Harry Potter and the new player

AN

I know, I know I should have written the next chapter for the other book but I can't really write it. It's becoming harder to write even though I have only written the first paragraph but I have had this idea on my mind for a month and a half so here it is if you don't like it please say something (nice) about it. (Plus starts 4th year)

R&R

Chapter 1

James Robber traced the rain drops of his airplane window, he was going Hogwarts 3 years late because of his grandfather who hated him, his magic and family name. James never knew why his grandfather hated it so much from what he new he loved his kids who had magic. While James lived with his grandfather (who lived in Australia) he had one of the tufts times growing up. The reason being that James grandfather had spread lies to the whole town of who knows what so he was beat by his grandfather, belittled by his teachers and bullied by his school. The only thing they ever said good things to him where when he played afl (Aussie rules football search it up because a semi factor that comes up later) for his local club because his coach had a no bullying policy, though his coach was his only friend. His coach pushed him to practice hours on end and it payed off when getting a scholarship at one of the best sport high schools in Australia but yet again his grandfather said no and banned him from playing football. James barely went to school because there was not point, he would not learn only be bullied. From since James was just a young he used his magic (in secret) to build goal post to kick the ball threw but whenever his grandfather found out he would say that he built it and his grandfather would laugh and say "now you want to be a builder, a bloody builder" and walk off.

"Lady's and gentlemen we have landed at Heathrow" the pilot says over the speaker, after James stands and leaves the plane while walking his eyes wonder to the chocolate store, he shacks his head and leaves the airport. He walks down the to the passenger pick area.

"Aye James, you asshole get your ass over here" a man overalls yells threw the flood of cars.

"And who are you?" He answers back,

"I'm your godfather Humfrey but call me free"

"Ok free" James jumps in the back and free drives off. We park on the side of the rode and walk to this old pub but before we walk in free disappears, he feels a weight in his pocket and pulls out bag of gold but it's not the gold it's galleons.

"Hello..." James jesters to the barkeeper who seems to get what he's trying to do. "Tom" Tom sayed back. "Hello Tom so can I get a room for tonight"

"Sure, that is a Galleon and 6 sickles" James looked in the bag and pulled out 2 galleons.

"Here's the change"

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James walked threw the endless shops in Diagon Alley until he landed on Gringotts. He walked in and a little creeped about seeing goblins for the first time. With his backpack on and slipping from his shoulders as he walked down to the counter where a goblin was stationed.

"Hello can I get my inheritance test please" the goblin glared and nodded flatly.

"Cut your hand and drop one bit of blood" James hesitated at first but did it and healed instantly. The sheet moved around and started to form words.

James Bali Robber

Father: Robert James Robber (dead)

Mother: Olivia Dora Robber née Potter (dead)

Status: Pureblood

Ability's: mind craftsman, wand-less magic.

Inheritance (age 18 to claim): Lord Robber, Lord Randy

To say the least James was shocked, he could become two lords once he turns 18 but right now he couldn't care less because it was 4 years away. So he walked back to his room and pulled out a afl ball and started to kick the ball against the wall after about two minutes a witch came storming down the hall and banged on the door

"Bloody hell put who's know what away I'm trying to SLEEP!"

"Sorry" he yelled back. After about an hours james was lying in bed thinking about his family. The only reason he was in Australia in the first place was because his mother and father died in the last Wizarding war. His mum and died the night of his birthday February 2nd. James had no idea why his family were targets and there was no point guessing because his grandfather said Nothing of his family. After about another hour of think of his past had he fallen asleep.

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James woke up a 6:00 o'clock and went down to the bar.

"Hey Tom can I have some Vegemite on toast" James asked hoping he would have some.

"I'll check the back" with Tom gone to have a look for his food h had time to think what the train ride would be into Hogwarts. About ten minutes later Tom came back with his toast, the the toast looked cold and the Vegemite looked out of date but he really didn't care right now.

"Hey Tom where can a get a taxi to Kings Cross Station"

"You can get one down the street and on your left"

"Thanks" and with that he went down the rode and called for a taxi. Once he got into a taxi with the driver looking like he just woke up but James didn't care.

"So mate where you from?"

"Ummm I'm from Australia and going to a boarding school in the high lands"

"Shit must be cold, well we're so that's £65 mate."

"Bloody hell, English men and there taxis" he muttered while closing the door. James walked threw the entrance of kings cross, it wasn't as packed as he thought it would be but it still was early. And now for the great search for the entrance, he read one letter he father sent to his grandfather about the entrance so he did the logical thing and walked around for about an hour until he gave up and went over to this ledge, he looked up and saw platforms 9 and 10. He went to lean on the wall but fell straight threw and some how lifted his cart over and threw to. He looked up at the mess he made his stuff was everywhere and his wrist hurt like hell. James looked around and lucky no one took notice apart from one girl, James thought she was an angle here hair was perfect brunette colour even though her teeth were a little large she was still perfect to him.

"Are you all right?" The girl said.

"Umm yeah I'm ok" he went to push off the ground but he herd a click in his wrist and winced in pain.

"Nononono, you stay right and I'll pick up your things." She started picking up his things "I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger" after introducing herself she put the rest of his stuff away and onto the cart. She help him up. "And you are?"

"James, James Robber."

"I have a friend that's dad named James but he died when he was young" she said walking onto the train

"If I don't mind but who is this friend" James said, opening up a compartment door.

"His name is Harry Potter" she finished sitting down across from him.

"Oh... I'm his cousin actually, my mum was his dads sister her name was Olivia Robber née Potter" Hermione look dumbstruck this person was Harry's cousin. She looked out the window and saw the Weasley and harry, she saw harry at the Quidditch World Cup but hadn't seen him since because she went back to her parents house.

"Umm James I'm going to go get my friends" once Hermione left James looked at his wrist, shit his wrist hurt like hell and there was nothing to do but all of a sudden it just clicked into place. He stared wide eyed but couldn't be bothered to think about it because weird shit always happened to him. So he grabbed his cricket ball and laid down and threw the ball up and down. About 5 minutes later Hermione came back in with Harry and a red-head.

"Who the hells this Hermione!" Hermione shout The red-head a death glare that could kill on site.

"Well Ron if your so keen on knowing who it is...it's Harry's cousin" Harry froze mid step on putting his trunk on the rack.

"Ummmm hi?"