Chapter 1
James Potter ran out side. The rain splashing his glasses and thunder rummbling behind him. His shoes totally smuged with mud and dirt. James looked behind him and saw a pale man with flaming red eyes. He laughed with a hight pitched laugh. It wasn't a cheerful one though. It was cold and horrid. James gasped as he looked ahead and saw the man in front of him. He held his wand up and mumbled some words. James felt his knees buckle a fall beneath him. The man laughed at James's pain and said more words making james's pain even more unbearable. The pain stopped as he opened his eyes and saw himself floating. He looked down and saw the man. Now he was surrounded by people in cloaks. They screamed and pointed at him in shock. James fell and hit the cold hard ground and his glasses smashed. He blinked the blood out of his eyes and he felt cold hands around his neck. This was followed by another laugh. He gasped for air and maneged to say, "Stop!" and he tried to pull the white hands off his trembling throat. Suddenly the sky cleared up a little (but not a lot) as a boy with shoulder length hair and a shadowed face appeared on the scene. He shouted some words and held up his wand. Everything went blank and a loud irritating scratching noise filled the air.
James woke up and looked around. It was a dream. . .only a dream. There was something wrong though. The scratching noise continued to make it's irritating noise. James looked at his window and saw a large owl pecking at his window. A small thin letter attached to it's ankle. James hid under his blanket and looked up again, "Shoo! Go away!" The owl continued to peck at his window and hooted. James sighed and walked silently to the window and shouted, "AHHHHH!" and made a scary face. the owl jumped back in surprise and flew out of site. "Ha! James Potter master of scaryness! You can't beat me you. . .owl you!" James turned to go back to bed when the scratching noise came back. He looked at the window but nothing was there. James walked to the window when the owl screeched and flew at him. James yelled fell back and tried to catch his breath. The owl hooted happily and widened it's blue eyes. "all right you win." James opened the window and the owl soared in. He walked toward it and untied the letter as the owl soared out. "Owl's. . .think their so cool. . .their not as cool as me."
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been excepted into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry. Class with start september 1st. arrive at Kings Cross Sation and board the Hogwarts express on platform nine-and three quarters. A list of supplies has been included in this letter. See you on september 1st.
Minnova MaGonnagal
Head dept.
James happily ran down the stairs and joined his parents. "Nice to see you in a happy mood. Usually in the morning you mumble and groan." James shoved the letter across the table towards his father. His father took a sip of his coffee and spitted it out once he finished the letter. "Mary! Look! James was accepted into Hogwarts!" James mother walked over to James and gave him a kiss, "I knew you were going to go!" James smiled in praise. "I'll need to get these supplies but where could I get these things?" James (James' father.) smiled at his son and said, "Diagon alley of course! Best supplies in all of Londen!" James said with a wink.
A couple weeks later James was on his way to Diagon alley. It was the most amazing place he had ever seen. Owls, Wizards, cauldrons and meny other things filled the streets. James's parents led him to a store called, "Ollivanders." "We'll see you later James we have to get you your owl." James walked into the wand shop with a pocket full of sickles and knuts. A old man was dusting some thin case-like box's. "Excuse me?" James said. "Excuse me?" James walked forward and with a loud yell he said, "EXCUSE ME!" the old man jumped back and looked at James. "Ah Mr.Potter! I knew you would be coming here to see me soon! Here!" the man ran to the back of the room and started looking through boxes. "uh what are you doing?" the man ignored James. "okay what is your wand hand?" James thought about the hand he wrote with in his muggle school and said right. "Okay then I'll be back," the man ran to the back of the room and looked through some wand boxes. "here it is!" said the old man. he held up a long ruler and started to measure James. James stared in confusment as he started to measure him in strange places. "okay here we go! Take this one! Its phoenix feather with a hollow core!" James took the wand and looked at it. "uh sorry but what do I do?" the man threw his hands up irritably, "Give it a wave of course!" James waved the wand and the wand box flew up and hit the man in the head. "er-Sorry." The man only smiled and fumbled for another. "don't be sorry my boy!" "This is unicorn hair! Try it!" James took the wand and gave it a gerky wave. He froze and went into a trance like state. In his mind he saw a beautiful house. Inside were three people: one had long beautiful red hair and gorgous green eyes, a man with glasses messy black hair and kinda looked like James, and a small baby boy with a little bit of black hair but not a lot and green emraled eyes. There was a loud bang at the door of the house. But the dust rose and covered the scene as it went away.
James was still confused of what his vision was when he held his wand. He was in a prank store and looking around for dumgbombs. He knew what they were because he was looking through his dad's old trunk and found some inside. James then brought them to his muggle school and attacked every single person in his class. He picked up the parcel that he purchased and placed it in his trunk when he looked up. A boy about his age with shoulder length black hair and icy blue eyes walked into the store. "That's the guy from my dream! He saved my live!," James thought as the boy walked by him. "Hello I would like to purchase that book please!" the shop keeper handed the boy a large book. James got a glimps of the title and it said, "The Pranksters Hand Book of Pranks." James was about to say how he liked playing pranks too but as soon as the boy got it he ran out of the store as soon as he paid the fee. "Do you know who that was?" James asked the shop keeper curiously. "I don't really know em but I know his father. Last names Black." James then said, "Do you know my dad? His name is James Potter." The shop keeper thought for a moment and said, "yeah I think I remember him." James smiled and hoped that he would meet that boy again. If they teamed up who knows what mischief they could cause.
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Ho was it? Please Review! I do except flames. Please read my other fics! I hope you enjoy the next chappie when the 4 boys come to gether and become the Marauders!!!! TTFN! =^ - ^= and please visit my web page for more Marauders stuff.
James Potter ran out side. The rain splashing his glasses and thunder rummbling behind him. His shoes totally smuged with mud and dirt. James looked behind him and saw a pale man with flaming red eyes. He laughed with a hight pitched laugh. It wasn't a cheerful one though. It was cold and horrid. James gasped as he looked ahead and saw the man in front of him. He held his wand up and mumbled some words. James felt his knees buckle a fall beneath him. The man laughed at James's pain and said more words making james's pain even more unbearable. The pain stopped as he opened his eyes and saw himself floating. He looked down and saw the man. Now he was surrounded by people in cloaks. They screamed and pointed at him in shock. James fell and hit the cold hard ground and his glasses smashed. He blinked the blood out of his eyes and he felt cold hands around his neck. This was followed by another laugh. He gasped for air and maneged to say, "Stop!" and he tried to pull the white hands off his trembling throat. Suddenly the sky cleared up a little (but not a lot) as a boy with shoulder length hair and a shadowed face appeared on the scene. He shouted some words and held up his wand. Everything went blank and a loud irritating scratching noise filled the air.
James woke up and looked around. It was a dream. . .only a dream. There was something wrong though. The scratching noise continued to make it's irritating noise. James looked at his window and saw a large owl pecking at his window. A small thin letter attached to it's ankle. James hid under his blanket and looked up again, "Shoo! Go away!" The owl continued to peck at his window and hooted. James sighed and walked silently to the window and shouted, "AHHHHH!" and made a scary face. the owl jumped back in surprise and flew out of site. "Ha! James Potter master of scaryness! You can't beat me you. . .owl you!" James turned to go back to bed when the scratching noise came back. He looked at the window but nothing was there. James walked to the window when the owl screeched and flew at him. James yelled fell back and tried to catch his breath. The owl hooted happily and widened it's blue eyes. "all right you win." James opened the window and the owl soared in. He walked toward it and untied the letter as the owl soared out. "Owl's. . .think their so cool. . .their not as cool as me."
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been excepted into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry. Class with start september 1st. arrive at Kings Cross Sation and board the Hogwarts express on platform nine-and three quarters. A list of supplies has been included in this letter. See you on september 1st.
Minnova MaGonnagal
Head dept.
James happily ran down the stairs and joined his parents. "Nice to see you in a happy mood. Usually in the morning you mumble and groan." James shoved the letter across the table towards his father. His father took a sip of his coffee and spitted it out once he finished the letter. "Mary! Look! James was accepted into Hogwarts!" James mother walked over to James and gave him a kiss, "I knew you were going to go!" James smiled in praise. "I'll need to get these supplies but where could I get these things?" James (James' father.) smiled at his son and said, "Diagon alley of course! Best supplies in all of Londen!" James said with a wink.
A couple weeks later James was on his way to Diagon alley. It was the most amazing place he had ever seen. Owls, Wizards, cauldrons and meny other things filled the streets. James's parents led him to a store called, "Ollivanders." "We'll see you later James we have to get you your owl." James walked into the wand shop with a pocket full of sickles and knuts. A old man was dusting some thin case-like box's. "Excuse me?" James said. "Excuse me?" James walked forward and with a loud yell he said, "EXCUSE ME!" the old man jumped back and looked at James. "Ah Mr.Potter! I knew you would be coming here to see me soon! Here!" the man ran to the back of the room and started looking through boxes. "uh what are you doing?" the man ignored James. "okay what is your wand hand?" James thought about the hand he wrote with in his muggle school and said right. "Okay then I'll be back," the man ran to the back of the room and looked through some wand boxes. "here it is!" said the old man. he held up a long ruler and started to measure James. James stared in confusment as he started to measure him in strange places. "okay here we go! Take this one! Its phoenix feather with a hollow core!" James took the wand and looked at it. "uh sorry but what do I do?" the man threw his hands up irritably, "Give it a wave of course!" James waved the wand and the wand box flew up and hit the man in the head. "er-Sorry." The man only smiled and fumbled for another. "don't be sorry my boy!" "This is unicorn hair! Try it!" James took the wand and gave it a gerky wave. He froze and went into a trance like state. In his mind he saw a beautiful house. Inside were three people: one had long beautiful red hair and gorgous green eyes, a man with glasses messy black hair and kinda looked like James, and a small baby boy with a little bit of black hair but not a lot and green emraled eyes. There was a loud bang at the door of the house. But the dust rose and covered the scene as it went away.
James was still confused of what his vision was when he held his wand. He was in a prank store and looking around for dumgbombs. He knew what they were because he was looking through his dad's old trunk and found some inside. James then brought them to his muggle school and attacked every single person in his class. He picked up the parcel that he purchased and placed it in his trunk when he looked up. A boy about his age with shoulder length black hair and icy blue eyes walked into the store. "That's the guy from my dream! He saved my live!," James thought as the boy walked by him. "Hello I would like to purchase that book please!" the shop keeper handed the boy a large book. James got a glimps of the title and it said, "The Pranksters Hand Book of Pranks." James was about to say how he liked playing pranks too but as soon as the boy got it he ran out of the store as soon as he paid the fee. "Do you know who that was?" James asked the shop keeper curiously. "I don't really know em but I know his father. Last names Black." James then said, "Do you know my dad? His name is James Potter." The shop keeper thought for a moment and said, "yeah I think I remember him." James smiled and hoped that he would meet that boy again. If they teamed up who knows what mischief they could cause.
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Ho was it? Please Review! I do except flames. Please read my other fics! I hope you enjoy the next chappie when the 4 boys come to gether and become the Marauders!!!! TTFN! =^ - ^= and please visit my web page for more Marauders stuff.
