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It's Our Time Now

Chapter 2: Life of James Potter

000

(James' POV)

We, as in: Sirius, mum, dad, and I, were moving to a new town. Something called Privet Drive. I dunno how but that street name sounds so familiar. I could have sworn I heard it from someone at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Guess that means someone from Hogwarts lives here.

I looked out the window to see what the new neighborhood looked like…

Wow…every house looks the same. How boring! I thought as I banged my head against the glass window of the car.

"James, are you alright?" my mother asked me as she turned around to see if I was okay.

I rubbed my forehead where I banged myself on the glass. "Yeah. Why did we have to move? I liked our old house better. All of these houses look the same!"

"Don't worry, honey. Everything's going to be alright." She turned back around to talk to my father who was currently driving.

"Prongs…this town is so boring," Sirius whined.

"Tell me about it," I muttered.

That's Sirius Orion Black. My best mate. He is seven-teen, had blue-grey eyes and about black shoulder length hair. His hair looks as though someone placed his hair perfectly on his head, I envied him for that. All the girls that went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry thought he was drop dead gorgeous. They all want to go out with him. And Sirius went out with most of them but he would never ever go out with one of his best mates' girl or lover. And we Marauders had nicknames…and Sirius' nickname is Padfoot.

I'm James Daniel Potter. I have jet black, messy hair that would stick up in all directions. I have hazel brown eyes with flecks of green around the pupil that were behind black rimmed eye glasses. I was like Sirius until I started getting feelings for a certain red haired, green eyed Gryffindor girl, but we'll get to that later. I'm also on the Quidditch Team. Sirius is one of the beaters and I am one of the three Chasers. And I am the Quidditch Captain for the Gryffindor Team obviously. And my nickname is Prongs.

I had another friend and his name is Remus John Lupin. He has sandy brown hair and chocolate eyes. Remus wasn't like me or Sirius, Remus was into school stuff and Remus loved reading. He wasn't really that interested in finding a girlfriend or a "shag friend" as Sirius called it. Remus had a "furry little problem." Remus had a "furry little problem," Sirius called it, but the actual term is, "Remus is a werewolf." Remus was bitten by a werewolf in the shoulder and that is how he became one. Remus wasn't as depressed because he had two best mates, including me, that would help him through the full moons. Remus' nickname was Moony.

The last of our group is Peter Pettigrew. Peter has brown mousy hair and watery blue eyes. Peter is a little lump of a boy and was always following me and Sirius like a lost puppy. He is short and a bloody coward. Peter is just…well he is kind of an outcast with the rest of us Marauders. He only felt like an outcast when I, Sirius and Remus talked about girls. Peter didn't look as good as us three. Peter didn't even compare to the Sirius, Remus and I. But since he is a Marauder…his nickname is Wormtail.

Since we have nicknames, we all reflect on how we or transform into. Sirius' nickname was Padfoot because he transforms into a black dog and he has a padded foot. My nickname is Prongs because I transform in a stag and I have the antlers. Remus' nickname is Moony because every full moon he would transform into a werewolf. And Peter's nickname is Wormtail because he transforms into a rat, he has a wormy tail.

Suddenly the car stopped and we were in front of our new hell hole of a house. Privet Drive Number 3.

I sighed heavily and I stepped out of the car slamming the door loudly in Sirius' face.

"Hey!" Sirius exclaimed as he opened and he started rubbing his nose. "That hurt."

"Sorry, Padfoot. I just…I hate this place already…and I haven't even been here for five minutes!"

Sirius shook his head at me. "Prongs…think of all the girls that live on this block…"

"Padfoot…that's only for you. I could care less. You know I only have eyes for Lily."

"Yeah. Only if she had eyes for you."

I glared at him. "Shut it Padfoot."

"Boys…be nice," my mother warned me.

Victoria Potter is my mother. She has red hair that went a little bit past her shoulders. She has hazel brown eyes with flecks of green around the pupil. She was a strict woman…but she could be loose every now and then. She was a wonderful cook! She cooked and cleaned and all that other stuff mothers do.

"Aww, come on, Toria. Let the boy's have some fun," my father said sweetly to my mum.

Daniel Potter is my father. He has the jet black, messy hair that would stick up in all directions like me. He has brown, solid eyes that always looked loving…until he was mad. But that was on rare occasions. My dad was all fun until he had to go off to work for the Order.

When I told my dad that I had a crush on Lily Evans, he asked what she looked like. I told him what she looked and he laughed. When I asked him what he was laughing at he said that I got the liking-girls-with-red-hair genes. Once I thought about it…I remembered that my Grandma, on my dad's side, had red hair. Rest in Peace Grandma Irene Potter.

"James, help us with these boxes!" Mother yelled at me.

"'Kay," I muttered and I walked over to the car.

000

(Hours Later)

It took about two hours to get everything into our new house. Our house looks small on the outside but on the inside it looks huge. Magic of course…

I had my own room that had tons and tons of posters of Quidditch Stars. Even a few of the posters were signed. There were pictures of me and my friends around my room. Most of them Magical photos and a few of them were Muggle photos.

I looked at the clock on my wall. It was only 2:30 in the afternoon.

I walked into Sirius' room. "Hey Padfoot."

Padfoot's room was kinda like my room but with a few slight differences. There were some…posters of girls in his room. My mother strongly disliked them but since he was like a son to her, she let it slide, as long as the girls were wearing clothing.

Sirius turned around and he smiled his goofy grin. "Sup Prongs." He looked back to his poster he was placing on his wall.

"Bored out of my mind," I breathed out as I plopped down on his bed.

"We can look around the neighborhood?" Sirius suggested as he stood back to see if the poster was slightly slanted. He nodded satisfied and he looked at me.

I shrugged. "I guess so."

We walked down the stairs and we looked around the house for my mother.

"Mum?!" I shouted.

She stepped out of the kitchen drying her wet hands. "Yes, James?"

"Can Sirius and I walk around the neighborhood?"

She nodded. "Of course. Make sure you're back in time for dinner."

"All right, mum."

Sirius and I walked outside. We looked down one way of the street and then we looked down the other way of the street.

"There's nothing here," Sirius stated.

"No duh, Padfoot," I answered.

"Should we go next door?"

"That would be invading their privacy, wouldn't it?"

"I don't know!"

I rolled my eyes at him. "Whatever." I squinted my eyes and I saw the outline of a park off in the distance. "Let's go over there." I pointed to the park.

Sirius shrugged his shoulders. "Nah. Let's just walk around the neighborhood and see if we know anybody."

"Okay. Whatever you say."

We walked around the neighborhood and there was this house that looked hella scary. It was the third to last house on the street.

"Damn. That has got to be the scariest house I have ever seen," Sirius stated backing a little away from the house.

The house was a total mess. It was complete run down. It was a mansion though. That's what was weird about the house…it was a mansion. It was a wonderfully scary ass mansion. It was black all around the house. The windows had shutters that were black and closed. There were curtains in the house that was also black. It was like an emo house. There was no light shining into that house…except for one window that was open. The curtains in that room were pulled back and the shutters were open to let light into that house.

"Well…that looks weird…" Sirius muttered.

"It looks scary," I muttered.

There was this loud screeching sound coming from the inside of the house. Then there was footsteps running up the stairs.

Sirius and I exchanged a look of worry and pure fright!

"That wretched girl!" a woman screamed. "Elwing!!!!!"

There was a popping sound and we knew that it was a house elf.

"Yes mistress?" Elwing, the house elf asked in a scared voice. "What may Elwing do for Mistress?"

"Close up my daughter's room! The light is blinding me!" She yelled dramatically.

Elwing bowed for her mistress. "Yes Mistress." She walked over to the opened window and she saw us.

Our eyes widened and we started backing away.

Elwing watched us longing for freedom.

"Elwing!!!! Now!!!" the woman screeched.

Elwing closed the shutters and locked them. Then she closed the curtains and put boards over the inside of the shutters.

Sirius and I looked at each other before we ran for it.

000

(Nighttime)

Sirius and I were out in our backyard building our own Quidditch Pitch with our wands. We made sure that only people that were magical could see it…but that was only if they were in our backyard. So let's say that a Muggle was in our backyard the Quidditch Pitch wouldn't be there. It would be a simple Muggle backyard. If a witch or wizard came into our backyard and we waved our wands speaking the magic word, the Quidditch Pitch would show up.

I wiped some sweat from my brow. "I wish my dad was here so he could help us with this."

Sirius nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Totally."

"Let's take a break." I placed my wand in my pocket.

"Thank you!" Sirius placed his wand in his pocket and he crashed on the grass.

I rolled my eyes and laid on the grass looking up at the stars.

I started to hear a lot of commotion from the next door neighbors.

I sighed heavily and I turned my head to look at Sirius. "I hate this place."

Sirius nodded as he glared at the fence where the noise was coming from. What is with all that noise?"

I shrugged my shoulders sitting up.

Sirius and I walked over to the fence. We stood up on one of the planks that ran horizontally and we looked over the fence.

I saw my most beloved Lily in the swimming pool with her best friends. My frown turned into a full blown smile.

Lily's mouth dropped. "No way…"

"Hate it here still, Prongs?" Sirius asked me smirking.

I shook my head still smiling. "Hate this place? Padfoot…how can you say such a thing?"

Sirius let out a bark like laughter.


AN: Okay…please review! I might be able to update a lot since I am on break but sadly break is almost over…poopie. I got the elf's name from this website so I do not own the elf names Elwing.