A warm cool breeze blew through the open window, and as the sheer curtains danced together like ghosts at a deathday party. A dark shadow flashed by. It creped it's way down the long hallway. The figure moves so smooth and quietly it could almost be mistaken for a house elf. Of course it was much too tall for that. Slowly the door at the end of the hall open and the figure entered. The moon light reflected of a gold name plate bearing the name "Harry Potter Head of the Department of Aurors."

The figure moved swiftly over to the desk and began opening drawers. Looking intently for some unknown item, one thing was clear the figure did not belong here. Down the hall Albus Potter stumbled out of his room and across the hallway and in to the adjacent bathroom. The figure grabbed a stack of papers and moved to the doors edge, peering into the hall he made his way back to toward the room Albus had just left.

At that very moment Albus came out from the bathroom and collided with the dark figure.

"Oye, man watch out!" shouted Albus as he tried to steady himself. After regaining his composure Albus continued "Hey, who are you and why are you dress so weird."

The figure turned to flee but Albus was faster and grabbed him by the back of robes. The figure fell to the ground and his hood was flipped back to reveal his face.

"James?" Albus asked inquisitorially "Watcha doing up at this hour? And why are you sneaking around? You know that we have to get up early."

James pushed past Albus and ran into his room without saying a word.

James sat on his bed. He wasn't sure if he wanted morning to come. Tomorrow would be his first day at Hogwarts, and he was terrified.

Not only was his best friend not able to go to school with him, but he wouldn't even see him again until Christmas break. James best friend was a muggle and muggles weren't allowed to go to Hogwarts. James had even asked his Aunt Hermione if she could change the laws saying that it was prejudice against muggles but she just laughed and patted him on the head.

James peered over at his clock it read 5:36 that meant he had only 4 hours and 24 minutes left until he was shipped away to some dumb old school what if he didn't want to be a wizard what if he just wanted to be James, just plain James. Slowly James drifted back to sleep.

At exactly 9:30 the next morning Lily came running in and jumped on James's bed pleading "Wake up, Wake up! We get to see the train. The train to Hogwarts, Hurry, and mom says that you'll want to get there early to get a good seat. Oh, goodies I can't wait to see the train." And with that she went skipping off to find her pet pygmy puff Louie.

Half an hour later James was still in bed in fact he hadn't even packed his things. Ginny came upstairs and was clearly upset. "James Sirius Potter you will get up this instant." With a flick of her wand James' blankets flew off of his bed. James reluctantly grabbed his clothes and headed to the bathroom to shower and change. Harry came upstairs after hearing Ginny's yelling. "Ginny, dear would you like help with that." Harry asked as he watched Ginny summoning all of the brand new text books that James had hid, in hopes that he wouldn't be able to go to school.

"That would be a huge help," Ginny began. "You know I don't think that I have ever been so thankful that they hooked platform 9 3/4 up to the floo network. It cuts down on so much travel time."

"Well you can thank Ron for that one. It was his idea you know. Increased security. The muggles were beginning to notice people disappearing through the barricade." Harry discussed.

An hour later the whole Potter family was gathered around the ornate fireplace. One by one each Potter grabbed a handful of green sparkly powered stepped into the fire place and clearly pronounced the words "Platform nine and three quarters" as the dropped the powder and vanished behind a wall of green flames.

Harry arrived first and as each of his family members arrived he muttered a cleaning spell to get rid of the soot and ash.

James stumbled on to the platform it was bigger than he imagined and the crowds of people. How was he ever going to meet new friends? How was he ever going to find a cabin to himself?

After his father helped him load his trunk on the train James gave both his mother and sister a hug and punched Albus in the arm for good measure Boy can he be a knuckle head. James thought to himself.

Before his mother could scold him James ran off to find a compartment. He searched through the whole train and the closest thing that he found to an empty compartment and only one other boy in it. He was a pale boy with the lightest shade of blonde hair James had ever seen.

"Umm, is anyone else umm...? I mean is it ok if I join you?" James mumbled.

The blonde boy answered "If you start talking like a normal person and not a blithering fool yes." James straightened his posture and entered the cabin he was not going to let someone push him around that was for sure.

"My name is James, James Potter. What's yours?" James asked as he took a seat across from the blonde boy.

The blonde boy replied "Scorpius Vincent Malfoy."