Chapter 1: Prologue.
I do not own anything in the Harry Potter Universe, this wonderful world belongs to JKR. I did however make a few original characters, and change certain events to my liking, and yours to I hope =) Enjoy.
Harry Potter found himself screaming at the top of his lungs, this lovely August morning. He thought to himself. "Why does he not want to go to Hogwarts?" He pondered a moment longer."I was practically running out the door, to get away from the Dursleys. Of course things were different for me."
"Even after all the stories, and adventures I had told him of my past and experience at school, he is still reluctant to go. Harry's mind was boggled at the moment."
James was up stairs, pacing, and thinking furiously. He was looking for something to throw. Why should I have to leave I love it here? He picked up his trainers broom stick he had received for Christmas two years back. He wasn't the worst flyer, but he was nothing compared to his father when it came to flying. James threw the broom stick across the room knocking over a pack of sugar quills.
Harry had heard the crash from above and began to bellow. "James Julius Potter!"
"IM NOT GOING, YOU CANT MAKE ME!" he returned.
James heard a familiar grunt of unintelligible words from his father below. It was never good when he made that sound, James immediately jumped to attention, for risk of getting in any further trouble. He opened the door, and strolled to the top of the staircase, to meet his father's annoyed eyes. His scar was unveiled and very prominent which means he was clearly upset.
"James get down here, I want to have a word with you!"
James gulped, but obeyed his father's orders. He dragged his weight down the stairs. He was savoring every last moment, before he would be punished. Hogwarts suddenly didn't sound so bad.
"SWIFTLY!" Harry roared. Harry found himself losing his patience by the second, with James. "What has gotten into this kid?" He thought.
James quickened his pace, and then his father motioned him towards the kitchen, as he made his descent from the stairs.
The Potters had a humongous sized kitchen. A huge island stood out in the middle, along with a refrigerator, a stove. And gorgeous black cabinetry, Harry was always fond of a muggle lifestyle when it came to a house. Harry and Hermione never used magic to cook, and they always told James "It takes away from the taste, when it's not prepared by hand." James always thought it was silly, but his mother and father always cooked superb meals so perhaps they were right when it came to this. James smirked at the thoughts and memories that he shared in that kitchen.
Like the time His mother taught him how to make cookies. I was 6 years old, and I would just throw the eggs in the bowl. Hermione laughed at her little boy, but sternly showed him the proper way to crack an egg. James could not quite get it so Hermione took care of that part. Then when they were putting the cookies on the pan, James happened to drop one. He sprang off his stool and dove for the cookie, when he reached it he immediately shoved it into his mouth. Hermione almost burst into tears, from laughing so hard.
"How can I leave my parents behind? To go to school." James thought.
Harry saw that his son was day dreaming, it was further infuriating him, so he took a deep breath and said. "James." Snapping James, out of his reverie.
"What is the matter, James?"
James wriggled in his seat, at the mention of the question. He didn't want his father to know he was scared about leaving his parents, nor did he know how to confront his feelings. Harry continued to stare at his son still awaiting a reply. James saw this and muttered a. "I don't know dad, I'm just scared. I have never been away from you for this long. . . James looked down at his feet while stating this. "And what if I don't make any friends?"
Harry thought upon his sons last sentiment, his mood changed from anger to concern. He wanted to always be there for his son, but this is part of growing up. He worded what he was going to say to James carefully this is a sensitive subject, and began. "James these are perfectly normal feelings, but this is something that you must face. This is your adventure, you will have the time of your life at Hogwarts, I promise. Harry smiled at James and continued. "And who wouldn't want to be friends with you, the great James!
James smiled back at his dad, he was happy that his father was no longer mad. "I know right?" he concluded.
Harry had to laugh at that, he also added. "And who knows you may find a girlfriend!"
James's face contorted immediately into a frown, at his father's statement. "Gross dad!" He made a face as if he were to vomit.
Meanwhile…
Raven had received her Hogwarts acceptance later, two weeks past. She had already been packing, Her mother Luna and her went shopping the day before. She was currently folding some of her robes that she had received, and tucked her new wand which was still in its case. (This was pink and black of course.) Inside her trunk, she had barely any space.
"Honey?" Luna's quiet voice sang through the air.
Raven loved her mother; she was crazy and all but still the best women in the world. Luna told her all the stories and adventure she had, had during Hogwarts. And Raven had been waiting to go to Hogwarts ever since she was little. And now her dream was slowly (In Raven's mind) becoming a reality.
Her father Remus Lupin had never been in the picture. Luna told her when she found out that she was pregnant with me, that dad freaked out and fled. Apparently he was too scared to face parenthood. He stops in from time to time. And he is a werewolf, this always intrigued Raven. As far as before me, mom tells me they had a very brief romance. I don't consider him my father, and mother was never that torn up about it. She always told me "it's for the best baby." I think she's in denial. But I love my moms quirky behavior, it has never bothered me.
"Yes, mom?" I chimed.
"Are you about ready, got your trunk all packed up?"
I strapped the buckles on the trunk, and carried it outside. Luna was never very rich; she kept up with the Quibbler after her father passed away. So they never hurt for money, her mother owned a lot of trivial muggle things. For instance they owned a muggle car; Raven always hated being in the car. She would have rather been flying, but her mother had never been one for flying. Raven could not wait to try it out however.
Raven carried out the trunk to the car and shoved it in the backseat. She returned to the house, where Luna stood with tears in her eyes.
"Mom what is the matter?"
"My little girl is all grown up, and going to Hogwarts. I'm just so proud of you. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me."
Raven and Luna were both crying, and embracing now. Raven was the first to pull away; she quickly gave her mom a kiss. "Thank you mom, I love you so much."
"I love you to sweetheart." Luna motioned for her to return to the car. "Quickly, before the Nargles get you!"
Raven chuckled, and hurried out the door and slammed the door. Her mother was in fact crazy, but she wouldn't have her any other way.
_Well guys this is the first chapter im super excited to keep this going, I hope you are too. Please Read and review this. I love to hear from you. I accept anonymous reviews. Flame me what ever I love it. Next chapter Due out June 16th 2010. Chapter 2: Hogwarts express\First impressions. I will go into more detail on James and Raven as far as looks and personality. Thank you!
