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This is another James Sirius Potter story. :)

"I am pretty confident that Professor Binns should quit talking for the rest of his immortal ghost life or he is going to kill all of us, students." Fred laughed as James and him walked out of their History of Magic class. They more of strutted down the corridor heading toward the Great Hall for dinner.

"I, James Sirius Potter, second that statement." James raised his right hand as if he were swearing that what he said was true. He then placed his hand over his heart and stopped walking for just long enough to say, "Or else I believe I will be the first victim." James pretended to be dead.

"James? James? Oh my goodness, my cousin just died!" Fred yelled out in panic. "Help! Help! Professor Binns has successfully murdered my cousin. He was like the sibling I wanted but sadly, instead, I was cruelly given Roxanne. Oh someone help me!" Fred cried out as if James was actually dead.

"I don't see a single problem with the death of James. Actually, I find the world a better place and I don't have a shadow every second of my life." An unexpected voice said as the figure walked up behind the pair of boys.

"Teddy!" Theodore Lupin smirked as the fourteen-year-old boys called out for him in glee.

"The one and only." The older boy bowed cockily. Teddy was the older brother James never had. He was practically family. He was Harry's Godson and lived with the Potters most of the time. No one minded, of course, for everyone truly loved Teddy. He was all the had left of Remus and Tonks. They were two victims of the war who would never be forgotten.

"What are you doing here?" asked James curiously.

"Ah, just doing a few things here and there. Mostly checking up on people praying they be up to good thing instead of bad. You know me, I do what I can." Teddy shrugged angel-like.

James rolled his brown eyes, "Dad's here again, isn't he?" He stopped walking and looked at Teddy. He continued, "Don't lie to me. I know you come every time Dad does so you can help talk about the war. So you can be an example of why war is bad. You're an orphan and all that-"

Fred covered James's mouth and shot a glare at him. "We'll be right back Teddy." Fred pulled James away before sorrowful Teddy could say anything. Fred pushed James against a wall and took his hand off his mouth.

"What the heck James? Could you be anymore inconsiderate? Look at Teddy-" Fred pointed at the twenty-year-old. He was looking at the ground. It didn't take a genius to figure out what he was thinking about. "You know the topic about his parents are hard for him. You should know more than anyone."

"Well, excuse me Freddie. I didn't know you were becoming a girl." James laughed. "Why didn't I get the memo my dear friend? Since when did you care about other people's feelings?" James tilted his head to the side before gasping. "Damn. Hailey got to you man! She got to you!"

"Oh shut it, James. That's not the point!" Fred shouted. "The point is that you are being inconsiderate and you don't give a-"

"What else is new?" Dominique asked as she walked up next to the two boys. "Fred you are actually surprised about this? I'm not. My God, James is the worst." James puffed his chest out proudly. "And that's not a good thing James!"

"Yeah it is! I mean, c'mon, you know my toolness is a major factor in the ladies." James announced proudly. He then winked at another student walking up the hall. She nervously waved back and grinned. "See."

Dominique rolled her blue eyes, "Or maybe you're father has something to do with girls drooling over you like lost puppies! You look identical to him except you have your Mum's eyes and everything."

"You're lucky I have enough manners not to hit you. It's not right." James murmured under his breath. "Just shut up, Dominique. No one wanted you in this fuc-"

"You better not be saying what I think you are about to say James Sirus." Harry Potter. Yes, the Harry Potter said as he strolled up the corridor. He cautiously looked down into his oldest son's eyes. "We don't want another incident like we had over break now do we?"

"No." said James disgustedly. "Why are you here? You usually only come in the months leading up the stupid battle."

"You mean the battle that made it so that you are alive today?" Dominique popped in.

"Like I mentioned before Dominique, no one asked you!" James yelled.

"You would of known if you would of came to your Defense Against the Dark Arts class today. Did you just feel like skipping or was there a problem with your memory that you had it? As I talked to your Professor this isn't the first time either." Harry stated loud enough that fellow peers of James stopped to watch the scene in front of them.

James groaned, "Not now Dad, people are staring."

"You never cared about people staring before. You finally get your spot-"

"Dominique, I advise you to end where you are at and leave." Harry said calmly. "I don't think you want to hear this next part of the conversation. You too, Fred. You leave with Dominique." Harry said. "I am very surprised that you would be acting of this nature as well, Dom, you are usually very mannered."

"Your son can explain that one. I have two words to help him reminisce, Meredith Jones." Dominique stuck her nose in the air before she scurried off to catch up with her friends. She didn't leave however, before slapping James in the face with her perfect blond hair.

"Catch you later dude. Um, have fun with this." Fred patted James on the back before rushing off to talk to Teddy more.

"Who's Meredith Jones?" James looked down shamefully.

"James, you will answer me. Don't make this worse than it is. Just tell me and it will all be over with. Honestly out of all you kids, you are the only one to insist on keeping things from your mother and me. Just spill and I won't get mad." Harry said truthfully. The Potters all had a rather tight bond with each other. They told each other everything. James found no point in it though. He found that some things like Melanie Jones, was best-kept quiet.

"If I tell you… Can we go somewhere private? I don't appreciate my fellow peers listening in." James glared at some students who were watching the father and son. The students' faces blushed dark scarlet and they scurried off in many directions. James sighed and leant against the wall.

"Okay, that sounds fine to me, but I want the truth James. Don't think I don't know if you are lying or not. I raised you." Warned Harry as he led James into a deserted classroom. Harry sat in a chair as James sat on a desk. "Start speaking."

"First off, I didn't mean the thing I said about the Battle. It wasn't true. I was only annoyed with Fred and Dominique. They were accusing me of being inconsiderate to Teddy and everyone else." James muttered honestly.

"You can't blame them, Jay, you are rather obnoxious and self-"

"I got it Dad." James grumped. "Anyway, to the main reason-"

"Meredith Jones?" asked Harry with an eyebrow raised.

James sighed and gave a small nod, "I may of snogged her a bit- okay a lot- and um, well, lead her own to think I liked her. I mean, I didn't know she thought that, but apparently, if you snog a girl it usually means you like them. I never heard of that, but I guess its true, well according to Rose at least. Back to the main topic, well the next day she caught me snogging Rachel Faith, and went all how-could-you on me and I didn't know that she felt the way she did. All I knew when I kissed her was that she was hot that she wanted to snog me. I didn't know she felt anything for me. I mean, if I did-"

"James."

"I wouldn't have done it. The reason that it got Dominique pis- I mean angry- yeah, angry was that Meredith just so happened to be her best friend. Really, it honestly isn't a big deal, if you think about it." James finished with an innocent grin.

James learned from the past that telling the truth was the best way because if he lied he always got caught. His parents could see right through him. It was crazy how they could. Every since he was a little boy they could, well mostly. He could get away with making Albus clean and eat his veggies for him. Older siblings were supposed to do those things to younger ones though, right?

James peered up at Harry. Harry shook his head and bit his lip trying to think of a way to respond. James had gone to a new level of cruelness. No one else in the family was like this, well Fred was, but since he had been dating his girlfriend he had gotten better. James was inconsiderate and self-centered even when he had a girlfriend. Ever since when he was thirteen and Jennifer Bones came into his life and distoryed him at the end of six months.

"James why do you insist on hurting other people?" Harry asked curiously. James looked up at his father and shrugged.

"I don't insist on hurting them, I just do."

"Oh, my bad, how could I of said that. Maybe because you are even like this to your mother and I. We try to do whatever we can for you and you somehow upset us everytime. James, what has gotten into you this past year?" Harry interrogated.

James shrugged, "Dunno. I just do."

"James, I don't have time for this. You and I both know this isn't you, so stop acting like it is. I know you are a very caring person James. You have always been. I remember when you were younger and you insisted on giving money to the homeless. You were like that until just recently and I will find out why and I will have you changed back." Harry commanded.

"Oh, I am so scared Dad." James said sarcastically. "Haven't you ever heard of once a person change they never come back? I'm not changing back. I am a lot happier now."

"Well guess what, no one else is my son. Now please be on your best behavior, try your best, and don't let me ever hear about you snogging a girl just for fun. Got it?" Harry asked sternly.

"Yeah, yeah Pops." James laughed.

"James, I am warning you."

"Okay, okay. I'll cut it out, okay? Can I go eat now?" James asked. He looked up at Harry with a look that made Harry sure he had gotten the message. Harry nodded and placed a hand on James's shoulder.

"You aren't a bad person James. I want you to know that." Harry then nodded again before saying, "Go a head and eat, I have to go talk to Professor MaGonagal anyway. Your Mum, you, and me will have a talk during holiday break though. Don't think I won't forget about this."
"Yes Dad. I'll see you guys then I guess." James said before hugging Harrry. He wasn't made of complete evil. He had good in him too, amazingly.

"I love you Jay." Harry said hugging James back.

"Love you too, Dad. I'm going to eat now though. See you!" James hollered as he broke the hug and ran out of the classroom towards the Great Hall. He was fifteen minutes late for dinner. How wonderful that was.

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The Great Hall was remarkably stunning. The ceiling was enchanted to look like the winter sly outside Puffs of white clouds were smashed together and they produced tiny snowflakes that vanished before hitting a single person. Besides the winter appearance, the area of the Hall was toasty as Professors and students all ate their meal. They had millions of choices to chose from whether they wanted a slice of Pumpkin Pie or maybe they preferred chicken or perhaps, in the Scamander's case, pudding. There was everything one could desire that was of the food selection. This surprised many. Most of the time feasts like this only accord at starts and end of terms. No one complained though. If this was what they received they took it merrily.

"Yeah, he is completely toast Diffy. Uncle Harry is probably having James beheaded at this very moment." Dominique giggled as she brushed her blond hair seductively for a couple of guys. Being one half veela came in handy.

"Peachy, because he deserves to die, painfully. Worst part of everything is he never even apologized to me. I deserve better than that piece of trash." Meredith stated as she ate some pie.

"Excuse me for interrupting, but truthfully you two are overrating." Roxy rolled her brown eyes. "I mean, its James, did you honestly expect better of him? If you did you deserve what you got." Roxanne was never one to put up with drama. She rather ended it. Sitting next to two Drama Queens didn't do her well.

"You have no idea how it feels to be heartbroken. You have no right to speak about this subject. You are too- you, "Meredith made a grossed out face before continuing, "to get a boyfriend anyway, so everyone knows you have no right to speak." She then pouted as she placed more make-up on her face.

"First off, you guys look like life-sized Barbie. Secondly, I have never got heartbroken because I don't find the need to have a man in my life. They only cause trouble and get in my way, really." Roxanne plainly stated to the Barbie-like clones. She shrugged as she watched Meredith's eyes squint into a glare aiming straight at her. Roxanne flashed an innocent smile and the other girls rolled their eyes.

"Boys only cause distraction to our school work as well. It is proven that girls with boyfriends score lower than single women. Boys also pressure you into no good things. I can take it that you understand what I mean." Molly added in with a know-it-all attitude.

"She is worse than Rose." Dominique whispered to Meredith. Meredith rolled her eyes in a way to say I know. Can they get anymore annoying and nerdy?

"Ugh. Both of you guys know nothing. One of you is a troll and the other is a nerd. You two couldn't get boys if you had too." Meredith smirked as she ran her hair through her velvet blond hair.

"Oh that's it. I've had enough. You'll pay for that one you no good, filthy little rodent! All you are is a premature Barbie and you are disgusting. Just because you have blond hair and blue eyes doesn't mean you are prefect. If only you knew what others say about you!" Roxy lost it. After she got that off her chest, she sympathetically glanced at Dominique. "I'm sorry, but I hate Meredith."

"I can hear you, you know."

"And I don't freaking care." Roxanne shot back.

"It's fine Roxy, just calm down please. And Diffy, quit being a prat-"

"Dom, you are just as bad as she is." Roxy said with a glare. "So don't even start."

"Oh shut-"

"Meredith, I am sorry for hurting you." James was standing next to Meredith as the fight between girl's clamed down. Mere glared at him and shoved her hand in his face as to say whatever. James looked the floor knowing he didn't deserve to be forgiven. Being a tool had its downer points to it.

"Whatever James, I don't have time for this." Meredith suddenly froze when what he had just said finally hit her. She turned back to James with tear-struck eyes. He hardly ever apologized to anyone. "Oh James!" She cried.

James was bewildered. He had no clue what to do. He was never good with crying people. If he had kwon she was going to act like that than he wouldn't of apologized to her. He would have just shrugged it off. "Um, yeah, so, like, well, I-I'm just going to sit down over hear, yeah, well bye." As he walked away from the crying girl, he smirked to himself. Kind act of the day… check. I apologized. Go James! Heck yeah! I am awesome. Psh, I rock.

He finally got to eat after he sat between Fred and Louis. They all crammed food down their throats as Rose looked at them. She was obliviously disgusted. Lily chatted with Albus as if nothing was going on and Hugo listened into her tale commenting every once in a while.

"Do you guys chew or do you just swallow everything whole?" Rose wandered curiously.

"Depends on what we are eating." Louis replied with a mouth full.

"Ewe." Rose cried.

"Is this any better?" James asked as he opened his mouth up so Rose could see all the food in it.

"Ewe! Ewe! Shut your mouth now!" She slapped James's arm lightly.

James laughed and shook his head. He left his mouth open and stuffed it in Rose's face. Rose jumped out of her seat. Lily and Albus ended their conversation and watched Rose. They both cracked up. Hugo silently watched. He wasn't one to show emotions. He was rather weird according to James.

"Rose if you continue acting like it bugs you then they won't quit. Act like it doesn't bother you." Lily smiled. Her face was turning red from laughter. Albus and Hugo joined in the torment Rose action. Both began chewing obnoxiously and disgustingly. Rose slapped them all in the forearms.

"You guys are jerks, you know that?" She shot at them.

"Not the first time I've been called that." James laughed.

"Ugh. Just leave me alone, honestly." Rose collected her things and got up from the table. She strutted out of the Hall. All the Weasley Clan was laughing their butts off. Ah, what a wonderful dinner after such a hectic day.

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The following day James made it to all of his classes, mostly because he knew the Professor were to watch him. Luckily, Harry and Teddy were gone so Defense Against the Dark Arts went by smoothly. Transfiguration, Charms, and Care of Magic Creatures went by in a flash. The day seemed pretty well until James had to go to Potions. He tried to avoid that classroom as much as he could. Not only because of the class was taken there but right next door was where Jennifer Bones- Well, that's for later. Anyway, James made his way down into the dungeon. Fred talked to him in a rapid speed. James wasn't listening. His mind was only concentrated on it. It, the worst day of his life. It had made him break down so many times. It was haunting him to this day. James prayed to God every night to help him forget. It was no use though. The memory and scar from it, was just too deep.

"James? Jay?" Fred asked.

"Huh? What? Yeah?" James blabbered.

"A- well- are you okay, mate?" Fred wondered.

James nodded, "Y-Yeah, why?"

"Because you haven't moved from that spot. Potions is about to start." He notified.

"Oh. Yeah, yeah, let's go into the room, I guess." Stuttered James.

Fred looked at James weird for a moment before agreeing and leading the way into the classroom. The room was full. There was only two seats left open actually. They weren't together either. Both boys exchanged looks. Looks that meant Crap! We can't blow the school up now. This whole seating thing ruined their plan of the day.

Fred won the seat in the back row so James was stuck with the seat in the third row. Everyone knew that was the worse row. It was where all the weird kids sat in. You know the ones with no friends and stuff. Now, the James was stuck there. He was disgusted with himself. He turned around and flipped off Fred, who shot a glare t his cousin.

"Mr. Potter, please put your finger away." Professor Newton announced as he entered the room. "Or will I have to put it to work?" He asked peering at James over his squared spectacles.

James turned around and shamefully looked at Newton. "My bad, Sir, won't happen again." He assured the teacher. You were a fool to believe him though. For my God, James was- well, James!

"Now today class, we will be learning a new Potions called the Draught of Living Death. It is a difficult Potion to make, normally one would not attempt to make it unless they passed their OWLs. I say, let's give it a try. Now, some kids in this class are not to good with following directions so take a good look at the person sitting next to you. They will be your partners for this. You may now begin." Professor Newton smiled.

James looked to the person next to him. It was a girl. She had dark, brown hair tucked back into a tight ponytail. According to her robes, she was a Gryffindor. James smirked, at least she wasn't a Slytherin. She shot a glare over at James and mumbled, "You going to stare at me all day or are we going to go ahead and do this. Oh, and please don't touch anything. I'm not in the mood to die thanks to you spilling the Potion."

"Haha. Very funny. I dare to say, I am quite well at-"

"Lying is very bad for one's health. Should I dare to tell you." She interrupted him with an innocent smirk.

James leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. He rolled his eyes and watched as the girl began to do the Potion. She had a hard, concentrating look on her pale, sweet face. She had beautiful crystal-like eyes. She was petit but had a bloody good figure. James couldn't help but notice he found it hard to take his eyes off of her. He scouted up in his seat a bit to look at the Potion. He checked the other Potions around them. They were either a head or behind. He wasn't sure which.

"I'm James Potter, by the way. Remember the name, you'll be worshipping it one day." He smirked and held his hand out for her to shake it. He gave her a small wink, like he did every time he did this routine.

"I already no who you are. You are the selfish, arrogant, conceded Potter." She paused for a moment and looked up at him. "You may have the looks, but your brother has the thing that really matters- a heart."

"I'd rather have looks than a heart. What do you get from heart? Nothing. A person gets nothing. So I am positive I got the better deal in this." James laughed obnoxiously.

"Oh really?" She asked him with an eyebrow raised. "You should note that with heart you are blessed with me returning your handshake and getting to know my name. Apparently, since you don't like heart, then you don't get to know do you?" She snickered. "Two can play this game."

"Two can play this game." James mocked her. "What the hell. You think your all that don't you?"

"Me? Me? Um, who is doing this assignment and being attack by a pig? I am, not you." She snapped. She continued working.

James gapped at her. He leaned back again and looked away from her. She laughed in pleasure. "You are really dying to know my name aren't you? Too bad, you don't get it."

"You'd probably suck anyway." James mumbled to himself.

"Maybe, maybe not. I've only heard good things, but then again none of the boys I've snogged has gone through the whole school." She added. "You're disgusting."

"I haven't gone through the whole school- that'd be absorbed. I only date people older or my age. Younger kids are out of bounds." James exclaimed.

She curiously looked up at him. Her voice was soft and sweet, "Why is that?"

"I hate it when people get hurt. I don't want to hurt them. It is in the stats that younger girls get hurt easier than older ones. That's why I never do anything more than snogging."

"Maybe, Mr. Potter, maybe you are worth knowing my name." She gazed into his eyes and swore she saw a pinch of hurt lingering in the chocolate presence of them. She shrugged it off and turned back towards the cauldron. "Sarah."

"What?"

"My name is Sarah."

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