Disclaimer, I don't own any of the HP characters ect ect.
Alright people, this is supposedly James life before and during Hogwarts...
I am by no means ANYWHERES near to done, and the first chapter is really
short, but my dads yellin at me and I can't write anymore right now. Also
it seemed like the right place to cut off. Review please.
The little screams barely reached the next block, frail hands reached for nothing. The baby boy's breath came in short raged puffs, freezing on the bitter air. He screamed and cried, his small form shivering and shaking from the cold. His small gray-blue eyes filled with watery tears.
The young couple walked down London's lamp lighted side streets laughing gaily. One was a man. He was tall with elegant looking facial features that gave him a certain grace; any woman would find him very handsome indeed. He had unkempt shaggy black hair that fell almost to his shoulders and a pair of shining amber eyes. His clothes looked casual, a white t- shirt, faded black jeans and a pitch-black trench coat.
The other was a woman, also tall and fairly intimidating with long dark brown hair, it was in a half bun and hung below her waist. She wore a dark green shirt that rose above her abdomen and a pair of cut up leather pants. Bracelets adorned her slender arms and neck. All with a single motto seemingly. Snakes. But what set her apart from all others were her eyes. If you dared look into those eyes they would burn your soul. They shone silver. She stopped suddenly causing the young man to give her a hard look. "C'mon Ai-"
"Talon Potter! Be quiet!"
"What is it? Can you feel another-"
"No! Now shut up!" she snapped. Her acute, inhuman hearing led her to a dark alleyway. In it she saw a baby. Lying among the trash, wrapped in newspaper. "Oh no Aisslin!" the man grabbed at his wife's hand seeing the look in her eyes. She glared at him and he let go, knowing full well what could happen to him. He turned his legs slightly shielding his most private parts.
The woman gently picked up the child and he fell quite immediately. She looked down upon the slumbering bundle and smiled one of her rare smiles. "Were keeping him Talon." The teenage boy grimaced, "but we already have our hands full with Ashar! And he's a shifter vamp. You know how hard this is going to be to keep track of both of them AND keep our identity a secret from that kid?" The female narrowed her silver eyes "We wont keep it from him, he's part of the family."
The man knew how futile it would be to argue and nodded mutely. They glided through the shadows in silence, reaching a stone mansion. Talon pulled a large old-fashioned key from his pocket and unlocked four bolts before opening the door for his wife. The mansion was large with blood red carpets, lined in gold trim, candle chandeliers hung from the ceiling, magically lighting at their entrance. The floor was made of marble, walls of stone.
A pair of glimmering green eyes met them at the walkway as a four-year-old boy came toddling up "mummy!" he reached his arms into the air, messy honey colored hair falling into his face. "mummy!" he repeated.
The black haired man picked up his son. "Hey, where's auntie Raine and uncle Crow?" he asked his little boy. "I heard that!" a somewhat feminine voice shouted from up stairs. Footsteps could be heard and a shirtless black haired red-eyed man appeared, looking less than thrilled, hanging onto his arm was a young looking teen with wild light blue hair and white eyes.
The blue haired boy spoke up again "AUNTIE Raine?" Talon snorted in amusement "Of course, after all Crow is the dick in the relationship."
"I'll take that as a complement" the older man arched an eyebrow at his friend.
"Naturally."
"Boys! Hush!" all eyes turned to the female who was rocking the small lump in her arms. Raine made a squeaking sound and disappeared only to reappear beside his friend. He coed over the boy for a few minutes before Crow broke the silence. "What is his name?" both men seemed to know that the married couple intended on keeping the boy. Aisslin leaned over to kiss her blood son, Ashar's forehead gently.
"His name shall be James... James Potter."
The baby opened his blue eyes slowly, seeing his new family for the first time. Not knowing that the man and woman who had taken him under their wing were the most feared and respected vampires in the whole of England... Talaenar Potter and Aisslin Wolfborn.
Ok, ok, I know it wasn't that good, but I promise it will get better and LONGER! This may take a while * grumbles incoherently *
The little screams barely reached the next block, frail hands reached for nothing. The baby boy's breath came in short raged puffs, freezing on the bitter air. He screamed and cried, his small form shivering and shaking from the cold. His small gray-blue eyes filled with watery tears.
The young couple walked down London's lamp lighted side streets laughing gaily. One was a man. He was tall with elegant looking facial features that gave him a certain grace; any woman would find him very handsome indeed. He had unkempt shaggy black hair that fell almost to his shoulders and a pair of shining amber eyes. His clothes looked casual, a white t- shirt, faded black jeans and a pitch-black trench coat.
The other was a woman, also tall and fairly intimidating with long dark brown hair, it was in a half bun and hung below her waist. She wore a dark green shirt that rose above her abdomen and a pair of cut up leather pants. Bracelets adorned her slender arms and neck. All with a single motto seemingly. Snakes. But what set her apart from all others were her eyes. If you dared look into those eyes they would burn your soul. They shone silver. She stopped suddenly causing the young man to give her a hard look. "C'mon Ai-"
"Talon Potter! Be quiet!"
"What is it? Can you feel another-"
"No! Now shut up!" she snapped. Her acute, inhuman hearing led her to a dark alleyway. In it she saw a baby. Lying among the trash, wrapped in newspaper. "Oh no Aisslin!" the man grabbed at his wife's hand seeing the look in her eyes. She glared at him and he let go, knowing full well what could happen to him. He turned his legs slightly shielding his most private parts.
The woman gently picked up the child and he fell quite immediately. She looked down upon the slumbering bundle and smiled one of her rare smiles. "Were keeping him Talon." The teenage boy grimaced, "but we already have our hands full with Ashar! And he's a shifter vamp. You know how hard this is going to be to keep track of both of them AND keep our identity a secret from that kid?" The female narrowed her silver eyes "We wont keep it from him, he's part of the family."
The man knew how futile it would be to argue and nodded mutely. They glided through the shadows in silence, reaching a stone mansion. Talon pulled a large old-fashioned key from his pocket and unlocked four bolts before opening the door for his wife. The mansion was large with blood red carpets, lined in gold trim, candle chandeliers hung from the ceiling, magically lighting at their entrance. The floor was made of marble, walls of stone.
A pair of glimmering green eyes met them at the walkway as a four-year-old boy came toddling up "mummy!" he reached his arms into the air, messy honey colored hair falling into his face. "mummy!" he repeated.
The black haired man picked up his son. "Hey, where's auntie Raine and uncle Crow?" he asked his little boy. "I heard that!" a somewhat feminine voice shouted from up stairs. Footsteps could be heard and a shirtless black haired red-eyed man appeared, looking less than thrilled, hanging onto his arm was a young looking teen with wild light blue hair and white eyes.
The blue haired boy spoke up again "AUNTIE Raine?" Talon snorted in amusement "Of course, after all Crow is the dick in the relationship."
"I'll take that as a complement" the older man arched an eyebrow at his friend.
"Naturally."
"Boys! Hush!" all eyes turned to the female who was rocking the small lump in her arms. Raine made a squeaking sound and disappeared only to reappear beside his friend. He coed over the boy for a few minutes before Crow broke the silence. "What is his name?" both men seemed to know that the married couple intended on keeping the boy. Aisslin leaned over to kiss her blood son, Ashar's forehead gently.
"His name shall be James... James Potter."
The baby opened his blue eyes slowly, seeing his new family for the first time. Not knowing that the man and woman who had taken him under their wing were the most feared and respected vampires in the whole of England... Talaenar Potter and Aisslin Wolfborn.
Ok, ok, I know it wasn't that good, but I promise it will get better and LONGER! This may take a while * grumbles incoherently *