A/N: I just wanted to say that this is my first fic so don't expect
anything good. If you think it's good then that's great, if you think it's
not that good then I'll try to make it better. ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the J.K. Rowling characters. I only own the ones who you do not know. So, do not sue me! ^_^
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Double Identity
Chapter 1: Flashback and Descriptions
James Potter knocked on the huge mahogany door that led to his father's, Edward Potter's, office. All that time his mind was racing with thoughts. What does he want? Am I in trouble? I didn't do anything wrong, yet. Mr. Potter never called in his son unless he had big news or James was in trouble.
"Come in," said Mr. Potter gruffly. James tried to wipe his hands on his rather baggy pants because he was sweating quite a bit. He was about to grip the silver handle when the door was yanked open by James' mother, Martha Potter. She looked nervous at seeing her son, but led him in anyway constantly giving him a sideways look. James thought that by the look his mother kept on giving him that he was being sent to his death. The walk from the huge mahogany doors to his father's oak desk, in James' opinion, felt like an eternity to walk.
He finally stood in front of his father's desk. Dreading the news or scolding that his father usually gave him, like when he 'accidentally' let a rat on his younger sister, Caroline, two weeks ago.
"You a-asked f-for m-m-me, f-father?" stuttered James, but Mr. Potter, instead of answering, just gestured for him to sit down. He just stared intently at James from behind his desk.
"James," said his father gently breaking the awkward silence that fell upon them, "I have some important news to tell you." Mr. Potter paused to make sure that James was listening. He was, so Mr. Potter continued, "As you already know Voldemort is growing stronger and stronger each passing day. It is urgent to try to defeat him. However, it is almost impossible because he is gaining more and more followers." Mr. Potter sighed; this was going to be harder than he thought.
"I know you are young and you should enjoy your childhood, but this is very urgent." Mr. Potter sighed once more getting the courage to tell his son some life threatening news. "Son, you know I'm a spy for the ministry, right?" James didn't know where this was leading to, but he nodded.
"The Minister of Magic, Ralph Wilton, told us to gather as much spy's as possible. And - and he suggested that if we have a child who are in their teens to prepare them because they have to be recruited. It's mandatory." Finished Mr. Potter, inhaling slowly.
James sat there with his mouth hanging open; whatever he expected to hear from his father, that was not one of them. He could not believe what he was hearing . He had to be a spy! He, James Harry Potter, had to help get rid of the dark lord. He thought this was some kind of joke. But his father was not the joking type. Questions were swimming in his head and he didn't know which one to ask first. So, he said the first thing that popped into his mind.
"Is Sirius and Remus gonna do this, too?" asked James hoping beyond hope that they were. Sirius and Remus were James' best friends and have always stuck by each other no matter what. (A/N: I'm not putting Peter in this fic. I HATE HIM!)
"Yes, I believe they are."
"Do we do the spy thingy in groups?"
"Sometimes."
"When do we start?"
"Immediately."
"So, James, are you going to accept?" James was thinking fairly hard but got distracted when he heard his mum sniffling in the background. He should've known how much it was hurting his mum. But he knew he had to do what was right.
"I accept, father," was the last thing they heard because his mother was wailing extremely loud. It hurt to see his mum like this.
Mr. Potter ran off the comfort his wife and explain to her how this was necessary. "You may go now, James," his father told James before leaving the room with his wife.
Four years later:
James Potter sat in his room thinking about the news his father gave him four years ago. James was now seventeen and still a spy; a very good one in fact. I can't believe that he even suggested that I be a spy at the age of thirteen! I guess drastic times call for drastic measures. He thought glumly. Then he thought of the news his father just gave him a couple of moments ago. That he had to leave his safe haven of le Port de la Fille in France and go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scotland because the ministry suspects that Hogwarts would be the next target of Voldemort. (A/N: James moved to France from England when he was five and lived there ever since, along with Sirius and Remus as his next door neighbors. Just to clear that up. A bientot! ^_^)
James was really nervous because he had been home schooled his entire life along with Sirius and Remus and now he was going to a totally different environment for a whole year! He didn't think he could do it. At least Sirius and Remus are coming with me. James thought reassuringly before he fell into a deep sleep. (A/N: I know I'm leaving too much of these notes, so this'll be the last, for this chapter at least. As you can tell, James is very dependent on his friends and vice versa. That's what makes them close. Now back to the story.)
At that same time James' neighbors, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, was thinking along the same lines as James.
Sirius Black, a roguishly handsome young man that lived on the right side of James' house, was James' best friend. They have known each other since birth and have been best friends ever since. At the age of seventeen he stood at the height of 6'1' and had dark brown colored hair. Many people, especially girls, have always mistaken James and Sirius as twins because they look so much alike. The only difference between the two was that Sirius' hair was tamer and he had chocolate brown eyes. He was also known as a player and heartbreaker.
James Potter, to sum it all up, was tall, had a very nice tan, and was very handsome. Standing at 6'3' he was the tallest out of the three. He had beautiful sapphire blue eyes, which were hidden behind wire rimmed glasses. He was built with rippling muscles from his training's and practices. He has a six-pack (yummy) which makes girls go weak at the knees. He also has a big heart and apart from Sirius, doesn't mess with girls' feelings. He has black hair, which people think hasn't even met a comb, and his hair stands all over the place and at different angles, but it adds even more to his attractiveness.
And last but not least was Remus Lupin. He was the shortest of the group, 6'. He looked just like the opposite of Sirius and James. He had dirty blond hair and light blue eyes. He was kind, gentle, and the sensible one, most of the time. He always looked tired and his eyes had a distant look to them. He also had a horrible secret; he was a werewolf. When he told Sirius and James he thought they would run away from him, but they stuck by his side no matter what, and they even turned animagi for him so he wouldn't hurt himself during the full moon. Remus was very glad he had friends like them. He lived on the left side of James' house, so the three were very close and always hung out together.
So, that was my first chapter. YAY! How'd you think it was? Hope you think it was good. Well, you know what to do. R&R. Thanx!
-krazee4LJ-
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the J.K. Rowling characters. I only own the ones who you do not know. So, do not sue me! ^_^
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Double Identity
Chapter 1: Flashback and Descriptions
James Potter knocked on the huge mahogany door that led to his father's, Edward Potter's, office. All that time his mind was racing with thoughts. What does he want? Am I in trouble? I didn't do anything wrong, yet. Mr. Potter never called in his son unless he had big news or James was in trouble.
"Come in," said Mr. Potter gruffly. James tried to wipe his hands on his rather baggy pants because he was sweating quite a bit. He was about to grip the silver handle when the door was yanked open by James' mother, Martha Potter. She looked nervous at seeing her son, but led him in anyway constantly giving him a sideways look. James thought that by the look his mother kept on giving him that he was being sent to his death. The walk from the huge mahogany doors to his father's oak desk, in James' opinion, felt like an eternity to walk.
He finally stood in front of his father's desk. Dreading the news or scolding that his father usually gave him, like when he 'accidentally' let a rat on his younger sister, Caroline, two weeks ago.
"You a-asked f-for m-m-me, f-father?" stuttered James, but Mr. Potter, instead of answering, just gestured for him to sit down. He just stared intently at James from behind his desk.
"James," said his father gently breaking the awkward silence that fell upon them, "I have some important news to tell you." Mr. Potter paused to make sure that James was listening. He was, so Mr. Potter continued, "As you already know Voldemort is growing stronger and stronger each passing day. It is urgent to try to defeat him. However, it is almost impossible because he is gaining more and more followers." Mr. Potter sighed; this was going to be harder than he thought.
"I know you are young and you should enjoy your childhood, but this is very urgent." Mr. Potter sighed once more getting the courage to tell his son some life threatening news. "Son, you know I'm a spy for the ministry, right?" James didn't know where this was leading to, but he nodded.
"The Minister of Magic, Ralph Wilton, told us to gather as much spy's as possible. And - and he suggested that if we have a child who are in their teens to prepare them because they have to be recruited. It's mandatory." Finished Mr. Potter, inhaling slowly.
James sat there with his mouth hanging open; whatever he expected to hear from his father, that was not one of them. He could not believe what he was hearing . He had to be a spy! He, James Harry Potter, had to help get rid of the dark lord. He thought this was some kind of joke. But his father was not the joking type. Questions were swimming in his head and he didn't know which one to ask first. So, he said the first thing that popped into his mind.
"Is Sirius and Remus gonna do this, too?" asked James hoping beyond hope that they were. Sirius and Remus were James' best friends and have always stuck by each other no matter what. (A/N: I'm not putting Peter in this fic. I HATE HIM!)
"Yes, I believe they are."
"Do we do the spy thingy in groups?"
"Sometimes."
"When do we start?"
"Immediately."
"So, James, are you going to accept?" James was thinking fairly hard but got distracted when he heard his mum sniffling in the background. He should've known how much it was hurting his mum. But he knew he had to do what was right.
"I accept, father," was the last thing they heard because his mother was wailing extremely loud. It hurt to see his mum like this.
Mr. Potter ran off the comfort his wife and explain to her how this was necessary. "You may go now, James," his father told James before leaving the room with his wife.
Four years later:
James Potter sat in his room thinking about the news his father gave him four years ago. James was now seventeen and still a spy; a very good one in fact. I can't believe that he even suggested that I be a spy at the age of thirteen! I guess drastic times call for drastic measures. He thought glumly. Then he thought of the news his father just gave him a couple of moments ago. That he had to leave his safe haven of le Port de la Fille in France and go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scotland because the ministry suspects that Hogwarts would be the next target of Voldemort. (A/N: James moved to France from England when he was five and lived there ever since, along with Sirius and Remus as his next door neighbors. Just to clear that up. A bientot! ^_^)
James was really nervous because he had been home schooled his entire life along with Sirius and Remus and now he was going to a totally different environment for a whole year! He didn't think he could do it. At least Sirius and Remus are coming with me. James thought reassuringly before he fell into a deep sleep. (A/N: I know I'm leaving too much of these notes, so this'll be the last, for this chapter at least. As you can tell, James is very dependent on his friends and vice versa. That's what makes them close. Now back to the story.)
At that same time James' neighbors, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, was thinking along the same lines as James.
Sirius Black, a roguishly handsome young man that lived on the right side of James' house, was James' best friend. They have known each other since birth and have been best friends ever since. At the age of seventeen he stood at the height of 6'1' and had dark brown colored hair. Many people, especially girls, have always mistaken James and Sirius as twins because they look so much alike. The only difference between the two was that Sirius' hair was tamer and he had chocolate brown eyes. He was also known as a player and heartbreaker.
James Potter, to sum it all up, was tall, had a very nice tan, and was very handsome. Standing at 6'3' he was the tallest out of the three. He had beautiful sapphire blue eyes, which were hidden behind wire rimmed glasses. He was built with rippling muscles from his training's and practices. He has a six-pack (yummy) which makes girls go weak at the knees. He also has a big heart and apart from Sirius, doesn't mess with girls' feelings. He has black hair, which people think hasn't even met a comb, and his hair stands all over the place and at different angles, but it adds even more to his attractiveness.
And last but not least was Remus Lupin. He was the shortest of the group, 6'. He looked just like the opposite of Sirius and James. He had dirty blond hair and light blue eyes. He was kind, gentle, and the sensible one, most of the time. He always looked tired and his eyes had a distant look to them. He also had a horrible secret; he was a werewolf. When he told Sirius and James he thought they would run away from him, but they stuck by his side no matter what, and they even turned animagi for him so he wouldn't hurt himself during the full moon. Remus was very glad he had friends like them. He lived on the left side of James' house, so the three were very close and always hung out together.
So, that was my first chapter. YAY! How'd you think it was? Hope you think it was good. Well, you know what to do. R&R. Thanx!
-krazee4LJ-