"Mum! Dad! Wake up!" James shouted.
Harry Potter turned his head and looked at his son. "Hey, I guess you want me to get up and make some breakfast, don't you?" he asked and James nodded. He decided not to wake Ginny, as she stirred silently in her sleep. "Let's go quietly and not wake your mother." He dressed quickly and quietly, pulling on a shirt and pants. He brushed his teeth and ran a hand through his untidy hair and watched his son do the same.
As he walked into the kitchen, he saw James pulling things out of the refrigerator and piling them on the counter. "I see you would like me to make pancakes," Harry said.
"I hope you don't mind, but that is definitely what I'm in the mood for," James replied.
"That's perfectly alright. I could whip them up for you in a flash." And Harry pulled out his wand and flicked it, causing the pancake ingredients to fly around, pouring the correct amounts of mix and milk into the bowl. It stirred itself and the pancake mix made itself into letters and a wand. They were done in about two minutes and plopped onto a plate right in front of Harry and James.
"Thanks Dad!" James exclaimed, "I can't wait till I get to do that!"
"You'll learn soon enough, son." And with that said, an owl came swooping in through the window landing in front of James.
He looked at the letter the owl was clutching. It was addressed to him! And it was very official looking. "Dad, Dad! Is this what I think it is?" James shouted. He didn't wait for a reply but tore open the envelope, reading:
Dear Mr. Potter,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed you will find a list of books needed.
The Standard Book of Spells - Grade 1
Beginners Transfiguration - Grade 1
The Theories of Defense and Practical Magic
Standard Potions - Grade 1
Plants - The Different Uses
Parents are reminded that first years are not allowed to bring broomsticks of their own. The Hogwarts Express will depart from Platform 9 ¾ promptly at 11 o'clock am.
Sincerely, Professor McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor House
"Well son, I think you know what this means." Harry started.
"We get to go to Diagon Alley and buy everything I need for Hogwarts!" James interrupted, "I can't wait! Can I go wake Mom and tell her?"
"Sure thing, we'll go tomorrow morning. I'll owl Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione and see what they're doing too."
As he started towards the stairs, Ginny was on her way down the stairs, looking sleepily at James. "Mom! Guess what? I got into Hogwarts! Dad said we could go tomorrow and get all my stuff!"
"That's great James! We'll make a day of it," Ginny said excitedly. "Good morning," she said to Harry, "Are there any pancakes left for me?"
"We haven't even started yet. We were about to when the owl delivered the letter and James has been bouncing off the walls ever since," Harry said with a laugh.
Harry Potter turned his head and looked at his son. "Hey, I guess you want me to get up and make some breakfast, don't you?" he asked and James nodded. He decided not to wake Ginny, as she stirred silently in her sleep. "Let's go quietly and not wake your mother." He dressed quickly and quietly, pulling on a shirt and pants. He brushed his teeth and ran a hand through his untidy hair and watched his son do the same.
As he walked into the kitchen, he saw James pulling things out of the refrigerator and piling them on the counter. "I see you would like me to make pancakes," Harry said.
"I hope you don't mind, but that is definitely what I'm in the mood for," James replied.
"That's perfectly alright. I could whip them up for you in a flash." And Harry pulled out his wand and flicked it, causing the pancake ingredients to fly around, pouring the correct amounts of mix and milk into the bowl. It stirred itself and the pancake mix made itself into letters and a wand. They were done in about two minutes and plopped onto a plate right in front of Harry and James.
"Thanks Dad!" James exclaimed, "I can't wait till I get to do that!"
"You'll learn soon enough, son." And with that said, an owl came swooping in through the window landing in front of James.
He looked at the letter the owl was clutching. It was addressed to him! And it was very official looking. "Dad, Dad! Is this what I think it is?" James shouted. He didn't wait for a reply but tore open the envelope, reading:
Dear Mr. Potter,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed you will find a list of books needed.
The Standard Book of Spells - Grade 1
Beginners Transfiguration - Grade 1
The Theories of Defense and Practical Magic
Standard Potions - Grade 1
Plants - The Different Uses
Parents are reminded that first years are not allowed to bring broomsticks of their own. The Hogwarts Express will depart from Platform 9 ¾ promptly at 11 o'clock am.
Sincerely, Professor McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor House
"Well son, I think you know what this means." Harry started.
"We get to go to Diagon Alley and buy everything I need for Hogwarts!" James interrupted, "I can't wait! Can I go wake Mom and tell her?"
"Sure thing, we'll go tomorrow morning. I'll owl Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione and see what they're doing too."
As he started towards the stairs, Ginny was on her way down the stairs, looking sleepily at James. "Mom! Guess what? I got into Hogwarts! Dad said we could go tomorrow and get all my stuff!"
"That's great James! We'll make a day of it," Ginny said excitedly. "Good morning," she said to Harry, "Are there any pancakes left for me?"
"We haven't even started yet. We were about to when the owl delivered the letter and James has been bouncing off the walls ever since," Harry said with a laugh.