A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, just wanted to try something new to uh... broaden my writing range. Eh. Well, here ya go... I'll have the next chapters up soon.

Disclaimer: I own the plot line and all OC's

Chapter 1

James swore loudly, glaring down at his calloused hands with vengeance on his mind. Just his luck; all the carts at the train station were conveniently in use at the present moment, and he had to lug his trunk by hand to Platform 9 3/4. Glancing around him, he made sure no one was looking as he quickly dashed between the barrier between Platforms 9 and 10, tugging his trunk behind him.

The Hogwarts Express stood a gleaming, angry red before him, still a marvel after 6 years of taking it. His stomach rumbled accusingly, reminding him he hadn't eaten since 7 am that morning, far too long for his liking. All around him children were saying goodbye to their parents and younger siblings, yelling "I'll be back for Christmas." or "See you in the summer!", yet James seemed not to notice that no one was wishing him a good school year. That he was used to... the Potters were much too important to see their only child off to Hogwarts.

He shoved the over-stuffed trunk into the baggage hold, but not before taking out a few galleons and a handful of sickles. It paid well to be the son of the proposed next Minister of Magic, and heir to the Potter fortune. It had been almost expected of him to be made Prefect, as he was.

Rubbing his hurting hands together, he stepped into the compartment that he and his three friends had shared from their first year onward. Sirius Black looked up from a pile of chocolate frogs as his best friend walked in, grinning with teeth browned with chocolate. Remus Lupin raised his hand in greeting, but didn't look up from Magical Plants of the Mediterranean which he was thoroughly engrossed in. Short and chubby Peter Pettigrew jumped to his feet, and offered James a seat beside him, which he politely dismissed as he took one next to Sirius. The group had taken pity on Peter, and let him hang out with them.

James' had to admit, it was good to be back with his friends for a new semester at Hogwarts. At least here he was free to be himself, plus he had a few new pranks in mind that he wanted to test out. Lucius and Snape would most certainly prove to be brilliant guinea pigs.

"Did you have a good summer?" Sirius asked almost jokingly. Sirius had spent a few weeks there and knew what it was like at the Potter household: a dozen house elves waiting on you hand a foot, but that was about all there was. It seemed nice at first, but having everything didn't include fun. With all the rules and regulations, it was almost illegal. "Brilliant." James replied bitterly, reaching for a choloate frog and unwrapping it, popping it into his mouth with a sigh.

"You should've come stay with us..." Sirius' home was always full of laughter, how could it not be with eleven children running all over it? But James' parents had forbidden him.

At that moment Remus looked up, and noticed James' hands. Rolling his eyes, he stuck his hand inside his robes, extracted his wand and muttered a few words that left James' hands good as new. "What would you do without me?" His sandy-haired friend shook his head side-to-side. James Potter just threw him a thanks, and snatched another Chocolate Frog from Sirius' gigantic pile, and stuffed it in his mouth after unwrapping it. Sirius was about to protest when the door to the compartment opened and in strode Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape, followed obediently by Crabbe and Goyle. "Well, well, well. If it isn't Mr. Potter, and his little fanclub..." sneered Lucius. James was in no mood to put up with them this year, he stood up quickly, knowing Sirius had bolted up at his side, about to curse the four of them to the latter part of next week when Lily Evans walked in behind them, her Prefect badge glinting.