The Marauder's Years (1)
Before I start, I would like to give a fair warning this is my first story. I also (sadly) do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters used in this writing or the original story of Harry Potter.
Chapter 1
September 1, 1971.
James Potter, a young wizard with only 11 years of age, messy black hair that never laid flat, and hazel eyes, sprung from his bed this early morning. Unable to keep his excitement bound, he eagerly ran down the halls to get his parents. The reason James could not keep himself in line, was because today, was no ordinary day. Today, was his first day at Hogwarts, the greatest wizarding school in his opinion, just like many other's.
As James got ready to leave, his parents, Fleamont and Euphemia Potter, wore proud smiles on their faces, as their only son bounced with more joy than ever. The only time they remembered seeing him nearly as happy was when his acceptance to Hogwarts letter had finally arrived.
During the journey to Kings Cross station, James retraced his memory of everything he felt he needed to prepare for. Common spells, first year classes, the four houses, and many possible pranks.
Kings Cross station was like any other he had seen. Busy platforms full of Muggles, platform security hustling people along. As he observed, the guards sometimes made a confused face that soon turned to a frustrated one as all the new Muggle-Borns asked about platform 9 ¾.
Just as James and his parents were about to cross the border into platform 9 ¾, a young girl the same age as James, with long red hair, and piercing emerald eyes. Asked shyly, "Umm… excuse me." James' parents turned around to face her with an understanding, yet curious face. "Umm… do you know how to get onto platform 9 ¾?"
Fleamont Potter's eyes grew large for just a second before replying. "Oh, dear. Yes, of course. Just stick with us for a minute, we can show you. It's James' first day too."
At this remark, the young girl, who had said her name was Lilly, immediately seemed relieved and rushed eagerly to get her parents.
As soon as the Potters and Lilly reach the platform, both James and Lilly's eyes were flooded with amazement and wonder as they were greeted with a beautiful scarlet steam engine, and many bustling witches and wizards of all ages. Soon after, Lilly recognized someone in the crowd and ran off to go and meet them. James looked over and saw her talking with another boy his age, but with greasy, long black hair.
James climbed aboard the steam engine, and found a compartment with only two other boys inside. One shabby looking young wizard with messy light brown hair and scars on his face was sleeping by the window. The other young wizard was swinging his feet impatiently with his hands anxiously together in his lap, and an eager expression, and shoulder length curly hair, looked at James and nodded his head as to say he could sit.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter marking the beginning of my first fan-fiction. Sorry it was short, I'm juggling between spring-cleaning and many exams in almost all my classes. I will try to carve out more time to write as I really did enjoy writing this first chapter.