disclaimer: I don't own anything we already know from the Harry Potter books. I do own the new characters I created for this story. A quick guide through the family roots: Harry Potter + Ginny Weasley Ronald Weasley + Hermione Granger Bill Weasley + Fleur Delacour
This is the first part of the amazing stories of Jimmy Potter. We speak twenty years from now. Young Jimmy Potter is about to start his first year at Hogwarts. How will Jimmy survive at the precious wizard school, being the son of national hero and world-famous Quidditch Seeker, Harry Potter.
- James Arthur Potter (11)
- Sarah Lily Potter (4)
- Jeremy Albus Weasley (14)
- Nicolas Patrick Weasley (11)
- Dylan Arthur Weasley (17)
- Jonah Charlie Weasley (15)
- Jessie Molly Weasley (11)
Charlie Weasley + Rowan Derrick
- Richard Weasley (17)
- Evelyn Weasley (16)
- Lizzy Weasley (11)
Fred and George Weasley are not married, therefore they have no children.
The Jimmy Potter Stories
Jimmy Goes Hogwarts
Chapter One
(Summary: The Weasley children, their wives, husbands and children, have been enjoying a nice few weeks together at The Burrow, at the end of the summer holiday.)
"James Potter! Get down here right now!" bellowed a very upset Harry Potter. He stood at the foot of the stairs, waiting for his son to come down. It was the day that Jimmy would leave for Hogwarts for the first time, and, a stunned Harry, noticed that his son had not yet packed his trunk, with only two hours left before the Hogwarts Express would leave.
James Arthur Potter came slowly down the stairs, a little frightened. He had been upstairs with his cousin Nicolas, hiding for their grandmother because they didn't think she would like the fact that they exchanged her wand for a Weasley Pop-Up wand, a gift from their uncles.
Most likely she had found out about the wand and told his dad about it.
Dad must be pretty angry, Jimmy thought. He never calls me James unless he's really angry.
When Jimmy finally reached the end of the stairs, Harry looked down upon him.
"Jim, care to explain why your trunk isn't packed yet? The train leaves in about two hours, young man."
Jimmy let out a relieved sigh. Dad didn't know about the wand, thank god.
"I –uh. I kinda forgot about my trunk. I figured mom would do it."he admitted.
"You figured mom would do it?" Harry bellowed. "Your eleven years old James. Take some responsibility!"
James looked down at his shoes. He couldn't really handle it when his dad got angry with him.
"Now get your arse up to you room! Get. That. Trunk. Packed. I'll be checking in half an hour so you better hurry!"
Jimmy turned around and sprinted towards his room as Harry turned around and entered the kitchen.
"What was that all about?" Ginny asked. She was sitting at the table, together with Hermione and Arthur and Molly Weasley.
"Your son!" Harry muttered as he got down next to her and placed his four-year-old daughter on his lap. "The kid still hasn't packed his trunk. And that has to go off to Hogwarts." He sighed.
"Where is he now?" Molly Weasley asked sharply.
"In his room I hope, for his sake!" Harry answered.
Molly Weasley got up from her chair and started dashing towards the door.
"Then I figure that cute cousin of his, is with him as well. And I have got to go talk with them about a certain wand!"
With a look that would scare anyone she left the kitchen. Arthur Weasley grinned.
"Those boys. They remind me of certain twins I know. He looked at Harry and Hermione. "Be prepared to receive a lot of owls about those two. I can assure you they will turn Hogwarts upside down, with or without Fred and George's help."
Just at that moment, the twins entered the kitchen.
"Help?" Fred asked.
"For who?" George added.
Arthur Weasley started to laugh. "I was just telling Harry and Hermione that their sons look a lot like the pair of you! So that they have to be prepared for a lot of owls."
Fred and George looked at each other and started to laugh.
"You better watch out for toilet seats, Harry old boy." Fred said as he patted Harry on the should and got down at the table.
Hermione looked very startled as Harry started to laugh, remembering the joke that the twins made, the very first time he ever saw them.
"I'm sure Jeremy will keep an eye on Nicolas. Or, in better words, he WILL keep an eye on Nicky!" Hermione said. "And Dylan's Head Boy and Jonah and Evelyn are both Gryffindor Prefects. And they know perfectly well about the habits of those two."
Dylan Weasley, the oldest Weasley grandchild, had just entered the kitchen and he happened to have overheard the conversation. "Don't worry, aunt Hermione. I'll keep an eye on little Jimmy and little Nicky."
"Thank you Dylan!" Hermione replied.
In the mean time, Jimmy had just received a terrible sermon from his grandmother about the wand. He and Nicolas sat together on Jimmy's bed, and waited for their grandmother to leave. As soon as Molly Weasley left the room, Jimmy started to pack his things.
"That was fun!" Nicolas decided. "She never got this angry before. Maybe I should ask uncle Fred for more of those wands!"
Jimmy did not respond. He seemed to be lost in thoughts.
"I'm really looking forward to Hogwarts you know! After all those stories uncle George told me! I really want to go and see that piece of swamp they created. And search for the secret passages. The only cruel thing is that Dylan is Head Boy and Jonah and Evelyn are prefects. That's terrible you know." Nicolas looked at Jim but he didn't respond, so Nicolas continued his story.
"I mean, they actually know us! They'll keeping eyes out for anything we can pull and that's really bad!" Nicolas took some time to think. "But on the other hand, it's obvious that uncle Fred and uncle George favour us. That'll pay off in the end!"
Jim still didn't respond. In the end, Nicolas hit him hard against the should. "Jim, come on, what's wrong with you!"
"Dad shouted at me." Jim answered. The confession alone was enough for Nicolas to shut up. An unwritten rule in the Weasley family was that the fathers never shouted to their children. Mothers alright, but if you had your father yelling, you really went to far.
"What did you do then?" Nicolas asked. "And why wasn't I involved?"
"He was angry because I didn't pack my trunk. Can you believe that?" Jim shrugged. "I don't know what's wrong with him, and I'm not going to ask either!"
Nicolas closed his mouth. He was going to suggest that Jim would go and ask his dad what was wrong. On the other hand, he knew his uncle Harry wasn't much of a talker, very unlikely to his own dad. Ron Weasley seemed to take the father-job to serious sometimes, and often he drove Nicolas mad with asking if he was alright. But at least Nicolas could tell anything to his dad. Nicolas knew that Jimmy couldn't do that. He just never felt really comfortable with Harry.
"I tell you what," Nicolas started after a few moments of silence. "I'll help you pack your trunk, we'll carry it down and then we'll go and see if we can have a go on Richard's broom!"
Jimmy seemed to agree to that, so they packed the trunk, carried it downstairs, and went looking for their older cousin.