Chapter 1 – Dinner At the Potters
disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter - DUH!
AN - mkay people, this is my first attempt at publishing a fanfic, so please be kind to me. Admittedly the first chapter is a little weak, but it gets better as the characters get a bit more in depth.
James, or Jimmie Potter shoved the last of his clothes haphazardly into his suitcase. He slammed the clasps shut, snapped his fingers and twirled.
"Yes." He said softly to himself, and grabbed his iPod from off his dresser, threw on some random song and jogged down the stairs to retrieve his wand – which he realized he had left on the kitchen counter. Coming to the doorway he jerked his head to the side, moving his messy black hair out of his bright green eyes so they could scan the room.
"Ah." He said softly and strutted over to the opposite side of the kitchen and grabbed his wand with his long fingers, tucking it into his pocket securely.
"I was wondering when you were going to realize that you'd left it here." He heard the sarcastic voice of his twin drawl from behind a book at the table. She let the book fall, revealing an uncannily pretty face with sharp green eyes and layered black hair as well as thin lips, which curved into a smirk. He made a face at her, but unluckily for him his father came in at that moment and saw it. He sighed and set down the paper on the table.
"James, honestly stop making faces at your sister."
"Yeah stop." came the small voice of his baby sister, who had followed their father in.
"You're going to Hogwarts tomorrow, it's time you grew up a little, you two have to look out for each other." He said, getting a little nostalgic on the way. Jimmie rolled his eyes.
"Oh please Dad, I've heard your stories. Takes away from the authoritativeness with which you say stuff, and don't call me James."
"You know, your brain always seems so tiny, I'm beginning to wonder where you keep all those words." said Evangeline, or Evie, his female double. He made a face at her again. This time his mother caught him.
"Oh Jimmie stop, Harry why don't you reprimand him for this?" the redhead chastised both father and son. Harry sighed, glared at his son and hoisted the other small redhead into his lap, who regarded him with obscenely bright and large eyes.
"At least you still love me Celia, my dear." He said. Celia giggled in a six year old way.
"Okay it's time for dinner!" cried his mother, pushing past Jimmie while carrying a hot plate of spaghetti. "Jimmie dear could you get your brother?" she asked.
"Yes mother." He responded dully. He took a few steps, stopped at the foot of the stairs.
"OWEN, GET YOUR LITTLE BUTT DOWN HERE ITS TIME FOR DINNER!" he cried.
"James!" both his parents reprimanded him. He flashed a characteristically handsome grin and sat down.
A smaller version of Jimmie came down the stairs, and eyed the food hungrily through his pale blue eyes. Once the whole potter clan was seated, Ginny Weasley Potter began sorting out the food.
"Hey, bookworm, this is the time where we eat." Jimmie said, filching the book out of his sister's hands. She glared at him.
"I can't eat, I'm too nervous." She said, grinning at her mother, who grinned back.
"Oh, my babies, already going to Hogwarts, oh…" she trailed off, obviously resisting the urge to go and hug them senseless. Jimmie sighed.
"Evie look what you've done." He said. She gave him a cold glare, and stabbed her spaghetti.
"At least you get to go to Hogwarts." mulled Owen. Harry smiled at his younger son.
"You'll be going before you know it son, only 2 more years." Ginny moaned at this.
"Oh my babies are growing up so fast!" Jimmie sighed again.
"Tomorrows gonna be the waterworks." He mumbled, catching Evie's eye and they smiled secretively at each other.
AN - Okay, well i'm ready. Lay it on me. review!