Well... here is the long awaited first (or second depending on how you look at it) chapter of Who's Harry Potter. The Mastresses would like the that you all for you're kind review and ask that you keep them coming. They would also like to inform you that they do not own Harry Potter. In fact, most of this chapter belongs to J.K. Rowling. But we hope you enjoy our spin on it! On to the story!
Recap:
"Hey James!" she called. A few seconds later James, Sirius, and Remus were at her side.
"What is it Lily?"
She looked up from the book she was holding, staring straight into his eyes.
"Who's Harry Potter?"
Chapter 1: The Book and the Boy Who Lived
James gave Lily a very odd look. He was obviously very confused. "Who's who?"
"Harry Potter."
I've never heard of him," he said hesitantly.
Lily rolled her eyes, not surprised that he didn't have a clue about his family tree. "How am I not surprised."
"No, I'm serious... not Sirius but... oh, you all know what I mean! Every summer we have a big family get together and we always bring out the family tree and talk about all our ancestors... it's boring if you ask me but it's been drilled into my brain. There is no Harry Potter."
"Does your family blast relatives off?" Sirius questioned hoping to have solved the problem.
"No Sirius, that's your family!" James pointed out.
"There has to be some Harry Potter! It's here isn't it?" Lily questioned.
"You look at me as if I know." James looked exasperated.
"That settles it, we have to read it." Lily said. For some reason she felt that this book was calling to them, though she'd never admit that to the boys.
"It certainly doesn't look like a history book to me." Remus said.
Lily opened up the hardback book and read the inside cover out loud.
HARRY POTTER has never played a sport while flying on a broomstick. He's never worn a cloak of invisibility, befriended a giant, or helped hatch a dragon. All Harry knows is a miserable life with the Dursleys, his horrible aunt and uncle, and their abominable son, Dudley. Harry's room is a tiny closet at the foot of the stairs, and he hasn't had a birthday party in eleven years.
But all that is about to change when a mysterious letter arrives by owl messenger: a letter with an invitation to a wonderful place he never dreamed existed. There he finds not only friends, aerial sports, and magic around every corner, but a great destiny that's been waiting for him... if Harry can survive the encounter.
"Well, I'm intrigued." James said after a moment.
"What are you and what did you do with Prongs?" Sirius demanded.
"What? I thought I knew everything about my family and it turns out I don't." he explained. "I actually want to know."
The other three just looked at him in shock. Surely, the world had just stopped turning.
"Well James Potter, I'm impressed." Lily said smiling at him.
"Really?" James said, his eyes big with shock and delight. "I mean... thank you."
"Let's all read it then seeing James wants to know, Lily seems very interested, and I'm curious as well." Remus suggested.
"What about me? I don't want to read this."
"You don't count my dear Padfoot."
"Well... how are we all going to read it at the same time?"
Everyone stared at Sirius, hoping that he wasn't being... well... serious.
"What are you guys staring at me like that for? I don't like it!" he whined.
The friends blinked and shook their heads. For someone who gets decent grades he sure is stupid.
"You do know there is such a thing as reading aloud?" Remus pointed out.
Sirius opened his mouth to retort but then closed it.
"Since we're reading aloud, we call all take turns and switch off every chapter." Lily suggested.
"Fine, you get to read first." Sirius said, obviously still pouty over having to read during break.
"I'm fine with that. Where are we going to read?"
"Towards the back there's a sitting area. We can read it there." James suggested.
No one objected so they all made their way to the back of the library. Lily sat down on the love seat and James jumped to sit next to her. Remus shook his head as he sat down in an overstuffed armchair. Sirius plopped himself down on the floor like a little puppy dog wanting attention. The friends were surprised that he didn't transform. Once everyone was comfortable, Lily opened the book and started reading.
Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.
Sirius, with the attention span of a five-year-old hyped up on sugar, had to make a comment. "There's such a thing as normal??"
They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.
Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache. Mrs. Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck, which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbors.
"If I didn't know any better I would say that was my sister."
The Dursleys had everything they wanted but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it. They couldn't think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters."
"My last name's Potter!"
"Honestly James, are you really just realizing this?" Lily asked rolling her eyes.
"No, I just like pointing it out sometimes," he told her with his child-like grin.
The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son too, but they had never even seem him. This boy was another good reason for keeping the Potters away; they didn't want Dudley mixing with a child like that.
"Doesn't like 'abnormal' people, doesn't wan her kid mixing with an odd bunch, yep, just like my sister."
After reading a little, Lily was again interrupted.
At half past eight, Mr. Dursley picked up his briefcase, pecked Mrs. Dursley on the cheek, and tried to kiss Dudley goodbye but missed, because Dudley was now having a tantrum and throwing his cereal at the walls.
"Sounds like you Sirius!" Remus laughed.
"Hey I take offence to that! I don't throw my cereal, it would be a waste."\
"Yeah right, no one can offend you!" Lily smirked then continued reading.
There was a tabby cat standing on the corner of Privet Drive...
"McGonagall?" James asked, knowing not many cats read.
Mr. Dursley blinked and stared at the cat. It stared back.
"Yep, definitely McGonagall, she gives that stare." James said.
"The creepy one?" asked Sirius.
"Which other one does she have?" asked James.
"Maybe if you two would pay attention more often you wouldn't be on the receiving end quite as much." Remus pointed out.
"You know Remus has a point." Lily agreed before continuing on.
As he sat in the usual morning traffic jam, he couldn't help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about. People in cloaks... The getups you saw on young people! ... Mr. Dursley was enraged to see that a couple of them weren't young at all; why that man had to be older then he was and wearing an emerald green cloak!
"HE STOOL IT FROM MCGONAGALL!!" Sirius cried.
"You do realize they make more then one emerald green cloak right?" Lily asked him.
"This is Sirius we're talking about." Remus pointed out.
"Seriously!" James agreed.
Lily shook her head and continued to read.
He was in a very good mood until lunchtime, when he thought he's strech his legs and walk across the road to buy himself a bun from the bakery.
He forgot all about the people in cloaks until he passed a group of them next to the baker's. He eye them angrily as he passed. He didn't know why, buy they made him uneasy. This bunch were whispering excitedly, too, and he couldn't see a single collecting tin. It was on his way back past them, clutching ar donut in his bag...
"DONUT but I thought..." Sirius started.
"Shut up and let me read you git." Lily snapped.
"Sorry," he grunted, as the tiny old man stumbled and almost fell. It was a few seconds before Mr. Dursley realized that the man was wearing a violet cloak... he said in a squeaky voice that made passersby stare, "Don't be sorry, my dear sir, for nothing could upset me today! Rejoice, for You-Know-Who is gone at last!"
"You-Know-Who's gone?" Remus asked stunned.
"Apparently." Lily responded.
"How the bloody hell did they pull that off?" Sirius asked.
"I guess this takes place in the future?" James didn't sound sure but it was a good guess.
"Brilliant James, just brilliant." Lily said dripping with sarcasm.
"Well I hope this J.K. Rowling person has good protective services..." Remus started.
"Yeah, or else You-Know-Who will you-know-what on her arse."
The friends laughed...
As he pulled into the driveway of number four, the first thing he saw... was the tabby cat he'd spotted that morning... it had the same markings around it's eyes.
"It HAS to be McGonagall! Who else has a animagus form that's a cat and has those markings?" James demanded.
"We don't know it's an animagus." Lily retorted.
"It was reading a bloody map! Does that sound like any normal cat to you?"
Lily had a lack for words so she did what she did best... she ignore him.
"Shoo!" said Mr. Dursley loudly.
The cat didn't move. It just gave him a stern look.
"That confirms it! James is right. Most defiantly McGonagall! I know that look!" Sirius exclaimed.
"You've definitely had detention with her enough to know... but you two know that this is a fictional book right?" Remus asked.
"But maybe it's not! Maybe it was sent to us from the future!" James said. There were crickets. "What?"
"Yeah, maybe it's a sign!" Sirius agreed after a moment of hesitation.
Lily looked at them. "Yes, a sign you've both gone mental."
"Okay, let's bet on it," James said looking at Sirius. "If Professor Dumbledore appears then it's a sign!"
"You're on! And I hope that it says something about you!"
"Why do I hang around such an immature lot?" Lily asked shaking her head.
Remus looked at Lily and said "You realize that we have to take the bet right. We really don't have a choice."
"Fine, but if something does happen, that won't mean I'll believe it!"
They read about how Mr. Dursley went in to watch the news. There were reports about strange happenings that day. The weather report was particularly interesting.
"Viewers as far apart as Kent, Yorkshire, and Dundee have been phoning in to tell me that instead of the rain that I promised yesterday, they've had a downpour of shooting stars! Perhaps some people have been celebrating Bonfire Night early."
"Bonfire Night! Hmmmm... I like fire...sounds like fun!" Sirius said mischievously.
They continued reading about how Mr. Dursley thought about everything that happened that day, including the numerous mentions of the Potters. He finally decided to ask his wife about her sister.
"Petunia dear..."
"PETUNIA?!" all the friends cried together.
"Isn't that the name of your sister Lily?" Remus asked.
"Ummmm... yes." Lily responded after some hesitation, knowing James would probably bring up his 'it's from the future' theory.
"And what's the deal with you guys being named after flowers? Seriously!" Sirius felt the need to add.
"It's so weird..." Lily said thinking about the description of the woman with her sister's name the surname of Dursley.
"What is it Lils?" James asked.
"EXCUSE ME! I'm waiting for my answer! HELLO!"
"My sister is currently seeing a bloke named Vernon Dursley... at lest the first name isn't the same."
"Still it's kinda weird." James said.
"I'M STILL WAITING FOR MY ANSWER!!"
Lily continued reading onward, actually making it through a full page this time.
A man appeared on the corner the cat had been watching, appeared so suddenly and silently you'd have thought he'd just popped out of the ground. The cat's tail twitched and it's eyes narrowed.
Nothing like this man had ever been seen on Privet Drive. He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt.
"It's Dumbledore!" James yelled.
"Shhh..."said Remus wanting to see if this was, in fact, Dumbledore.
He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots.
"He wears high heels?!" Sirius asked in wonderment.
His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-mooned spectacles.
"It has to be!" Remus chimed in.
This man was Albus Dumbledore.
"YES! WE WIN! It's a book of fate! It's telling us our future!" James was , for some
reason, very excited about this particular bet.
"It doesn't necessarily mean anything! Someone could have just known Dumbledore and
decided to put him in their book." Lily tried to explain rationally.
"What kind of name is Albus anyway?"
"And we bet on it!" James cried again.
"Why are you so dead set against this Lily?" Remus asked.
"Well..." she started, not completely sure herself why she didn't want to believe its
validity.
"And what about the Petunia thing?"
"It's just... I... it can't... 'Albus Dumbledore didn't seem to realize...'" she continued
reading so as not to have to respond.
...he didn't seem to realize he was being watched, because he looked up suddenly at the
cat, which was still staring at him from the other end of the street. For some reason, the
sight of the cat seemed to amuse him. He chuckled and muttered 'I should have known.'
"I bet I know what's coming next!" Sirius said.
They read about how Dumbledore used his Put-Outer to extinguish the streetlights and
then sat down next to the cat...
"Fancy seeing you here Professor McGonagall."
"TOLD YA SO/I KNEW IT!" James and Sirius exclaimed.
"You tow bloody well shut your traps! We have been reading for over an hour and we are
only on page 11! I WANT to get through this sometime before we graduate!" Lily
snapped, obviously fed up with being interrupted so often.
"Sorry Lily!" both boys said, hanging their heads
James whispered to Sirius, "Man, she's scary when she's angry."
"Yeah, no kidding."
Lily then shot them both a death glare causing both boys to look down in fear as she
continued the story.
They read about Dumbledore and McGonagall's conversation. After a few pages they
finally got to the explanation of You-Know-Who's disappearance.
"What they're saying," she pressed on, "is that last night Voldermort turned up in
Godric's Hollow. He went to find the Potters. The rumor is that Lily and James Potter
are-are-that they're-dead"
"WE'RE MARRIED!!" James and Lily exclaimed. James was thrilled, whereas Lily was
disgusted.
"YOU'RE MARRIED! I always knew it would happen one day!" Sirius cheered giving
James a pat on the back in congratulations.
"Ummmm... Guys." Remus tried getting their attention.
"I can't believe this woman is making me marry James Potter! One of my best friends!
He's lie a brother to me! Not a boyfriend and DEFFENTLY not a husband." Lily
rambled.
"Aww come on Lil. You know you don't feel that way!" James said slipping his arm
around her and she shook him off almost instantly.
"REJECTED!" Sirius said.
"...Guys." Remus continued trying to speak.
"It's okay, she'll marry me one day!" James beamed.
"That's right and I'll be your best man!" Sirius said, smiling back at James.
"GUYS!" Remus finally screamed.
"What Moony?" asked the boys.
"Read the line again."
"Okay... 'The rumor is that Lily and James Potter are-are-that they're-dead.' Lily looked
at James. "We died!"
"That sucks Sirius stated bluntly.
"Wow... how did we die?' James asked, as if Lily had the answer.
"Ummmm... think about it love birds. The rumor is about how You-Know-Who
disappeared...well he probably killed you and that had something to do with him
disappearing." Remus pointed out.
There was a moment of silence before anyone spoke again.
"Well... it's not as if it matters anyway. It is just fiction." Lily stated, calming herself
down a bit.
"You keep thinking that Lils." all the boys said together.
...a huge motorcycle fell out of the air and landed on the road in front of them.
"That is sweet!" Sirius sad in awe.
"Hagrid," said Dumbledore, sounding relieved "At last. An where did you get that
motorcycle?"
"Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sir," said the giant, climbing carefully off the
motorcycle as he spoke "Young Sirius Black lent it to me."
"Hey, that's me! Ad that sweet bike is mine! But... why would I lend it to Hagrid? Why
wouldn't I just take Harry? I mean after all he is my godson."
"I never gave you permission to by godfather to my son."
"James did."
"We'll talk about this later... though... it's not really important because this isn't going to
happen." Lily responded, catching her slip.
...people meeting in secret all over the country we holding up their gasses and saying in
hushed voices: "To Harry Potter... the boy who lived.
"Wow" the four friends said together.