AN: I just saw how many Next Generation fics there were and thought I'd have a go myself. Can't promise v. regualar updates but I do have a lot of ideas and I've written 2 so far. Anyway, there will be pairings, and they may not be in chronological order.
PS: Sorry if I've borrowed names from other fics, I can't remember, but I THINK I might hae taken Pam (Charlie's wife) from somewhere.
1.The Hogwarts Express
James watched his family as the train pulled out of the station then as the train picked up momentum he moved back into his compartment where his cousin Cameron was sitting.
You could tell by looking at them that they were both half Weasley, with their red hair and freckles. James had green eyes, a Potter trait, just like their cousin Victoire had inherited her mother's silvery blonde hair, how Amelia's fiery locks fell in curls, taking after her mother Penelope, how Sarah wore Alicia's calm expression rather than George's laughing one. But they all had some Weasley trait, you could count on it. Except for James' brother Albus, of course, who looked the spitting image of their father.
He sat down opposite his cousin and watched the people milling about in the corridors. Fred, Cameron's brother looked in with his best friend, Ben Jordan. Fred stuck his tongue out at the new soon to be First Years, before carrying on down the corridor carrying a rucksack that was no doubt full of Wizard Wheeze's products, like Cameron's.
Clearly even in Fourth Year, he had not given up wreaking havoc.
Cameron gave a sheepish smile. "Is this what you expected?"
"No, not really." replied James. "Thought it would be a lot more interesting."
"I could make it more interesting." said Cameron rummaging through his bag and pulling out a firework. James looked at it.
"Yeah, why not?" he shrugged.
Cameron stuck his head out of the corridor, which had died down a bit, before lighting the end of the firework. It fizzled in his hand and he let it fly, bouncing off walls and sending sparks everywhere. James joined him at the door and laughed as bewildered faces popped out from separate compartments.
One face, that of a small girl their age, with straight brown hair and bright eyes said "That was flipping brilliant." She walked down to their compartment. "Are ye First Years as well?"
They nodded.
"I'm Gráinne, Gráinne Finnegan. I'm starting this year too. Can I sit with you?"
They nodded and the small girl sat down in their compartment. She looked at both of them. "So what are your names then?"
"Cameron Weasley."
"James Potter."
"Potter? Like Harry Potter?" James nodded. The girl continued "Me mam and dad were in the same year and house as him. We still get Christmas cards." She turned on Cameron. "Was your dad Ron?"
"No, George."
"Oh." said Gráinne, shrugging. "Is he the one with the shop in Diagon Alley?"
"Yup. You been there?"
"It's me favourite shop in the world. Did you get that firework there?"
"Yeah."
"Cool!" said Gráinne. "Do you have anymore?"
"Loads." said Cameron smiling. "But I'm not using them all on the train."
"Fair play."
"So you Irish?" asked James.
"Half. Mam says she hadn't a clue how I got the accent, 'cause we've lived here all my life like, so it must just be from hearing Dad talk."
"Who were your parents? I'll ask Dad if he knew them."
"Seamus Finnegan and Lavender Brown." she answered happily. "So d'ye have any family here at the moment?"
"Well." said Cameron taking a deep breath. "There's Charlie and Pam's kids, Sophie and Elliot, Sophie's in Fifth Year, Elliot's in Third. Then there's Uncle Bill and Fleur, they have Victoire, she's the stunning one in Fifth Year with all the hair, and Jean-Paul, he's in Third Year too. Then there's my brother Fred in Fourth Year and my sister Sarah in Third. Oh and Uncle Percy and Aunt Penelope's daughter Amelia's in Fourth Year too."
"And then there's me, and Teddy Lupin in Seventh Year, he's practically family. And then I have a brother and a sister who haven't started, and Ron and Hermione's two haven't started either."
Gráinne whistled. "That's a lot of you. There's just me and me brother Conor in Fourth Year. He's in Hufflepuff. What house do ye want to be in?"
"Gryffindor!" said all three at the same time and smiled.
"Are all your family there?" she asked.
"No, only Elliot, Victoire and Fred so far. And Ted. I think I'll be though." said James proudly.
"Sure of yourself aren't you?" said Gráinne smirking.
Just then a dark skinned girl with long coffee coloured hair walked past the door, smiling vaguely, then turned back, showing wide blue eyes contrasting with her complexion, and waved a large turnip at them before setting off again.
"Who was that?" asked Gráinne.
"Stella Thomas. Ravenclaw Second Year. Old family friend." said James shrugging.
"Completely bonkers." said Cameron.
Gráinne shrugged. "I think I'll go get me robes on and stuff."
"But it's hours away!" said Cameron.
"Yeah, still..." she said and walked out the door.
It was when she walked out that the clouds of lavender smoke appeared and an awful stench filled the entire compartment. She had dropped a Dungbomb. She looked back in the door and laughed at them.
It was at that moment Cameron Weasley decided he would have his first kiss with Gráinne Finnegan or die trying.
Yes I know, I have a fetish with Lavender and Irish names!!! But there shouldn't be too much after this.
