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Mine was pretty~
Anyway I would like to thank you for being so patient with me this past week! and to all the reviews!
Anyway onto this next chap!
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Goodrich's hollow was... fairly bearable during the summer to some measure of extant, what with the blistering heat as well as the muggy temperature, which was strange for a place in England, the type of weather that made the residence camp out in their freezers the whole summer long. But during the winter It came alive with the very definition of a winter-wonderland. All of the young children throughly enjoyed the hot coco, the Santa's at nearly every corner that came with winter, but what they like most was the big hill that they could go sledding on. And, if they were well behaved, they could be invented to come inside by the smiling elderly couple who owned the mansion, and technically the hill, as well as their son, there was another one now but no one said anything a boy that made most of the older girls swoon and the closet boys look at him twice... before walking away with a funny look about them.
Once or twice a child would come back home with the tale of a picture smiling at them, or a funny looking brown frog leaving stains on the carpet where it had been crawling along. The adults just smiled at that and patted them on the head saying that they had a very active imagination saying that they were very proud of them.
Still the children all loved that place... and the snow-ball fight that no one knew who started but proved to be very enjoyable either way. Strangely enough no one of them saw the snow balls appearing in mid air.
"Think were going to get blamed for this?" Sirius asked leaning against a tree watching Jack play with the kid.
"Who cares..." James sighed dully lounging against a window.
It had been three days since Sirius had come here along with an extra person that Dorea could not see. As they discovered when she had come running into James' room and had promptly run right through Jack and hugged Sirius, who had blushed nervously and half-heartedly tried to pull her away but eventually let his scarlet face fall against his new foster-mothers arm his eyes daring the two to laugh.
After about an hour the children, scarlet faced and breathless, bayed farewell to them and made their long way down the hill, some of them just sled down.
Jack smiled while he sat on the snow-man's head not caring if the kids couldn't see him. He was doing his job as a Guardian after all! Protecting the fun in children.
"Kings cross huh?" he asked, turning to James.
"Yeah!" James said rather impressed at his new friends abilities, "I want to introduce you to a few of my friends, Remus and Peter will love to meet you!"
"Hmm..."
"Come on mate!" Sirius said, slapping him on the back.
"It'll be fun..."
Jack looked a little uncertain for a second before he started to rise in the air.
"I'll see you there!" he promised.
"But I have something to take care of first..."
Jack and Sirius watched him go before Sirius' face frowned slightly and he turned to his friend.
"James... Where's your dad?"
"Huh? ...Oh... Yeah that's right... He went to look for you!" James said looking sheepish.
~~~At the Pettigrew house~~~~~~
Wormtail...
Someone if going to meet us on the train to hogwarts.
His name is Jack Frost.
Sirius is thinking of adding him to our gang...
See you in a few
Prongs...
"Cool!" Peter said. paying so much attention to the letter that he didn't see that his shoe lasses were untied and promptly fell on his face causing a bloody nose.
"Peter!" his mother shrieked who was a fat woman who resembled her son greatly rushing over to her fallen treasure.
"It's all right! Mommy's here!" she cooed to him like a mother ned while whipping the blood off of his face.*
"Mom!" Peter cried indignantly, quite happy that James wasn't here.
~~~~~ At the Lupan house~~~~~~~~
Moony...
How are you feeling?
Someone is going to be joining as at King cross...
His name is Jack frost
Sirius is thinking about making him an honorary marauder...
See you in a few days.
James...
Remus scowled.
Was this James' idea of a joke?
Elsewhere...
Jack flew through the cold air of England hoping to get to Burgess before the sun set.
Join up with a gang?
He didn't know what to do though he was now officially a guardian a few days ago he still had a little bit of his loner streak left in him...
"Well... they like to have fun..." Jack mused, as he left England behind him leaving a large stretch of ocean for him to cross... "Maybe that's enough..."
In little more then an hour Jack had reached his destination; Burgess and then he went straight to his pond.
He frowned and looked at the water more closely.
It looked... different. Jack couldn't put his finger on it it just did... somehow it reminded him of Pitch in a way. But he just shook his head.
"Wind?" he asked, but it didn't answer back.
He lowered himself closer to his lake. The very place he had died and been reborn to... all for his beloved sister.
He smiled not regretting it. He new that, given the chance, he would do it all over again.
Jack started to fly in circles around the pond for a few good minutes making sure that it didn't thaw out when he landed on it, though he wasn't worried about falling in in the least, and he sat cross legged in the air right above the frozen reflective surface.
He sat in silence for a good few minutes before shaking his head.
"I still promised to meet up with them."
"Sirius seems all right though... James as well!"
Sighing Jack left to look for Jamie.
Elsewhere... again... Somewhere in London
"Hello! have you seen a young man about... fifteen years old? He's got black hair and grey eyes possibly wearing robes? Mildly handsome? Here! I have his picture here!"
The young boy looked at the man holding out the photograph to him, this... this freak! (there was no other word for it) The man was dressed like someone from the dark ages. he had a firkin' piece of wood sticking out of a breast pocket for crying out loud! He glared up at him.
"No! I haven't and I don't plan on looking for something a freak like you associate with!"
"Vernon!" his mother said sharply, slapping him on the cheek.
"But..." he is mother!" he cried, holding his cheek.
"I am sorry for my sons rudeness, sir!" she said, and hastily taking her son's hand she briskly led him down the street muttering that he was not allowed to have dinner.
Claude potter watched them go:
"Poor boy, he sighed, "Probably going to grow up to be an abusive monster..."
A piece of paper suddenly floated into his hand~
Claude! come home this instant! this is getting ridicules! Sirius is here already!
Claude gulped.
"Gonna get nothing tonight!" he sighed, and then vanished to his now peeved wife.
Freak... a horse faced girl though as she watched him disappear in front of her eyes.
In my head-canon Vernon's mother was abusive to him and Marge which is why they seem to be close and why they pamper Dudley so much, what do you think?
*you can expect a lot of Peter bashing in the this story... The git!
Finally all the marauders are accounted for!
Also Petunia and Vernon cameo! Happy! me!
Next chap coming up in a few hours...