THE MARAUDERS COME TO HOGWARTS
CHAPTER: One
PART: One
DISCLAIMER: I Own Nothing except the characters that came from My imagination.
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It was a cool and clear Sunday morning on July 21st when the lives of eleven-year-olds from all around the world would be changed forever. Some new about the change that was coming, but others had no idea what was in store for them. A magical place beyond their wildest dreams awaited them and they had no knowledge of it. But that would all change today, because today was the day when acceptance letter would be received. Not just any acceptance letter though, these were inviting students to study the art of sorcery at a school hidden from the human eye. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had sent out thousands of owls to inform these future students of the life they would be living for the next 7 years. Dormitories in an amazing castle, classes in dungeons and lessons on broomsticks, it would be common around the grounds of this school. And the lucky new students that would get to experience it all would grow to love the place more than any home they lived in before it.
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It was sometime around the afternoon of that cool clear day when one boy received the news. James Potter had been sitting on his broomstick, flying idly around the backyard of his parents' luxurious home in Godric's Hollow when he started to notice things that seemed a little out of place. James happened to be strikingly attractive for a boy of such a young age, but perhaps it was the air of boyish charm that could be sensed around him that made him so adorable. With his jet-black hair that stood up at odd ends, and his bright blue eyes that helped a mischievous glint, James was a boy you would never forget. His back was stretched out along the length of his Silver Arrow that his parents had bought him for getting almost perfect marks on his finals. His messy black hair was fluttering around in the breeze and kept wisping in front of his eyes, but he didn't mind. After all, he wasn't really looking at anything, just staring absently into the sky.
The hair did become a problem when James started to focus on the black specs flying across the sky. At first he wondered what could possibly be flying back and forth across the sky that wasn't a blue bird or a cardinal because he knew that birds of that kind were much smaller then the ones gaining his attention at the moment.
It was at that moment that he almost kicked himself for being an idiot. He was part of a wizard family wasn't he? He knew at once that owls of all shapes and sizes were busy delivering mail, yet he was still shocked at the number that seemed to be working. 'I guess a lot of people feel out of touch' he thought lazily sinking back into his previous stupor.
Unexpectedly a large tawny owl flew directly past James, sweeping his large wings across James' stomach and flying directly to the houses open window where he dropped the letter and left without a sound. James suddenly realized what day it was. He had been waiting for this day since the day he had first heard about witches and wizards and magic. It was the day he would find out if he were going to Hogwarts or not. James bolted off of his broom, and as he did it promptly fell to the ground forgotten as he practically sprinted inside. He waved his arms madly at his mother as he ran across the living room towards the front door. His bare feet pounded quietly on the wooden floor as he dashed over the family's couch taking the shortcut to his final destination. He slid across the floor just as he rounded towards the door but accidentally lost his footing and went slipping all the way in to the next room where he landed on his back with a loud crash.
"Ouch." he mumbled as he lay spread eagle on his back in his parents' bedroom. He had slid all the way past the front door, the stairs and straight into a wall.
His mother who had heard all the commotion ran over to her room. She knew he wasn't hurt but she wanted to be there when he opened his letter. As she saw him lying on the ground she couldn't keep herself from laughing.
James turned his neck so he could look at his mother and when he did he placed a playful frown on his face.
"I can't believe you're laughing at me mum! I could be dying, bleeding to death and the doctors would come and they'd be like 'Well if only someone had called us a minute sooner' and you'll say that you would have but you were busy laughing. Now that is love!"
His mother just shook her head at him and helped him to his feet, "I've seen you get so excited over what's at that front door so many times that I'm surprised there isn't a dent in this wall. Besides, nothing could hurt this," she said as she playfully tousled his head and hair, "it's too hard."
James smiled but mumbled something about leaving and joining a muggle circus as he walked towards the front door. His mother just told him that everyone would love him there and that she would help him pack his bags when he was ready. Smiling they made it to the door where James saw his letter, addressed in Green ink.
Mr. James Potter
The Front Door
17 Riddle Lane
Godric's Hollow, London
"This is it mum." He whispered, his hands clutching the envelope, he turned it over to find the familiar Hogwarts seal. His father, who helped out there from time to time, often received letters from the school so James had become accustomed to their letters.
Carefully James broke the seal, and pulled out 2 pieces of parchment. His eyes quickly scanned the first two lines, and he read the words he had been waiting for.
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
His Mother, who had been waiting patiently for what she hoped would be good news was extremely pleased when she saw him turn to her with a huge grin on his young boyish face.
"I did it! I got accepted! I'm going to Hogwarts!" He ran to his mom and they started hugging, James was so excited that he started jumping up and down, taking his mother with him. When he finally calmed down he read the second piece of parchment that contained his school supplies, his mother took it and placed it on the table saying that they would go to Diagon Alley on Saturday with James's father.
"Well, I think this calls for a celebration!" His mother replied, before James knew it she was in the kitchen starting to whip up something special so that when James's father came home the whole family could celebrate.
James told his mom he was going outside and quickly walked towards the bench near the front of his lawn. He sat there thinking excitedly about all the new things he would get to do at Hogwarts when he heard someone clear their throat from beside him. James jumped slightly and turned to face the intruder. A smile graced his face as he saw who had interrupted his solitude.
A young girl with long brown hair stood before him, he chocolate brown eyes alive and bright. She was slender and petite and her she was smiling her lopsided grin that James had been so attracted to. Sure, they were only eleven, but at eleven James had started to feel things he had never felt before, and when he became friends with this girl it was hard to stay like that, as just friends.
"Adele." He smiled. And then moved over so his girlfriend could sit down next to him.
CHAPTER: One
PART: One
DISCLAIMER: I Own Nothing except the characters that came from My imagination.
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It was a cool and clear Sunday morning on July 21st when the lives of eleven-year-olds from all around the world would be changed forever. Some new about the change that was coming, but others had no idea what was in store for them. A magical place beyond their wildest dreams awaited them and they had no knowledge of it. But that would all change today, because today was the day when acceptance letter would be received. Not just any acceptance letter though, these were inviting students to study the art of sorcery at a school hidden from the human eye. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had sent out thousands of owls to inform these future students of the life they would be living for the next 7 years. Dormitories in an amazing castle, classes in dungeons and lessons on broomsticks, it would be common around the grounds of this school. And the lucky new students that would get to experience it all would grow to love the place more than any home they lived in before it.
~~~~~~~
It was sometime around the afternoon of that cool clear day when one boy received the news. James Potter had been sitting on his broomstick, flying idly around the backyard of his parents' luxurious home in Godric's Hollow when he started to notice things that seemed a little out of place. James happened to be strikingly attractive for a boy of such a young age, but perhaps it was the air of boyish charm that could be sensed around him that made him so adorable. With his jet-black hair that stood up at odd ends, and his bright blue eyes that helped a mischievous glint, James was a boy you would never forget. His back was stretched out along the length of his Silver Arrow that his parents had bought him for getting almost perfect marks on his finals. His messy black hair was fluttering around in the breeze and kept wisping in front of his eyes, but he didn't mind. After all, he wasn't really looking at anything, just staring absently into the sky.
The hair did become a problem when James started to focus on the black specs flying across the sky. At first he wondered what could possibly be flying back and forth across the sky that wasn't a blue bird or a cardinal because he knew that birds of that kind were much smaller then the ones gaining his attention at the moment.
It was at that moment that he almost kicked himself for being an idiot. He was part of a wizard family wasn't he? He knew at once that owls of all shapes and sizes were busy delivering mail, yet he was still shocked at the number that seemed to be working. 'I guess a lot of people feel out of touch' he thought lazily sinking back into his previous stupor.
Unexpectedly a large tawny owl flew directly past James, sweeping his large wings across James' stomach and flying directly to the houses open window where he dropped the letter and left without a sound. James suddenly realized what day it was. He had been waiting for this day since the day he had first heard about witches and wizards and magic. It was the day he would find out if he were going to Hogwarts or not. James bolted off of his broom, and as he did it promptly fell to the ground forgotten as he practically sprinted inside. He waved his arms madly at his mother as he ran across the living room towards the front door. His bare feet pounded quietly on the wooden floor as he dashed over the family's couch taking the shortcut to his final destination. He slid across the floor just as he rounded towards the door but accidentally lost his footing and went slipping all the way in to the next room where he landed on his back with a loud crash.
"Ouch." he mumbled as he lay spread eagle on his back in his parents' bedroom. He had slid all the way past the front door, the stairs and straight into a wall.
His mother who had heard all the commotion ran over to her room. She knew he wasn't hurt but she wanted to be there when he opened his letter. As she saw him lying on the ground she couldn't keep herself from laughing.
James turned his neck so he could look at his mother and when he did he placed a playful frown on his face.
"I can't believe you're laughing at me mum! I could be dying, bleeding to death and the doctors would come and they'd be like 'Well if only someone had called us a minute sooner' and you'll say that you would have but you were busy laughing. Now that is love!"
His mother just shook her head at him and helped him to his feet, "I've seen you get so excited over what's at that front door so many times that I'm surprised there isn't a dent in this wall. Besides, nothing could hurt this," she said as she playfully tousled his head and hair, "it's too hard."
James smiled but mumbled something about leaving and joining a muggle circus as he walked towards the front door. His mother just told him that everyone would love him there and that she would help him pack his bags when he was ready. Smiling they made it to the door where James saw his letter, addressed in Green ink.
Mr. James Potter
The Front Door
17 Riddle Lane
Godric's Hollow, London
"This is it mum." He whispered, his hands clutching the envelope, he turned it over to find the familiar Hogwarts seal. His father, who helped out there from time to time, often received letters from the school so James had become accustomed to their letters.
Carefully James broke the seal, and pulled out 2 pieces of parchment. His eyes quickly scanned the first two lines, and he read the words he had been waiting for.
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
His Mother, who had been waiting patiently for what she hoped would be good news was extremely pleased when she saw him turn to her with a huge grin on his young boyish face.
"I did it! I got accepted! I'm going to Hogwarts!" He ran to his mom and they started hugging, James was so excited that he started jumping up and down, taking his mother with him. When he finally calmed down he read the second piece of parchment that contained his school supplies, his mother took it and placed it on the table saying that they would go to Diagon Alley on Saturday with James's father.
"Well, I think this calls for a celebration!" His mother replied, before James knew it she was in the kitchen starting to whip up something special so that when James's father came home the whole family could celebrate.
James told his mom he was going outside and quickly walked towards the bench near the front of his lawn. He sat there thinking excitedly about all the new things he would get to do at Hogwarts when he heard someone clear their throat from beside him. James jumped slightly and turned to face the intruder. A smile graced his face as he saw who had interrupted his solitude.
A young girl with long brown hair stood before him, he chocolate brown eyes alive and bright. She was slender and petite and her she was smiling her lopsided grin that James had been so attracted to. Sure, they were only eleven, but at eleven James had started to feel things he had never felt before, and when he became friends with this girl it was hard to stay like that, as just friends.
"Adele." He smiled. And then moved over so his girlfriend could sit down next to him.