AN: Unfortunately, I do not own these characters, nor do I claim to. I am not making any money off of these stories. All characters are owned by J.K Rowling (minus a few characters I created on my own). Any corrections and constructive criticisms are welcome! PLEASE REVIEW!! I have decided to revamp this story and therefore many things will be changed from the original. I also do not have the original drafts (as I had written originally two other chapters that were never posted) so it will take me some time to rework the new story. Enjoy!

Chapter 1- Number 7, Godric's Hollow

Mr. and Mrs. Potter of Number 7, Godric's Hollow, were pleased to say that they were anything but normal, thank you very much. Their lives may have looked normal from the outside, but anyone that knew them intimately was aware that they were so much more. The Potter's were very rich people and often perceived as 'snobbish' and 'rude'. However, their son, James Potter was the delight of the neighborhood even before James had turned 10 years old and their daughter was considered the most beautiful girl in town at only 7 years old.

Now you may be wondering, what makes the Potters so special? Well, their whole family is made up of witches and wizards, of course. They could trace their ancestry back to the days of the great Godric Gryffindor, one of the founders of Hogwarts, a school all Potters attend and attain great honor. The Potter family was enormous and, like all purebloods, had the best connections. Harry James Potter, his wife, Rose, were the head of the Potter family. James thought this made him extremely important.

As James grew up with everyone cooing and gawking at him, it had the effect of making him slightly egotistical. It didn't help that everything came easy to him; he learned quickly and was a very talented Quidditch player at the age of 7. James was rather scrawny, but had jet black hair that was always messy, the famous Potter hair as it was called. His hair always looked as if he had just come from a hard game of Quidditch, but his glasses made him look sophisticated and his boyish face was quite handsome. He had also inherited his father's big brown eyes that always shone with intelligence. It was often remarked that James looked exactly like his father and would grow up to be just as handsome.

James Harry Potter's greatest ambition in life was to date the most popular girl at Hogwarts, no matter whom it may be, and attain Gryffindor Quidditch captain by his third year. James did not doubt that he would be in Gryffindor and play Chaser on the house team if not in his first year, the second at least. He also knew that his best friend, Sirius Black, would also be in Gryffindor and play beater on the house team eventually.

James's sister, Meghara Rose Potter or Meg, had inherited her mother's beautiful strawberry blonde hair and shocking grey eyes. She was a very pretentious child, but very loving. She hadn't yet gained the same sense of egotism of her older brother. She was extremely devoted to James and he to her. James may have been a spoiled brat, but whenever his sister need him, he would drop everything, no matter how important, to be at her side.

When we begin our story, Sirius and James were 10 years old. Their birthdays were fast approaching and that means so were their Hogwarts letters. Both had no doubt that they would be going to Hogwarts and would no doubt get offers from other Wizarding schools, but there was no place better than Hogwarts. Sirius and James were curious to see the place they had heard so much about from James' parents. They were also anxious to put their first pranks into action and thus establish themselves as Hogwarts' most lovable troublemakers.

Mrs. Potter yelled to her son who was currently playing tea with his sister. Meg had somehow managed to convince James to wear a filly pink apron for the affair, but he quickly jumped up to snatch the letter Mrs. Potter was holding out for him. He whooped and ran to send a letter to Sirius without thinking about his ridiculous garb. Those few moments of thoughtlessness would cost James for years to come. The exact moment he jumped into the air, Meg snapped a picture of him and he was forever caught on film jumping up and down in a pink, paisley apron with frills around the edges.