Chapter 2: Magical Mishaps: Lily

A five year old Lillian Maria Evans was standing in front of her first year class as her teacher was ridiculing her for falling asleep again. Lily desperately wanted to disappear. Her teacher, Mr. Trinity, was calling her a stupid little girl. Lily, a smart, very shy, and small red head, had a tendency to freeze when asked questions, especially when she had an audience. As her teacher continued to make an example of her, she started getting angry. Lily, as young as she was, had a temper to be reckoned with… as most red heads do. The lights flickered

"Stop it." Lily demanded as her eyes narrowed.

"Don't take that tone with me child. You're nothing but a pathetic little girl who has the intelligence of an octopus. I don't have a clue how you managed to pass preschool. Your social skills are non existent and your manners are horrendous. If it were up to me id throw you out of here right now." Mr. Trinity said in a deadly, mocking voice.

Lily stood through his speech, looking calm on the outside. In the inside she was boiling with anger.

"You have worse manners than I do." She stated quietly, walking slowly towards the door. "You sound like a girl on helium when you yell and you're dumb as hell, because for your information, an octopus is a very intelligent animal. Oh and by the way… your hair looks like a SKUNK." With that said Lily stormed out the class room to the sound of laughter. She had turned her teachers wig into a skunk. This was the first, but certainly not the last, clue she was a witch.

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James Harrison Potter was walking through the cafeteria at his muggle elementary school. James was a strange child. A social outcast at age 9, his messy black hair and round glasses made him a target for many pranks and bullying. His small wiry body made it hard to for James stick up for himself as the bullies were much larger boys than he was. That wasn't the only reason he didn't have any friends. The boy was strange, as was his family. A kid in his class that lived on the same street as him said there was always owls around his house and white flashes could often be seen from inside. James seemed to make things up. He claimed his favourite game was Quidittch and that it was played on broomsticks in the air.

As James went to sit at a table 3 kids from his class came up and started making fun of him. The ringleader, Vernon Dursley, (A/N ooo! Dun dun dun!) started calling him a freak and asked him if he had flown on a broom lately. When James started relating his newest adventure, Vernon laughed and proceeded to bully him before making the mistake of insulting his family. That was the last straw for James. The lights flickered and his eyes narrowed.

"Oh yeah? Well you're just a pig fat PIG!" James yelled.

Vernon's eyes widened as a weird feeling spread across his head. His friends freaked and started yelling. Vernon Dursley had sprouted pigs ears. The lunch lady starred in wonder before escorting James and Vernon to the principal's office. James didn't care that he was in trouble. He was ecstatic! He had finally preformed magic.

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Remus John Lupin was a handful. At the age of six, he had already shown signs of magic. His father, a diplomat for the ministry, who was working on human-werewolf relations, was extremely proud of his son. Daniel Lupin was a muggleborn wizard, his wife, Christina, was a pureblood. She had gone beyond all her family beliefs to marry him and he loved her very much. There was a shriek of delight from outside. It was dark and a full moon shone through the window. Another scream was heard but this time it sounded terrified. A howl followed the other scream closely. Daniel Lupin ran to the door, wand in hand. What he saw made his blood curdle. He starred at his wife's ashen face before looking at his son's stomach. Remus was bleeding very badly. Another howl sounded causing Daniel to jump into action. He rushed over to his son, scooped him up and nudged his wife gently inside. He grabbed some floo powder stepped into the fire, shouted "St. Mungos" and disappeared in a flash of green flames.

Christina Lupin was in shock. Her precious son had been bitten by a werewolf. She briefly wondered what she should do before flooing to St. Mungos to see her son. A nagging thought kept drifting across her mind, but she insistently pushed it away. She found her husband and sat down next to him, allowing time for her thoughts. As soon as her thoughts registered she started yelling at the man sitting beside her.

"What did you do that made a werewolf so mad he would bite my son?" she screamed. "This is entirely your fault. If not for your damned work my son would be normal. He wouldn't be some kind of half-breed freak. I don't think I can live with you anymore."

Daniel starred at her in complete shock. He opened and closed his mouth several times before he managed to stutter out, "M…my fault?" He blinked a few times before he fully registered the other things she said. His eyes widened. "You can't just leave us. We need you. We can't get through this without you. Please Chrissie, think of Remus."

"What about him?" She snapped, "He's not human anymore. He's just a half-breed. He's not my son anymore. My son is dead. I don't want anything to do with 'IT'. Or for that matter, you." With that said, she walked away from him heading out of the hospital and his life.

A nurse stepped out of the room that held Remus. "You can see him now, sir. The doctor says he will survive. This is a tragedy within itself, for one so young, to be cursed with this horrible condition."

Daniel stepped into the hospital room and sat down in a chair beside the bed his son was in. Remus opened his chocolate brown eyes. "Daddy, what happened? Where's Mommy?" The scared child asked.

"Your mother has gone away for a while, Remus." Daniel said quietly to his child. "Rest now, you will need all your strength to recover."

"OK Daddy." Remus replied quietly.

Once Remus Lupin fell back into a peaceful, drug induced, sleep, his father planned for his future. Remus stayed in the hospital for a few weeks. During that time, his father made arrangements for the next full moon and Remus' first transformation. He hired a private healer and a full time nanny for. He vowed to always be there for and support Remus.

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Peter Lawrence Pettigrew was a short, chubby child who was intimidated by many things. As the son of the Minister for Magic, he had grown up around the press, in a very broken family. His mother adored him and spoiled him rotten. His father, on the other hand, found him weak and pathetic. He claimed that Lauren babied him too much, which led to rather spectacular fight that left both Peter and his mother bruised. Robert Pettigrew had been watching Peter closely since his 10th birthday, a month ago, for signs of magic. So far, though, Peter had shown no signs of magic. His father was worried that Peter might be a squib and, as the Ministers son, that just wouldn't do. This meant an even harder time for the boy. Peter had never been allowed to mingle with other children. Whenever his father was invited to a dinner party he was forced to stay with the adults and, since he had never met any kids his age, Peter had no friends. During one of these dinner parties, his mother had managed to finally convince his father to let him meet the other children. As he entered the room with all the underage wizards and witches looks of contempt passed over most of the occupants. The majority of them ignored him except for four people, a boy with blondish-white hair, a boy with short black hair, a girl with blonde hair and a girl with black hair. They immediately began taunting him. The boy with blonde hair seemed to be the self proclaimed leader of the little group.

"Well, well, if it isn't the Minister's son. Fat, pathetic looking thing isn't he?" the blonde kid asked.

"Yea, he gives purebloods like us a bad name." The dark haired girl answered.

"I heard he hasn't even done magic yet." The blonde girl said.

"That's pathetic. I'm younger than him and my parents have already bought me a wand." The black haired kid said, pulling his wand out to show them. "I even know a few hexes."

An evil grin spread across all of the fours faces. "Ooh, show him one Reg." The blonde girl said, squealing excitedly.

The black haired kid swished his wand and sent a bat bogey hex at Peter. The things flying at him were extremely weird and looked disgusting.

"Ewww get it away, gross, ewww." Once the hex had worn off, Peter saw the group of four kids in hysterics. The black kid managed to catch his breath and shouted tangrella." All of the sudden Peter started dancing wildly. He had lost control of his feet. By now most of the people in the room were watching and laughing. Peter's eyes narrowed. He hated public humiliation. The lights in the room flickered and the black haired kid let out a yell as shot off his feet, upside down, towards the ceiling, only to be stopped at 13 feet, where he hovered for a moment then dropped at a breath taking speed. Another boy with black hair, that was slightly longer, whipped out his wand. He shouted a spell and the boy slowed his descent until he landed softly on the ground. The boy jumped to his feet and pointed his wand at Peter. The boy with the longer black hair muttered something that sounded an awful lot like 'stupid idiot' before saying loudly. "That is enough Regulus. Stop torturing him all of you." He looked quite serious and glared at the troublesome four.

The boy with the blonde hair glared at him. "Who the hell do you think you are telling us what to do?"

The other boy's eyes narrowed. "Do not try my patience, Malfoy. I will not hesitate to curse you."

"You? Curse me? I'm in my second year of Hogwarts. You haven't even started your first. Sirius Black, you are mental."

"Just try me Malfoy. I'll curse you so bad I will be in my last year of Hogwarts before you recover." The boy called Sirius threatened. "After all, I am a Black, or did you forget Malfoy? I was raised around things that would make your eyes pop and your mommy scream in terror. I was born with more knowledge of the dark arts than you have learned. I dare you, just try me."

Malfoy laughed and pointed his wand at Sirius. Regulus grabbed his arm. "Don't be stupid, Lucius. He speaks the truth. You wouldn't stand a chance."

Malfoy struggled, and then shouted out, "He's nothing more than a sneaky, lying prankster and mudblood loving coward.

Both girls gasped, Regulus looked extremely shocked, and Peter chuckled quietly to himself, enjoying the show immensely. Sirius had not even blinked. He seemed mildly shocked, somewhat amused and a tad bit angry.

"Unlike you, Malfoy, I am not a coward, nor do I lie. I have no reason to because I believe in taking responsibility and consequences for my actions." A slight smirk spread across his face, "Nor do I fear things that are different. You fear what you cannot understand, and as you do not understand muggles you dislike them. You're afraid of muggles aren't you Malfoy? In order to keep yourself in power you feel the need to eliminate threats. So Malfoy… do you feel that Peter is a threat? Is that why you tried to intimidate him? Or maybe it's because he has more power than you. Did you finally realise your nothing more than a pathetic worm and that your last name does not make you good at everything? Did you finally realise that your last name isn't something that can protect you forever?"

Malfoy blinked, digesting Sirius' monologue. Just as he was about to retort, two adults walked into the room. "Lucius, we must leave now, so bid adieu to your little friends."

"This isn't over Sirius Black. Not by a long shot." Malfoy whispered walking away.

"'til next time Malfoy. I look forward to besting you once again." Sirius said loud enough for the whole room to hear. A few people chuckled in response.

Malfoy let out a growl of anger and stormed out of the room.

Peter turned to Sirius, "Thanks a bunch, I really appreciate it."

Sirius starred at him. "I didn't do that for you. I could never pass up a chance to show Malfoy up." With that Sirius turned around a joined a conversation with the remaining three that had been picking on him.

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Sirius Black had been an unusual child from day one. He was exceptionally bright but seemed to reject most of what his parents taught him. He rebelled against them a little and hate people who that they were everything because they were pureblood. His outward demeanour was cool and he treated most people with cold indifference. He was extremely antisocial and didn't enjoy the company of the people his mom wanted him to interact with. When he was younger his parents had him believing muggles were monsters, but after meeting some muggle kids, and finding they were normal people, he no longer trusted his parents' judgement. At the moment, Sirius was avoiding his mothers wrath, but it didn't seem to be working that well.

'Sirius Orion Black, What the hell do you think you are doing, and where are you? Come here right now." A very, very angry Mrs. Walburga Black screamed.

"Staying away from you…" Sirius muttered under his breath, before bursting into silent peals of laughter. He watched his mother storm around the yard from his vantage point in the old walnut tree. His mother had told him loads of times not to climb it. She was afraid he would fall and crack his skull open. It wasn't that she cared about, or loved, him. She was more worried about the image he portrayed than his health. As the heir of the Black family, it was expected that he acted like a well brought up gentleman, not the young, fun loving, prank playing child he was. Sirius had a blatant disregard for the rules and was often in trouble. His first display of magic happened at his 7th birthday.

Flashback

A 7 year old Sirius Black was trying very hard not to punch his cousins, Bellatrix age 7, and Narcissa age 9; as they annoyed him about the fact he hadn't showed any magical abilities. It was getting old and he was tired of hearing it. He walked towards the refreshment table and they followed. In one quick movement he had dumped the punch bowl over their heads, soaking both the girls and an unfortunate Lucius Malfoy. The 9 year old boy whipped out his wand and fired a rather nasty curse towards Sirius. One minute Sirius was standing there as a blazing streak of purple light flew at him and two seconds later he was sitting in the walnut tree. His mother had been elated and had taken him to get his wand the next day. She hired a private tutor hat started teaching him hexes and curses as well as a basic behind magic, particularly dark arts.

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Sirius had found that all extremely boring and was content to prank his teacher every chance he got. So far he had made 5 quit and his mother was immensely pissed about it. She decided if he had company and competition he would do better, so Regulus joined him in his lessons. The lessons improved a little better after that and he hadn't made a tutor quit in about 2 months. He had cut down on the pranks around the house as well, saving his better ideas for the dinner parties his parents forced him to. His favourite prank target was Lucius Malfoy and as a result that poor boy never managed to leave the party in the same state he arrived in. Sirius never passed up a chance to humiliate the Malfoy boy.

His mother's screams pulled Sirius from his thoughts. "Sirius, if you do not get over here in 2 minutes you will go to bed without dinner." His mother's harsh tone carried up to him.

Sirius sighed. "Alright, I'm coming." And he dropped out of the tree and followed his mother into the house.

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Authors note: Aight guys… I haven't updated in a while and I PROMISE it will be out bye Saturday. I've changed the format of the story a little bit cuz a few of my friends commented on how the chapters are tooo short and they didn't understand that each chapter has 5 sub-chapters so… sorry for the confusion. The next chapter will be a full one in this format. There will be no more sub-chapter things.

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Swordy