Dudley stood by James bed with Al and Lily; James covered in bruises on his cheeks and other spots. "What happened?" Al demanded for him. James shifted a little "I've been having these weird dreams lately, I had another one a couple days ago, it started like this"
Wednesday of that week, before the events that weekend
James was having a pretty good day, what with it being the weekend soon, just two more days and that Dudley was fitting right in at school at Ravenclaw. If only he could stop having those strange dreams he'd be a lot happier. He was currently sitting with his cousin Fred and best friend, Anders eating lunch when James turned as he saw a pompous Slytherin boy walked up to him. This was Evan, the reason James had teased Albus so much before he got sorted. He loved to bother James.
"Well I see pretty boy Potter hasn't gotten any manlier since last summer, that's a shame, looks like you're destined to wear a skirt after all" he said with a smirk making the friend behind him laugh.
"I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" James asked, his lips quirking up, facing him on the bench and crossed his legs. James knew he was attractive and he wasn't afraid of using it to his advantage. He turned to the Slytherin across from him, she was a sweet girl and he felt bad but this was sure to be fun "mind if I use one of your skirts, Trix?" he asked.
Trixie blushed and looked down while her friend glared "up your ass, Potter" her friend snapped.
"Just trying to cater to my fans" James gesturing to Evan who blushed and scowled at him.
"Shut up, Potter, you'd look awful in a skirt" Evan said clearly speechless and trying to make a comeback. James lowered his eyelids and uncrossed his legs and stood, he was only a little shorter than Evan was. He met Evan's eyes trying to decipher the glare in his eyes then reached into his pocket finding the lollipop he'd bought on the train before and took it out.
"If you say so" he said unwrapping it then sucking on it while Evan had pursed lips, his strawberry blonde hair had been cut over break giving a little bit of a spike at the back.
He took the lolli out of his mouth "well cheers" he said. Evan opened his mouth the reply and James stuck the lolli directly in his mouth, smirking at the wide eyed look he got and James walked right past him making sure once that Evan wasn't pulling his wand out to hex him when he rounded the corner. It wasn't long before Fred and Anders caught up to him with their bags.
Fred was shaking with laughter "oh man, you should have seen the look on his face after you left, he was in pure girls looked like they might fight over it though, James Potter and Evan Kensy's saliva on that lollipop."
"Seriously though, that was really hot, James" Anders laughed, his best friend was blonde and openly gay which was just fine with James.
"What, you want a lolli too?" James asked making Anders blush a little but shake his head.
"It's fine thanks, I prefer to swap saliva with people I'm into, the pretty boy type doesn't suit me" Anders replied.
"No but that stupid prick, Santia does?" Fred asked in disgust.
Anders shook his head "momentary laps of judgement, he's out of the picture" he replied. Anders dated, using dating loosely, Jem Santia last year but Jem was a bisexual playboy so Anders started getting too attached to Jem and it really hurt him. So much so that James found him sobbing over a bottle fire whiskey and it took weeks for him to be himself again. James guarded Anders from Jem the rest of the year, threatening to hex if he got too close. Now that he thought about it he needed to keep Dudley as far away from that creep as possible too.
"Good, find a boy who's not going to treat you like a fucking doll he can play with" James huffed trying not to be in a bad mood because Jem was brought up. Anders nodded and James ruffled his hair and they all headed to class. Transfiguration went fantastically as always, James best class was transfiguration along with Potions which irked his brother because those were his worst subjects.
After Transfiguration was Latin, after the summer incident his parents encouraged him to take latin to understand some of the words that were in his dreams. He hadn't really mentioned much to Al and none of it to Dudley but Dudley had enough on his mind already. Most times in those dreams they were people in ancient looking clothes with amulets around their necks.
"Latin as you know is an ancient language we use today in magical spells. Ancient wizards used not only latin but amulets back then to conduct magic. The wand wasn't used until after the Witchburn age, can anyone name a wizard or witch who used an amulet rather than the popular wands today?" Professor Forbaern asked.
A few people raised their hands and he chose the first "Merlin" the Ravenclaw boy said.
A lot of people raised their hands naming off wizards and witches of old when a boy raised his hand "Dumbledore" he said and the whole class laughed and the teacher chucked as well.
"Nice try, but he wasn't quite that old" the Professor settled,
James raised his hand "yes Mr. Potter?" he asked.
"Morgan Le Fay" James replied and the class went quiet, it was almost the same effect as saying Voldemort. Even now hundreds of years later, her name was remembered by students who barely paid attention in English. She was a despicable Sorceress that killed Arthur Pendragon and the arch enemy of the famed Merlin. According to legend, she killed thousands of people and armies with her power.
The Professor nodded gravely "that's correct, Mr. Potter, 3 points for Gryffindor. I suppose it is true about Potters, no fear of the unreasonable" he said.
James cocked his head, Professor Forbaern had stormy blue eyes, they had the same intensity as Dudley's. "Fear of a name is fear of the thing itself, sir" he replied just repeating his father's words.
"Quite" the Professor agreed then turned back to the board and continued teaching while James took notes.
James decided his teacher was rather mysterious, jet black hair, tall and awkward body, he didn't dress in robes either. He dressed in jeans and muggle hoodies and boots and always wore some sort of neckerchief, he seemed too old for how young he was.
James was tired at the end of his class and headed to his common room. He plopped down on the couch and just stared at the fireplace, his eyelids beginning to droop. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes slumping to side.
A woman a long dress stood in front of a balcony, it was an ancient castle, she hummed a melody causing a pile of bricks to lift themselves off the ground as she spoke ancient words to repair themselves and fit to the chipped balcony. Her hair in a fancy style with a metal hairpin with a rune he recognized as 'Henne' for 'Melody'.
She hummed as she walked her castle fixing and straightening things as went. He couldn't see her face but he felt that she was beautiful. "My lady, the Queen ofCamelot has requested your assistance with the restoration of the castle" a boy, who looked about 18 and held out a rolled piece of parchment to her.
James still wasn't able to see her face even as she angled, he could only see her jawline which didn't help.
"I see, prepare for the trip and we shall start our journey by sunrise" she said as smoothly as her humming.
"Hey James" he opened his eyes to find Albus standing over him, robes and all. James blinked a few times and sat up trying to shake off the grogginess affecting him.
"Dinner just started and no one knew you were out here so are you ready to eat?" Albus asked, he was giving him a rather worried expression.
James nodded rubbing the sleep away as he stood "I'm fine, Al, see no blood" he joked. He hadn't told his parents about it but he was having these dreams nearly every night and it was starting to affect his magic. He would say it was like Dudley's which was lacked control and every spell Dudley did without focus turned into a tidal wave of power but that's not his exactly.
It was more like he could somehow do the magic without a wand.
"It's not funny, I'm worried about you" Albus said "with you not sleeping well and Dudley so paranoid..."
"Sorry" James said sincerely then stood "I feel fine, Al" he said.
Al nodded finally accepting this and he led the way to the lunch room. James drifted a little, trying to figure out of the significance of Melody, he'd never heard of magic like hers. She didn't use a wand or an amulet, she simply hummed and they worked just as well and as quickly as 'reparo.
James filtered it out of his mind when he headed to eat dinner with everyone. He ignored the glare that Evan sent him and continued to eat dinner and listen to Lily blabber on about her classes. James sipped his water when he felt something in his consciousness and ended up choking.
He coughed and Lily stopped talking rubbing his back "wrong pipe?" Fred asked. James nodded silently.
Evan had fallen, he'd seen him hit the ground on the Quidditch pitch in his mind and his instincts buzzed and he kept an eye on Evan the rest of the night. It felt like a dream but more real, a vision, maybe? He couldn't help but stare at Evan the rest of the night.
