"Ouch!" Harry landed on the station floor with all his books and belongings
sprawled all over the floor.
"Hey dude! Are you alright?" a voice rang out behind him.
"Of course not dummy, he's on the floor."
Harry turned around to see an almost exact replica of him standing with his hands outstretched while his partner was on the ground busy picking up all his stuff.
"Um… guys… you don't have to be so nice…" Harry stammered, shocked and frightened at meeting his own father, but he was cut off when the one picking up his books exclaimed.
"Hey look! Harry Maxwell Adams, The Standard Book of Spells by Miranda Goshawk! James, he's one of us!"
"Shut up Sirius!" The tall boy snapped. Looking into Harry with his almond brown eyes, he smiled.
"Hi! You're Harry Adams aren't you? I'm James Potter. Nice to meet you Harry."
"Uh… Yeah, nice to meet you too James." Harry shook the outstretched hand.
The other boy had jet black hair and had the most piercing blue eyes Harry had ever seen.
"I'm Black, Sirius Black." He intoned with a smug expression on his face.
Nudging Sirius aside, James helped Harry up and handed his belongings to him.
"So you are a first year aren't you? Don't know how to get to platform 9 ¾? Do not fear, we will help you." Harry smiled at the kind gesture of the boys and proceeded to follow them when a scathing voice shocked him.
"See Lily? There's no such thing as a platform 9 ¾. Why don't you stop your foolish fantasies and come home." Harry turned around to see a long skinny resemblance of a woman standing with one hand on her hip and the other wrapped around her oily faced boyfriend. She had heavy makeup on and was dressed in the skimpiest and tightest piece of clothing Harry had ever seen.
"No Petunia, I'm not going home. There is a platform 9 ¾ somewhere. I'll show you." The young teenage girl was dressed in a simple long sleeve jersey with a matching skirt. Somehow, she didn't seem all that confident.
"Hey James, Sirius! Over here!" Harry hissed to his two new found friends. "Think we can go rescue a damsel in distress?" He whispered, pointing to a desperate Lily, trying in vain to convince her sister to leave her.
Both boys, hearing the loud conversation, knew what was going on and was itching to do something rather amusing to the evil sister. Together with Harry, they sauntered up to the trio, James approaching the incorrigible girl and her boyfriend.
Putting on a most authoratative voice that he could muster, James pompously turned to Lily.
"Miss Lily, how can it be that you are still standing here while the Hogwarts Express is about to depart from this station? It is indeed fortunate that I have been sought to round up the latecomers. Do you know of the dire consequences of missing the school train?"
Lily, trying successfully to stifle a giggle replied in a meek voice. "Yes, I know I am in the wrong, prefect. I am very sorry indeed."
Obvioously not having enough fun watching the sickly couple widen their eyes in shock. James went on to them.
"You! Do you parents know what are the long tedious procedures that you force us to go through just because you can't stop giving your daughter your saccharine sweet good-byes? Why, I should have known! First child parents. No doubt a bit old to do something so strenuous, but then not mature enough mentally for your age." James triumphantly walked away towards the sniggering Sirius, Harry and Lily, leaving Petunia and her fat oily boyfriend sputtering in anger.
"Now that was a good show" Sirius commented gaily after they walked through the wall between platform nine and ten, leaving Lily rather stunned for a while.
"Good? You were lucky anyone saw through that!" Lily exclaimed. "It was the most fake performance I ever saw! But… Thanks for your help, I really needed it." Lily blushed a scarlet red. She never in her life had thanked any guy before, not that there were many guys in her life before today. It was only Daddy and Vernon Dursely.
The foursome boarded the carriage together talking and joking as if they had known each other all their lives. As the train was roaring to go, they all tumbled into one compartment, only realizing that it was already occupied by a pale lanky boy.
"Oops, you don't mind us bunking here for the trip do you?" Sirius looked strangely apologetic.
The tall boy shook his head, smiled and indicated that he had no other friends joining.
"Good. If you don't mind, I'm sitting here right next to Mr Nice Guy." Sirius plunked his bags on the floor and slouched into the cushioned seat. "Oh by the way, I'm Sirius Black and you are…. Ah, R .J. Lupin! Nice to meet you." Sirius took the boy's hand and shook It vigorously.
"My name is Remus." The boy answered, taking the other three hands and shaking them in turn.
Just then, a figure rushed through the doors of the compartment and crashed into James and Harry. (ooh… a coincidence?) who were sitting side by side, both looking remarkably alike except for the color of their eyes: one being emerald green and the other hazel brown.
"Hey slow down would you?" James pulled a tiny boy to his feet. "What's the rush?"
"Pl…p…pl…ease… h..h..h..elp m..mm…me." the little boy managed to stammer out, knees knocking together.
"No way!" Sirius declared, "Go face up to your fears mi'lad!"
"Sirius!" Lily reprimanded sharply. "His fears are too tall for him to face up to. Stop scaring him and HELP!"
Sighing loudly for everyone to hear, Sirius, being the fittest and strongest of all, swiftly stuffed the newcomer into a large suitcase which James had conjured up.
They waited. And waited. And they heard a loud scuffling in the outside corridor. The compartment door opened and a handsome face with slick blonde hair peered in.
"I'm sorry, but did a foul midget just come in here?"
"Malfoy!" Harry couldn't stop himself from exclaiming.
"Why yes. I don't believe I've met you. I'm Lucius Malfoy." The boy stepped through the doorway and extended a well-manicured hand. "Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I just have to go." The boy turned around and barked. "Crabbe! Goyle! Find that little stinker and flush him out!"
"Goodbye Luscious Malfoy." Sirius intoned sweetly, batting his eyelids at the arrogant boy, sending the whole compartment into fits of laughter and a red-faced Malfoy out the door with a bang.
"Hey, boy! You can come out now." James called out.
"No way! He might come back!" The tiny sized boy whimpered.
Sighing, Sirius grabbed James' wand and muttered "Dissaparo." The hard suitcase disappeared and the little boy shrieked.
"Please sirs, give me the suitcase sirs. Peter would do anything for you sirs. Please…please…" He blubbered, crouching on the floor and pulling on James' cloak.
"So you are Peter. Hello Peter, why don't you sit here. We'll help you escape that oily brute." Lily said kindly but firmly. "Yes we will." She snapped in answer to Sirius' electric glare. "Now why don't we all get to know each other? I'm Lily." Lily took the boy's hand and shook it. The others followed suit.
"Hey, you know what? We make a team! Why don't we call ourselves the ones from Compartment 4?" Sirius exclaimed.
"Yucks! What a name! Besides, we don't know which house we will go to right Harry?" Remus retorted.
"Why don't we wait till tonight to decide. Besides, good friends don't need names to recognize each other." James suggested. Everyone agreed – everyone who couldn't fit in a suitcase that is. But then who really cared about Peter's vote?
As they talked and laughed for the next few hours to Hogwarts, Harry leaned back and smiled. He finally, for the first time in his life, spent time with his superb parents.
"Hey dude! Are you alright?" a voice rang out behind him.
"Of course not dummy, he's on the floor."
Harry turned around to see an almost exact replica of him standing with his hands outstretched while his partner was on the ground busy picking up all his stuff.
"Um… guys… you don't have to be so nice…" Harry stammered, shocked and frightened at meeting his own father, but he was cut off when the one picking up his books exclaimed.
"Hey look! Harry Maxwell Adams, The Standard Book of Spells by Miranda Goshawk! James, he's one of us!"
"Shut up Sirius!" The tall boy snapped. Looking into Harry with his almond brown eyes, he smiled.
"Hi! You're Harry Adams aren't you? I'm James Potter. Nice to meet you Harry."
"Uh… Yeah, nice to meet you too James." Harry shook the outstretched hand.
The other boy had jet black hair and had the most piercing blue eyes Harry had ever seen.
"I'm Black, Sirius Black." He intoned with a smug expression on his face.
Nudging Sirius aside, James helped Harry up and handed his belongings to him.
"So you are a first year aren't you? Don't know how to get to platform 9 ¾? Do not fear, we will help you." Harry smiled at the kind gesture of the boys and proceeded to follow them when a scathing voice shocked him.
"See Lily? There's no such thing as a platform 9 ¾. Why don't you stop your foolish fantasies and come home." Harry turned around to see a long skinny resemblance of a woman standing with one hand on her hip and the other wrapped around her oily faced boyfriend. She had heavy makeup on and was dressed in the skimpiest and tightest piece of clothing Harry had ever seen.
"No Petunia, I'm not going home. There is a platform 9 ¾ somewhere. I'll show you." The young teenage girl was dressed in a simple long sleeve jersey with a matching skirt. Somehow, she didn't seem all that confident.
"Hey James, Sirius! Over here!" Harry hissed to his two new found friends. "Think we can go rescue a damsel in distress?" He whispered, pointing to a desperate Lily, trying in vain to convince her sister to leave her.
Both boys, hearing the loud conversation, knew what was going on and was itching to do something rather amusing to the evil sister. Together with Harry, they sauntered up to the trio, James approaching the incorrigible girl and her boyfriend.
Putting on a most authoratative voice that he could muster, James pompously turned to Lily.
"Miss Lily, how can it be that you are still standing here while the Hogwarts Express is about to depart from this station? It is indeed fortunate that I have been sought to round up the latecomers. Do you know of the dire consequences of missing the school train?"
Lily, trying successfully to stifle a giggle replied in a meek voice. "Yes, I know I am in the wrong, prefect. I am very sorry indeed."
Obvioously not having enough fun watching the sickly couple widen their eyes in shock. James went on to them.
"You! Do you parents know what are the long tedious procedures that you force us to go through just because you can't stop giving your daughter your saccharine sweet good-byes? Why, I should have known! First child parents. No doubt a bit old to do something so strenuous, but then not mature enough mentally for your age." James triumphantly walked away towards the sniggering Sirius, Harry and Lily, leaving Petunia and her fat oily boyfriend sputtering in anger.
"Now that was a good show" Sirius commented gaily after they walked through the wall between platform nine and ten, leaving Lily rather stunned for a while.
"Good? You were lucky anyone saw through that!" Lily exclaimed. "It was the most fake performance I ever saw! But… Thanks for your help, I really needed it." Lily blushed a scarlet red. She never in her life had thanked any guy before, not that there were many guys in her life before today. It was only Daddy and Vernon Dursely.
The foursome boarded the carriage together talking and joking as if they had known each other all their lives. As the train was roaring to go, they all tumbled into one compartment, only realizing that it was already occupied by a pale lanky boy.
"Oops, you don't mind us bunking here for the trip do you?" Sirius looked strangely apologetic.
The tall boy shook his head, smiled and indicated that he had no other friends joining.
"Good. If you don't mind, I'm sitting here right next to Mr Nice Guy." Sirius plunked his bags on the floor and slouched into the cushioned seat. "Oh by the way, I'm Sirius Black and you are…. Ah, R .J. Lupin! Nice to meet you." Sirius took the boy's hand and shook It vigorously.
"My name is Remus." The boy answered, taking the other three hands and shaking them in turn.
Just then, a figure rushed through the doors of the compartment and crashed into James and Harry. (ooh… a coincidence?) who were sitting side by side, both looking remarkably alike except for the color of their eyes: one being emerald green and the other hazel brown.
"Hey slow down would you?" James pulled a tiny boy to his feet. "What's the rush?"
"Pl…p…pl…ease… h..h..h..elp m..mm…me." the little boy managed to stammer out, knees knocking together.
"No way!" Sirius declared, "Go face up to your fears mi'lad!"
"Sirius!" Lily reprimanded sharply. "His fears are too tall for him to face up to. Stop scaring him and HELP!"
Sighing loudly for everyone to hear, Sirius, being the fittest and strongest of all, swiftly stuffed the newcomer into a large suitcase which James had conjured up.
They waited. And waited. And they heard a loud scuffling in the outside corridor. The compartment door opened and a handsome face with slick blonde hair peered in.
"I'm sorry, but did a foul midget just come in here?"
"Malfoy!" Harry couldn't stop himself from exclaiming.
"Why yes. I don't believe I've met you. I'm Lucius Malfoy." The boy stepped through the doorway and extended a well-manicured hand. "Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I just have to go." The boy turned around and barked. "Crabbe! Goyle! Find that little stinker and flush him out!"
"Goodbye Luscious Malfoy." Sirius intoned sweetly, batting his eyelids at the arrogant boy, sending the whole compartment into fits of laughter and a red-faced Malfoy out the door with a bang.
"Hey, boy! You can come out now." James called out.
"No way! He might come back!" The tiny sized boy whimpered.
Sighing, Sirius grabbed James' wand and muttered "Dissaparo." The hard suitcase disappeared and the little boy shrieked.
"Please sirs, give me the suitcase sirs. Peter would do anything for you sirs. Please…please…" He blubbered, crouching on the floor and pulling on James' cloak.
"So you are Peter. Hello Peter, why don't you sit here. We'll help you escape that oily brute." Lily said kindly but firmly. "Yes we will." She snapped in answer to Sirius' electric glare. "Now why don't we all get to know each other? I'm Lily." Lily took the boy's hand and shook it. The others followed suit.
"Hey, you know what? We make a team! Why don't we call ourselves the ones from Compartment 4?" Sirius exclaimed.
"Yucks! What a name! Besides, we don't know which house we will go to right Harry?" Remus retorted.
"Why don't we wait till tonight to decide. Besides, good friends don't need names to recognize each other." James suggested. Everyone agreed – everyone who couldn't fit in a suitcase that is. But then who really cared about Peter's vote?
As they talked and laughed for the next few hours to Hogwarts, Harry leaned back and smiled. He finally, for the first time in his life, spent time with his superb parents.