The potter family haas been quite famous for the last thirty-five years, Mr. Harry Potter had twice survived the killing curse, and then, nineteen years ago, Harry had defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort, who had twice tried and failed to kill him.
Now, Harry Potter is married to Ginny (Weasley) Potter, and father to James, of the age of twelve, Albus, eleven, and Lily, nine. And now, in the middle of July, 2017, James and Albus were to get their Hogwarts letters any day now.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is the school that all wizards and witches in England go to to learn about magic. The name pretty much says it all. But the other highlight of the day, was that the Potters would have a visit from their friends and relatives, the Weasleys. The Weasleys, Ron and Hermione, of Harry Potter's age, were friends with each other in Hogwarts. The trio all helped to defeat Lord Voldemort. Now the Weasleys have a daughter of Albus's age, Rose, and one of Lily's age, Hugo.
Today, Uncle Ron, brother of Ginny, was to bring himself, James, Albus, and Rose to a quidditch game between the Chudley Cannons and the Holly-Head Harpies. And when it has either Ron's favorite team (the Chudley Cannons) or Ginny's favorite team (the Holly-Head Harpies), there would be a bet. And this time it was both of their favorites. Ginny used to play for that team, and Ron has loved his team for a really long time.
The Weasleys were to come at around noon, and it was only eleven, Albus was the 'sleep in' type, unlike his brother and sister. James and Lily get up sometime between six and seven. That gave James time to think of a prank to wake up Albus and get him annoyed.
Because that was James Potter.
Albus awoke with a crying bell hovering over him. James, though only one year of experiencing magic, knew more spells than a normal kid of the year above him. Which was also like Rose. Albus stirred and sleepily walked over to his parents bed room. His mum was in the bathroom, due to the sounds of her talking about how her hair was, but his dad was in the room.
Mr. Potter looked drowsy, too, when he glanced at Albus. "James?" he asked. Albus nodded. He took out his wand and muttered some spell that dropped the silver bell onto Albus's ruffled hair. Albus looked almost just like his father. Ruffled jet black hair that can't be combed down, green eyes, short, thin, quick, nimble. The difference is twenty-five years, circular glasses, and a lightning bolt scar that his father has. James was something like them, but he had silky smooth black hair, brown eyes, and he wasn't as thin as Albus. Mrs. Potter and Lily had the same red hair, brown eyes, and practically as thin as Albus and his father. James was just an odd ball out.
Albus beamed and thanked his father. Then he left to his room to get dressed from old red robes into his orange shirt and black jeans. The funny thing about his shirt is that to wizards, the design of the black dragon moved and breathed fire. Not really of coarse, but to non-magic people called Muggles, it just stayed like a normal design. It was a gift from his Uncle George Weasley. Just gotten last night.
Albus got dressed in these clothes and ran downstairs to do something to James and eat. "How'd you do it? You can't use spells outside of Hogwarts." Albus protested to James through mouthfuls of toast.
"I didn't." he said slyly. Then it struck him if Dad or Mum did it. No, they wouldn't. After time, Albus fought James, got blamed for giving him a nose bleed, sent a letter to Uncle George that he just got it last night when he was asleep. Got provoked by James, fought him again, and went outside to the grass outside to wait for the Weasleys. And of coarse, James had to come outside, too.
"What if you were a Squib?" he said. A squib is a person with magical parents, that is a Muggle.
"I won't! there's proof!" Albus yelled sending two birds scattering.
"Well, okay, Slytherin." he said than ran inside to Albus's yelling. Just then, there was a big pop. Albus turned around to see the four Weasleys beaming up at him. Aunt Hermione looked odd, having the only brown hair in the group of redheads. Then again, the others had much more freckles than her. Albus opened the gate. "Al!" Uncle Ron said when he got inside the fence and hugged him. The others went inside the house, but the two of them stayed outside.
"Happy Birthday, even if your mum will lose some money later on. Which is in twenty minutes, so hurry up." Uncle Ron said as they walked to the door, whilst he had the four tickets in his hand. Albus ran upstairs to his room to get a Galleon for something at the stadium. When up in his room, he saw Hugo looking through Albus's drawer.
"Get out!" Albus shouted and Hugo looked terrified when he glanced at Albus. He ran to the door, but Albus slammed it shut. "Give it back." he said sternly. Then Hugo held out his hand and Albus took the little sparkly black stone and shoved Hugo out the door. Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder. Handy if you need to get away. From Uncle George's shop Weasley Wizard Wheezes. It's been there for a few years. Albus grabbed a golden Galleon and left downstairs to see Uncle Ron and mum betting higher and higher.
"A Galleon and five Sickles." Uncle Ron said. But Ginny wasn't done yet. Two Galleons was the final bet. Finally, they went outside for the ten minute car ride. As Uncle Ron said. And off they were.
Ten minutes later, Albus was just off a highway, in London, with Uncle Ron, James and Rose. Backs against the rusty yellow camaro, looking toward a bog. Uncle Ron lead the way past the first few parts so that people couldn't see them. They came to a part of the bog where it just wasn't boggy, a two foot in diameter clear water. Around it was all murky. Uncle Ron was telling that this was a magical patch to the stadium.
James went first. The water was up to his shoulders. Then he sank in.
Albus went after. He went into the water, which was up to his mouth. The water brought him down. Sinking lower and lower. Then sideways, a little up. forward a bit. It was confusing. Then he couldn't hold his breath anymore and learned that you could breath in there. There was a small circle growing of blue sky. Albus was coughed up into a patch of green grass, looking up at the clear blue sky. Not wet.
He stood up and saw his brother walking towards the giant oval shaped stadium for Quidditch. Just behind him, laid Rose, and soon after Uncle running towards the stadium, the four of them were let in by the tickets. Going up to row W. Seats one, two, three, and four. Out behind them shouted "The Holly-Head Harpies, everyone!"
Tons of shouts came from everywhere. When they got to their seats, the speaker shouted "The Chudley Cannons!" Albus and Uncle Ron where the only two in the row that cheered them on, but there were other cheers, just more towards the other side. Just our luck, said Uncle Ron.
Albus went to the fourth seat, right next to a boy about his age. "Hello, Aaron's the name, first year in the fall, you?" He said with a Scottish accent. "Albus, first year in fall." Albus said with the Minister of Magic talking on the other side. "Who are you for?" Albus asked.
"The Holly-Head Harpies, of coarse. The Cannons have only won by ten to thirty points. No! The Harpies have gotten at least a hundred points better than they're opponents. I'd bet anything that they'd win." He said with triumph. Then Albus remembered the Galleon in his pocket.
"I'll take that bet." Albus said and Aaron looked kind of happy, but confused. "A Galleon, if I win." Albus said.
"Fine, but fair warning, the Harpies aren't going to lose." Aaron said with glee. He looked like Albus. Black hair, blue eyes, small, thin. But Aaron had more freckles. By a lot. Then they paided attention to the already started game. Before Albus knew it, he was losing, thirty to ten, he looked at Aaron, who didn't look back. Aaron had a smile, not a 'I'm totally going to win' smile, but a fair smile. Odd.
Albus fell asleep midway through the game, two hours in. Then When he woke up he heard the sound of the announcer say "Wins!" and the crowed cheering and booing, Albus looked up and saw the scores on a big board. saying Chudley Cannons 690 and Holly-Head Harpies 620. Now wide awake, he looked at Aaron. He was have mad, but he didn't show that part. What a sport. He handed over the Galleon and he left.
"See you at Hogwarts," he said.
"Come on, lets go home." Uncle Ron said. "Ginny owes me money." They left the stadium, to the clear water, to the bog, to the car, to Godric's Hollow. Back home.