Welcome to my World
By Shannon xxx
Chapter 3
"Lily!"
I turned to face the voice who had shouted on me. James Potter was standing there.
"Okay," he said, leaning against the wall in Platform 9. "I've been brought up by a pureblood family, and know nothing about the Muggle world. So, please try to not laugh or shout or get annoyed if I'm doing things wrong, okay?"
I laughed, and nodded my head.
"Don't worry James," I said. "I felt the same way coming into the wizarding world."
James nodded, looking a little relieved, so I started walking. James followed, and we met up with Remus and Sirius.
"Evans!" Sirius exclaimed when he saw me. "What's a taxi? What's a car?"
I laughed and shook my head.
"Those things over there!" I said, pointing to the twenty cars with the "Taxi" light on top.
"Oh!" Sirius said, and Remus hit him.
"You idiot!" he laughed. "I said they were cars!" Sirius hit him back, before running over, and looking at all of the little number cards in the taxis' front windows. "There's number 8, come on Moony!"
Remus laughed, bid James and I goodbye, before running over with Sirius.
I turned to James.
"Will we go find our taxi?" James nodded, and picked up his holdall. I adjusted my bag so that is was comfier on my shoulder, and we made our way across to the taxis.
We quickly found number six.
"Hi there, are you going to the "City Centre" hotel?" I asked the taxi driver, just to make sure.
"Yes, I am." he replied.
I smiled.
"Oh, well I believe this is our taxi!" I smiled. "I'll just get my bags away."
I stepped back from the window, and looked around for James.
He was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh great!" I muttered. "James! James, where are you?"
"Here!" I ran around to the back of the car, where I heard his voice, to see him lying on the ground, his head underneath the car, saying, "This is so cool!"
I couldn't help but laugh. It was a pretty strange sight, seeing all of the Muggles stare at James like he had some sort of mental illness.
"James, stand up! People are looking!"
James came out from underneath the car.
"That is so awesome!" he said, and then went round to the side of the car. I rolled my eyes, and opened up the trunk of the car, and put my bags in. James was so fascinated by the door handle, I thought it would be a shame to interrupt him, so I put his bags in too.
"Uhh … James?" I said, as softly as I could.
James looked up at me.
"Yeah?"
"Could you please stop feeling the car? Behaviour like that is abnormal."
James stopped running his hand over the bonnet.
"Oh, right." he said, looking sheepish. "Sorry."
I just shook my head, before opening the door, and letting him in. He cautiously stepped in, before climbing over and sitting in the seat opposite the door I had just opened. I stepped in behind him, shut the door, and put my seatbelt on.
I looked over at James.
"Put your seatbelt on." I said.
He looked at me horrified.
"Why?" he said, looking at the belt I had just belted across me.
"Because ..." I said, leaning over and doing it for him. "It's the law, and, if we crash, it could save your life."
James looked at me even more horrified.
"This thing can – can – crash?"
I looked up at the taxi driver, who was staring at us puzzled.
"He comes from a place where they don't drive cars. Y'know, polluting the planet and stuff." I said.
The driver seemed pretty satisfied with that answer.
"Oh, where do you come from then?" he asked James, trying to be friendly.
James straightened up and smiled.
"The Potter Mansion."
I, once again, slapped my forehead.
The taxi driver looked at us both, puzzled, before shaking his head, muttering, "Kids..." and then turning the engine on.
As soon as the car started, James froze. I raised one eyebrow at him, and he slowly and stiffly, shook his head. I tried so hard not to laugh, but I couldn't help but let one giggle escape.
James stared at me, terrified.
The driver started to drive away, and James' hand automatically flew out and grabbed mine.
I stared at it blankly.
"I'm only holding your hand," James said, through gritted teeth, "in case I die."
I burst out laughing.
James' grip on my hand tightened.
"Ow ow ow! Okay, I'm sorry!" I said, trying to get him to loosen his fingers. "I'm not used to people nearly wetting themselves in the back of cars!"
James nodded his head, all the colour drained from his face. I held in another laugh, and turned away from James, and looked forward.
"Beautiful day, isn't it?" the driver asked.
"Yes, it is." I agreed. "I'm quite surprised, actually; it usually always rains in April."
The driver laughed.
"Yeah, you're right. Would you like to put any of the windows down?" he asked.
I nodded, and started to twist the little lever.
James was watching me avidly.
"What are you doing?" he asked, still through gritted teeth.
I rolled my eyes.
"Rolling the window down, to let some air in?"
He looked at me, puzzled.
"How does it work?"
I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes again.
"You twist the lever … it rolls the window down. It's simple." I said.
James still looked puzzled.
"How does twisting that make the window go down?" he asked, coming out of his shell a little. He was no longer sitting like a plank of wood, instead, he was leaning over, looking at the lever.
"I don't know!" I said. "There must be cogs or something inside the door, to open the window."
He still looked puzzled, but decided to let the matter go.
"So, how are you feeling in the car now?" I asked.
James shrugged.
"It's okay, I suppose." he admitted.
I nodded.
"Does that mean you can let go of my hand now?"
James looked embarrassed, and quickly let go.
"Right, sorry," he said, when he noticed how my hand was marked with his nail prints.
"It's okay." I smiled, whilst rubbing my hand.
"You're not used to it … I understand."
James smiled his gratitude at me, before relaxing into his chair.
We were only driving for another five minutes or so, before we came to a really busy roundabout.
The driver pulled out, just as another car came speeding around.
The car lurched forward, and the driver beeped the horn really loudly.
I lifted my hand to rub my neck where the seatbelt had cut into my neck, but James' hand flew out and grabbed mine before I could. I looked over at him, and he was clawing his other hand at the door, and pressing himself right against his chair.
I couldn't help but notice how cute he looked like that.
WHOA! Wait, NO! James Potter is NOT cute! You just think that because he's … he's … well, cute …NO! No, Lily, calm yourself, he's just scared, that's all...
I shook my head to rid myself of the thoughts. James didn't notice, though. He was too busy trying to get his breath back.
"What … was … th- the noise?" he asked, looking at the driver.
I giggled, ridding myself of any thoughts about James.
"That's called the horn. It makes noises to alert people." I explained.
James looked on impressed.
"Muggles have cool technology ..." he said.
I looked up at him suddenly.
A look of realisation dawned on his face.
"I mean … cars have … cool technology...?" he said, slowly.
I rolled my eyes, and he chuckled.
"Close one there," the taxi driver said. "Sorry about that."
I shook my head.
"Oh, it's okay." I said, smiling at James. "Accidents happen."
James chuckled softly, before saying, "Thanks."
The rest of the drive was quite pleasant.
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Once we had arrived at the hotel, and paid the taxi driver with the money that Professor Boiren had given us, we waited on Sirius and Remus to arrive.
We heard them before we saw them.
"WHOOOO! THIS IS SO FREAKING AWESOME!"
I turned to James with a look of horror on my face, and he burst out laughing.
"Sirius!" we both said at the same time.
Sure enough, a taxi rounded the corner, and hanging out of the window, was none other, than Sirius Black himself. All of the Muggles were staring at him like he was crazy, as he hung out of the window, waving and cheering to passers by.
I slapped my head. I seemed to be doing it quite a lot.
"Man, that was fun!" Sirius laughed, as he jumped out of the taxi. "Can we do that again?"
Remus laughed, as he got his and Sirius' suitcases out of the trunk of the car. As soon as he was done, the taxi driver sped away. He was probably glad to be rid of them.
I laughed, as Sirius pulled on my hand and attempted to drag me into the hotel.
"This is going to be a fun week!" Remus said to me sarcastically, and I laughed.
"You've certainly got that right, Remus." I giggled, and let Sirius drag me away.
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Sirius' face darkened.
"The woman thinks we're gay!" he whispered. I nearly spat out the water I had been taking a drink of.
"What?" I spluttered. Remus shook his head.
"No, she doesn't think we're gay," he said. "We have a double bed in our room."
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