HI! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic. Enjoy.

Dumbledore POV

"Hagrid, I need you to go and get a new student" I told the man.

"Sure thing. Where am I off to?" Hagrid asked.

"London, a young boy named James" I told him. This was one of the most important students to rescue from a bad family, the other had been his older brother, Harry.

"What is the last name?" Hagrid asked.

I sighed, "Potter" I told him blankly. His eyes lit up.

"W-what do you mean? How could there be another... another P-Potter?" The large man asked.

"Lily had just given birth to a baby boy, but he had been at a playdate that night. Harry doesn't remember him, as he was so young at the time." I said.

"The boy knows nothing other than a muggles way of life. He was adopted by a family, the Miles, but they are treating him horribly." I continued.

"You must get that boy" I finished.

"D-does he who shall not be named know about the boy?" He asked me warily.

"I do not believe so, and if he doesn't that is to our advantage." I told him.

"I understand, I shall leave later tonight" Hagrid said.

"Thank you Hagrid" I told him as he left.

How was Harry going to take this? If those two were to team up, oh, how powerful they could be!

James POV

"Matthew!! Give me back my notebook!" I screamed. This boy was supposedly my brother but all he did was annoy me. Theres no way in bloody hell I was related to any of them. They all had blonde hair, blue eyes, I had dark hair, dark eyes.

"I don't think I'm related to the Miles, I think I'm adopted!" Matthew read from the notebook.

"SHUT UP!" I screamed as I ran at him and tackled him. I heard a satisfying crunch as he screamed in agony.

"MY ARM! YOU BROKE MY BLOODY ARM!!" He wailed.

"What is going on boys?" the man I called a father asked.

"James broke my arm!" He said.

"Oh dear, it's definitely broken. James, why did you do this?" Father asked.

"I... he..." I mumbled.

"Stop mumbling boy and tell me." He said, starting to anger.

"He read my notebook!" I practically yelled.

"Matthew? Did you really?" Father asked.

"Yeah. He thinks he's adopted because he don't look like us. Well, your right, Fedex" Matthew sneered.

He always called me "Fedex" because he didn't think I was a true Miles. We were both right, I wasn't.

"W-what?" I asked.

"James, you are in fact adopted." the man told me.

I ran out of the room and locked my door. I lay on my bed and cried myself to sleep. Did my real parents not want me? Why was I adopted?

2 hours later at 10 pm

(still in James POV)

"James, wake up and come out to the parlor" I heard the man I once called a father.

I got up and went downstairs. I saw a large man. I'd seen the man before, in dreams.

"James, you look so much like them" The man said.

"W-who are you?" I asked.

"My name is Hagrid. I know who you really are, I knew your parents, and, I know your brother" He said.

"My parents? My... my b-brother?" I said.

I looked at my 'family.' They all knew what was going on.

"Yes, his name is Harry" Hagrid replied.

"Why are you here?" I asked,

"I am here to take you to Hogwarts, to meet your brother and to attend school" Hagrid told me.

"I go to school here, though. What's so special about Hogarts?" I asked.

"Hogwarts is a school for witches and wizards" Hagrid said.

"Witches and wizards?" I asked.

"I'm no wizard" I continued.

"Yes James, you are. Your father and mother both attended Hogwarts and your brother is there now. He is quite like you, ya know." Hagrid replied.

"Should I pack my stuff?" I asked.

"Already done" Matthew said.

Ok, so how was this? Was it ok? REVIEWS PLEASE!