Hi!! This is my first LJ fic ever so please be nice and review!! The LJ will start in the later chapters, this is just like an introduction.

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Disclaimer : I don't own Harry Potter

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14-year old James Sirius Potter had a wicked smile on his face. He glanced at his partners in crime – his best friend Jason Brown and his 12-year old brother, Albus Severus Potter. Both of them grinned back at him, raising their wands. With a quick glance at the teachers' table, they aimed at the Slytherins and muttered together, "Ignis."

The Weasley firecrackers they had rigged under the Slytherin table exploded. The salad in the middle of the table went 'WHOOSH' and everyone got sprayed with lettuce. The Slytherins were splattered with food. Those who had made the mistake of opening their mouths to scream had their mouths filled with mashed potato. The Great Hall erupted with laughter. Up at the teachers' table, McGonagall sighed and looked at the Gryffindors. As expected, James Potter was laughing his head off. Though no one could prove it this time, she knew it was him. It always was. She thought she'd seen the end of all major pranks when the Marauders had left school, but it seemed that this James was determined to outdo his grandfather when it came to pranks. Not to mention he'd inherited the ever useful Invisibility Cloak too. As she watched him, he looked down the table to where – predictably – Rosalie Williams was seated. She was a beautiful 4th year Gryffindor, red hair, beautiful grey eyes and a temper as fiery as her hair. She was an exceptionally talented muggleborn whom James had asked out (and gotten hexed) approximately 20 times that year. McGonagall smiled, as Rosalie glared at James and looked away. Maybe the boy was more like his grandfather than she'd thought after all. Squeals of disgust brought her back to reality. She sighed again. Time to clean up the Slytherins.

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The next morning, James Sirius Potter woke up all alone in his dormitory. Everyone, including Jason had gone home for Christmas. Albus would be there of course, their parents had gone to Italy for the holidays. Rosalie would be there too. He had a massive crush on her. The problem was, she hated him. She had friends in other houses and he pranked them too often. She'd found him arrogant, self centered and didn't hesitate to hex him. He loved it when she got angry, her grey eyes would flash and her hair would whip around and her face would turn pink and-

"Ouch," he exclaimed as a pillow landed on his head, "what was that for?" he demanded.

"I've been waiting in the common room for the last half an hour bro. I got bored," grinned his brother Albus. The kid was scary. He was all innocent for the teachers but he had the most ingenious mind when it came to pulling off pranks. His sister Lily was even scarier. She was positively evil.

"Lost in daydreams of Rosalie?" guessed Albus.

"They were nice before you interrupted," grumbled James getting dressed.

After a lot of present opening, the two brothers headed down for breakfast to the Great Hall, when a voice stopped them. "Potter," they heard someone call. Turning around, they saw McGonagall striding towards them. "You can't prove we did yesterday's prank Professor," said James immediately. Albus stepped on his foot and rolled his eyes. Really, James might be the older on, but he sucked at covering up his crimes. That was why he needed Albus.

"I'm aware of that Potter, although your comment and your brother stepping on your foot could count as a confession. I want you to come to my office now," said McGonagall. The brothers looked at each other and then followed her. She was Headmistress, so they headed towards the gargoyle that guarded what used to be the office of Albus Dumbledore. When they entered, the boys gasped in amazement. Despite all their mischief, they had never been up here before. It was still pretty much like their dad had described except for a vase of roses which was obviously McGonagall's addition.

"Well Albus," she said. "Yes," asked two voices. She turned around. "I forgot both of you have the same name," she said, "I guess I'll have to call you two by your surnames then," she said turning to the paintings behind her.

The boys came closer and found a portrait of an old man with long silver hair smiling at them. "Albus Dumbledore," whispered Al. His eyes fell on the next portrait, a man with dark greasy hair and a hooked nose. "Severus Snape," said Al, "you're the Slytherin Headmaster dad told me about!"

"Yeah, well, your dad took inter-house unity a little too far when he named a Gryffindor after a Slytherin like me," said Snape.

"Now, now, Severus, Harry was only being thankful for all your help," smiled Dumbledore.

"Um, excuse me, but if we're going to gel a month's detention or something, can you get on with it Professor? I'm just really hungry," said James suddenly.

Snape grinned. "I see what you mean Minerva. The boy is just like his grandfather."

"You're not getting detention otter. And you can have breakfast right here," said McGonagall, waving her wand and making a plate of toast appear on the table. "You're here because we want to tell you a story." Both boys looked at her, confused. She continued, "You remind me so much of my godson, your grandfather and namesake, James Potter. Especially because he also fancied a very pretty redhead."

James blushed.

Albus stared at her. "How do you know about that?" he demanded.

McGonagall raised an eyebrow. "I think the Bat Bogey Hex she used on him while shouting at him to leave her alone and stop asking her out last week gave it away," she said dryly.

This time, Albus blushed. He'd been the one who'd told James to ask her out right after their Transfiguration class.

James sighed. "There's no point, she won't go out with me. She hates me, he said sadly.

Dumbledore smiled, "Yes, that's what your grandfather said occasionally. But he would always think of new ways to win Lily Evans' heart, no matter how many times she rejected him. His persistence finally paid off."

"Took him long enough though," said Snape.

"Wait, Grandma kept rejecting him?" asked James.

"Oh yes, we thought you might like to hear the story and since you're not going home for Christmas, we could tell you the story right now," said McGonagall.

"All right!" said both the boys, sitting down on the comfortable armchairs that McGonagall conjured up.

She cleared her throat, "Once upon a time –"

"Um Professor," James interrupted, "no offense but we're not 5 years old and this isn't a fairy tale."

"Oh, believe me kid, when Lily said yes, it was a miracle fit to be part of a fairytale all right," said Snape.

"Oi, I'm telling the story here. And stop chuckling Dumbledore," snapped McGonagall.

Dumbledore immediately put on a saintly face as both students grinned but he winked at them once she turned around again. James had no doubt that the old man was as deviously ingenious as his brother. That was a scary thought.

"Yes he is," said Snape suddenly. Everyone looked at him. "Yes Dumbledore is very deviously ingenious," he said looking at James.

"How did you – wait, can portraits use Legilimency???" spluttered James. Snape just grinned pretty deviously himself.

McGonagall cleared her throat, "If anyone wants to hear the story…?"

"YES!" yelled both brothers looking at her expectantly.

McGonagall finally began-

It all started in 1971 when James Potter and Lily Evans came to Hogwarts…

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