AN: This is a fanfiction piece I've had in my head to write. It is in no way an attempt to make fun of, claim ownership of, or make money from. The stories concerning the life and time of Harry James Potter and author J.K. Rowling has created this fictional world. Since I am weird and strange, I have decided to start from scratch. In other words, I'm starting from the beginning, which means this will be most likely an "alternate universe". If you have, any questions or criticisms then make your point known.
-CHAPTER 1-
Number 7 Godric's Hollow was brimming with excitement. It was two days before students from all over the United Kingdom would attend the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Jason Warden, a normally easy-going boy of eleven years, was snapping at anything or anyone that moved. His mother, Mrs Katherine Warden, had woken him up at seven in the morning to pack his new schoolbooks and remaining clothes. She also had him clean up his room and helping some other members of his large family with the feast.
"Why do I have to help mum?" whined Jason as he kneaded the dough that would eventually become a lovely cinnamon roll. His mother, aunts Amelia, Callin and Adria, his cousins James, Neola, Artemis, Fauve, and Apollo were also in the kitchen. Everyone had to help with the end of the summer feast, that the neighbourhood of Godric's Hollow always had.
"You know why dear." Mrs Warden replied. Jason scowled and sighed. His cousin James grinned apologetically and pounded his dough fiercely.
"Jamie dear, that's not how you go about it!" Mrs Amelia Potter exclaimed. "You knead it! Oh heavens."
"But mum! It's dough! It's lifeless and won't do anything!" James replied as he continued to roll and pound it as he pleased.
"Yes, but the way you're going about it makes it seem as if you're trying to flatten the taste." Fauve one of their cousins replied. James stuck out his tongue at her.
"Know it all!"
"James." Mrs Potter warned.
"Okay." He grumbled. "Jase, want to help me scare Fauve out of her knickers? She deserves something truly evil."
"I can't say that I wouldn't love to try. She's been a pest lately, ever since she had a boyfriend." Jason commented about his cousin.
"I hope you two aren't planning anything." The boys jumped to see their Aunt Callin grinning. She leaned in towards them even as she was carrying a tray laden with freshly baked biscuits. "If you do, both your moms won't be sending you those Nimbus 2000s for Christmas."
She winked and left for her station while working with their cousins Neola and Artemis. Apollo, who was only eight was bringing fruits from the gardens in small baskets to make sauces or filling for pasties. He had come in and went to his mum Aunt Adria before heading towards the other boys.
"Halloo." Apollo said with a smile. He was shorter than either James or Jason so he was standing on his tiptoes trying to see over the edge of the counter they were working upon.
"Oh, hi Ollo." Jason replied the same time James said, "Go away Ollo."
There was silence between the three boys while the women around them were chattering about the neighbourhood gossip.
"There's a snake in the onion patch." Apollo commented. Artemis his twin sister overheard him and shrieked.
"A what!"
"A snake."
Jason and James grinned when their mums, aunts and cousins started scolding. Snakes nowadays weren't welcomed in the wizarding world since they were normally associated with You-Know-Who. It was a welcome but short-lived distraction as Aunt Callin went to the sitting room to get her husband.
It was hours later, when finally most of the food was either being kept for the feast or already eaten for supper when James and Jason went out in their backyard to ride their Swifsticks.
"A Nimbus 2000!" sighed James as he gave a practiced turn around one of the trees. "Think Jase, we'd be flying all over Europe on those brooms!"
Jason didn't say anything.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing just worried about the school year." Jason replied.
"Ah. I am too but I think it's going to be amazing anyway! Think of the secret passageways there might be in them! Uncle Dan told me all about them when he was there. He said that they were perfect for playing pranks on people with but we'd have to look out for the caretaker. What do you think?" James said excitedly. Jason grinned.
"I think that's great! How would we go about it though? I'd love to terrorize Fauve to get back at her for being a know-it-all."
"I say we go all over the school at night under my Invisibility cloak and look for the passages then make notes on them, then make the map."
"Or we could look and copy the blueprint for the castle." Jason suggested, returning to his usually calming self.
"But that could take ages!" James whined.
The boys continued to discuss the possibilities while flying around the Warden's backyard. Inside the house, Amelia Potter and Katherine Warden watched with quiet wonderment at their sons.
"How amazing they are to be alike in looks, but how different they are in personality." Amelia said quietly.
"Understandably. They are of the same blood yet while one is so much like his father and the other, like his mother it isn't a wonder that either are seen as related at all!" Katherine added. The women laughed and the two went on to discuss other matters.
The boys, who blissfully didn't know of their mothers talk, were discussing the pros and cons of creating their map. Jason who took after his mother in the looks department was a tall boy with ruddy brown hair and a sprinkling of freckles. The only physical trait different from his mother's features was his eyes. They were the colour of a sky overcast with grey clouds. He was easy-going, scholarly and usually patient. Those traits he had learned from his dad gave him the advantage over the adults in his life for they trusted him with responsibility. Jason's mother on the other had handed him curiosity, determination and ambition over his life. Traits he used to get what he needed from others or to con others into falling into one of the pranks that James and himself would set up.
James on the other hand took after his father. His hair was always a mess and black like the night, his eyes he took from his mother whose eyes was a startling blue. He was not the most patient young man, was fairly determined and always got into trouble. He had, however, a way of charming his way out of trouble, was very lucky and fast. James was also created the master plans of leading people into his pranks with the help of Jason. The two were like brothers and played each and every person. That wasn't to say that they were naturally spiteful for they were good boys. They did do many nice things for others despite the adrenaline they got from pulling off such pranks. Most of their pranks, jokes or adventures were created for the fun of it.
The night wore on and both were called to come inside to get some sleep. The next morning was spent preparing Godric's Hollow for a spectacular feast. The Potters, Wardens, Prewetts, and friends of each family spent their time setting up the streets to host so many people. The night came and everyone tucked into a glorious meal before heading for home to sleep peacefully despite the growing dark. Finally, September the first arrived, with many emotions surrounding that day.
Jason and James were dressed, packed and set to go to King's Cross. They would be boarding the Hogwarts Express according to Fauve who left everyone at the station to visit her friends. The two boys had boarded the train after tearful goodbyes from their mothers and strong hugs from their fathers.
"Finally!" James said as he and Jason looked into an empty compartment after looking from cart to cart looking for space. The train had begun moving after everyone that would be going to Hogwarts was finally on the train. Space was limited because of so many students. Unfortunately, James and Jason weren't the only ones to find the cart. A tall boy with dark black hair and cloudy grey eyes also stop by the cart. A sickly boy with wheat brown hair streaked with grey, tawny eyes and tattered robes followed behind him.
"Hullo." The tall boy with black hair said with a devilish grin. "I'm Sirius, this here's Remus."
"I'm James and this is Jase. Are you first years too?"
"Yeah. Bloody hell, how many carts did you pass by to get to this one? We passed about three of them and forty five compartments were completely full!" Sirius exclaimed. The four boys went into the compartment as if in silent agreement in sharing the space.
"Are you going to be all right Remus?" Jason asked, concerned since the shorter boy was looking sickly pale and exhausted.
"Yes. Just tired, my mum, dad and I just got back from a visit to my grandmother's. She's rather ill." Remus replied hoarsely.
"Oh, how is your grandmother now?" Sirius asked.
"Better."
"Ah."
The silence within the compartment only lasted a few seconds before a lady with a trolley broke it asking them if they wanted snacks. A few spent Sickles and Knuts later, the cart was filled with chocolate frogs, Bernie Bott's Every Flavoured Beans, and pasties.
"So, are any of you muggle born?" James asked as he bit into a chocolate frog. Jason rolled his eyes, and then made a face after biting into a snot-flavoured bean.
"James has a fascination with muggles." He said after taking a bite off a strawberry tart to get rid of the after taste.
"I gathered." Sirius replied dryly as he ripped open another chocolate frog, his fifth in a row. "I come from a wizarding family."
"Shame. Jason and I come from one too. How about you Remus?"
Remus who was smiling throughout the conversation was currently chewing thoughtfully on some chocolate, the first movements he had made since coming into the cart.
"I've got a pureblood dad and half blood mum. My grandmother's a muggle though." Remus answered quietly with another small smile.
"Fantastic!" James exclaimed excitedly.
"Oh dear. You've just said the magic words Remus." Jason said with a grin as he rolled his eyes.
"Did I?" Remus asked bemused.
"Oh yes."
The boys laughed, ate and traded chocolate frog trading cards. It was a joyous ride and from there, their friendships began to strengthen. It was a quarter or two away until they would reach Hogwarts when a loud yell came from the compartment next to theirs. Jason who was sitting by the door opened it and peered into the hall. A short boy with sunflower petal hair and beady blue eyes came out from the compartment chasing a rat from the compartment to the right. A tall girl with red hair was in the compartment to the left and was followed by other students. James, Sirius and Remus also looked out. Jason who stepped out of the compartment was out in the hall, helping the shorter boy catch the rat.
James followed and the three boys made short work of finding the rat. Unfortunately, it went into a compartment where four nasty-looking boys had been sitting in. A tall boy with long blonde hair and piercing grey eyes looked at them disdainfully. Another boy with greasy black hair and beady black eyes stared at them too.
"Is this your rat?" the blonde boy asked in a low and chilling tone. He held in his hand the said rat.
"Y-yeah." The short boy said. James and Jason seemed to back the shorter boy up.
"What's your name?" the blonde boy continued.
"P-peter. Peter Pet-pet-Pettigrew." Peter stammered.
"I see." The boy got a glint in his eyes that James immediately disliked. They didn't see that Sirius or Remus had followed them. The blonde boy gave the rat to the greasy black-haired boy who took it hesitantly.
"Muggleborn are you Peter?" the blond boy asked. Peter looked on confused.
"What if he is?" James asked boldly, tired of having to bear the gaze of this nasty looking boy. The boy in question narrowed his eyes but then sneered.
"Muggleborns aren't fit to be part of Hogwarts but sadly that's too late to change. Perhaps when I become headmaster it will, alas, I have better things to do with my time." The boy snapped his fingers.
"Snape, crush the rat and try not to get blood over the seats."
There was a collective gasp and the four boys who had become fast friends were angry.
"You're not allowed!" a soft, quivering voice said. The boy turned around and looked for the offender, at least in his eyes.
"Who dares tell a Malfoy what he can or can't do?" he said coolly. No one replied.
"Me." Sirius said suddenly, brashly breaking the silence.
"Oh really? Aren't you Bellatrix's cousin?" Malfoy asked with a leer.
"So what if I am?" Sirius replied just as coolly.
"What are you doing with theseâ€these blood traitors and mudbloods?"
"I don't think that's a right you have to ask." Jason stepped in.
"What's going on here?" a tall young man with red hair asked.
"Arthur Weasley. How good of you to join us." Malfoy sneered.
"Lucius." Arthur said curtly. "Now then, what's the fuss?"
"He tried to get Peter's rat killed." A girl with strawberry blonde hair said clearly though she was pale.
"I see. Lucius, better give Peter his rat back. Everyone else go back to your compartments or change into your robes. We'll be in Hogwarts soon." A girl with bright red hair replied aggressively.
"I'll oblige for now Molly." Lucius said almost mocking. He snapped his fingers and Snape, gave back the rat to Peter albeit shakily though his face was unreadable. Everyone went back into their carts and Peter thanked the four boys profusely. The train ride continued without further distractions, much to the disappointment of many of the students. Especially, Sirius, Remus, James and Jason.
