Here's chapter two. It's about the other kids getting their letters! It's pretty basic and short. I don't own anything. Please read and review! Happy reading!
Chapter 2: In the Lives Of Others
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In was a bright summer morning at Godric Manor. James Potter woke up and hastily got out of his four-poster bed. He put on his round shaped glasses and, as if remembering something, looked out of his window. Bugger, not yet, he thought. And, as if a light bulb lit up on his head, he ran downstairs. He found his family sitting in the dinner table eating breakfast.
"Mum, did anything come in for me?" he asked, sitting down next to his younger brother, Jonathan Potter.
"Good morning, dear, and no, I haven't seen an owl for you," a smile played on his mother's lips as she looked up at his father.
"Dad, is mum lying?" he asked his father.
"Why James Malcolm Potter, that's not a nice thing to say to your mother," said his older sister, Danielle Potter.
"Don't you have to go find work, Dani? Dad, did an owl come for me?" he asked again, this time with impatience in his voice. He knew his whole family was playing a trick on him.
"Wanna play quidditch with me at the backyard, James?" asked Jonathan. "I'm getting really good, I promise. I was doing that trick you told me to do."
James was not sitting down anymore but was rummaging around the kitchen. I know it's somewhere around here.
"James, honey, are you looking for this?" said Danielle, waving a piece of paper.
James grabbed it from her hands quickly and read it. "What's this? Is this the Hogwarts acceptance letter? This looks like the classified section of the Daily Prophet!"
"Ha! You're not the only who likes pranks, my dear brother. On the contrary, you only learned from yours truly," beamed Danielle, brushing her jet-black hair out of her eyes.
"That's not funny. Dad, make her stop," whined James.
"All right, all right, James, Danielle, stop. James, your mother and I did get an owl from Hogwarts today," said Mr. Potter; putting down a copy of the Daily Prophet he was reading. "It was indeed a Hogwarts acceptance letter-"
But he didn't get to finish since James grabbed the parchment papers on his hand.
"Oh, why do I even bother?" muttered Mr. Potter.
"YES! I got into Hogwarts! I'm starting this year! I've got to tell Sirius. Hey, Dani, can I borrow your owl? Blimey, this is so amazing!"
* * *
Lily caught herself staring out the window again instead of reading her book. For quite sometime now, she has been daydreaming about lots of things. Most of them were quite out of the ordinary, like flying brooms and a castle far off the north where magical things happen.
"Mum! Lillian is daydreaming again!" shouted Lily's sister, Petunia.
"Oh, shut up, Petunia Ann, at least I have an imagination and I also know how to control my nosiness," shot Lily back. Petunia was Lily's older sister. Since she had a so-called boyfriend, Freddy, Petunia has been tormenting Lily about her "vivid" imagination. Lily doesn't see what the big deal was. Ever since she was younger, she had very strange things occurring to her. She does not know why, they just do.
"And what's this? Your freak journal? Is this where you keep your interaction with the unknown, eh, Lil? Let's see, talking to gnomes, Lily? Or what about mixing potions in a cauldron?" she grabbed the book Lily was reading and started flipping the pages.
"Hey, give that back! Mum! Petunia is bothering me!" She leaped on Petunia, who fell on the ground because of Lily's weight.
"Ugh, get off, Lillian! Honestly, you are such a tomboy! Ugh, here, take it," she said as she brushed herself up to get the door. (A/N: Yes, it just rang.) "Freddy! How wonderful it is to see you! Come in!"
Lily scowled. She hated Freddy. She goes to school with Petunia and her friends and Freddy was one of them. He was a tall and skinny boy who loved tormenting little kids. Once, Lily and Freddy almost got into a fight because she was defending a six-year-old kid from Freddy.
"Hello, Lily, have you seen aliens lately?" sneered Freddy, seeing her sitting on the floor.
"Er, I don't know. Do you count?" sneered Lily back. Freddy was a very slow in the head and so it took a while for him to get that in. "I'm going to Jane's house, Mum! I'll be home around lunchtime!" Lily was almost out the door when her mother came out from the kitchen looking very anxious. "Er, what's wrong, mum?"
"Lily, can I talk to you?" Lily, wondering what this was about, followed her to the kitchen. "This came in for you just now. Lily, your father and I are really worried about you. We know how you love your, er, imagination but this is just the limit." She handed her a thick piece of parchment.
"What the-" muttered Lily, reading everything on the parchment. "Hogwarts? Er, mum, I never sent this to you."
"Really? Then who sent it to us?"
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BANG!
The toilet bowl of Sirius Black's bathroom frothed and bubbled. Yes, it's working, he smiled to himself.
"And now, for the last-"
"Sirius, what are you doing? I heard a-ooo, mum and dad are going to kill you!" said a little girl behind him.
"What are you doing here, Sophie? This is my room. Keep out!" said Sirius as he dragged his little sister out.
"SIRIUS ALEXANDER BLACK!"
"Uh-oh, let the punishment begin," exclaimed Sophie, her dark-brown eyes gleaming. Sirius ran down the stairs, closely followed by his little sister. "I am not missing you getting in trouble by mum!"
"Go away, Sophie." Sirius went into the living where his mum and dad were pacing the floor. He put on his most innocent voice and said, "Mother, Father, how lovely it is to see you. May I assist you in anyway possible this fine morning?" Sophie rolled her eyes.
"Yes, yes, Sirius, this came in for you today," said his dad; a smile was actually forming in his face. Sirius looked puzzled.
"Well, whatever it is, I did not do it," he said as he read the letter. It was a thick roll of parchment. Soon enough, his eyes lit up. "Blimey, I got in! Well, of course, I got in. I have the best parents who also went to Hogwarts and graduated with top marks as head boy and girl! I have to send an owl to James right now! Where's Cedar?"
"Can I come with you, Sirius," Sophie said, at Sirius's heels.
"Of course not, my dear Sophia, you're only nine. When you turn eleven, that's when the letters start coming."
* * *
"Peter, darling, wake up. You will miss your breakfast. It's getting cold, by the way."
Peter groaned. He was having such a wonderful dream. It was about a very powerful wizard and everyone was bowing down to him. Peter figured that it was him who was the powerful wizard.
"Mum, five more minutes."
"No, Peter, get up right now and eat your breakfast. I have a wonderful surprise for you."
Peter's mother left him as she went downstairs. Peter slowly opened his eyes. It's another day, sighed Peter. He got up, dressed, and went downstairs.
"Good morning, darling, what are you up to today?" greeted his mother, holding out a plate of breakfast.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe I'll visit that boy next door, er, what was his name again?" asked Peter.
His mother was about to speak when his father came in the room holding thick pieces of parchment.
"Er, darling? Those whatchamacallits-owls- sent these to you this morning. I've never seen these things before," said Mr. Pettigrew carefully.
"OH! Wonderful! Oh, my Peter, oh, go on, read it! It's a Hogwarts acceptance letter!" exclaimed Peter's mother.
Peter was confused. He has heard about Hogwarts through his mother but he never wondered what the big deal was. He read the paper.
"Oh, my little Peter! Going to Hogwarts! This is so wonderful! Oh!"
* * *
"ARRRRGGGGHHH!"
"I'm going to get you!"
"UGH! Get off, Preston!"
"Oh, honestly," yelled Samantha Abberton, trying to separate her twin brothers, Preston and Jude. This was a normal day at the Abbertons. Mr. And Mrs. Abberton had five kids, and Samantha was right in the middle. "Stop it, right now, and go eat breakfast."
"That's mine!"
"Nah-uh, that's mine!"
"Stop it, David, Willow, share!" said Lacey Abberton, the oldest of the five. She was already out of Hogwarts just last year. "Morning, Sam."
"Morning," said Samantha brightly. "Where are mum and dad?"
"In the living room, they were talking about something. I don't remember," said Lacey, giving David and Willow equal share of eggs.
At that time, Samantha's parents came in the kitchen.
"Family meeting, please, Jude, Preston, come in here please," said Mr. Abberton.
"What's going on?" asked Preston, sitting down next to Samantha.
"Oh! Are we getting a new pet?" asked Willow.
"No, you just had a cat," said Mrs. Abberton.
"Erm, that wasn't mine, it was Sam's," said Willow quietly.
"All right, all right, we have news," said Mr. Abberton, smiling broadly at all of them, "so hold the interruptions. We have a new Hogwarts student amongst us. And that is Samantha!"
Samantha's eyes lit up. "Really? I'm going to Hogwarts!? No way, that's not possible!"
* * *
"Mum, I'm going to Han's house to play quidditch! Be back at lunch!" called Marcus Costello.
"You can't go. Mum said you're not suppose to leave because you have to go with her to Diagon Alley," said Maria Costello.
"No one asked you, Maria," said Marcus. "Just don't tell her I'm gone, all right?"
"Well, I reckon she'll notice since you aren't going to be here!"
"Just do it." Marcus was about to go out when their parents came in from the kitchen.
"Mum, dad, Marcus was trying to go to Han's," said Maria.
"Why are you such a tattle-tale?" shot Marcus. Then they started arguing.
"All right, that's enough!" shouted Mrs. Costello over the noise. "We both have something good to tell you two."
"Yes, yes, that's right, wonderful news," continued Mr. Costello. He held out thick pieces of parchment and said, "Our little Maria is coming to Hogwarts!"
"Really? I am? That's amazing!" said Maria, reading the parchment. This is so great! I can't wait till I get to Hogwarts!
* * *
"Remus, we're going to the tavern. Watch Rebecca for us, will you?" called Remus Lupin's mother downstairs. Remus had just gotten up and was checking his face in the mirror. He noticed a small cut on his face. Oh no, not again, he thought. "Remus? Did you hear me?"
Remus's mother came in to his room. "Honey? What's wrong? Oh, dear, here let me mend it."
"Mum, I really hate this. There's always a new one everyday and I don't even remember how I got it. To tell you the truth, I don't remember anything that happen last night," sighed Remus.
"Well, you are really getting used to it. There, all better. Now, watch Becca because your father and I are going to open the tavern for the day. You can come and help around lunchtime. Be careful." With that, Mrs. Lupin left. Remus watched them go from his bedroom window. Getting used to it, right, what else should I do than not get use to it. It's sticks to you for life, he thought. He got dressed and went downstairs.
"Hello, Remus, wanna play with Janna?" said Remus's little sister, Rebecca, holding out her doll.
"All right," smiled Remus, taking Janna from her.
"Hey, this came for now just this morning," said Rebecca. She was holding out a pad of parchment papers with a red seal on it. "Is it Hogwarts, Remus? Is it like the ones Romulus had?"
Remus stared at it. He couldn't believe his eyes. He read it and soon enough, a smile spread across his face. He ran out of the house. He ran as fast as he could to the nearby building across the Lupins' house. He opened the door.
"Mum, Dad, guess what?" he panted, holding out the parchment.
"Dear, what's wrong? Why are you-oh, my, oh, dear, Julius, Julius, come here! Remus, he has the letter! My son received the Hogwarts's letter!" shouted Mrs. Lupin, hugging Remus.
Remus sat down on the counter holding his side. Oh, no, I can't go to Hogwarts knowing what I am. I'll just kill everyone.
"Mum, mum, wait. I-I can't go to Hogwarts. I-I'm a werewolf." (A/N: Okay, let's just say that no one was in the tavern yet.)
Okay, that's all for now. I don't own anything. It is pretty slow right now. But it will pick up once they are in Hogwarts. That's where all the fun starts. As always, please review. I want to know what you think!
