Next Generation
Notes: M'kay. This starts out as the tale about couples'
Children going off to their first year at Hogwarts!
I'm not telling anything else. Hope you enjoy it.
I'm doing this straight from the book,
Not by the movie.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter material copyrighted to
J.K. Rowling. However, all fanfictional characters
belong to the author.
Chapter One: Diagon Alley
The sun beamed proudly over head, as children rushed back and forth between the small alley, lined with shops. Parents making last minute purchases, as well as hurrying for school supplies. It was promptly early morning, on the very last day of the summer. Good thing too, the heat that had been much more intense was dying down with cool breezes moving into the area.
Children, around 11 years of age, appearing to be friends had their noses pressed against the glass window of a dark shop - a sign over head reading "Eeylops Owl Emporium - Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy." The soft hooting made the children sigh. Pets were always last on the list.
However, the scene focused on, itching towards another shop that lined the Alley. The sign above the shop swung dully in an oncoming breeze. Two children were standing outside of the shop, as well as two adults behind them. They were outside 'Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.'
The door was pushed open, and the ringing of an upper bell, which chirped intently over head, was heard. A skinny woman in brilliant purple robes quickly darted from the back, upfront. Her blue eyes twinkling mysteriously. "Harry Potter!" She waved her hand towards the now adult. "Great to see you! It's been forever, dear." Harry merely smiled. "Yes, well I'm here all over again."
"Family? Oh how nice! Aren't you Hermione Granger?" The slim girl blushed faintly. Nodding her head. "Yes I am, formerly." Harry grinned at her, taking one of her hands and giving it a light squeeze. "Marvelous! Excellent! What can I do for you two?" Harry merely glanced down to his two children, standing quietly. "Robes, for these two, Madam." His green eyes sparkled mysteriously.
"Hogwarts! Oh great, come come.." A girl with bushy golden brown hair, and curious green eyes followed the much older lady farther into the shop, trailing behind her was her brother. A black haired boy, with brown eyes. "Up on those footstools dears!" Obeying, the two climbed onto them. "My father also said we may have dress robes, miss." The girl stated, just as Madam Malkin began to fit her with a black robe.
"What is your name, dear girl?" She asked.
"Lily Potter miss," Said the girl.
"And I'm James!" The boy perched up.
"All ready for Hogwarts you two?"
"Yes."
There was little chatter about Hogwarts, and the way things had been going so far, by Madam Malkin. Who presented Lily and James' parents with their children in perfectly fitted black robes, as well as dress robes. Lavender for Lily, and navy blue for James. "Always the best, Madam." Harry said, examining the pleased looks on his children's faces. Hermione smiled, arm linked with her husbands. "Did you two say thank you?"
"Yes Mum!" Lily perked up, standing next to her mother.
"Oh yea, Thank you Madam." James grinned.
"You're welcome dears, fourteen Sickles, Harry."
Lily shot James a discouraging look, as their father payed the amount of money for the Hogwarts robes, and dress robes. Hermione smiled, and thanked her again, before ushering the lot outside through the door. "Come on you lot. We have to get your school books, then meet Draco and Ginny." Harry rolled his eyes. "Oh this is your mother's favorite part of school shopping, kids." Hermione playfully hit Harry in the shoulder he was chuckling loudly.
James looked eagerly displeased. "Books? Argh. I thought we didn't need books at this school." Lily turned her sharp gaze at her brother. "Of course you need books, you can't enter a school and not expect to learn anything." Hermione looked down at her daughter. It was obvious her wit, and thirst for learning had been somewhat reflected in Lillian Marie. James made a face, and pretended to gag himself.
They bought schoolbooks at Flourish and Blotts, whom still had shelves, stacked full of books. James nearly had a heart attack when he entered the shop spotting just how large some of the books were, but was relieved when he learned they did not need such the larger books for their year. Lily had bought some extra books, James did not. He allowed his father to pick out all the books he needed for first year, then retreated to the doorway of the shop to wait for them.
"I thought I was going to faint looking at those books any longer." James said, when the three finally exited, Lily with a bag clung tightly in both hands. "You just don't like to read James." Lily rolled her eyes, the both of them walking ahead of their parents.
"I do too," James snapped back.
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"You do not!"
"I do too!"
"NOT NOT NOT TIMES FIVE GALLEONS!"
"TOO TOO TOO TIMES SIX!"
"CHILDREN!" Hermione bellowed at the two, who had quieted down eagerly. "No more fighting you two, or we might go home." Harry said smirking. Of course he was joking, but by him saying this, Lily and James carefully backed up on either sides of their parents. "They said near Ollivanders, right Harry?" Hermione asked, as they walked. it was of course very silent. "Yes. They did." Ollivanders' shop had not changed at all. It was still narrow and shabby looking.
As they reached it the door swung open, and a fiery redheaded girl stepped out. In her hands was a mahogany wand, appearing to be eight inches. Her gray eyes lit up when she spotted the four. "Uncle Harry! Aunt Hermione! Hi Lily, James!" She was already in robes, they were a bit too big on her due to how skinny and long she was. "Gabby!" Lily and James cried in union. Gabby waved to them, before rushing up to Harry and Hermione. Each adult giving her a hug.
"Gabby? Are you?--Hermione! Harry!" A young women, with the same fiery red hair, walked out from the shop. "GINNY!" Hermione yelped, very delighted to see her old best friend. She hadn't seen her in years. Harry waved. "Hullo Ginny!" Ginny joined the group, just as Draco walked outside of the shop, at his side was a small pale boy. Blonde hair of his father's and the brown eyes of his mothers. He was waving a eleven inch, Dragonsting wand in content.
"Why mister Malfoy is that you?" Harry said, grinning. Draco looked up his gray eyes widened. " 'Ello Potter!" He replied, still smirking. "Daniel!" Hermione bent down, as the boy looked up, rushing over to her. "Look at my wand!" Daniel replied, indeed he was very excited. Ginny laughed, and linked her hand with Draco's own. "How have you two been? All ready for this?"
Hermione sighed. "Our house is a disaster area. We've been preparing for this for a full month." Draco chuckled. "Usual story at our manor as well." Ginny sighed, and looked down at the four children. "One month, three days, and two hours." Harry raised a brow. "Been counting, Gin?" Ginny's eyes softened a bit, as she nodded. "Children, go off to get your wands. We'll go get your owls." Hermione waved to both Lily and James. Lily left the bag at her mother's side nodding as she dragged James into the shop.
As soon as the two of them walked in, the glowing eyes of a pale-faced man greeted them. "Hello hello Lily Potter, James Potter," Said the man known as Mr. Ollivander. "You are named after your grandparents. Ah, but you look so much like your parents." James glanced at the man. An expression of which he thought this guy was truly off his rocker.
"I remember when your father, Harry came into my shop all those years ago. Holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and supple. And your mother, willow, ten inches, good for Charms work." Lily watched the old man cross the room, pulling forth few boxes and settled them on the front desk. "You first, Mister Potter come come."
James stepped forward. "Which is your wand arm?" Ollivander's eyes traveled James curiously. "I'm left handed." James stated plainly. "Hold out your arm, then." James did so. He began to measure James quickly. James' eyes couldn't keep track of what he was doing. Ollivander moved away to pull down more boxes from shelves, allowing the tape measurer to dance across on it's own.
"Alright, here we are Mister Potter!" Ollivander said, as the tape measure collapsed to the floor, holding out a wand for him to take. "Ebony and unicorn hair, ten inches." James took the wand and waved it. A burst of sparkles came from the tip of his wand, exploding in Olivander's face. "No, that won't do." He took the wand from him, and handed him another one. "Maple and dragon heartstring. Nine inches."
James waved it eagerly, and the shelves beside where Lily was watching, clattered, and collapsed forward. "That won't do either." He sighed, and took the wand. "You are tricky, Mister Potter. Like your father. Here, try this one. Mahogany, ten inches." James took the wand, and waved it. Heat surged through his fingertips as a burst of sparkles emitted from the tip of it. "Yes, indeed. Very well. Should've known." His silver eyes twinkled, as he took the wand from James. He put it back into the box, and wrapped it up in brown paper.
"Miss Potter, you are next!" Lily perked up, and stepped forward away from the clatter of boxes that were now on the floor. James stepped back, with his boxed wand in his hands. He looked rather pleased with himself. "Which is your wand arm?" Ollivander repeated. "I'm er--right handed sir." Lily said politely. "Hold out your arm, then." And he began to measure her with the tape measurer that had restored to life. He retreated back to the shelves and pulled out more wands. "Alright, thank you." Once again, the tape measurer fell to the floor.
"This one. Holly and phoenix feather, seven and a half inches." Lily grabbed it and waved it. Nothing happened. Ollivander took it from her, as it clattered against the desk. "Ah, let's try this. Willow, Eight and a half inches," Lily took the wand and her fingertips grew warm. She dramatically waved the wand over her head, and am explosion of blue and gold sparkles bursted from her wand. Ollivander clapped. "Very impressive Miss Potter." All the time eyes still twinkling.
They each paid for their wands, and retreated back outside with them wrapped up. Not before saying a pleasant thank you to Mister Ollivander. Once they had left, Ollivander began to pick up the fallen boxes. "Interesting. Very much."
"I think we are ready...for the new generation."
Notes: M'kay. This starts out as the tale about couples'
Children going off to their first year at Hogwarts!
I'm not telling anything else. Hope you enjoy it.
I'm doing this straight from the book,
Not by the movie.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter material copyrighted to
J.K. Rowling. However, all fanfictional characters
belong to the author.
Chapter One: Diagon Alley
The sun beamed proudly over head, as children rushed back and forth between the small alley, lined with shops. Parents making last minute purchases, as well as hurrying for school supplies. It was promptly early morning, on the very last day of the summer. Good thing too, the heat that had been much more intense was dying down with cool breezes moving into the area.
Children, around 11 years of age, appearing to be friends had their noses pressed against the glass window of a dark shop - a sign over head reading "Eeylops Owl Emporium - Tawny, Screech, Barn, Brown, and Snowy." The soft hooting made the children sigh. Pets were always last on the list.
However, the scene focused on, itching towards another shop that lined the Alley. The sign above the shop swung dully in an oncoming breeze. Two children were standing outside of the shop, as well as two adults behind them. They were outside 'Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.'
The door was pushed open, and the ringing of an upper bell, which chirped intently over head, was heard. A skinny woman in brilliant purple robes quickly darted from the back, upfront. Her blue eyes twinkling mysteriously. "Harry Potter!" She waved her hand towards the now adult. "Great to see you! It's been forever, dear." Harry merely smiled. "Yes, well I'm here all over again."
"Family? Oh how nice! Aren't you Hermione Granger?" The slim girl blushed faintly. Nodding her head. "Yes I am, formerly." Harry grinned at her, taking one of her hands and giving it a light squeeze. "Marvelous! Excellent! What can I do for you two?" Harry merely glanced down to his two children, standing quietly. "Robes, for these two, Madam." His green eyes sparkled mysteriously.
"Hogwarts! Oh great, come come.." A girl with bushy golden brown hair, and curious green eyes followed the much older lady farther into the shop, trailing behind her was her brother. A black haired boy, with brown eyes. "Up on those footstools dears!" Obeying, the two climbed onto them. "My father also said we may have dress robes, miss." The girl stated, just as Madam Malkin began to fit her with a black robe.
"What is your name, dear girl?" She asked.
"Lily Potter miss," Said the girl.
"And I'm James!" The boy perched up.
"All ready for Hogwarts you two?"
"Yes."
There was little chatter about Hogwarts, and the way things had been going so far, by Madam Malkin. Who presented Lily and James' parents with their children in perfectly fitted black robes, as well as dress robes. Lavender for Lily, and navy blue for James. "Always the best, Madam." Harry said, examining the pleased looks on his children's faces. Hermione smiled, arm linked with her husbands. "Did you two say thank you?"
"Yes Mum!" Lily perked up, standing next to her mother.
"Oh yea, Thank you Madam." James grinned.
"You're welcome dears, fourteen Sickles, Harry."
Lily shot James a discouraging look, as their father payed the amount of money for the Hogwarts robes, and dress robes. Hermione smiled, and thanked her again, before ushering the lot outside through the door. "Come on you lot. We have to get your school books, then meet Draco and Ginny." Harry rolled his eyes. "Oh this is your mother's favorite part of school shopping, kids." Hermione playfully hit Harry in the shoulder he was chuckling loudly.
James looked eagerly displeased. "Books? Argh. I thought we didn't need books at this school." Lily turned her sharp gaze at her brother. "Of course you need books, you can't enter a school and not expect to learn anything." Hermione looked down at her daughter. It was obvious her wit, and thirst for learning had been somewhat reflected in Lillian Marie. James made a face, and pretended to gag himself.
They bought schoolbooks at Flourish and Blotts, whom still had shelves, stacked full of books. James nearly had a heart attack when he entered the shop spotting just how large some of the books were, but was relieved when he learned they did not need such the larger books for their year. Lily had bought some extra books, James did not. He allowed his father to pick out all the books he needed for first year, then retreated to the doorway of the shop to wait for them.
"I thought I was going to faint looking at those books any longer." James said, when the three finally exited, Lily with a bag clung tightly in both hands. "You just don't like to read James." Lily rolled her eyes, the both of them walking ahead of their parents.
"I do too," James snapped back.
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"You do not!"
"I do too!"
"NOT NOT NOT TIMES FIVE GALLEONS!"
"TOO TOO TOO TIMES SIX!"
"CHILDREN!" Hermione bellowed at the two, who had quieted down eagerly. "No more fighting you two, or we might go home." Harry said smirking. Of course he was joking, but by him saying this, Lily and James carefully backed up on either sides of their parents. "They said near Ollivanders, right Harry?" Hermione asked, as they walked. it was of course very silent. "Yes. They did." Ollivanders' shop had not changed at all. It was still narrow and shabby looking.
As they reached it the door swung open, and a fiery redheaded girl stepped out. In her hands was a mahogany wand, appearing to be eight inches. Her gray eyes lit up when she spotted the four. "Uncle Harry! Aunt Hermione! Hi Lily, James!" She was already in robes, they were a bit too big on her due to how skinny and long she was. "Gabby!" Lily and James cried in union. Gabby waved to them, before rushing up to Harry and Hermione. Each adult giving her a hug.
"Gabby? Are you?--Hermione! Harry!" A young women, with the same fiery red hair, walked out from the shop. "GINNY!" Hermione yelped, very delighted to see her old best friend. She hadn't seen her in years. Harry waved. "Hullo Ginny!" Ginny joined the group, just as Draco walked outside of the shop, at his side was a small pale boy. Blonde hair of his father's and the brown eyes of his mothers. He was waving a eleven inch, Dragonsting wand in content.
"Why mister Malfoy is that you?" Harry said, grinning. Draco looked up his gray eyes widened. " 'Ello Potter!" He replied, still smirking. "Daniel!" Hermione bent down, as the boy looked up, rushing over to her. "Look at my wand!" Daniel replied, indeed he was very excited. Ginny laughed, and linked her hand with Draco's own. "How have you two been? All ready for this?"
Hermione sighed. "Our house is a disaster area. We've been preparing for this for a full month." Draco chuckled. "Usual story at our manor as well." Ginny sighed, and looked down at the four children. "One month, three days, and two hours." Harry raised a brow. "Been counting, Gin?" Ginny's eyes softened a bit, as she nodded. "Children, go off to get your wands. We'll go get your owls." Hermione waved to both Lily and James. Lily left the bag at her mother's side nodding as she dragged James into the shop.
As soon as the two of them walked in, the glowing eyes of a pale-faced man greeted them. "Hello hello Lily Potter, James Potter," Said the man known as Mr. Ollivander. "You are named after your grandparents. Ah, but you look so much like your parents." James glanced at the man. An expression of which he thought this guy was truly off his rocker.
"I remember when your father, Harry came into my shop all those years ago. Holly and phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and supple. And your mother, willow, ten inches, good for Charms work." Lily watched the old man cross the room, pulling forth few boxes and settled them on the front desk. "You first, Mister Potter come come."
James stepped forward. "Which is your wand arm?" Ollivander's eyes traveled James curiously. "I'm left handed." James stated plainly. "Hold out your arm, then." James did so. He began to measure James quickly. James' eyes couldn't keep track of what he was doing. Ollivander moved away to pull down more boxes from shelves, allowing the tape measurer to dance across on it's own.
"Alright, here we are Mister Potter!" Ollivander said, as the tape measure collapsed to the floor, holding out a wand for him to take. "Ebony and unicorn hair, ten inches." James took the wand and waved it. A burst of sparkles came from the tip of his wand, exploding in Olivander's face. "No, that won't do." He took the wand from him, and handed him another one. "Maple and dragon heartstring. Nine inches."
James waved it eagerly, and the shelves beside where Lily was watching, clattered, and collapsed forward. "That won't do either." He sighed, and took the wand. "You are tricky, Mister Potter. Like your father. Here, try this one. Mahogany, ten inches." James took the wand, and waved it. Heat surged through his fingertips as a burst of sparkles emitted from the tip of it. "Yes, indeed. Very well. Should've known." His silver eyes twinkled, as he took the wand from James. He put it back into the box, and wrapped it up in brown paper.
"Miss Potter, you are next!" Lily perked up, and stepped forward away from the clatter of boxes that were now on the floor. James stepped back, with his boxed wand in his hands. He looked rather pleased with himself. "Which is your wand arm?" Ollivander repeated. "I'm er--right handed sir." Lily said politely. "Hold out your arm, then." And he began to measure her with the tape measurer that had restored to life. He retreated back to the shelves and pulled out more wands. "Alright, thank you." Once again, the tape measurer fell to the floor.
"This one. Holly and phoenix feather, seven and a half inches." Lily grabbed it and waved it. Nothing happened. Ollivander took it from her, as it clattered against the desk. "Ah, let's try this. Willow, Eight and a half inches," Lily took the wand and her fingertips grew warm. She dramatically waved the wand over her head, and am explosion of blue and gold sparkles bursted from her wand. Ollivander clapped. "Very impressive Miss Potter." All the time eyes still twinkling.
They each paid for their wands, and retreated back outside with them wrapped up. Not before saying a pleasant thank you to Mister Ollivander. Once they had left, Ollivander began to pick up the fallen boxes. "Interesting. Very much."
"I think we are ready...for the new generation."
