The Next Generation- Trouble Continued
Author's Note: This story takes place three years after John, Chris and Jessica's first year at Hogwarts. It is the summer before they start their fourth year and the introduction to a couple new characters and family members.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter or the characters, just my original characters that will show up in this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* Chapter 21
` Alex sat across from John in the common room as they played Chess and waited for the response from Hermione about their actions on Halloween night. "She's going to come here personally and kill us." He muttered bitterly. Alex rolled her eyes.
"Mum won't kill us. Besides, Josh told me that McGonagall and Dumbledore went to go see dad, and he's not nearly as harsh as mum. Checkmate." John frowned at his sister's comment, and then the fact that she was better than he was at chess.
"If she doesn't, then that Howler is most likely to arrive tonight at dinner." John shook his head and looked up at the old Grandfather clock that continued to keep ticking after all the years it had been there. "Well, I've gotta go find Jessica and Chris. We've got a detention to serve with Filch tonight. Tomorrow we've got it with Snape, then Hagrid in the forest." He shuddered at the thought as he got up.
"You just want to leave because you know I'm beating you. You know you don't have to be down there for another hour." But John just ignored her and went out the portrait hole to find his friends. Patrick came and sat with Alex, taking over John's game.
"Wow, you're either real talented, or he's just flat out horrible at Chess." He laughed and Alex grinned.
"Nope, I'm just real good." She said and they began to play. "So, when I go with Filch for my detention, who will you be with?"
"McGonagall thankfully. TJ's got his with Snape tonight." Alex shook her head as her Queen trampled Patricks's castle.
"I feel sorry for him. While we're in our comfy common room, he's down in the dungeons probably cleaning stains out the bottom of cauldrons without magic." Patrick snorted and shook his head.
"Yeah, but his Howler arrived right before he went to detention. We were up in the dorm when it happened. A shame how his dad went off on him." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Fred and George were hunched over a table with papers scattered all across the table as they worked on their latest WWW project when Alicia entered the basement. "Honestly you two. You've been at it all day. Why don't you give it a break. It is pretty late now." She said as she began to separate the luandry. George looked up at his wife and frowned.
"Where's Jake at? I thought he wanted to help me and uncle Fred with our latest project." He said, changing the subject purposely.
"Jake is in bed. And I would not let him help you two out because he's too young to be playing with 'explosives'," she said and the twins grinned, Fred accidently adding too much of the ingredient in his hand and causing their potion to explode.
"OY FRED! You trying to blow my house up!?" he announced. Fred grinned innocently.
"Sorry bro." He said sheepishly. There was the sudden sound of whimpering that made them look up nad at the foot of the stairs with his blanket in hand and whimpering.
"Mummy!" he called and began crying. Alicia glared at the twins before running upstairs to her crying child.
"This is great. I'll be up all night trying to get him back to bed." Muttered George. Fred turned to their potion, which was still in the cauldron, but some did fly out. He dipped his finger in and sniffed it.
"I think we may be able to work with t his."
Author's Note: This story takes place three years after John, Chris and Jessica's first year at Hogwarts. It is the summer before they start their fourth year and the introduction to a couple new characters and family members.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter or the characters, just my original characters that will show up in this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* Chapter 21
` Alex sat across from John in the common room as they played Chess and waited for the response from Hermione about their actions on Halloween night. "She's going to come here personally and kill us." He muttered bitterly. Alex rolled her eyes.
"Mum won't kill us. Besides, Josh told me that McGonagall and Dumbledore went to go see dad, and he's not nearly as harsh as mum. Checkmate." John frowned at his sister's comment, and then the fact that she was better than he was at chess.
"If she doesn't, then that Howler is most likely to arrive tonight at dinner." John shook his head and looked up at the old Grandfather clock that continued to keep ticking after all the years it had been there. "Well, I've gotta go find Jessica and Chris. We've got a detention to serve with Filch tonight. Tomorrow we've got it with Snape, then Hagrid in the forest." He shuddered at the thought as he got up.
"You just want to leave because you know I'm beating you. You know you don't have to be down there for another hour." But John just ignored her and went out the portrait hole to find his friends. Patrick came and sat with Alex, taking over John's game.
"Wow, you're either real talented, or he's just flat out horrible at Chess." He laughed and Alex grinned.
"Nope, I'm just real good." She said and they began to play. "So, when I go with Filch for my detention, who will you be with?"
"McGonagall thankfully. TJ's got his with Snape tonight." Alex shook her head as her Queen trampled Patricks's castle.
"I feel sorry for him. While we're in our comfy common room, he's down in the dungeons probably cleaning stains out the bottom of cauldrons without magic." Patrick snorted and shook his head.
"Yeah, but his Howler arrived right before he went to detention. We were up in the dorm when it happened. A shame how his dad went off on him." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Fred and George were hunched over a table with papers scattered all across the table as they worked on their latest WWW project when Alicia entered the basement. "Honestly you two. You've been at it all day. Why don't you give it a break. It is pretty late now." She said as she began to separate the luandry. George looked up at his wife and frowned.
"Where's Jake at? I thought he wanted to help me and uncle Fred with our latest project." He said, changing the subject purposely.
"Jake is in bed. And I would not let him help you two out because he's too young to be playing with 'explosives'," she said and the twins grinned, Fred accidently adding too much of the ingredient in his hand and causing their potion to explode.
"OY FRED! You trying to blow my house up!?" he announced. Fred grinned innocently.
"Sorry bro." He said sheepishly. There was the sudden sound of whimpering that made them look up nad at the foot of the stairs with his blanket in hand and whimpering.
"Mummy!" he called and began crying. Alicia glared at the twins before running upstairs to her crying child.
"This is great. I'll be up all night trying to get him back to bed." Muttered George. Fred turned to their potion, which was still in the cauldron, but some did fly out. He dipped his finger in and sniffed it.
"I think we may be able to work with t his."