Chapter One
A loud whoop was heard in the Potter household. A minute later, two figures ran into the kitchen still yelling in joy.
Ginny raised an eyebrow. "Boys, precisely what is wrong? You didn't just play a trick on your poor sister did you?"
Beaming broadly, both brandished identical letters under Ginny's nose, their sapphire-blue eyes sparkling and their dark hair tousled and windswept, as messy as their father's and as untamable.
There was a light patter of feet and an auburn haired girl appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, her emerald green eyes mutinous as she wailed, "Mom! Why don't I get a letter too?"
Ginny sighed. "Lily, we've explained this hundreds of times, you-"
"-are only nine, and not old enough to go to Hogwarts yet." A dark-haired man continued, coming into the kitchen after Lily.
Before Lily could reply, a red-haired boy entered the kitchen, also waving an envelope.
"You got your letter too, Daryl?" Sirius asked.
"Cool." was the only comment from James.
"Do Fred and Angelina know you're here?" Harry asked with a slight smile.
"Come on, Dad! We practically live in each other's backyard."
"Besides," Daryl added, "they know that I am at some aunt's house. and since Jimmy and Siri live here. they can take a hint."
"James and Sirius, Darie." James and Sirius replied in unison, huge grins gracing their faces."
"Darie?!"
"Up you're a-"
"Boys!" Ginny yelled, now thoroughly irritated.
"Sorry mom! You-"
"-weren't meant to-" "-hear that," both twins chorused.
Harry frowned slightly. "Aren't Jorren Jordan and Ivor Weasley going to Hogwarts this year too?"
James looked sickened. "Dad. they hang out with Malfoy."
"Faleron Malfoy." Sirius added looking a touch green.
"Perfect reasons, sons," Harry said, grinning.
Then, before Ginny could throw her frying pan at them, the three Potter men retreated into the Weasley backyard. Half a minute later, Daryl who had stayed behind to snitch some food burst out of the back door yelling, "She's gonna kill me!"
Fred Weasley, who was talking to Harry turned around asking, "Who's gonna kill you?"
"Aunt Ginny!" gasped Daryl.
Fred shook his head and intoned solemnly, "When will you learn that they have eyes at the back of their heads?"
Angelina, who was watering the plants turned around and hit Fred.
"See?" Fred asked, wincing slightly.
"So, meet you back here at ten tomorrow?" Harry asked.
"Sure," Fred replied.
"C'mon guys," Harry said, draping one arm around each of his sons and leading them back home, "If we stay out any longer we'll be missing dinner, and you know how mad your mom becomes."
"What are we meeting tomorrow for, Dad?" James asked.
"Diagon alley, we have to get your school supplies, don't we?"
A loud whoop was heard in the Potter household. A minute later, two figures ran into the kitchen still yelling in joy.
Ginny raised an eyebrow. "Boys, precisely what is wrong? You didn't just play a trick on your poor sister did you?"
Beaming broadly, both brandished identical letters under Ginny's nose, their sapphire-blue eyes sparkling and their dark hair tousled and windswept, as messy as their father's and as untamable.
There was a light patter of feet and an auburn haired girl appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, her emerald green eyes mutinous as she wailed, "Mom! Why don't I get a letter too?"
Ginny sighed. "Lily, we've explained this hundreds of times, you-"
"-are only nine, and not old enough to go to Hogwarts yet." A dark-haired man continued, coming into the kitchen after Lily.
Before Lily could reply, a red-haired boy entered the kitchen, also waving an envelope.
"You got your letter too, Daryl?" Sirius asked.
"Cool." was the only comment from James.
"Do Fred and Angelina know you're here?" Harry asked with a slight smile.
"Come on, Dad! We practically live in each other's backyard."
"Besides," Daryl added, "they know that I am at some aunt's house. and since Jimmy and Siri live here. they can take a hint."
"James and Sirius, Darie." James and Sirius replied in unison, huge grins gracing their faces."
"Darie?!"
"Up you're a-"
"Boys!" Ginny yelled, now thoroughly irritated.
"Sorry mom! You-"
"-weren't meant to-" "-hear that," both twins chorused.
Harry frowned slightly. "Aren't Jorren Jordan and Ivor Weasley going to Hogwarts this year too?"
James looked sickened. "Dad. they hang out with Malfoy."
"Faleron Malfoy." Sirius added looking a touch green.
"Perfect reasons, sons," Harry said, grinning.
Then, before Ginny could throw her frying pan at them, the three Potter men retreated into the Weasley backyard. Half a minute later, Daryl who had stayed behind to snitch some food burst out of the back door yelling, "She's gonna kill me!"
Fred Weasley, who was talking to Harry turned around asking, "Who's gonna kill you?"
"Aunt Ginny!" gasped Daryl.
Fred shook his head and intoned solemnly, "When will you learn that they have eyes at the back of their heads?"
Angelina, who was watering the plants turned around and hit Fred.
"See?" Fred asked, wincing slightly.
"So, meet you back here at ten tomorrow?" Harry asked.
"Sure," Fred replied.
"C'mon guys," Harry said, draping one arm around each of his sons and leading them back home, "If we stay out any longer we'll be missing dinner, and you know how mad your mom becomes."
"What are we meeting tomorrow for, Dad?" James asked.
"Diagon alley, we have to get your school supplies, don't we?"