Foreword:
This is my first fanfic, so please review. I'm open to any suggestions and
criticism. I hope you enjoy and I'm sorry if I get some of the facts
wrong. This is my story, so it might not be entirely accurate of JK. Oh,
and just in case, I own nothing.
Chapter 1: Important Arrivals
The Potters were a very old and noble family. In fact, they were one of the oldest pure blood- lines left. Not that it really mattered to them. Still, anybody who was anybody in the wizarding world knew or had heard of the Potters. Not only were they were very kind and courageous, but also had a fairly large sum of money and numerous priceless heirlooms under their belt. But despite all of this, the Potters' main focus was their son, James.
James was the last Potter due to the fact he was an only child. His parents directed all of their love towards him, but were careful not to spoil him. That's not to say he wasn't slightly spoiled. He was the last of a long line of black haired gentlemen and being so, had a lot of pressure on him to be a perfect son. But the fact was his life was far from perfect.
*~*~*~*~*
It was a very warm summer evening and the sun was getting low in the sky. A tawny owl scratched impatiently at the window of a very large house. He was a proud bird and had very important job to fulfill.
Inside a boy about 16 looked up absently from a book. This was a very strange sight, because this boy rarely read. In fact the only reason he was reading was the fact that if he didn't finish his homework soon, his mother wouldn't allow his friends to come to their manor and stay for the 2 weeks before the term at Hogwarts started.
Glad to take his mind off the awful Potions essay he was supposed to write, he bolted to the window to let the owl in. As he lifted the window, hoping it was a letter from his best mate, Sirius, his heart sank. This bird obviously wasn't from any of his friends. As he unfastened the envelope from the owl's leg, he caught a glimpse of the Hogwarts official seal. His heart suddenly jumped into his throat. This envelope held the results of the strenuous O.W.L. exams he had taken at the end of last year, his fifth year at Hogwarts.
After throwing the poor owl out of the window, he ran downstairs to the parlor where his parents sat listening to a radio- like device called the Wireless Wizarding Network. As he entered the room at a sprint, his mother looked at him dangerously, while his father looked as though he was trying to suppress a smile.
"I got my O.W.L. results," James said as though this explained his behavior. His mother's face turned into a surprised expression. It drew out her deep blue eyes that she had passed on to her son.
"Oh my!" she gasped as though she was afraid of how he had done.
"Well, how did you do?" James' fathers voice asked, suddenly stern to match his serious face.
"I-I haven't opened the envelope yet," James said with a slight tremor in his voice. It wasn't that he was afraid he had done badly. It was his parent's reaction he feared. If he didn't pull through it was doubtful he would have any fun until Christmas.
"Hand it here then," Mr. Potter's voice echoed.
James did as he was told.
"Let's see," Mr. Potter said as he slowly opened the envelope. He took out the contents and set down a piece of parchment that looked like his school letter. "Here we are," he said and casually skimmed to the bottom of the page. A small smile appeared on his face as he handed the parchment to James and said, "Have a look for yourself."
James let out a sigh of relief, as he looked it over.
"It looks like I got an E in Astronomy thanks to Sirius, an A in History of Magic, an O in Transfiguration, wow, an E in potions, an A in charms (I hate that class), an O in DADA, an E in herbology, an O in Care of Magical Creatures, and an E in Muggle Studies."
"Good job dear!" Mrs. Potter exclaimed while smothering James in a hug. James tried to hide the surprise in his face. He had done much better than he had anticipated. "This is a cause to celebrate!"
At that exact moment, the door bell rang.
"I wonder who that could be?" Mrs. Potter asked as though her son and husband had forgotten to tell her something.
"I guess I'll get it," James said, tired of sitting around.
James walked to the door taking his time and going over what he was going to say to whoever was behind his front door. As he opened the door, his mouth dropped. For once in his life James was almost speechless. All he could say was "Wha- wha- wha- wha?" before he finally gave up.
*~*~*~*~* Yeah, I know, curse those cliffhangers, but I have to go and this isn't really a bad cliffhanger. I hope you enjoy my first chapter and continue to read. Please review!
Chapter 1: Important Arrivals
The Potters were a very old and noble family. In fact, they were one of the oldest pure blood- lines left. Not that it really mattered to them. Still, anybody who was anybody in the wizarding world knew or had heard of the Potters. Not only were they were very kind and courageous, but also had a fairly large sum of money and numerous priceless heirlooms under their belt. But despite all of this, the Potters' main focus was their son, James.
James was the last Potter due to the fact he was an only child. His parents directed all of their love towards him, but were careful not to spoil him. That's not to say he wasn't slightly spoiled. He was the last of a long line of black haired gentlemen and being so, had a lot of pressure on him to be a perfect son. But the fact was his life was far from perfect.
*~*~*~*~*
It was a very warm summer evening and the sun was getting low in the sky. A tawny owl scratched impatiently at the window of a very large house. He was a proud bird and had very important job to fulfill.
Inside a boy about 16 looked up absently from a book. This was a very strange sight, because this boy rarely read. In fact the only reason he was reading was the fact that if he didn't finish his homework soon, his mother wouldn't allow his friends to come to their manor and stay for the 2 weeks before the term at Hogwarts started.
Glad to take his mind off the awful Potions essay he was supposed to write, he bolted to the window to let the owl in. As he lifted the window, hoping it was a letter from his best mate, Sirius, his heart sank. This bird obviously wasn't from any of his friends. As he unfastened the envelope from the owl's leg, he caught a glimpse of the Hogwarts official seal. His heart suddenly jumped into his throat. This envelope held the results of the strenuous O.W.L. exams he had taken at the end of last year, his fifth year at Hogwarts.
After throwing the poor owl out of the window, he ran downstairs to the parlor where his parents sat listening to a radio- like device called the Wireless Wizarding Network. As he entered the room at a sprint, his mother looked at him dangerously, while his father looked as though he was trying to suppress a smile.
"I got my O.W.L. results," James said as though this explained his behavior. His mother's face turned into a surprised expression. It drew out her deep blue eyes that she had passed on to her son.
"Oh my!" she gasped as though she was afraid of how he had done.
"Well, how did you do?" James' fathers voice asked, suddenly stern to match his serious face.
"I-I haven't opened the envelope yet," James said with a slight tremor in his voice. It wasn't that he was afraid he had done badly. It was his parent's reaction he feared. If he didn't pull through it was doubtful he would have any fun until Christmas.
"Hand it here then," Mr. Potter's voice echoed.
James did as he was told.
"Let's see," Mr. Potter said as he slowly opened the envelope. He took out the contents and set down a piece of parchment that looked like his school letter. "Here we are," he said and casually skimmed to the bottom of the page. A small smile appeared on his face as he handed the parchment to James and said, "Have a look for yourself."
James let out a sigh of relief, as he looked it over.
"It looks like I got an E in Astronomy thanks to Sirius, an A in History of Magic, an O in Transfiguration, wow, an E in potions, an A in charms (I hate that class), an O in DADA, an E in herbology, an O in Care of Magical Creatures, and an E in Muggle Studies."
"Good job dear!" Mrs. Potter exclaimed while smothering James in a hug. James tried to hide the surprise in his face. He had done much better than he had anticipated. "This is a cause to celebrate!"
At that exact moment, the door bell rang.
"I wonder who that could be?" Mrs. Potter asked as though her son and husband had forgotten to tell her something.
"I guess I'll get it," James said, tired of sitting around.
James walked to the door taking his time and going over what he was going to say to whoever was behind his front door. As he opened the door, his mouth dropped. For once in his life James was almost speechless. All he could say was "Wha- wha- wha- wha?" before he finally gave up.
*~*~*~*~* Yeah, I know, curse those cliffhangers, but I have to go and this isn't really a bad cliffhanger. I hope you enjoy my first chapter and continue to read. Please review!