The Story Of Darla Potter, Book One
Dur dur dur! :3 This is my first fanfiction so please, give it a chance! The stories are set in the Marauders era. And if your wondering, Darla is James' younger sister. And I do not own Harry Potter, for if I did, I'd be ruling the word with Leprechauns, Fairies and Buckbeak. Enjoy! XP
Chapter 1;
"I've got in!"
Darla came busting into the dinning room in the Potter Manor, waving her letter of entrance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her older brother, narrowed his eyes up at his younger sister whistle the Potter's personal cook and Mrs Potter hugged Darla ever so tightly.
"Ugh. Do I seriously have to spend the rest of my Hogwart's days with you?"
James asked, showing he wasn't in the best of moods.
"Really James? You've got that group of strange friends of yours, and you're worried about your sister? She'll make her own friends, on her own!"
Mrs Potter said firmly to her eldest son.
"But well done darling, let's hope you'll be put into Gryffindor just like the long line of Potter's!" The cook, Pauline said.
Darla nodded while smiling brightly. "Well, the letter came a bit late, so we only have two weeks to get the supplies..."
Darla said, examining her letter.
"We will go in an hour or so...Come on! James, finish your toast and get washed and changed for goodness sake!"
Mrs Potter said, frowning at James.
Darla smirked slightly as James was told off, and with that, she left.
Two Hours Later In Diagon Alley...
"Okay, I've got everything. But I just need a pet..."
Darla said, looking at her list, then back up at her beautiful mother. Darla didn't have the looks like her mother, only her hair and her mother's intelligent mind.
"I can't go into pet stores, the animals just make me scratch and that is not very lady-like. You and James go in."
"But mother! Me and Sirius were meant to-"
"Don't argue! Go on."
James sighed heavily, feeling a bit peeved off. He stroked a few dogs, then a few ferrets, trying to take off his mind about not being able to see Sirius and the rest of the Marauders.
"This one's perfect!"
Darla said, picking up a three-week old kitten, with black and gold fur. It was very unusual, the golden parts in shape of stars. She instantly paid 10 gallions for it, walking out of the store with the kitten in it's cage.
James looked at Darla, scoffing at her.
"If you have a problem with me, please do feel free to share!"
Darla said, frowning angrily at her brother.
"Okay then! First off, I fucking hate you for you're the reason I'm not allowed to see my best friends today. Second and last; I'm going to make sure you have the worst time of your life in Hogwarts."
He said in a hiss, narrowing his eyes on Darla as he spoke. He soon straighted up and pretended to be gentlemanly as they're mother came back.
"Ah, there you two you are! Come on now, Pauline has tea ready for us, we must be going back."
Mrs Potter said, motioning them both to follow her as they walked with her, apperating back to the manor.
So...What do you think? :D I will update, the stories I do are based off RP's I do on Facebook! So, try and find me Bitches! And sorry for the swear words! I'll keep it to a small amount. :3