Chapter 7, James

"C'mon Thomas. We need to hurry up!" said James Potter. He just met his new friend and already they did everything together. Right now they were going outside to play football. It was James favorite sport. He loved kicking the black and white ball across the green field. And the best part was he learned it from Thomas.

"I'm coming!" said Thomas. He was breathing heavily from all the running. James too was also tired but his excitement powered him. Finally they made to the field. The grass was soft and very green. The perfect playing conditions thought James. He smiled.

Thomas took the ball from the bag they brought. And then the game began. Neither was great at soccer but they both enjoyed it. Kicking, slipping, falling was basically the whole game. Both of them laughed when one of them kicked to hard and slipped. James laughed so hard throughout the game and in the end his stomach ached. It was so fun, but it was time to leave. The sun was about to set.

Both of them walked back home in separate direction knowing that tomorrow they will see each other again.

"How was your day?" James's mom asked him as he walked through the door.

"Great! Me and Thomas played football all day," He replied. "And it was really fun!

His mom chuckled, "That's good, honey."

The next morning James jumped out of his bed. Then rushed outside to meet his friend.

"You're a little speedy today," called his dad.

"Yep, I'm going to play with Thomas," replied James. "Bye." He ran all the way to Thomas's house and rang the doorbell. The door opened instantly and out came his friend with a big grin on his face.

"Hi!" Thomas said enthusiastically.

His mom came and turned to Thomas, "Who is this, dear?"

"My friend, James. Can we go now? We want to play soccer,"

"Ok be careful," his mom called, but James and Thomas already started running away.

Again just like yesterday they played just as long and had a lot of fun. They were starving in the end.

"Do you want to eat dinner at my house?" Thomas asked.

"Sure, I need to call my mom at your house," James smiled. A couple more hours with his friend. No, James decided, Thomas is his best friend. The day just got better for these two. They both chatted about their life on the way back to Thomas's house.

"Mommy, can James eat at our house for dinner," Thomas asked as they walked inside.

"Of course, honey," yelled Mom. Her voice was coming from the kitchen which wasn't the only thing coming out from there. A delicious smell wafted through the whole house.

"Mmm. What's that smell?" James stomach grumbled.

"Your tummy must be wondering too. My mommy is making burritos, I think," Thomas started laughing and James joined in.

"What are you goofballs laughing about? Dinner's ready!" Thomas's mom came with a handful of plates and utensils.

"Yum!" said both James and Thomas ecstatically. Soon both of them were munching their food furiously. All that work required a lot of food. Then a thought occurred to James. He wondered if his best friend was a wizard.

"So can you do anything special yet?" asked James with his mouth full of food.

"What do you mean special?" said Thomas curiously.

"Like magic,"

"With cards, hats, and magic? I can do some magic tricks. Daddy taught me some," James gave him a weird look. He heard about these muggle magic tricks. They were nowhere as cool as real magic.

"No I mean with a wand," This time Thomas gave him a weird look. James knew he had to be careful. His mommy always told him never to tell anyone he's a wizard unless he's sure that person is also magical themselves. If he wanted to ask a person if they're a wizard his mommy told him to be vague about asking. Not that he knows what vague means. But he got her point.

"So you can't do cool things like move something without touching it," questioned James.

"Not that I know of. Let me try," So Thomas did. He concentrated really hard on the napkin lying across the table and tried to motion it to come towards him that his face was flushed with purple. It didn't work.

"Nope can you do it?" he breathed.

"No, I just heard some kids talking about this cool magical ability," James lied. One thing he knew for sure is that he couldn't tell Thomas he could even though he really wanted to. He swallowed his great disappointment. It would've been cool if both of them could go to Hogwarts, the best school for wizards and witches, together. Sadly that wouldn't happen and in less than seven years he's going to half to leave his best friend to go to that school. He didn't have a choice.