Wands and Pranks-Part 2: Remind me to Never Marry James
So flying was not exectly a talent of mine. I still liked to watch Quidditch, though.
"Well?" Asked Lily, "Do you have it?"
I nodded. We had enchanted a banner to wave on the Gryffindor-Slytherin Quidditch match. It was gold with red lettering, and we were very proud of it. We headed of to the Quidditch field.
There couldn't have been a nicer day for a Quidditch match: The sky was partly cloudy, but none of the clouds showed any sign of pouring rain. As Lily and I got closer to the seats, we noticed that all of the Gryffindor girls were also carrying posters, all carrying the words 'James Potter' on them.
"Look, James allready has fans even befoure he's old enogh to play for England..." I said to Lily, and we both giggled.
"Sirius is going to torture him about this one," Said Lily. It was true; Even years after, Sirius teased him about it. Peter edged towrd us.
"I've saved you seats," He said. Peter was yet another one of James' friends...I guess that Quidditch was not the only talent he had and I didn't. I don't understand why he became his friend. Peter was very annoying sometimes, and sometimes very nice. It depended on his mood.
As we went to the stands, I heared a voice calling after me, "Tell me when you find that jewl!". Lily looked at me, and I shrugged.
Gryffindor won that Quidditch game, but that yell still hunted me. I didn't know who shouted that, or what Jewl was he talking about. I just let it go. I didn't know that years later, that 'jewl' could risk my life.
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The days passed and before I knew it, it was Christmes. I decided to stay, mainly because I had spent 11 Christmes' at home and wanted to see how it was in Hogwarts, but James decided to go home. Remus stayed, too, and so did Lily, but Sirius and Peter decided to go home. Remus was looking very tired lately, and he missed quite a few schooldays, so I thought he might've wanted to catch up on his schoolwork. Lily stayed because of her sister, Petunia. I knew Petunia; She used to baby sit me when I was about 8. She was very annoying.
I woke up Christmes morning to find the foot of my bed filled with presents: A sweater from Grandma, a sweater from Aunt Mia, a box of chocolate frogs from uncle Harry, a kitten from aunt Dewy (Named 'Mew') and a variaty of other presents, mainly sweaters...I had a huge family. As I showed Lily Mew, I saw that she also got a lot of sweaters.
"Your family members like to knit?" I asked. Lily smiled.
"Not as much as yours...Aunt Alisa gave me a store bought one." We fell over with laughter from this, causing Mew to jump of my bed...Poor thing. Remus entered the room and smiled.
"Merry Christmes!" He said. Lily pulled her blanket around her, to hide her pygamas.
"Remus!" She cried, "You're not supposed to be here! I'm not dressed yet!" I giggled. Lily had a crush on Remus, and I didn't think she wanted him to see her pink gown. Since I was wearing a huge t-shirt and a pair of pants with ducks on them and didn't mind people seeing me with that, I got up and threw Lily her carddigan.
"Merry Christmes to you too, Remus."
"No Christmes kiss?" He teased.
"I don't even let my grandmother kiss me, Remus."
"I thought so."
Lily and I got dressed and went down for breakfast with Remus. As we walked down the halls of Hogwarts, we discussed our presents.
"So you named her Mew?" Asked Remus.
"Yep. Cute name, isn't it?"
"I think that 'Milky' might have been a better one," said Lily.
"If she was a white kitten."
"Anyway, who is that aunt which shares a horrible name with you?" Asked Remus.
"My aunt. But it's really my great-great-great-grandmother that first used that name."
"Used? Try 'invented'," said Lily.
"Fine, invented. Ever since it's the family tradition to name one kid in each generation 'Dewy'."
"Remind me never to marry James, Dewy. I don't want my kid to be named 'Dewy'..." Lily shuddered.
Even though I might seem not to like my name, I kinda do. It's just that I have to get used to it, I guess. We walked in silence until we reached the great hall and Lily asked Remus a question.
"Why are you called Remus, anyway? I mean, I'm the only one here with a normal name." Remus went pale.
"Er...I think that my Mom heared it on the radio..."
"I remember reading a legand in my Muggle school about two twins which were raised by wolves. One of them was Remus." Said Lily. Remus laughed.
"My mom is definatly not a wolf."
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A.N thanks to everyone who reviewed part 1! I have an idea for the whole plot of this story, aren't you proud of me?! Please R/R! I hope you like the formatting, I changed it a little. And Dewy is not going to research about that jewl, and she's not going to hear about it for a loooong time. Just thought I should tell you.
So flying was not exectly a talent of mine. I still liked to watch Quidditch, though.
"Well?" Asked Lily, "Do you have it?"
I nodded. We had enchanted a banner to wave on the Gryffindor-Slytherin Quidditch match. It was gold with red lettering, and we were very proud of it. We headed of to the Quidditch field.
There couldn't have been a nicer day for a Quidditch match: The sky was partly cloudy, but none of the clouds showed any sign of pouring rain. As Lily and I got closer to the seats, we noticed that all of the Gryffindor girls were also carrying posters, all carrying the words 'James Potter' on them.
"Look, James allready has fans even befoure he's old enogh to play for England..." I said to Lily, and we both giggled.
"Sirius is going to torture him about this one," Said Lily. It was true; Even years after, Sirius teased him about it. Peter edged towrd us.
"I've saved you seats," He said. Peter was yet another one of James' friends...I guess that Quidditch was not the only talent he had and I didn't. I don't understand why he became his friend. Peter was very annoying sometimes, and sometimes very nice. It depended on his mood.
As we went to the stands, I heared a voice calling after me, "Tell me when you find that jewl!". Lily looked at me, and I shrugged.
Gryffindor won that Quidditch game, but that yell still hunted me. I didn't know who shouted that, or what Jewl was he talking about. I just let it go. I didn't know that years later, that 'jewl' could risk my life.
* * * * *
The days passed and before I knew it, it was Christmes. I decided to stay, mainly because I had spent 11 Christmes' at home and wanted to see how it was in Hogwarts, but James decided to go home. Remus stayed, too, and so did Lily, but Sirius and Peter decided to go home. Remus was looking very tired lately, and he missed quite a few schooldays, so I thought he might've wanted to catch up on his schoolwork. Lily stayed because of her sister, Petunia. I knew Petunia; She used to baby sit me when I was about 8. She was very annoying.
I woke up Christmes morning to find the foot of my bed filled with presents: A sweater from Grandma, a sweater from Aunt Mia, a box of chocolate frogs from uncle Harry, a kitten from aunt Dewy (Named 'Mew') and a variaty of other presents, mainly sweaters...I had a huge family. As I showed Lily Mew, I saw that she also got a lot of sweaters.
"Your family members like to knit?" I asked. Lily smiled.
"Not as much as yours...Aunt Alisa gave me a store bought one." We fell over with laughter from this, causing Mew to jump of my bed...Poor thing. Remus entered the room and smiled.
"Merry Christmes!" He said. Lily pulled her blanket around her, to hide her pygamas.
"Remus!" She cried, "You're not supposed to be here! I'm not dressed yet!" I giggled. Lily had a crush on Remus, and I didn't think she wanted him to see her pink gown. Since I was wearing a huge t-shirt and a pair of pants with ducks on them and didn't mind people seeing me with that, I got up and threw Lily her carddigan.
"Merry Christmes to you too, Remus."
"No Christmes kiss?" He teased.
"I don't even let my grandmother kiss me, Remus."
"I thought so."
Lily and I got dressed and went down for breakfast with Remus. As we walked down the halls of Hogwarts, we discussed our presents.
"So you named her Mew?" Asked Remus.
"Yep. Cute name, isn't it?"
"I think that 'Milky' might have been a better one," said Lily.
"If she was a white kitten."
"Anyway, who is that aunt which shares a horrible name with you?" Asked Remus.
"My aunt. But it's really my great-great-great-grandmother that first used that name."
"Used? Try 'invented'," said Lily.
"Fine, invented. Ever since it's the family tradition to name one kid in each generation 'Dewy'."
"Remind me never to marry James, Dewy. I don't want my kid to be named 'Dewy'..." Lily shuddered.
Even though I might seem not to like my name, I kinda do. It's just that I have to get used to it, I guess. We walked in silence until we reached the great hall and Lily asked Remus a question.
"Why are you called Remus, anyway? I mean, I'm the only one here with a normal name." Remus went pale.
"Er...I think that my Mom heared it on the radio..."
"I remember reading a legand in my Muggle school about two twins which were raised by wolves. One of them was Remus." Said Lily. Remus laughed.
"My mom is definatly not a wolf."
* * * * *
A.N thanks to everyone who reviewed part 1! I have an idea for the whole plot of this story, aren't you proud of me?! Please R/R! I hope you like the formatting, I changed it a little. And Dewy is not going to research about that jewl, and she's not going to hear about it for a loooong time. Just thought I should tell you.