Chapter 1 Life and nothing more
Author's Notes: this is my VERY FIRST Hp fanfic, so please, bear with me. The purpose of this fanfic, is really dedicated to my love for James Potter. Nobody seems to like this character, but why? Sure Ootp was not a good image for him, but I earnestly believe there is something more to him, that everybody fails to see. I don't know how he really is, as I was never given a chance, like you all, but this is a fanfic, and just something I imagine.
The text in Bold italics, are short little poem-like things that I wrote myself. It is a little irrelevant I can see, but I just decided to add it in, just for the heck of it. ^^
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You stared pass me today,
You saw the me that everyone else sees,
Go ahead, you needn't ask me if you may,
I'll stand firm, I'll never fall to my knees,
A pair of hazel eyes stared back into his very own. The reflection standing before him held no other than James Potter. His features were smooth and fitting. He had a pair of glasses sitting loosely at the nose of his bridge, as his hair was carelessly blown by the soft autumn wind through the window.
He was starting his 7th year at Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry, today. He would see the black haired, charmed Sirius Black, whom he called his best friend, and the rest of the Marauders today. A sizzling joy of excitement had taken over his calmed mind, and a little sparkle of hope still shone.
Taking one last look at his own reflection, taking one last look at the man inside of an immature and foul bully everyone else saw, including Lily Evans, he turned around swiftly and took a small breath. Opening his door, he stepped out to give his mother a greeting hug.
"Now, Jamsie, Your father can't come with you today, he's got another work call, but I'll take you to the train station, so hurry up," his mother said in such a cheerful voice, the falseness was impossible to slip pass unnoticed by James. He knew his mother had inwardly sighed when he heard the footsteps of his father descending the stairs and out the door.
As they got to platform 9 ¾ , Mrs. Potter leaned in to plant a big kiss on his forehead and a bear hug. Giving her the most mischievous grin he could muster, he said, "Mom, this year's going to be great, I'm going to be doing all the pranking I can do. Hogwarts will never forget the Marauders," An obvious hint of pride hid in his voice.
Mrs.Potter gave a small smile and shook her head, "Jamsie, just don't go getting yourself expelled, you can't afford to let that happen, your father would not appreciate that. But do have fun."
James smiled in the famous Potter way, as he kissed his mother on the cheek and waved.
"Prongs!" the loud voice belonging to Sirius greeted James, followed by the two other Marauders. They gave each other looks of greetings that only they could understand. Peter positively beamed in delight at the sight of the Marauders together, the unfailing sense of security hammering his heart.
"Come on, let's go get to our compartment now," Remus said with a smile, but James held out a hand to stop them.
"I'm afraid I have to report elsewhere first," he said mysteriously. Sirius raised his eyebrows.
"You're going to greet your flower aren't you?" he said, almost laughing, they all knew who the 'flower' was. James smirked, but shook his head.
"Not exactly, but I do expect to see her there," he said, as he dug through his pocket and finally held out the unmistakable badge of Head Boy.
Three mouths dropped open immediately with the clear look of shock.
"You're not serious are you?" Peter squealed. James laughed at the shocked faces of his friends.
"Congratulations!" Remus said, the shock wearing off.
"Thanks," James said in his own little egoistical way.
"I think Dumbledore's gone mad!" Sirius threw his arms up in the air as a sign of defeat, but he didn't fail to give his best friend the biggest and most genuine of smiles one rarely sees coming from Sirius Black.
"I must admit, that the same thought crossed my mind when I got the badge," James said, but noticing the slightly disappointed look on Sirius' face.
"No worries, this won't affect our pranking, this year will be a memorable one, we'll make sure of it," James said in utmost confidence. This successfully lit the faces of his fellow Marauders right away.
As James got to the front of the designated compartment, he took a deep breath and walked in, instantly catching the sight of a particular red headed, and emerald eyed Gryffindor girl.
"What are you doing here?" Lily Evans snapped with a tired sigh.
"Take a wild guess," James said, flashing her a flirtatious smile.
"Stop it, Potter. I won't let you get away with pulling pranks on the first day," Lily said defiantly.
"With what? Will you throw your headgirl badge at me?" James teased and gave an arrogant laugh. Lily looked flustered.
"How did--…How did you know I was Headgirl?" Lily asked with a frown.
"It's obvious isn't it? You've got the grades, you've got the leadership abilities, and most certainly, you're not the one to be hesitant to enforce the rules," James said, his smile still plastered on his face. Lily blushed, but glared daggers at him.
"Yes, unlike you, don't tell me you're here because you're head boy," Lily scoffed, tilting her head with a look filled of sarcasm.
"Why, Lily flower, how did you know?" James said with a falsely innocent look upon his features. Lily's mouth dropped opened in utter shock and horror as James lifted up his head boy badge.
"What, impressed?" James teased, "Will you go out with me now?"
"NO! No no no no, Dumbledore must have completely lost his sanity!" Lily cried out in frustration. A look of hurt graced his features, though he led her to believe it was sarcastically meant.
"I mean…it's JAMES POTTER, this is impossible! Anyone deserves that badge but you," she almost yelled. He silently winced at the words, but she wasn't to know.
Lily looked anything but happy afterwards, but the smirk never left James' lips.
"Welcome to Hogwarts all the first years," Dumbledore began his beginning of the year speech after everyone was seated in the Great hall.
"How did Evans react today?" Sirius whispered to James, who was next to him. James gave a big smile and said back, "She was absolutely shocked."
"More like horrified, I assume," Remus stated with a soft laugh, overhearing their conversation. James gave a fake glare at his werewolf friend.
The sorting hat song began, which was surprisingly dull this year, and after it ended, the sorting began.
However, almost all of the groups of girls weren't paying attention, their eyes were hungrily placed on the Marauders, letting out little giggles with their friends.
"Hey, guys those girls are giggling at us again," Peter pointed out. James smirked, turned around and flashed them a charismatic smile that was capable of melting hearts. Remus chuckled, turning around and caught the eye of one Hufflepuff 6th year girl. She blushed and looked down immediately. Remus, himself, blushed in slight embarrassment.
"Oh, come off it Moony, you need to be taught the art of flirting," Sirius said, and too, turned around, randomly selected a Hufflepuff female, effortlessly winked flirtatiously at her, and flicked the hair out of his eyes. The girl looked ready to faint as she turned around and burst into fits of giggles.
James laughed out loudly, but his laughter died down as he turned around to face the glaring eyes of Lily Evans, it was almost as though she loathed him. The carefree expression was replaced by a grave one as he turned back to face the front.
His eyes wandered aimlessly around the Great hall, the familiar scent filling the air, and the familiar faces. This was his home; Hogwarts was his home. This was their last year here, James knew it was now or never, to make up for the things he did and didn't do before. He'll make sure it will be etched into his memory, and Lily Evans will remember James Potter, one way or another.
Did you notice me,
When my eyes found yours?
You're blinded, but you shall see,
That life with me is something more.
Author's Notes: well, that's the first chapter, I hope you enjoyed it, typical I know, but it'll be my way, it'll be something more, and at least I promise I will try.