Chapter One:

"Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero."

~Marc Brown

It was of little importance, James grew to understand, that he was the eldest sibling. With both a younger brother and sister, James knew he would be easily replaced upon his acceptance to Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He knew, without a doubt, that he would hardly be missed, and that fact did not settle well with him. In the short weeks leading up to the date his letter would be arriving, close to the date of June 26th, 2016, James had withdrawn into himself - he shut out the family he so desperately loved and locked himself away in his room, hiding from anyone who called upon him. It did not, however, strike his beloved parents as odd, for the two War-veterans did nothing to sway their eldest child from leaving his room; and, James would later complain, he might have very well died had it not been for the House-elves who dropped food off on his desk every morning and night. On the morning of June 26th, however, James was forced from his room by a gushing mum and a proud father. Albus and Lilly sat at the dining table, both already sneaking small bites out of their breakfast as they watched their shut in of a brother. When they were all sat around the table, their prayers and their thanks given, James tucked into his meal with a subdued relish, dreading the distant screeching of the owls in the sky. The dishes had only just disappeared when Feran, his father's owl, came swooping in and perched on his shoulder. He watched as his father thanked the bird and gave it a small bit of bacon, something the bloody bird had become obsessed with since Albus had started feeding it to him whenever the thing brought the post. It was with a start, however, that James realized that in that moment, he truly was going away - truly was going to leave behind his brother and his sister, and his mum and his dad. Sure, he'd always known that at some point he would follow in his parents footsteps and attend the school of Magic,but it was only just dawning on him that today was the day it all became official. As the letter was dropped into his open palm, James felt his heart gave a sickening lurch. With a glance around the table, gaging the looks of family, James didn't know what to do - what was there for him to do in the first place?

"Well go on then, read it already!" It was Albus who spoke, his eyes wide and bright at the idea of Hogwarts. James didn't like that look, that look he'd once had in his own eyes when his mum and dad recounted their tales of adventures and grief during their school years. Throwing his chair back, James stood glowering at his younger brother, lips drawn down in a sneer.

"Shut up, you stupid prat! You already know what it says!" And with those harsh words, James flew from the room and out of the quaint country house. And he walked - he didn't know where he was walking to, but he was walking and he wasn't stopping any time soon.

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Heyo, everyone! GreyDune, again. SO this is my Post!Deathly Hallows fanfic! This will center around a new age of Marauders, featuring James Sirius Potter, Dune Grayson Wood (OC), Rhydian Leif Kaine (OC), and Fred Weasley JR. Please R&R! :D