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Chapter 7
James let out a laugh as he soared above the clouds, the wind whipping across his face. Laughter made him turn to see Lucy, rose, and Pan flying alongside him, laughing and twirling through the sky.
"Wake up!" James let out a startled shout as he plummeted from the sky, heading straight for the ground. He screamed as he sat up in bed, panting.
"Well, about time!" James stared at Bardock and Zane, standing at the foot of his bed, already dressed in Hogwarts robes.
"Though he'd never wake up." Zane laughed.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" James sputtered as he climbed out of bed.
"Well… everyone else is heading down to breakfast. Figured that we'd wake you up so you don't miss the chow. Megan and the others are wondering where the heck you are." Bardock laughed. James sputtered as he raced to his trunk and pulled out his robes.
"And you guys didn't wake me up?" James sputtered. Bardock laughed.
"Hey, Stace suggested that I put some Weasley's Itch Madness powder in your bed. I'm being kind." Zane chuckled as he looked at Bardock.
"I'm starting to wonder if you inherited your father's sadism." Zane frowned. Bardock laughed as they walked out, leaving James pulling on his robe.
"Not bad, Zane." Ten minutes later, James raced into the Great Hall and plopped next to Megan.
"Thanks for the wake up call." He said sarcastically as he glared at his cousin. Bardock simply smirked at him as he ate a mouthful of scrambled eggs. Megan laughed.
"I've been the victim of bad ones, trust me." She smiled.
"Nice timing. McGonagall's handing out schedules now." Zane said. James rolled his eyes as he took his from McGonagall and read it over.
"Hey look, we've got History of Magic with the Ravenclaws today." James smiled.
"And potions with the Slytherins! Damn you, Dende!" Bardock moaned, getting laughter from the other Gryffindors.
"Come on, Bardock. It's not like when our parents came here, with Snape being a gigantic git to everyone. Slughorn's really nice. I'm a member of the Slug Club." Victoria smiled as she sipped a glass of orange juice. Bardock simply snorted.
"Looks like we'll have Piccolo on Thursday with the Hufflepuffs." Megan read curiously. She looked at Bardock with a curious look.
"What's he like? Piccolo? He's not… mean, is he?" she asked as she glanced at the teachers table. Victoria, Bardock and James frowned and stared at each other.
"Errr… it depends." Bardock frowned.
"He's tough, but he's actually nice, once you get to know him. He's not really a social kind of guy. And I've known him my whole life." Victoria added.
"Just stay on his good side, and you'll be fine. Just don't piss him off." James shrugged. Megan nodded.
"I expected more from the legendary King Piccolo." Zane snickered. James could have sworn that Piccolo glanced at them for a minute before looking back at his drink. Teddy snickered as he and Victoria traded glances. Then, a screech made them look up to see a swarm of owls fly into the room, dropping letters and packages to students. James held his hands out, and a letter plopped into it.
"Looks like sis knows about your sorting." Victoria smirked as James opened the letter.
"Dear James. Congratulations on your sorting, your Uncle Gohan told everyone. We're all proud that you and Bardock have been sorted into Gryffindor. Your dad and Uncle Ron are pretty happy about it. They went out with Gohan and had a party last night. Albus and Lily say hello, and want you to write to them every day. Lucy and Rose send their congrats as well, and say they're looking forward to their sortings next year. Gradma Chi-Chi and Molly seems pretty proud, and your great-grandfather sends his congratulations. I hope that Victoria is keeping an eye on you. I heard that you've already made some new friends too, but remember to keep your eye on your studies. Believe me, we'll know if you're misbehaving. Love, mum." Victoria chuckled as she lowered her own letter.
"I love my aunt. She does the funniest stuff." Victoria snickered. After finishing their meal, James, Bardock, Zane, and Megan took off for their first class. Needless to say… they got lost.
"I told you we shouldn't have listened to that ghost! I really wish you had gotten Uncle Harry's map!" Bardock snarled as they climbed up a flight of stairs. James glared at his cousin.
"Can we save it for later? We've got five minutes left before we're late." Megan interrupted. They stopped in front of the door to History of Magic and pushed it open, revealing the classroom. Most of the students were already sitting down, and talking among themselves. James gulped in embarrassment as he sat next to Stacy, who simply smirked at him.
"Got lost, Potter?" she smirked at him. He simply grumbled.
The chattering quickly died down as Professor Brown strode in.
"Well, looks like we're all here. I'm Professor Brown, your History of Magic Teacher. I know what you've heard about this class, and let me be clear. This isn't anything like when Binns taught. This year, we're going to learn actual history. And, to those of you who brought your Alyssa Jones novels, I'll sign them after class. And no, I will not be revealing any details about the Curse of King Ameron." Several students groaned as they slid books back into their bags.
"Okay! Today, we're going to start diving into the medieval era, around the founding of Hogwarts." James had to admit, she did a really great job teaching. Before he knew it, the class had ended.
"For homework, I want you to write a roll of parchment on the territory wars of Camelot. I want you all to read ahead, so we can begin going into the Wizarding Saiyan War." Several students lined up in front of her desk as the class emptied. She smiled at James as he left.
"That was amazing! I felt like I was listening to an adventure story!" Megan beamed.
"I heard she's been all around the world!" Stacy Finnigan added.
"She seems interested in you, James." Megan added. Zane laughed.
"What do you expect? His family made a ton of history. He's the great descendent of Baxban and Raganok!" Zane smirked. Bardock gulped as he shoved his hands into his robes.
"That's not exactly a proud part of our family history. Anyway, my sister loves those books. She wont stop talking about this teacher. Rose too." Bardock muttered.
"That's because your sister is a braniac, Dumbo." Alicia snickered. Bardock gritted his teeth.
"You're no genius yourself." He snarled. James snickered. Everyone knew that Bardock's sister was a genius.
"Shut it!" Bardock muttered. Zane laughed.
"So, ready to brew potions?" he asked with a smirk. James shrugged. Finding the potions lab was actually not as hard as it was to find History of Magic. The small group hurried into the classroom and found their seats. Slughorn walked in with a smile on his face as he looked around at all the students.
"Welcome, all of you, to Potions! I consider potions to not be a skill, but an art that anyone is capable of learning. In here, you will earn points based on skill. Today, we'll be brewing the Sharin potion. Do any of you know it?" Slughorn looked around before picking a blonde Slytherin girl.
"It's used to care for stomachaches." She answered. He nodded.
"Very good! They're popular in the hospital wing, especially when the elves serve spicy food." Slughorn rubbed his own stomach and frowned, before quickly resuming his cheerful manner.
"So! Your challenge today is to complete this potion. Whoever gets it right first, will earn forty points for their house." Slughorn announced, getting whispers among the students.
"You can find the ingredients for your potion on page six of your books. Let's begin." Slughorn smiled. Immediately, the students pulled open their books and started working.
"Ummmm… it says three beans, right?" Megan frowned as she squinted at the book.
Slughrn beamed as he walked up to the desk where James and Megan were working on their potion.
"Ah! Mr. Potter, welcome! I'm glad to see you!" Slughorn beamed. James gulped nervously as several Slytherins snickered.
"Thanks, Professor Slughorn." James frowned. James had met Slughorn a few times before when he was younger, usually during large parties and gatherings. Slughorn had always seemed like a jolly friendly man. Although, there was a rumor through the family that Slughorn had a slight grudge against his Uncle Goten, supposedly for setting off some kind of practical joke in the Slytherin Common Room.
"I saw great things from your father and grandmother, Mr. Potter I hope to see great things from you, young man!" Slughorn grinned before looking at Bardock, who was working with Alicia.
"Ahh, Mr. Son! I hope you're as skilled as your aunt and father at potions, and not as… eccentric as your uncle." Slughorn frowned as he nervously looked at Alicia.
"Miss Finnigan… I do hope that you didn't inherit your father's clumsiness. Poor man burned his eyebrows off three different times in 6th year." Stacy sighed.
"Yeah. He ends up in St Mungos a lot." Slughorn chuckled as he walked over to a pair of Slytherins. Bardock sighed as he waved his hand in over the potion, blowing away the smoke.
"Ummm… is it supposed to turn red?" Alicia asked curiously.
"No, it should be blue." Bardock yelped as smoke shot into his face. James wasn't doing much better, giving a shocked yell as a bean nailed him in the head.
"Sorry! Shot away the second I tried to cut it!" Megan gulped with the knife in her hand.
"Let me try." James frowned as he took the knife from Megan and tried to cut down. The bean bounced away from him, and the knife plunged into the table. James gulped as he pulled it out and wiped it.
"Ummmm… here." James said quickly as he handed it to Megan. He glanced over at Zane and Stacy, who seemed to be doing well. Zane held a bean in his hand over the pot and crushed it, dripping the juice into the cauldron. When the class had ended, Zane and Stacy had won. Slughorn beamed as he looked into their cauldron.
"Excellent job, you two! I think I could eat a Mexican Nightmare chili, and be fine with one sip! Madame Pompry will be pleased indeed! I look forward to telling your mother about this, Miss Finnigan. Forty points to Gryffindor!" The Gryffindors grinned while the Slytherins groaned. Zane grinned as they walked out of potions.
"How'd you do it?" James asked as he turned to look at Zane. He smirked.
"My mother. She makes potions as a hobby, really good. Sells them to Saint Mungos and other places for extra money. Been watching her ever since I was little. I leaned a couple of things from her." Zane answered with a smirk.
"Well, great job, Zane! You got us forty points! Looks like we've got a potions master!" James grinned as they headed to the Great Hall for lunch. The rest of the day went well, and they were tired as they climbed the stairs towards the Gryffndor portrait.
"Clabberton!" James said, causing the fat lady to smile and swing open.
"James, Bardock, there you are!" they turned to see Victoria wave at them from the couch.
"What's up, aunt Vi?" Bardock asked.
"I wanted you to meet someone. Hey Bobby!" A buff boy walked over from the fireplace. James blinked. He seemed to be a year older than Victoria, with short blonde hair and a buff build.
"So, you're Vi's cousins, Im Robbie, Robbie Flanner. Captain of the Gryffindor Qudditch Team. Keeper." James blinked.
"Hi." He said as he shook the boy's hand.
"I heard that you beat Briefs in that Quidditch Match over the summer. She says you've got real talent… and a nice broom." Victoria smirked.
"Thanks." James answered.
"I wanna see you at tryouts at tryouts next week. You too, Son. We're taking that cup back from Ravenclaw!" He grinned as he walked over to a group of friends.
"He can be a little… overzealous at times." Victoria sighed. Zane laughed as he plopped onto the couch.
"So, a Potter as Seeker. Very original." James rolled his eyes.
"Very funny, Zane." Zane chuckled as he popped open a book.
"Just lightning the mood!" James rolled his eyes.
"Come on, James. He's just brooding about last years's loss. " James smirked as he headed for the dormitories.
"This should be fun." He said.
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