Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
My alarm goes off at 6:30 like I set it for, sadly. I wanted to reach and turn it off. The down side was that I was far too lazy to reach for it.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
I forgot for a moment that it gets louder if you don't turn it off right away. That's when I shot up through the pillows that had been on my head through the night and smacked the obnoxious, beeping clock. Except, it didn't shut off.
BBEEEEEEPPPP. BBEEEEEEPPPP. BBEEEEEEPPPP. BBEEEEEEPPPP.
I reach for the alarm and rip in out of the socket in the wall to stop from waking everyone else in the family up. And in the process, I fell out of bed.
"AGOREORNOIUAFJAJGHAOR," That's the noise I made. I know. I'm so attractive.
I'm also quite generous, right? Not wanting to wake up the fam just because I'm getting up?
I wish I could say that.
I just wanted to get some hot water in my shower seen as how usually my brother wastes it all.
I also didn't want to face his friends again. I'd met them once, the summer between first and second year. Back then I was all hair and no personality.
Most summers I spent with my friends, traveling, going to the beach, or whatever else we decided sounded fun. It's not that I didn't like my brother or my friends, I just didn't want that to be anyone's memory of me. I didn't just want to be known as James' sister.
James is obviously my brother, James Potter. My name is Halley. He can somehow manage to be the most embarrassing little shit on the planet while also being the funniest. I mean we are quite the same when it comes to antics in and out of the classroom.
But I didn't want to go to the same school as him. Especially not boarding school. I mean, we got along most of the time, I just didn't want everyone to refer to me as "James' sister." I know I will most likely never live up to his abilities in anything, and because of that, I wanted to make my own legacy at my own school.
That backfired a bit…
I don't really wanna talk about it.
Anyways, I managed to miss James and his friends last night, seen as how they didn't get in until after I'd already gone to bed. But I knew I'd have to finally re-meet them again at some point today.
So I dragged my lazy butt out of bed and headed towards the stairs. I was getting excited for the eggs and bacon I had just decided to cook myself and bounded down the stairs with ease and grace. And by that, of course I mean I missed the last step and fell flat on my face. While collecting myself from my near death experience, I heard a low chuckle come from the living room to my left.
As I turned on my heel to greet James, I was greeted by Not James. This boy was slightly taller, had longer hair, and was immensely more attractive. His eyes sparkled like emeralds and his abs looked as if they were chiseled from marble.
How did I know his abs were amazing?
He was naked.
Okay he wasn't naked.
He was half-naked, though, wearing only red and gold striped boxers.
When I looked back at his face, he was chuckling. I realized that he must've seen me check him out… a lot… so I blushed and spun back around on my path for the kitchen, not really caring or remembering who this hotty was, i.e., lying to myself on a deep level.
"Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer," Hotty Pants called after me in his hypnotizing voice. I stopped and rolled my eyes, trying to think of a comeback. As I spun back around, I watched his eyes trace up my torso, or rather my boobs. I looked down and realized I was in my usual sleeping attire- sports bra and spandex shorts. When he finally met my gaze, he smiled cheekily and color rushed to his face.
"Pot and kettle much?" I responded without a stutter, which was impressive for me. He chucked again, his laugh mocking that of an angel's.
I never do this with boys why am I doing this ughhh.
He's just so pretty.
I obviously had deduced that this was one of James' friends, and that scared me. Who knew the awful things he'd said about me to this guy? The Cupcake Incident of our 5th birthday? The snot rocket from our play when we were eight? Or the horrid story of my first kiss? Shit shit shit shit.
But then I thought some more and was busy pondering a very important question.
Why was this hotty-with-a-swimmer's-body hanging out with James of all people? There had to be something wrong with him.
Okay, I'll admit, I'm giving James a really hard time. He's honestly a really cool brother and I love him-
"Hey Halley, why are you dressed like a stripper?" James asked, greeting me in the same attire as his friend.
"Morning James," his companion answered with a grin. "Is this your secret girlfriend? Why haven't you told me about her? She's got great knockers!"
I scoffed at him and crossed my arms across my body protectively.
"Dude that's my sister! Gross." James replied as he sat in our comfy armchair and grabbed the Daily Prophet. His friend scrunched up his face and looked at me with confusion.
"I'm sorry, this is your sister? The one we met a few years back? The skinny little string-bean girl has turned into this?" he asked, still in disbelief. I could feel myself blushing a bit out of embarrassment.
"Okay, I might have gained a bit of weight since then but it is not polite for you to point it out," I stated and attempted to cover more of my body with my arms.
"No, no that's not what I'm saying at all," he said in an overly-suggestive way as James, again, looked disgusted.
"Dude, gross." He replied before going back to his reading.
"Didn't you go to some weird school in like Germany or something?" he asked, totally ignoring James.
"First of all, Ilvermorny is in the States. Second, it is no weirder than your school," I pointed out, putting the emphasis on 'your'.
"You contradicted your own point by saying its name. What kind of a name is 'Iverhorny' anyway?" he asked and James snorted loudly.
"Ilvermorny-," I started but this weirdo cut me off again.
"Ivory Horny-,"
"Ilverymorny-,"
"After Torny?"
"Ilvermorny and if you say it wrong one more time I'll vanish you and never bring you back." I stated and he scoffed.
"Yeah, okay. We don't learn that shit until this year, smart-ass." I rolled my eyes.
"Looks like my weird school is better than yours." I muttered sarcastically and started to walk towards the kitchen again.
"So besides having a weird name, what else does this school do?" he asked as he took a seat at one of the stools at the kitchen counter.
"Okay, don't even get me started. Hogwarts sounds like some weird STD. But I mean, we probably do all the all the things you do, although at a higher level, apparently." I replied widening my eyes in disappointment.
"Besides the obvious lies your telling yourself about the greatest place in the entire world, why didn't you just go to the same school as James. I looked over at my dear brother, who was attempting to turn the page of the Prophet. He kept trying to separate two of the pages as to get to the next one, to no avail. When he did finally get ahold of a single page, he ended up ripping it and giving up.
"That's why." I told him with a point. It was a lie but I wasn't about to tell a total stranger my reasons.
"Yeah, laugh all you want. You have to deal with this," he began from his seat in the living room, gesturing to his entire body, "all next year. And the year after that. And the year after that."
"Wait, you're coming to Hogwarts this year?" the boy questioned with a hopeful smirk. I sighed and nodded as he celebrated quietly. I didn't want to, really. I had no preference to where I learnt how to control my magic because in reality, a school's a school. I just didn't want to be overshadowed by James the whole time. But thanks to my "rebellious attitude", my mother thought it would be best to go to the same school as James. She had some weird inclination that we would behave around each other. Which, knowing us, will probably go the opposite way of what she thinks.
"Come to the dark side, we have chocolate. Unless James eats it all." He stated, seductively making hand motions. I looked at him with a bit of disgust but also, attempting to hold back laughter. "But seriously, why are you all of a sudden coming to a school you claim to be full of STD's?" he asked, picking at the grapes residing in a bowl on the counter.
"You need to work on your listening skills. I said the name sounded like an STD, not that it was full of them. It's not, is it?" I asked, and he shook his head while chuckling at my response. "I kind of, sort of, got kicked out of Ilvermorny." I told him and he widened his eyes before smirking.
"What'd you do?" he asked and I scrunched my face up in fake remembrance.
"Hmmm," I tapped at my chin with one hand while the other rested on my hip. "You know. It's slipping my mind." I told him, moving the hand from tapping my chin to also residing on my hip. The weirdo got up from his place and started poking my arm with a dorky grin spread across his face and repeating the question. James, luckily, walked in to ruin his fun.
"She pulled a stupid prank and they're all sticks in the mud," he said as he sat down at the counter next to where his friend was sitting. With his question finally answered, he sat back down in his seat with one final chuckle. I finally had heated the pan enough to put the bacon on and did so as I continued to get interviewed by the most invasive reporters.
"What was the prank?" the boy ask, pushing hair out of his face. James gave me a curious look.
"Wow, I don't know what it is either…" he said and I laughed to myself before turning back to them, whisked eggs in hand.
"Nope. I'm not telling you. And don't bother asking mum and dad either because they're too disgusted with me to talk about it." I stuck my tongue out at them jokingly when they gave me funny looks.
"Oh c'mon, getting expelled from a stupid school a billion miles away isn't that bad." He stupidly stated.
"Except, it is. And I wasn't expelled, I was asked to leave." I corrected him, pointing at him with my spatula. James rolled his eyes in response while his friend shrugged his shoulders, considering the comparison.
The bacon in my pan started to quiet down, so I flipped it over and a smell sent to Earth by the Gods filled the kitchen, exciting James and his still unnamed friend.
"That smells amazing. You want some, Padfoot?" James asked his friend, not taking his eyes off my bacon.
Padfoot? What the hell kind of name is that?
"Sounds perfect, Prongs," 'Padfoot' answered as he mimicked James' expression and interest in my bacon.
Prongs? Like the cooking utensils?
"Awesome. Hals, can you make us some?" James begged, even putting on the puppy dog face and with his pleading voice.
"Hells no." I exclaimed and piled the bacon onto a plate, entirely intended for me.
A new voice came from behind me. "Halley, be polite and make your brother and his friends some bacon," my dad ordered as he flicked his wand at the coffee maker.
"Friends? As in plural?" I said with astonishment. I knew that he'd brought home more than one, I just wanted to make me cooking for him as uncomfortable as possible. James stuck his tongue out at me while dad was looking and gave me the finger while he wasn't. I returned the gesture.
"I'm just as surprised as you are," 'Padfoot' responded.
"Yes, assholes, friends. There's three of them. Please make us bacon. We want bacon." James demanded, causing his friend to smirk. My dad shook his head before looking at James.
"Language, son."
"Sorry dad." 'Padfoot tried to cover up his laugh with coughing. Then my dad turned to me.
"And Halley, stop being so rude. Also, put some clothes on." He took his freshly brewed cup of coffee to the living room and the Daily Prophet floated off the counter after him.
NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME.
"Hey Prongs, you know what goes good with bacon? Some eggs." The boy said and James laughed, while still nodding back at him.
"You're lucky that you guys are even getting bacon. Don't push your luck." I muttered, spreading the bacon evenly onto five plates.
That's when another new voice came from behind me.
Halley, stop being so rude and make this nice young boy some eggs," my mother scolded as she poured herself some coffee magically while also getting another pan out for the eggs I was now forced to make.
I death-glared at James. "You're so lucky mummy's here to protect you."
I know my mom heard me but she decided to ignore me anyways. It was her idea for James' friends to come over for the next few days. She thought it'd be good for me to get to know some of the other people I'd be going to school with over the next few years other than my brother. I wouldn't have minded it so much had she not phrased it as a "playdate".
"How did you boys sleep?" my mum asked.
"Wonderfully, thank you Mrs. Potter." 'Padfoot' responded with a million dollar grin.
"Weren't there two more yesterday, James?"
"Yeah, they're probably still sleeping," James responded while watching my movements carefully as I worked on making his eggs. The guy probably thought I was gonna do something to his food if he looked away. Boy was he right.
Sadly, he never did look away.
"Halley, have you met James' other friends?" Mum asked, rubbing my back soothingly. That usually meant she was about to go full-blown mother bear, something that only happens once a summer, if even that. And it was about to happen with me.
Shit.
"Uh, just this one," I replied, still slaving away for James' eggs while also trying to silently usher mum out of the room.
Unfortunately, she returned her attention to my darling brother and his friend.
"Well, Halley's just a little nervous about her first day in a new school. Most people don't change schools like this, especially not during the O.W.L. year. But, due to her lack of respect for school officials and property, her father and I decided to send her to Hogwarts, where perhaps, you'd be willing to help show her the way of things?" I felt like I was about to die. First off, I wasn't nervous. Secondly, I couldn't believe my mum was babying me like that. James and this guy I'd never met were looking like they were about to burst into a fit of laughter at any moment but James pulled himself together for a couple sentences.
"Of course, mum! We would be happy to!" Both him and his friend cracked up as soon as mum left the room with a thank you, a ruffle of James' hair, and a smile.
"Fuck you both," I said pointedly. Dad's voice came from the living room now.
"Watch your language, young lady."
Damn this house and its open-floor plan.
"Don't worry Halley. We'll take great care of you." The new guy said with a wink and a chuckle. That's when the thudding of people coming down the stairs started and two more boys appeared in the kitchen. I only got a thank you from one of the boys and none of them introduced themselves. And with that, the entirety of my food was scarfed down in a matter of minutes, and the room kept becoming increasingly louder. If a Muggle fighter jet flew through the kitchen, I don't think anyone would've noticed.
After ten minutes of not a glance in my direction, James decided he should probably introduce to the new members of this little posse.
"Hey Hal," he hollered at me, forcing me to look up from "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" and actually make eye contact with him. "C'mere." He said with a wave of his hand.
I trudged over to him sourly, still upset he didn't save me any food. "What?" I asked bitterly.
"So, do we look alike?" he asked as we both looked at his barnyard gang of weird friends. A short and plump blond boy who looked like he would shit his pants at the drop of a pin. A taller, thinner boy who seemed quite distant. And of course, the first one I'd met.
Who needs names anyways?
"Ehhh your eyes and facial features are similar but other than that, not really." The thin one said with a shrug. The plump one just nodded.
"Yeah mate, it's really hard to compare seen as how she's much prettier than you and you know. Boobs." The first one said and all of them laughed as James punched him in the arm. Again, the plump one just nodded.
"Wow so you finally talked about me." I said with mock surprise, giving him a fake, gratuitous stare. He rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. I highly doubt you ever actually mentioned me to your friends."
"You've met all my friends and you met them in first year, so don't give me that shit," I stated and he shrugged admittedly.
"Yeah, they're hot too. I'm gonna miss having them around." He laughed as I trudged away again.
Merlin save me, this is going to be a long year.
Hey guys! So I have written this story before but with another account. Sadly, after the long (more than three year) break I took from writing this story to focus on school, I have gotten a new computer and lost my password :( But I still wanted to write this story because I still love this idea (although I have also become partial towards Remus/Sirius pairings). Please let me know what you think or if you have any questions! R&R! ~~ Non ~~