A Young Sherlock Holmes Story (based off the movie) whatever you see or recognize from the movie belongs to the director Berry Levinson and to the writer, who is the director of Harry Potter, you guessed it, Christopher Columbus, and also belongs to the producer Steven Spielberg. It's a Sherlock Holmes Love Story. Anything or anyone you don't recognize from the movie belongs to me. We also have to thank Sir Arthur Conan Doyle for creating Sherlock Holmes. In my story Brompton isn't an all boys school so deal with it.

It was a beautiful snowy morning in London. Our story takes us to the lower parts of London, to a school, filled with professors and students, also known as Brompton Academy. The school was an all boys academy. A cab rolled along up to the academy and stopped at the front. First a somewhat old man got out, he appeared to be somewhere in his sixties, but he had white hair, making him look older. He opened up the back door of the car and a young boy stepped out, from his size he looked much younger then he actually was, and appeared to be around 16 or 17 at the oldest. The boy wasn't skinny, but he wasn't chubby either, he had light brown hair with bangs that stopped at the middle of his forehead, he wasn't tall, but he wasn't short either, he was somewhere around 5"2 maybe or 5"0, it was difficult to tell. He had blue eyes and round glasses that made him look almost nerdy. The boy was pale, though some of that could have been with the weather, he wore a small brown suit and brown coat, and boy was brought up to the boys dorm where there were only three people, as most of them were in class or heading. There was a somewhat horrible noise and it came from a violin, one that was right next to the bed where the new boys stuff was placed. The boy who was playing the violin was wearing a white, long sleeve blouse, on top was a black vest, along with black pants, and a white and green tie; as well as black shoes. The violin boy was skinny, well a healthy skinny, had dark blond curly hair, brown eyes, and he appeared to be around 17 or 18; and looked to be about 5"4. The new boy looked at the boy in uniform strangely as the boy with the violin got frustrated. The new boy was a little surprised when the boy suddenly stood and was about to throw the violin.

"Stop! Isn't that valuable?" the new boy asked stopping the boy from throwing it.

"It's a value of my sanity! I should've mastered the damn thing by now." the boy said frustrated while setting down the violin.

"Well how long have you been playing?" the new boy asked.

"Three days." the curly haired boy answered.

The new boy smirked and said, "Perhaps you should be a little more patient."

"I'm guessing you're the new boy?" the boy asked.

"Yes. I just transferred here, I'm-" the new boy was cut off.

"Wait, allow me." the boy said walking towards the new boy, stopping when he stood right in front of him.

The new boy watched curiously as he was sized up. Suddenly the boy smirked.

"Your name is James Watson, you come from the north of London, you write a lot, your father is a doctor, and you have a love for custard tarts."

The new boy sighed and said, "My name isn't 'James', it's John."

"James, John! What's the difference?"

"A great deal, how did you come about that? Some kind of magic trick?" John asked.

"There's no such thing as magic Watson." a new voice, more feminine said.

"Who is that?" John asked, a little scared.

John noticed a smile playing on the other boys lips. The voice had come from the small closet next to John's bed.

"Well now John there is only one way to solve that mystery." the curly haired boy said with a smirk before saying, "But I already know the answer."

John gave him a confused look, making the other boy sigh as he headed towards the small cupboard. The boy opened the door and something fell out, a girl, landed flat against her stomach at their feet, making the violin boy's smile grow wider.

"I should've know." the boy said helping up the girl.

John looked at the girl. The girl appeared to be around 17, had a healthy skinny figure, had tan skin, had straight red hair that stopped just below her shoulders, she had green eyes, appeared to be almost as tall as the violin boy, she was completely odd and strange. It was mainly her appearance that had shocked John, she was wearing the boy's school uniform wearing a small belt with the pants, but instead of the white shirt and green vest, she wore a normal, plain brown tunic (shirt), and wore mens shoes; that somehow fit her. Not to mention she was in the BOY'S only that she was in an ALL boy's school.

"Oh wipe that smirk off of your face Holmes." she said looking at the two boys with her arms folded.

The boy, who John guessed was Holmes, merely smirked and gave her a knowing look before saying, "You should learn to be more discrete."

"Oh come on Holmes, what's life without a bit of adventure, besides nobody knows I'm here. Though you know the reason why I'm here though?" the girl asked.

"Yes I do, and for right now the answer is still no." Holmes said.

"But I want my rematch! You had an unfair advantage, the stupid sun's light got in my eyes." the girl complain, only now did John hear a slight British accent.

"Um, excuse me, sorry to interrupt, but who exactly are you? And how exactly did he know who I was?" John asked, interrupting their bickering.

Holmes smiled before sitting in the chair by his bed and said "Yes I do apologize, this is my dear friend Lillian Smith, but we call her Lilly for short. As to answer your other question I knew because the tag on your suitcase reads J. Watson, so I picked the two most common names that begin with the letter J, James or John, that would've been my second choice. Your right, pointed (the finger used to point) finger is indented with a callous, which suggests that you spend a great deal of time writing, you have a copy of the encyclopedia for diseases, sense that book is not shown to the general public, only to practicing physicians, and sense someone of your age obviously hasn't been to medical school I concluded that it was given to you by someone very close to you, someone who was concerned about your health, your father, the doctor."

"And the custard tarts?" John asked impressed.

"There's a stain on your collar, it has a color that is only used in pastries, but that particular one is only used in custard tarts, and judging from your shape I guess you've eaten many of them before."

"There's no need to be rude."

Suddenly Holmes got up and grabbed his black coat and said, "Come along Watson, we don't want to be late for chemistry class now."

Lilly then said, "Well I must be off, I have an Literature class to get to. Very nice to meet you John Watson."

She then headed out the door. John said "Wait." to Holmes who paused at the door, turning to face him.

"What's your name?"

Holmes held out his hand and responded with a smile, "Holmes, Sherlock Holmes."

This was the start of a beautiful friendship.

Remember this starts out with the Young Sherlock Holmes following the movie, I recommend watching the movie first because I'm terrible at describing people's appearances, especially men. This is going to continue after the movie and possibly go into the 2009 Sherlock Holmes. Please review.