All he could picture was her long red hair, he cute face with the freckles
and those large green eyes (when she's angry go a dark green colour, but
when she's happy are like emeralds). This image wouldn't leave his head and
he fell asleep thinking of it and woke up the next morning with this vision
in his mind. Looking at his watch it was only 6.30am, so he rolled back
over to dream of Lily. He felt like he had only got back over, when
something cold and wet hit his face. He opened one eye to find Sirius
levitating wet sponges over his bed.
"Come on lazy bones it's a wonderful day and I want to go and play about with those Quidditch balls you got for Christmas."
"Go away its too early to get up" muttered James from somewhere beneath his covers, where he had taken refuge.
Suddenly another cold blast was felt as the covers flew off James's bed and three wet sponges dived onto him soaking his bed. He climbed slowly out of bed and dragged himself to the bathroom to get washed and dressed. By the time he arrived back to his room Sirius was lying on the bed with a Quidditch magazine in his hands reading up on the latest moves.
"Looking forward to the new Quidditch season then?" inquired James, standing in front of the mirror as he tried in vain to try and make his hair look tidy, which he never succeeded.
"Mmmm. should be a good one this year, can't wait to see those Slytherin goons trying to win the cup this year! Look at them last year!"
"What do you expect with Snivellus on the team Padfoot, he can just about catch the quaffle!"
"Maybe all that grease of his gets in his eyes and he can't see, the stupid git."
The two boys sat and talked about various Quidditch moves they were going to try out this year. James was going to try the Wronksi Feint and Sirius and the chasers where going to perform a Hawkshead Attack Formation. They where so involved in their conversation they didn't see two barn owls and a snowy owl arrive at the bedroom window, if it wasn't for the three owls screeching they might never have heard them. James ran over and threw open the window, where the owls swooped in and dropped off three letters. The boys recognised two of the letters, from Hogwarts and the third was addressed to James.
Dear Mr Potter, Please note that the new school year will begin on September the first. The Hogwarts Express will leave from King's Cross Station, platform nine and three-quarters, at eleven o'clock.
A list of books for next year is enclosed
Yours sincerely, Professor M. McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
The following books required for this year will be Standard book of Spells Grade 7 - Miranda Goshawk Advanced Transfiguration Book 2 - Emeric Switch Advanced Potions for NEWTS - Arsenius Jigger The Dark Arts in Detail - Robin Biffleton
Sirius had received the same letter. James turned his attention to the third letter addressed to him. There was no seal on it or a mark to give an idea as to whom it was from. He picked it up and opened it
"WHAT????" exclaimed James having read his letter
He quickly re-read his letter and stared at it with disbelieve. No this can't be right, he thought, they've sent it to the wrong person. But his name is printed on it, so it must be true.
"OY Prongs what's up? What does your other letter say?" Sirius inquired dying to find out what was on James's letter.
"Dear Mr Potter, We at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are pleased to inform you that as you are now approaching your final year here at Hogwarts, you have achieved the position of Head boy. Enclosed is your Head boy badge. You will be asked to perform various tasks for the school during the year. On September the first could you please make your way to the Prefects carriage on the Hogwarts Express, where you will gain further information on your position.
Yours sincerely Albus Dumbledore Headmaster.
"YOUR JOKING?" Sirius exclaimed in disbelieve, "this is some kind of joke your playing on me ain't it?"
"I wish I was Padfoot, but it isn't!" James showed Sirius the letter as prove.
"Awww wee Jamsie Poo is going to be head boy. Means no more pranks for you old friend!"
"Come of it Sirius I am not going to be giving up all those plans we had made to get back at Snivellus, I still want to have some fun you know!"
"Come on lazy bones it's a wonderful day and I want to go and play about with those Quidditch balls you got for Christmas."
"Go away its too early to get up" muttered James from somewhere beneath his covers, where he had taken refuge.
Suddenly another cold blast was felt as the covers flew off James's bed and three wet sponges dived onto him soaking his bed. He climbed slowly out of bed and dragged himself to the bathroom to get washed and dressed. By the time he arrived back to his room Sirius was lying on the bed with a Quidditch magazine in his hands reading up on the latest moves.
"Looking forward to the new Quidditch season then?" inquired James, standing in front of the mirror as he tried in vain to try and make his hair look tidy, which he never succeeded.
"Mmmm. should be a good one this year, can't wait to see those Slytherin goons trying to win the cup this year! Look at them last year!"
"What do you expect with Snivellus on the team Padfoot, he can just about catch the quaffle!"
"Maybe all that grease of his gets in his eyes and he can't see, the stupid git."
The two boys sat and talked about various Quidditch moves they were going to try out this year. James was going to try the Wronksi Feint and Sirius and the chasers where going to perform a Hawkshead Attack Formation. They where so involved in their conversation they didn't see two barn owls and a snowy owl arrive at the bedroom window, if it wasn't for the three owls screeching they might never have heard them. James ran over and threw open the window, where the owls swooped in and dropped off three letters. The boys recognised two of the letters, from Hogwarts and the third was addressed to James.
Dear Mr Potter, Please note that the new school year will begin on September the first. The Hogwarts Express will leave from King's Cross Station, platform nine and three-quarters, at eleven o'clock.
A list of books for next year is enclosed
Yours sincerely, Professor M. McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
The following books required for this year will be Standard book of Spells Grade 7 - Miranda Goshawk Advanced Transfiguration Book 2 - Emeric Switch Advanced Potions for NEWTS - Arsenius Jigger The Dark Arts in Detail - Robin Biffleton
Sirius had received the same letter. James turned his attention to the third letter addressed to him. There was no seal on it or a mark to give an idea as to whom it was from. He picked it up and opened it
"WHAT????" exclaimed James having read his letter
He quickly re-read his letter and stared at it with disbelieve. No this can't be right, he thought, they've sent it to the wrong person. But his name is printed on it, so it must be true.
"OY Prongs what's up? What does your other letter say?" Sirius inquired dying to find out what was on James's letter.
"Dear Mr Potter, We at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are pleased to inform you that as you are now approaching your final year here at Hogwarts, you have achieved the position of Head boy. Enclosed is your Head boy badge. You will be asked to perform various tasks for the school during the year. On September the first could you please make your way to the Prefects carriage on the Hogwarts Express, where you will gain further information on your position.
Yours sincerely Albus Dumbledore Headmaster.
"YOUR JOKING?" Sirius exclaimed in disbelieve, "this is some kind of joke your playing on me ain't it?"
"I wish I was Padfoot, but it isn't!" James showed Sirius the letter as prove.
"Awww wee Jamsie Poo is going to be head boy. Means no more pranks for you old friend!"
"Come of it Sirius I am not going to be giving up all those plans we had made to get back at Snivellus, I still want to have some fun you know!"
