Random Person with No Name has had an idea in her head for a while, and I'm finally writing it down. But, I'm sorry for the slow updates, I've been doing this online summer school so I son't have to take a class during the school year. My schedule's still messed up though, I'm missing an elective and got Spanish instead of Latin. So, as you all probably know, there were rumors of J. K. Rowling doing a Next Generation series, but that was all apparently bull. Which sucks. So I'm writing my own. A little bit about this story. The Next Generation: James Potter and the Rise of the New Dark will be following James through his Hogwarts career,his first year specifically, making new friends, teasing Albus, pulling pranks, hexing enemies, breaking rules, and generally getting on a lot of people's nerves. There will be sequels, if I get enough feedback.
Mood: Tired. I did NOT want to get out of bed this morning.
Song That's Stuck in My Head: Smack by 3 Doors Down
Diss: Screwed up School District. Spanish is impossible. PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME TAKE IT! I'M BEGGING YOU!
Please review, tell me if you like this idea I had. Feedback to continue!
I wake in the morning, feeling like P. Diddy!
Great. Uncle George screwed up my alarm clock. Again.
It was a normal day. Except for one thing.
Today, I would be going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
SWEET!
I got and stretched, when I heard my Mum calling from the kitchen.
"Breakfast!"
"I'm up! Whoa!" A loud thud echoed from my Mum and Dad's room. "Teddy, was it necessary to tie my feet together?"
"I'm sorry, Harry, I had to practice my binding spell on someone."
"Mummy, Dad took my toothbrush!"
"Did not! See, Rosie, it's right there!"
"That's Albus's, Uncle Ron."
"I didn't ask you Molly. I don't know where it is. Hey, 'Mione, d'ya know where Rose's toothbrush is?"
"Ronald, you can't keep track of your own children, much less their toothbrushes? We'll worry about it later, you haven't eaten yet."
"Aw, is little Ronnikens getting yelled at by the wifey?"
"Charlie, call me the wifey one more time and I will hex you."
"Yes Ma'am."
"Hey, Uncle Bill, where'd my sock go?"
"I don't know Fred, but I have to get through here, so if you all could just MOVE!"
I grinned. It was hard, having the Weasley's and the Potter's (and one Lupin) all under one roof of the burrow, but it was fun.
"Ha ha, got your nose."
"Will, don't tease Lily."
"Yeah, Will, don't tease Lily."
"Stay out of it, Alyssa."
There was Uncle Charlie- he wasn't married, he was always off chasing dragons and whatnot; Uncle Bill- he married Aunt Fleur, they had Victoire, who was quite annoying; Uncle Percy- he married Aunt Audrey, they have the twins, Colin and Katie, then Alyssa, and Will; Uncle George- he married Aunt Angelina, and they had Fred, Molly, and Arthur; Uncle Ron- he married Aunt Hermione, and they had Rose then Hugo; and then there was my Mum, who married the famous Harry Potter, and they had me, awful Albus, and little Lily.
Then there was Teddy Lupin. He was my Dad's godson, so I have no idea if that makes us god-brothers or something. His parents died in the Battle of Hogwarts, trying to defeat this really old evil dude whose name sounded like Moldy Warts. We aren't aloud to say his real name. Apparently we had an Uncle Fred, but he also died.
Everything was always loud here at the burrow. I had gotten dressed, listening to all the yelling and checked my reflection in the mirror. Mum said I was conceited, but Uncle George says I have the right to be, my dad's the famous Harry Potter. Mum then said I take after him.
I wonder what conceited means.
I flipped my hair to one side, grinned, then opened my door, pushing past Victoire arguing with Teddy- they should just go out already- ducked under Colin and Will playing keep away with Rose's shoe- she probably hit them- and squeezed past my dad, who was lying on the floor of the hall, trying to get to Teddy, yelling at Uncle Charlie for tripping him- it was quite funny, Dad had put a shirt on, but since his feet were tied together and Fred had took his wand, he was only in his boxers. Amusing, but still not a sight I had needed to see today. Or any other day.
I pounded down the steps, to be shoved aside by Hugo, who I then pushed back, causing us to fall down the stairs into Alyssa and Katie.
"Watch it, twerps." Alyssa sneered.
"Behave and sit down. You all are too thin, come and eat, come and eat." Gramma Molly helped me and Hugo up, and waved around a wooden spoon.
I stuck my tongue out at Alyssa and Katie before sitting down and starting to eat. Uncle Ron was watching me with a really weird look on his face.
"What?" I asked, eggs falling out of my mouth.
"I was just thinking back to my sixth year, your dad hadn't shown up for supper the opening night, and I was eating, and Hermione was freaking out."
"I was not, Ronald!"
"Were too, you started smacking me with your book asking me, 'Will you stop eating! Your best friend has gone missing!' And then I glared at you and said, 'Turn around you loony, he's right there!'"
"Funny how you remember that but not our anniversary."
"Oooooh!" We all laughed at Uncle Ron's red ears.
"I did not! I bought you flowers!"
"The next day!"
"I thought the day before was your birthday! That's why I made the cake!"
"What cake?"
"The one I had made, and then Teddy took it and gave it to some girl he was on a date with, and the girl wasn't mad because it was her birthday and I hadn't put your name on it yet because I ran out of icing!"
"Nothing's changed." Dad grinned at me from across the table.
"Alright, everyone who is going to Hogwarts needs to go get their trunks and get them out to the cars, now." Aunt Angelina picked up her plate and was washing it at the sink.
Everyone but me, Albus, Hugo, Rose, and Lily scraped their chairs away from the table and started up the stairs.
"Dad, will you help me with my trunk?" I looked hesitantly at him.
"Accio James's trunk."
"DUCK!" I heard Victiore yell.
"Where?" Teddy's voice filtered through the floorboards. "Ow! That hurt!"
"I told you to duck."
"I thought you were talking about the bird!"
"Well, what did you want me to say, mallard?"
"Look out makes more sense."
My trunk floated down, along with Teddy's hat he had been wearing.
"Ted, remember no blue hair! We have to look normal!" My dad yelled up the steps.
"Can I make it red? That way I look related to all you."
"Only if it looks natural. Or you could do a brown color instead."
"Actually, I think I'll make it green."
"Teddy!"
"It's better than pink!"
"Your mother always wore it pink." Dad muttered, as Teddy came clomping down the stairs, hair a reddish blonde color, with a couple blue and green streaks. He was levitating his trunk in front of him, and when he reached the bottom, started having a trunk fight with Victoire, who was right behind him.
"You jerk!" She squealed, as her trunk flew over her head into Fred.
"Watch it Ted!" He barked, as it collided with his own.
"Take it outside, all of you." Uncle Percy yelled, not even looking up from his thick book.
I took a deep breath. I would be the only first year this school term. Teddy was in his sixth of school, then Colin and Katie, the twins, were in their fifth year. I felt bad for them, especially because of all the things Teddy told them about the OWLS. In fourth year there was Victoire and Fred, in third was Molly and Alyssa, second was Will and Arthur, and then I was starting my first. Rose and Albus would be starting two years from now, and Lily and Hugo were eight.
Just my luck, all these cousins, and I was the only one in my year. That I knew, at least.
Mum says I have it lucky. Dad lived with a bunch of muggles until Hagrid told him who he was, and still didn't know much about our world as the years went on, like insults and legends. There are stories that are told, where this mean ferret guy was a real git to Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione, and Uncle Ron tried to cast a spell with his old wand and it backfired. I think he should have held it backwards, that way the spell would've hit the twerp.
Dad also pointed out I'll know Jacob and Evan Longbottom, but Jacob is in second year and Evan hasn't started yet.
We headed out to the cars, almost leaving, but then Teddy forgot his broomstick and he's quidditch captain this year, and then Colin forgot his prefect badge, so we had to go back again, and then Dad looked at us all stern and told us if anyone had forgotten anything now to go get it or it would be left here, and not sent until an owl came for it.
No one had forgotten anything else.
I sat in between Teddy and Lily, and on the other side of Lily was Albus. Fidgeting, I started playing with my wand, twisting it between my fingers. It was the coolest wand ever. Cherry, dragon heartstring, slightly bendy and good for dueling. The semi decorative handle had tiny little vines running up it. It was a reddish color, and fit my hand perfectly at twelve inches. I wondered what house I would get in.
"Earth to James." Teddy was waving his hand in front of my face. "Thinking about the houses?"
"How'd you know?"
"I'm five years older than you, the first to go to Hogwarts out of our little family, and the eight people separating you and me were all worried about that. Especially Victoire, as she didn't know if she would be a Gryffindor, or if she was even going to Hogwarts at all."
"Well, it's not my fault, you always said that it would be better if I didn't go to Hogwarts."
"Because you're annoying, and I wasn't talking to you, so but out." Teddy turned back around to me. "Don't worry, but if you're a Slytherin you'll be shunned by all of us."
I gulped, but put on a brave face. "Me? Slytherin? No. That's Albus."
"No it's not!"
"Well, from the sounds of them, Slytherins are slimy gits, so don't worry, you'll fit right in."
"I won't be in Slytherin! Right Dad?"
"Well, Albus," Teddy cut in with a smile. "You never know where the Sorting Hat may put you. Who knows? Maybe you'll all be, even Lily."
"What?" Lily looked at me with her big brown eyes. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. I saw a pretty butterfly."
"Never you mind." I patted her head and she giggled. I glared at Teddy for bringing her into this.
"Hey, Colin! A galleon if James's in Slytherin!"
"Make it five he's in Gryffindor." Colin reached for his pocket.
"He's pretty open-minded. Five he's a Puffer." Fred added.
"Never doubt how smart he is. Five he's in Ravenclaw, like me." Will yelled from the backseat of the van.
"Good job, Colin." I said as Dad pulled into the parking lot of King's Cross. "You just got yourself fifteen galleons."