Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all Harry Potter characters are copyrights of J.K. Rowling. I'm just borrowing them for some fun.
This is just a bunch of scenes, that are fun to think about, but not meant for anything else than that.
Jan-2009 update: chapter has been edited with a different scene order, scene titles, and 1 completely new scene.
-1- Young Harry
Little Harry poked his small head out from his cupboard under the stairs. He could hear Aunt Petunia putting the clean dishes away, and he didn't want to be forced to help her. Last time, he had dropped a teacup without meaning too, and he was grounded and had to spend two days in the cupboard except for scheduled bathroom breaks and meals. He didn't want to do that again anytime soon. He quickly hopped out of his room and into the living room where Uncle Vernon sat reading the paper while the television discussed the weather forecast.
"Um...Uncle Vernon?" Harry asked softly, taking small baby steps up to him. Uncle Vernon made a mumbly grunt sound to show he was listening. Harry took the book he had been hiding behind his back and held it out to his Uncle
"Would you please read me a bedtime story?" Harry asked softly, eyes gleaming.
-2- The Functional Gift
"Here you go dear the kids sent you this, and look! Hermione and Harry sent you gifts as well, what dears." Mrs. Weasley said to her husband Arthur handing him several parcels that came by owl post. It was the morning after everyone returned from the short holiday break in which Arthur had spent the majority of it recovering from the snake bites.
"That was awfully nice of them," he replied opening the one from his kids first. It was a small basket full of his favorite kinds of candy plus some fun extras obviously snuck in by Fred and George, which he decided not to show his wife."
"Remind me to send them a thank-you-owl." Molly said as she pulled out her knitting supplies.
"Now let's see what we have here," Arthur said as he began to open the present signed by Hermione and Harry.
"I'm glad Ron found friends in those two, they really are nice children, and so thoughtful. Hermione was offering to help me out every second she was here, dear girl."
"My goodness!" Arthur exclaimed as he got his first look as to what was in the box.
"What is it dear?" Molly asked looking at him, curious to know what they had given him. Arthur turned the box so she could see for herself.
"Rubber Ducks! It looks like they bought me a whole set too! Just look at them and all their odd colors!"
"One of them has horns," Molly observed slightly startled.
"Yes, yes, and the one behind it has round glasses. It's curious, I didn't know muggles gave animals eye-wear."
-3- It Has Begun
"Pallywaddaledooda" Sirius yawned to the Fat Lady who opened up her frame and let him and the other Gryffindor students into the common room. Sirius, James, Lupin, and Peter all made their way to the table under the window and pushed chairs together so they could all sit comfortably. They started to empty their bags and made piles of their homework.
"Woah, am I imagining things?" one third-year asked some of the older kids who were standing, staring with him in disbelief of the Mauraders' actions. Lily Evans pushed through the crowd.
"What's going on?" She asked. A few of the students pointed at the confusing sight. Lily couldn't believe her eyes, James and his friends, the pranksters of the school who never cared for finishing their homework because it meant they could rank up more detentions, were sitting at a table together with their books open and working on their assignments.
"Guess there's no point in doing our homework tonight." a fourth year said relaxing on one of the sofas. Lily looked at him confused.
"Why's that?" she asked him. The boy returned her gaze and gave her a slight smirk.
"Cuz, if the marauders want to do homework it means the apocalypse has already begun."
-4- The Welcome that Never Was
"The first years are here, the first years are here!" Peeves shouted flying full speed over the heads of everyone seated in the dining hall. He zoomed around the room and then left to greet the new students. The first years piled out of their boats and stood awkwardly in a group waiting to be told by McGonagall that they could join everyone in the Great Hall to be 'sorted'.
Peeves suddenly appeared above them, some backed away wearily, others looked on in awe.
"Welcome wittle firsties, I'm Peeves, Welcome to Hogwarts!" He shouted showering the kids with flower petals and glitter causing the students below to dance and laugh around with him.
-5- Rogue Rogue
"What the newt? I think there's something wrong with one of the bludgers!" Ron said to Hermione in the stands as he observed the game through binoculars.
"Let me look," Hermione demanded grabbing them out of his hands.
"You're right it just keeps following Harry around! It isn't even coming close to anyone else!"
"Bloody Hell, that was close!" Ron observed, he didn't need the binoculars to see how the bludger had come from underneath and almost hit the bottom of the broom, if not for Harry's quick maneuvering to the left he would have been pitched up into the air and off his broom.
"This is insane! Why doesn't he stop the game?" she asked grabbing Ron's arm and squeezing as they watched Harry plunge after the snitch with the bludger chasing right behind him. Harry reached and grabbed the snitch, just as the bludger made contact with the back of his broom forcing him to heave off it and roll down to the ground, the bludger following his path.
The whistle sounded and Gryffindor's win was announced as Ron and Hermione jumped up from their seats and ran down to the field to check on Harry.
"Harry! are you alright, that bludger practically killed you!" Ron shouted as he and Hermione ran toward their friend. Harry had already released the snitch but he was still laying on the ground curled into a ball his broom a few feet away on the ground. Harry rolled over to face them.
"Awe, it likes me" he said excitedly smiling as he held the bludger in his arms holding it like it was a cuddly teddy-bear.
-6- Moody's Wand Advice
"Well that went better than planned," Sirius remarked has he walked out of the green fireplace following James, Remus, Peter, and Mad-Eye Moody into the Order Headquarters. They had just returned from an escape evacuation at the Mc'lour's Manor, who had been known targets of Voldemort and his Death Eaters.
"Yes, I think they'll be safe for awhile," Moody commented, relaxing near the cabinet with a glass of freshly opened brandy. "Don't put your wand in your pocket you num-skull!" He suddenly shouted at James who had been in the process of putting his wand away so he could get drinks for himself and Sirius. James jumped startled by Moody's outburst and looked at Sirius quickly whose face mirrored his own with raised eyebrows and bulging, curious eyes. Sirius pulled his feet down from the table and sat up on the edge of his chair.
"Why not?" he asked, genuienly curious. By this time Peter and Remus had strolled into the room from the kitchen and were obviously curious about the comment themselves having heard Moody from the other room.
"Place your wand in an unsafe place like a back pocket is a mistake only the severely stupid do or those just wishing to bring harm to themselves," Moody replied seriously. The marauders exchanged a look around the room and then all their eyes went to Mad-Eye.
"How so?" Remus asked for all of them.
"You'll end up with half your buttocks removed or some other unfortunate and uncomfortable curse."
Sirius and James exchanged knowing looks, each biting the inside of their bottom lip before they couldn't contain themselves anymore and burst out into laughter. Remus coughed into his hands and Peter looked around the room cluelessly. Moody jumped up from where he sat defensively, knowing they were laughing at him.
"What? What's so funny?!" He shouted at them. Remus leaned down to his left behind Mad-Eye.
"We're sorry Moody," James began between breaths and laughing spasms.
"It's just, how could you possiably know that unless you're speaking from experience," Sirius finished unable to meet Mad-Eye eyes.
"Well at least he seems to have healed up nicely, but it does explain the square shape to him." Remus replied with a smirk.
-7- Ron was Right?
"I can't believe how well we did on that Divination assignment," Ron joked with Harry as they made their way up the grand staircase.
"Seems a bit odd though, you'd expect a seer to sense when assignments are done seven minutes before the class starts." Harry replied laughing.
"Out of the way!" "Move it! Coming through!" Fred and George shouted at the students in their way as they ran down the stairs. They seemed to be in a hurry as they shoved people to the side and skipped several steps at a time.
"Hey Fred, George, what's going on?" Ron asked at the same time Harry asked "Where are guys going to in such a hurry?"
Fred and George seemed a little annoyed that they had to stop and chat.
"We're looking for Percy," Fred replied. "You haven't seen him recently have you?" George asked.
Harry and Ron exchanged at glance and shook their heads.
"So what are you looking for Percy for?" Ron asked suspiciously.
"Oh we just thought it would be a good idea to ask him to look at our newest prank plans and get his advice on them." Fred replied.
"Percy knows everything, he's the only one we can ask," George added over his shoulder as Fred and George started down the stairs again shouting at the people in their way and adding the occasional shout out for their older brother.
"That was a little odd, you don't think they were serious do you?" Harry asked Ron after a moment of them standing and watching the twins's descent in stunned silence. Ron shrugged and then jerked like he was suddenly struck with lightening. He dropped down and began rummaging through his bag. He pulled out a piece of parchment then stood up and held it between him and Harry.
Harry observed the parchment, recognizing that it was the Divination homework they had quickly made-up and turned in at the begining of class and had been given back on their way out.
"What am I suppose to look at?" he asked Ron not feeling up to reading Ron's scrowlings all the way through.
"Look at number eight of today's predictions," Ron told him rustling the paper. He seemed to be in awe of whatever it was and it only perked Harry's curiosity so he went ahead and read it aloud.
"Today, due to the powerful and rare triangular alignment of Uranus, Mars, and Earth, my brothers Fred and George will seek the advice of our older brother and offer him respect where they normally wouldn't"
"Kinda specific for a made up prediction," he commented giving Ron a side glace with his eyes.
"Hey if you're gonna lie, you might as well be specific. What I want to know is how did I know it was going to happen?!" Ron replied looking just as clueless as Harry. Harry just shrugged and took another look at the parchment.
Harry wasn't surprised that it was the only prediction marked wrong.
-8- Roar from the Stands
It was a beautiful morning. Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch players walked out of the locker room and onto the field with the Slytherin team, their brooms all in hand. They waited for the whistle and then mounted their brooms and kicked off. For Harry this was the most thrilling moment, next to the snitch chase. Harry stopped as soon as he was high enough. He closed his eyes for a moment and just let the breeze brush his face.
He opened his eyes just in time to she their first goal against Slytherin made. Suddenly a huge beastly roar filled the air scaring everyone. Some lost control of their brooms from pitching upwards too quickly, others teetered from side to side trying to keep balanced. Without a word to one another all the players from both teams made their way to the ground. Before Harry landed he already spotted the games ref., Snape, heading out toward the players. He blew his whistle to signal an official pause of the game.
"Why have you all stopped playing?" he demanded.
"We weren't sure what was going on," a fellow Gryffindor player replied.
"Yeah, that monstrous sound scared me so much I almost fell off me broom," a Slytherin player answered.
"Yeah, me too!" someone else shouted.
"I almost fell off too." someone muttered not wanting to be left out.
"What are you talking about, there is no monster around-" Snape snapped at them.
"But then what made that huge roar?" Harry asked cutting him off. Snape looked at him coldly.
"Apparently that lion hat creation of Miss Lovegood's has become a huge hit among your fellow schoolmates."
Harry joined the other Quidditch players and looked up at the stadium seats where all the students were seated, and sure enough many of them were sporting the Gryffindor Lion atop their heads.
-9-Coming Out of the Closet
It was hours after taking bites from the cupcakes Hermione had placed sleeping drought in before Crabbe and Goyle began to wake up. They were surprised to find themselves stuffed into a cleaning closet together. Goyle opened the door and they tripped over the other trying to get out at the same time. They had a funny feeling, like they had just awoken from sleeping several days. It was a good, but funny feeling, and they couldn't even remember how they had gotten into the closet, let alone what they had been doing before hand. It was all a bit much for their minds to handle so they decided to go find Draco.
They ran into him just as they finished coming down the grand staircase.
"There you two are. Finally!" Draco shouted to them as they approached one another.
"Hi Draco." Crabbe said sleepily. Goyle just yawned and waved. Draco looked at each of the curiously.
"Where have you two been, you look like you spent all morning in a broom closet or something." Malfoy's words replayed themselves in his head and he quickly raised his hand in front of his face to keep them quiet. "Never mind, I don't need to know. Let's just go get some lunch." Draco then turned swiftly on his heels and began to march toward the Great Hall.
Crabbe and Goyle looked sideways at one another, completely oblivious to Draco's sudden epiphany and shrugged. They quickly ran to catch up with Draco, each feeling like they hadn't eaten in days.
-10- Glittering Gargoyles
"That was a boring lesson." Sirius yawned behind his hand as he and the other Marauders walked up the stairs towards the Fat Lady's Portrait.
"When have you ever paid attention long enough during one to enjoy it Padfoot?" Remus remarked from the rear of the group. Sirius turned back towards him with a scowl as James began snickering beside him.
"Hey guys, what's the new password for this week?" Peter asked once he reached the portrait.
"You're kidding, you forgot it already Wormtail," Sirius scoffed and shook his head in disappointment. James elbowed him in his side and stepped forward next to Peter, placing his hand on his back.
"Glittering Gargoyles," James proclaimed and with a smile and a wink towards James, which slightly disturbed the Marauders, the Fat Lady's Portrait swung open.
"Odd thing, this new password, don't you think?" Peter asked as they walked through the portrait hole into the common room.
"No." Sirius and James replied flatly at the same time Remus replied "How so?"
"Don't encourage him Moony," Sirius whined.
"Well," Peter began, ignoring Sirius, "It's just aren't gargoyles suppose to be scary things, warn and ward people off from where they're perched?"
Remus nodded. James sighed and rubbed his nose just above where his glasses rested. Sirius just stayed focused on the path in front of him as they headed up to their dormitory.
"So if that's true," Peter went on, not picking up on the others disinterest, "Then why would one make them glitter, or put glitter on them?"
"Does it matter?" James asked confused as he took a few strides up in front of the others to reach the door first.
"I don't know Wormtail," Sirius voiced with a slight growl, his irritation of the current topic clearly coming through to everyone but Peter.
"It's just odd, don't you think?"
"What is Wormtail?" Remus asked as James cast alohamora on the door. The four of them liked their privacy, for various reasons, none of which would hold up if McGonagall found out they magically lock their door when they leave.
Sirius bluntly blurted, "It's just a password."
"Yes but, to make a gargoyle glitter just seems odd to me. It isn't odd to any of you?"
"No Peter." the other three responded in unison.
"But gargoyles are suppose to be scary, and making them glitter, well what's so scary about that? They'll sparkle when you look at them. Glittering things always make me smile. Not that I'm saying I wouldn't like to see a glittering gargoyle, because I'm sure I would. Real ones creep me out and I always feel like they're watching me, waiting for the perfect moment to strike-"
Peter was cut off by a huge scarlet sheet covered pillow smacking into his face.
"Oh shut it Wormtail!" Sirius yelled from his bed. He promptly closed his curtains and then suddenly the pillow rose up and flew through their gap and out of sight.
Peter crossed his arms and plopped down on his own bed and silently fumed. "Hrmph."
I dedicate this story to my dear friend Matelia-legwll, who has found out I'm easily distracted with bunnies and prompt thoughts or questions.
So because of the volume of plot with a few scenes I felt editing this story of scenes would be a good idea. I have removed the two "continuing" scenes and will be reposting them as their own stories. In the meanwhile just know that some of the scene orders of the old chapters will change, no scene will be lost, but new ones will be added as I update the chapters.
Thanks for reading! I'm always up for suggestions so feel free to review or message me. - umi