The Tale of James Rabbit Potter and Lewis Bunny Zabini

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the original characters or Beatrix Potter stories or characters.

"Daddy! Daddy! tell us a bed time story pleeeease!!" begged the four little boys, with two pairs of emerald wide green eyes and another pair of molten silver wide eyes. Harry Potter sighed and answered back "Whci story would you like me to read to you?"

"Peter Rabbit! Peter Rabbit" the boys chorused.

Harry smiled and walked over to the bookcase and picked up the much loved book called 'Peter Rabbit' and went to join his four sons in their bedroom. Harry entered the boys bedroom, the bedroom was decorated with a fairytale wallpaper, green rolling hills with and wizard riding their brooms to save the beautiful princess in the tower.

Harry remebered Hermione having a rant about how sexiest the wallpaper was, Harry chuckled at the memory.

Harry sat down on to one of the beds and began the story.

Characters

Peter rabbit - James

Mrs Rabbit - Draco

Flopsy - Isaac

Mopsy - Alexander

Cotton-tail - Mathew

Mr McGregor - Voldermort

Benjamin Bunny - Daniel Zabini

Once upon a there were four little rabbits, and their names were Isaac,Alexander, Mathew and James. They lived with their mother and father in a sandbank, underneath the root of a very big fir-tree.

"Now, then," said Draco one morning to his children, "You may go into the fields, or down the lane but don't go into Mr Voldermort's garden. Your father had an accident there- he was almost put into a pie by Mrs Voldermort."

"Run along now and don't get into mischief. I'm going out," said Draco.

Then he took her basket and umbrella and went through the wood to the baker.

Isaac, Alexander and Mathew, who were good little bunnies, went down the lane to gather blackberries.

But James, who was very naught, ran off towards Mr Voldermort's garden. On the way he saw his friend Daniel.

"Meet me tomorrow at the big fir-tree!" Daniel whispered.

James soon arrived to a gate, James squeezed under the gate into Mr Voldermort's garden.

First he ate some lettuces and some French beans; and then he ate some radishes.

"Ooh! My favourite," he said happily.

And then, feeling rather sick, James went to look for some parsley. But whom do you think he should meet round the end of a cucumber frame?

"Oh help!" gasped James

"It's Mr Voldermort!"

Mr Voldermort jumped up and was after James in no time, shouting, "Stop thief!"

James was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate. He lost his shoes and ran faster on all fours. Indeed, James might have got away altogther if he had not run into a gooseberry net.

"Hurry, James, hurry" urged some friendly sparrows.

"It's no use," sobbed James trying to struggle free,

"My brass buttons are all caught up"

Still James struggled free with the some help from the friendly sparrows.

James rushed into the toolshed, and jumped into a watering can. It would have a beautiful thing to hide in if it had not had so much water in it. Soon Mr Voldermort entered the shed.

"Come on oot, ye wee beastie," muttered Mr Voldermort, searching for James under the flowerpots.

Suddenly, James sneezed,

"Kertyshoo!" and Mr Voldermort was after him in no time.

James jumped out of a window and ran off. James soon found a door in in a wall; but it was locked and there was no room for him to squeeze underneath. He asked an old mouse the way to the gate, but she had such a large pea in her mouth that she could not answer. James began to cry.

"I want my mummy" whimpered James.

James soon began to get himself back togther and carried on trying to find a way out. James soon came to a pond where a white cat was staring at some goldfish. He crept away quitly; he had heard about cats from his father Harry. And then James saw the gate!

He ran as fast as he could and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden. Mr Voldermort hung up the little jacket and shoes for a scarecrow.

James was not very well during the evening, so his mother put him to bed and made some camomile tea. But Isaac, Alexander and Mathew had bread and milk and blackberries for supper. James father Harry had to tell James off for being a very naughty.

The next day Daniel Zabini was sitting on a bank waiting for he heard the trittrot, trit trot of a ponny.

"It's Mr and Mrs Voldermort going out! I'd better find James right away," he thought, and rushed off to find his friend. James was sitting alone, wrapped only in a red ctton pocket-handkerchief and looking very sorry for himself.

"Who has got your clothes?" said Daniel.

"The scarecrow in Mr Voldermort's garden," repied James and he told Daniel what had happened the day before.

Little Daniel laughed.

"That's what I came to tell you. Mr Voldermort has gone out, and Mrs Voldermort."

They made their way to Mr Voldermort's garden and got up onto the wall. James coat and shoes were plainly to be seen on the scarecrow, topped with an old tam-o-shanter of Mr Voldermort's.

"It spoils people's clothes to squeeze under a gate," said Daniel.

"The proper way to get in, is to climb down a pear tree."

Little Daniel said that the first thing to be done was to get back James clothes.

Once that was done, Daniel suggested that they should fill the handkerchief with onions as a present for James mother Draco. James was not enjoying himself.

But Daniel was quite at home and ate a lettuce leaf. James said he should like to go home. Then he dropped half the onions!

"Be careful!" shouted Daniel.

"Sorry" mumbled James.

But as they turned a corner, James and Daniel stopped suddenly.

"Gracious, what now, Daniel?" asked James.

This is what those little rabbits saw around the corner! A big furry tabby cat with a red bow resting on the ground her tail swishing around on the floor.

"Quick, under here," whispered Daniel. "She's coming towards us."

The two little rabbits rann under a big whicker basket. Perhaps the cat like the smell of onions - because she sat down on top of the basket. She sat there for five hours dreaming of catching mice.

Draco was getting anxious. "Mr Zabini, have you seen my son, James? He's been missing all day."

"Daniel has taken himself off too," replied Daniels father. "Leave it to me, Draco, I think I know where the young rascals have got to. And if I'm right..."

"Father!" shouted Daniel from beneath the basket.

The cat looked up and saw Mr Zabini prancing along the top of the wall. Mr Zabini had no opinon whatever of cats. He kicked her into the greenhouse and locked the door.

Mr Zabini pulled Daniel and James from beneath that basket and gave thema smack on the bottom.

"Daniel first, I think, then James...Off home with you now."

Then Mr Zabini took the handkerchief of onions, and marched those two naughty rabbits all the way home.

When James came home he was soon smothered by his mother and father and brothers.

"Well, at least you've found your jacket and shoes, James said Draco, relieved to see his son home safely. As soon as everyone settled down James mother Draco began to rock her two youngest children to sleep. James father Harry was folding up the handkerchief.

"There now my dears," he added, "All's well that ends well. But let that be a lesson to you, James,"

The End

Harry looked over at his children who were now sleeping soundly tucked up in their beds sucking their thumbs.

Harry quitely walked out of his childrens room and headed towards the master bedroom. Harry found Draco already dozing off to sleep.

"It's your turn to tell them a story tomorrow" Harry whispered into Draco's ear.

Harry smiled before cuddling his lover and also joinig his family into dreamland.