Sam Potter sat on the grass in the garden of his parent's house humming, and reading a rarer large book. His peace was disturbed by his mother
"Sam, could you go and put your socks in your trunk, your brother is fully packed"
"All right"
He got up and walked up the garden path and through the back door, into a large kitchen, through a hallway, up a set of stairs to his bedroom, were a large pile of paired socks sat on the bed all put into pairs and ready to be put into his trunk which was at the end of the bed with the lid open.
He put the large pile of socks into the trunk and the looked up to see a piece of parchment on this bedside table with a check list of items for his trunk, looked down the list.
Sock's check
Caldron check
Cloak's Check
School Shoe's Check
Book's Check
All the list had been checked, and Sam locked his trunk, and left his bedroom, walked down the stairs to where his mother was in the kitchen, standing over a stove of boiling potatoes looking very puzzled, before realising that her son was standing next to her.
"You put your socks in, then?"
"Yeah, all in"
"Great, well dinner won't be ready for a while yet, why don't you go and set the table then"
"Okay"
There was a large dinning table in the far corner of the kitchen, which had a large candle stick on it, a dresser at the side, the plates seemed to know what to do as five plates came down of the dresser and positioned themselves where the five chairs were placed. The only thing for Sam had to do was open the cutlery draw and get out five sets of knifes and forks, then place these next to the plates, which he completed in a few seconds. His mother had turned her back to the stove to check her younger son putting out the knifes and forks, once done she turned back to the stove, to check on the pan.
Sam had finished put the knifes & forks out he went back up to his bedroom and sat on his bed and started to read his book again, with each page was interesting than the one before it, he spend most of his time reading, almost in a day dream. He did not really speak to many people was quiet shy, not like his older brother a trouble maker, outgoing, loud, and popular. Maybe a new school would help to get him some confidence and some new friends.
A whoosh from down stairs and a lot of noise, and a doorbell ring stopped Sam reading and he went o answer the door and there stood on the door step was his older brother with his broom looking wet but smiling, Sam gave his brother a smirk and let him in with out saying a word, he came into the kitchen dragging mud and went robes with him to the kitchen to which is his mother nearly fainted as the cream carpet had patches of mud everywhere, she looked disappointed then sighed as all the family came into the kitchen including, Sam's little sister Daisy and Sam's dad James from the fire place straight from work.
All five Potters sat down at the large dinning table and tucked into the food, that was placed on the middle of the table, then after a few mouthfuls's the conversation started
"So, Sam are you excited about starting school tomorrow" asked James Potter from across the table
"Yeah sort of"
"What do you mean sort of?"
"Well there will be new people to meet and I'm starting Hogwarts the greatest school for Witches and wizards"
James smiled at his son's explanation and then looked at his wife with somewhat of a desperate look as if to say oh well
After dinner, the Potters had finished talking about what school was like and hoping that Sam would not follow the path of this brother, who fell of his broom a lot and had the scars to prove it, they had finished the washing up and sat in front of the roaring fire and read books, to each other before retiring for bed and the excitement that was to come the next morning.