Author's note: I never really wanted to be one of those authors (like Tara Gilesbie) who had to ask/beg/kill for reviews, but I would appreciate some feedback. As this is my first decent (at least in my opinion) story, I would definitely like input. I have had two favorites, and at least five alerts. I only have four reviews for my prologue and two chapters.
Now, on with the story.
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It was about seven in the morning when I was called down for breakfast. Normally, I would be awakened by this and take about fifteen minutes to wake up, but I had already been up for about five hours. The fight that Mum and Dad had not stopped replaying in my head.
As I was walking down the hall, I slipped and crashed into James.
"What the hell, Albus? Why did you knock me over?" James yelled. Merlin, why is he being so stroppy?
"It was an accident, James. You know how slippery the wood floor is when you're in socks."
"Well take your socks off first. Duh."
"Well, if it isn't my two brothers snogging each other on the floor in the hallway. Ooh, how scandalous." Lily put on a smirk that only a Slytherin could manage. "I'm sure Mum and Dad wouldn't be happy with such an incestuous relationship." Why did she have to be such a... bitch?
"Shut up, Lily! He shoved me!" James looked furious. If he wasn't male, I'd say it was his 'time of the month'.
"He shoved you? Are you sure he didn't shove into you? Maybe up your-"
"James, what is with you? You're acting like a total arse," I said.
"Funny, that's just the place I was suggesting you put your prick."
"And you, Lily, are not acting any better! I am not gay, okay? Why can't anyone see that? Hell, Dad even thinks that I'm gay, no thanks to you!" Okay, maybe I need to shut up.
"Dad was here?" Lily asked, obviously forgetting the previous argument.
"That doesn't matter! What matters is that you are suggesting that I am in a gay relationship with my brother. That doesn't mean anything, now does it?" Please note major sarcasm on that last sentence.
"Merlin, Al. I was joking. Because unlike some people," she glared at James and I, "I happen to have a sense of humor. Oh, and Al, Dad being here does matter." With that, Lily stomped down the stairs, muttering something that sounded an awful lot like 'I hope Mum didn't make oatmeal'.
"James, Albus! Are you going to come down for breakfast before it gets cold? We're having pancakes and bacon!" Mum yelled. Lily ought to be happy, I thought.
James finally got up off the floor and started to head down the stairs, and I followed, making sure I didn't bump into him again. When we entered the kitchen, Mum accidentally collided with my dear brother, and syrup got all over his shirt.
"I'm so sorry, James," she said quickly, hurrying over to where the timer for the bacon had just gone off.
"It's okay, Mum. I know you didn't mean to." Mother of Merlin, hold on one bloody second! He just got completely cheesed off that I knocked him over! Mum just spilled syrup all over his bloody shirt, and he, apparently, doesn't give a damn!
I had just received my prefect badge three days ago, and I was now determined to keep my temper. Therefore, I didn't mention a single thought that I had just had. Ha, take that... someone. Yeah, I need to work on my insults and comebacks.
"Earth to Al," Lily said, waving her hand in front of my face. "What are you doing? Daydreaming about your recent sexcapades with our brother?"
"What is she talking about?" Mum asked, looking up from her plate with sudden interest.
"Lily, drop it! I swear, you're unbearable! Mum, she's just been conjuring up some nonsensical stuff lately," I said, while resisting the incessant urge to slap my malignant sister. Okay, maybe malignant was a slight exaggeration, but...
"You think I'm making this whole thing up, Albus? Wow..." Lily had a fake look of disbelief on her face as she stabbed another piece of pancake and put it in her mouth.
"I do not want to shag James! He's my brother for Godric's sake!" Mum's eyes widened, and she stood up.
"What is all this about? Albus, I don't want to hear another negative thing come out of your mouth about your sister. Lily, where are you getting ideas like this?"
"Well," Lily started with an innocent look on her face. Who knows what her detrimental, Slytherin mind was making up at the moment. "A couple of weeks ago, I walked in on James wan- er, pleasing himself, and guess who's name he was saying." She turned to me. "I also saw Al and James snogging in the hall this morning." What the sodding hell? We were not snogging! I swear, Lily's demonic.
Mum looked slightly sick at the mention of her eldest son tossing off, but turned to me and said, "Is this true, Albus?"
"I don't know about James, but I know that we were not snogging this morning." I did my best to keep myself from yelling.
"First of all, stop with the insults towards Lily, Albus. Second, why would you say something like that, Lily, if it never happened and isn't even true?"
"What did my perfect, prefect brother do that never happened and isn't true?" asked James, coming down the stairs, for he had just finished changing his shirt.
"Nothing, James," I said, but Mum was on another train of thought.
"James, I know this is a personal question, but," Mum hesitated for a second before continuing, "Were you and Al snogging in the hall this morning?"
Something seemed to click inside James, and make him completely vexed. "Hell no, Mum! He's my brother! What do you think I am, some sick-minded pervert?"
"James Sirius Potter, watch your mouth! And no, I do not think you're perverted."
"Good, because I'm not." Great way to contradict yourself. What did you tell me yesterday, James? "Oh, and Lily, I believe I need to talk to you for a minute." He grabbed her wrist and started taking her upstairs, leaving Mum and I alone.
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Author's note: Sorry for this chapter being so short, but I don't want to move the story along too fast.
Ginny will be going to Diagon Alley in the next chapter! Do you want any of the kids to go with her (if Al goes, he might run into a certain Malfoy...), or would you rather see what trouble they can get into when left to their own devices?