To Muggles Everywhere: Juss a few words before I start the story: I DON'T
OWN
HARRY AND CO. nor do I own Hogwarts, nor whatever....belongs to JK Rowling.
So don't sue me or anything aiight?
Title: The Rising
Sub-Title: The Other Stories of James Black
Background stuff: Time set in Book 5, but Harry is not the main character.
Rating of this chapter: G or PG, can't tell the difference.
Main Character: James Ryan Black
Minor Characters: Jay Sikem, Harry Potter, and whatever, just read the story to find out.
The Summary: .......
The Rising
"Platform nine and what?" Charles practically yelled at my ear. I winced and shouted back, "Nine and three-quarters!"
"Okay, remind me that I do not like witches and wizards, James, they are confusing...." Charles stared up confused.
"What do you mean-"
"There is no such thing, James, ugh! The School of Wizardry was much easier to go to-" Mum complained loudly, as a passerby looked at her as if she was mad.
My face brightened crimson, feeling many eyes on our family in this train station. I was pretty certain that we looked abnormal, dragging a huge trunk and a caged tawny owl. "Mum!" I whispered, my eyes darting around wishing that the strangers would look away.
"Hummph!"
"Ahhh! Look!" father pointed to a sandy-headed boy also carrying with him, a trunk and an owl. "He must be a wizard going to Hogwarts!"
I felt my heart soar instantly, as I ran to the boy. "Excuse me"
The boy turned, his eyes were grey-green, his body too gangly and long for his boy-ish face. "Hi....you're not a muggle, are you?" the boy asked curiously.
"No, my name's James Black, erm, do you know where platform nine and three- quarters is?" asked I.
The boy grinned, "The name's Jay Sikem, you are new to Hogwarts? You look pretty old for a first-year."
"I'm a transfer student" I explained. ("Of course!" Jay had exclaimed)
"Well, to get through platform nine and three quarters, you have to get through the barrier, you see (Jay pointed), between platform ten and platform nine.....got that?"
I nodded, those were pretty easy instructions, "That's it?"
"Uh, huh" Jay grinned, "Well, see you at the other side!" with that said, Jay pushed on his luggage and ran towards the barrier, he disappeared and went through it.
"James!" I heard my mum running towards me.
"Yea, I know how to get there" I declared confidently as mum wrapped her arms around me, "Have a good year, dear"
"I will, mum"
"Good luck squirt, see ya!" Charles waved, my father waved also as he handed me my luggage.
"Bye!" I waved, and as I did I turned to face the very hard-looking barrier. Taking a deep breath, I began to walk towards it, pushing my luggage as I went. Soon, I began running and then sprinting. Closing my eyes, I ran, it would be any second now........
I opened my eyes.
I was there, Hogwarts Express, Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
***
I looked out the window of the train, seeing the train slowly depart Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. Sighing happily, I rummaged through my pocket and felt satisfied with the twenty galleons in there.
"James!"
I turned to see the boy, I had met before in the train station, Jay Sikem.
"Hi"
"Can I sit there? Everywhere else is pretty full" Jay asked, his eyes dancing.
"Sure, have a seat" I patted to the seat in front of me, obediently Jay sat.
"So.... are you going to be a fourth year?" I asked
"Yea, you too?" seeing that I had nodded, Jay smiled, "I'm new too"
"You transfer-"
"Yup, ever....since- you-know-what has happened...." Jay suddenly whispered.
"You-Know-What?" I wondered.
"You don't know?" Jay exclaimed, watching the other boy shake his head.
"Well, you have heard of the death of Cedric Diggory-haven't you? (I nodded) Well my dad, he found out because he's got connections to find out what's going on, he's one of the Beaters of England-" Jay started
"Your dad is a national Quidditch player?" I asked, my eyes widening.
"Yeah" Jay waved a hand, "that's not important.....the important thing is that they think (Jay's voice dropped lower) that You-Know-Who's back"
"WHAT!" I jumped from his seat. I felt my heart pounding.
"Shhhh" Jay hushed, "Not many people know about this.....my father asked Headmaster Dumbledore if it was okay for me to come here, because of You- Know-Who, of course Dumbledore said yes."
I fell silent, thinking. Voldemort....he has returned? The vision of my muggle family dead before me, was too horrifying to imagine.
Jay, who was a boy, who hated silence, interrupted, "Wasn't that the reason why you transferred here?"
I shook my head, "No, I-I got a letter from Hogwarts saying that they wanted me here"
"Really?" said Jay, "Do you know Dumbledore or something?"
"No, I've never met him.....only know him for his reputation-" I spoke
"Okay..." Jay uncertainly drifted. I stared at him for a couple of seconds and quickly turned away.
"So you're from a muggle family?" Jay broke the silence.
"Yeah, how did you know?" I replied,
"I dunno, you seem awfully er- disconnected with the wizarding world...." Jay continued, "Heck, do you even order the Daily Prophet to your house?"
"Nope, my dad- my adopted dad, he-doesn't actually appreciate.....er-well us" I carefully said, "But I get mail sometimes from a few of my old friends..."
"Ah....well um that's great. Never understood Muggles in my life, man they are weird," Jay muttered, "I'm glad I'm a wizard with- erm (He blushed glancing at me) a good family, my dad, he's pretty popular, but he pays attention to me and my sister. He hates the press, reporters...especially the Rhita Skeeter woman, ugh, after she described my father as a mad- selfish booger, my dad actually cursed her. (Jay's face lit with remembrance) They had to take her to the hospital, after she recovered, she stayed far from our family" Jay grinned.
I grinned back, "I wish I had a father like that!"
Jay shrugged, "My sister's pretty evil sometimes, her evilness could probably compete with You-Know-Who......" Jay chuckled nervously, "She's the odd one of our family. Real interested in being a communist...."
I laughed, "I have a brother, Charles, and he's a real riot. Jokes around, plays pranks, pretty cool for a fella like that"
Jay raised an eyebrow, "Which reminds me, I've got to stock up on Dung bombs when we visit Hogsmeade this year." I grinned, "Yeah"
As we both stared out the window, the train slowed, soon halting.
"We're here" Jay said in a hushed awe tone, "Hogwarts."
The End of Chapter 2
Author's Note: Ch.3 is made, gotta post it.....
Hope you liked it, ppl please continue reading......
~DarkMyst~*
HARRY AND CO. nor do I own Hogwarts, nor whatever....belongs to JK Rowling.
So don't sue me or anything aiight?
Title: The Rising
Sub-Title: The Other Stories of James Black
Background stuff: Time set in Book 5, but Harry is not the main character.
Rating of this chapter: G or PG, can't tell the difference.
Main Character: James Ryan Black
Minor Characters: Jay Sikem, Harry Potter, and whatever, just read the story to find out.
The Summary: .......
The Rising
"Platform nine and what?" Charles practically yelled at my ear. I winced and shouted back, "Nine and three-quarters!"
"Okay, remind me that I do not like witches and wizards, James, they are confusing...." Charles stared up confused.
"What do you mean-"
"There is no such thing, James, ugh! The School of Wizardry was much easier to go to-" Mum complained loudly, as a passerby looked at her as if she was mad.
My face brightened crimson, feeling many eyes on our family in this train station. I was pretty certain that we looked abnormal, dragging a huge trunk and a caged tawny owl. "Mum!" I whispered, my eyes darting around wishing that the strangers would look away.
"Hummph!"
"Ahhh! Look!" father pointed to a sandy-headed boy also carrying with him, a trunk and an owl. "He must be a wizard going to Hogwarts!"
I felt my heart soar instantly, as I ran to the boy. "Excuse me"
The boy turned, his eyes were grey-green, his body too gangly and long for his boy-ish face. "Hi....you're not a muggle, are you?" the boy asked curiously.
"No, my name's James Black, erm, do you know where platform nine and three- quarters is?" asked I.
The boy grinned, "The name's Jay Sikem, you are new to Hogwarts? You look pretty old for a first-year."
"I'm a transfer student" I explained. ("Of course!" Jay had exclaimed)
"Well, to get through platform nine and three quarters, you have to get through the barrier, you see (Jay pointed), between platform ten and platform nine.....got that?"
I nodded, those were pretty easy instructions, "That's it?"
"Uh, huh" Jay grinned, "Well, see you at the other side!" with that said, Jay pushed on his luggage and ran towards the barrier, he disappeared and went through it.
"James!" I heard my mum running towards me.
"Yea, I know how to get there" I declared confidently as mum wrapped her arms around me, "Have a good year, dear"
"I will, mum"
"Good luck squirt, see ya!" Charles waved, my father waved also as he handed me my luggage.
"Bye!" I waved, and as I did I turned to face the very hard-looking barrier. Taking a deep breath, I began to walk towards it, pushing my luggage as I went. Soon, I began running and then sprinting. Closing my eyes, I ran, it would be any second now........
I opened my eyes.
I was there, Hogwarts Express, Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
***
I looked out the window of the train, seeing the train slowly depart Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. Sighing happily, I rummaged through my pocket and felt satisfied with the twenty galleons in there.
"James!"
I turned to see the boy, I had met before in the train station, Jay Sikem.
"Hi"
"Can I sit there? Everywhere else is pretty full" Jay asked, his eyes dancing.
"Sure, have a seat" I patted to the seat in front of me, obediently Jay sat.
"So.... are you going to be a fourth year?" I asked
"Yea, you too?" seeing that I had nodded, Jay smiled, "I'm new too"
"You transfer-"
"Yup, ever....since- you-know-what has happened...." Jay suddenly whispered.
"You-Know-What?" I wondered.
"You don't know?" Jay exclaimed, watching the other boy shake his head.
"Well, you have heard of the death of Cedric Diggory-haven't you? (I nodded) Well my dad, he found out because he's got connections to find out what's going on, he's one of the Beaters of England-" Jay started
"Your dad is a national Quidditch player?" I asked, my eyes widening.
"Yeah" Jay waved a hand, "that's not important.....the important thing is that they think (Jay's voice dropped lower) that You-Know-Who's back"
"WHAT!" I jumped from his seat. I felt my heart pounding.
"Shhhh" Jay hushed, "Not many people know about this.....my father asked Headmaster Dumbledore if it was okay for me to come here, because of You- Know-Who, of course Dumbledore said yes."
I fell silent, thinking. Voldemort....he has returned? The vision of my muggle family dead before me, was too horrifying to imagine.
Jay, who was a boy, who hated silence, interrupted, "Wasn't that the reason why you transferred here?"
I shook my head, "No, I-I got a letter from Hogwarts saying that they wanted me here"
"Really?" said Jay, "Do you know Dumbledore or something?"
"No, I've never met him.....only know him for his reputation-" I spoke
"Okay..." Jay uncertainly drifted. I stared at him for a couple of seconds and quickly turned away.
"So you're from a muggle family?" Jay broke the silence.
"Yeah, how did you know?" I replied,
"I dunno, you seem awfully er- disconnected with the wizarding world...." Jay continued, "Heck, do you even order the Daily Prophet to your house?"
"Nope, my dad- my adopted dad, he-doesn't actually appreciate.....er-well us" I carefully said, "But I get mail sometimes from a few of my old friends..."
"Ah....well um that's great. Never understood Muggles in my life, man they are weird," Jay muttered, "I'm glad I'm a wizard with- erm (He blushed glancing at me) a good family, my dad, he's pretty popular, but he pays attention to me and my sister. He hates the press, reporters...especially the Rhita Skeeter woman, ugh, after she described my father as a mad- selfish booger, my dad actually cursed her. (Jay's face lit with remembrance) They had to take her to the hospital, after she recovered, she stayed far from our family" Jay grinned.
I grinned back, "I wish I had a father like that!"
Jay shrugged, "My sister's pretty evil sometimes, her evilness could probably compete with You-Know-Who......" Jay chuckled nervously, "She's the odd one of our family. Real interested in being a communist...."
I laughed, "I have a brother, Charles, and he's a real riot. Jokes around, plays pranks, pretty cool for a fella like that"
Jay raised an eyebrow, "Which reminds me, I've got to stock up on Dung bombs when we visit Hogsmeade this year." I grinned, "Yeah"
As we both stared out the window, the train slowed, soon halting.
"We're here" Jay said in a hushed awe tone, "Hogwarts."
The End of Chapter 2
Author's Note: Ch.3 is made, gotta post it.....
Hope you liked it, ppl please continue reading......
~DarkMyst~*