Please Read This!!!: Okay, I know this isn't the best fic. I know it has about ten tonnes worth of errors. However, it was my first ever fanfiction, and considering that, I would rather not delete it. I do intend to come back to it at some point when I don't have any other Fanfiction projects going on and try and improve it, but don't hold your breath. I just wanted to say this so that anyone reading this does not think I am blind to the flaws in my writing. Please do not flame me. I would really appreciate it if you could read this and take the time to review though, even so.

Disclaimer: I am J.K. Rowling. I own Harry Potter. And the world is made of purple cheese that likes sing 'We Will Rock You'.
(If you're too thick to understand sarcasm, I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER!!)

A/N Please not, this story takes place in Nix's, Scorpius' and Albus' 6th year (James' 7th)

1. Uh Oh

Nymara walked slowly towards the main doors, eyes downcast, books clutched to her chest. If she had been looking up, she might have noticed James waiting nearby, an evil gleam in his eye, and Albus, squirming uncomfortably next to him. But she wasn't looking up, and she didn't see them. She continued walking.

James followed her out of the entrance hall; his eyes alight with the excitement of the hunt. He paced behind her, waiting until she was in the centre of a small circle of onlookers before tapping her on the shoulder and calling, "Wotcher, Nimnim!"

She spun around, books tumbling from her arms, long, black hair whipping across her face. "Hey Nimnim, what ya doing?" he said again, knowing 'Nimnim' would annoy her. She hated her name, Nymara, and had asked everyone to call her Nix. Most people had complied with the request… apart from James, of course.

Nix, meanwhile, was having a rather painful internal struggle. Part of her, the sensible half, was trying to stop the fight-or-flight instinct that had been awakened when James crept up on her. She could already feel wing forming under her robes, her legs tensing, ready to spring at him, should she choose fight. Her other, sillier side (which at this point seemed very appealing) wanted to go along with the transformation, and see his face when he realised what he had taken on. But, her more sensible side seemed to say, that would mean showing the rest of the people here as well, and then the whole school would know in a matter of minutes. At this, her silly side shut up. It had nothing more to say in its defence, apparently. So, with a sigh of regret, she halted the change and settled back to human.

James was happily oblivious to all of this, though. "Hello-o! Anyone home? Earth to Nimnim?" James waved his hand in front of Nix's face. Nix shook herself slightly, looked up at him, blinked, then bent down to pick up her books. Ignoring me, hmm? thought James. He circled her until he was behind her, and placed his hands on her shoulders, still bent as she fumbled for her books. He felt her stiffen under his grip.

"I learnt a new spell in class today, Nimnim." Nix squirmed under James' grip, and he tightened his hold. "It was called Legilimens. Would you like a demonstration?" Nix froze once more, then tore herself out from under his hands. She stood there, looking like a rabbit caught in headlights. "No thanks," Nix's voice shook. "I think I'll pass on that one."

"But I think you'd so enjoy a demonstration, wouldn't she, Al?" James, looking for his brother, did not notice the look of panic that had now entered Nix's eyes. "Leave me out of this!" growled Albus, shifting uncomfortably. Being more observant than his brother, he had seen Nix's fear, and wanted to try and stop James before something really bad happened (as it so often did when James was directly involved). The problem was, he had no idea how. He had thought, when he was younger, that he was stupid, not to be able to stand up to James. When he had told his Uncle Ron about this, though, Ron had said that he was often at a loss with what to do with James. Ron had also said the best idea was probably to stay out of James' way. However, this time, hiding was not an option.

"Uh, James?" he muttered. James completely ignored him, as per usual. "James, I really think you should stop this." Still no answer.

Before Albus could think of a different tact, Nix ran for it. Before she had got three steps, however, she was suddenly jerked backwards by invisible ropes. Ah, the beauty of jinxes thought James. He walked up to the struggling Nix, and placed one hand on the side of her head, over her temple. With the other hand, he pointed his wand into the sky and yelled "Legilimensa!"

The watchers were silent instantly. Pictures had appeared in mid-air, as if projected onto an invisible screen. The images swirled like mist, showing what must be Nix's memories.

The scenes flashed by, showing image after image: people fighting, screaming, crying, curses flying everywhere, people… changing. Even a few pictures of James himself. All this flickered over the crowd of silent watchers. Then, abruptly as it had started, it stopped. The memories dissolved, shredded by the wind.

At that moment, James realised he had made a really big mistake.

A/N So, what do you think so far? Please, you see that purple button down there in the corner? Its verry pretty! Why don't you press it, and type something? It would make both me and the button very happy! I don't mind critisizm, but please amke it constructive, tell me why you dont like it. I am new to this (this is my first Fic... well my first time writing anything outside of school, actually), so please bear in mind I'm not too used to this.