Alright! My first Harry Potter fic written all by myself! ^_^ I'm so
happy!
Disclaimer: What would make you think that I owned Harry Potter? Please, if I owned Harry Potter I would be sitting in a huge heated indoor pool, paying someone else to do my 2,500-word research essay that's due tomorrow. So no, I don't own him. And for those of you who are interested I DID finish my report. By myself.
Ok, on with the fic!
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*flashback*
There are four figures standing in the empty Gryffindor Common room, talking in low voices, with somewhat saddened looks on their faces. One of them speaks up softly in a voice of pure excitement, "Is everything in place?" "I believe so," answered a second, less assured and slightly squeaky voice. "I can't believe this is our final hour in Hogwarts," replies the one with the shaggy black hair and blue eyes. Another boy with messy black hair stepped back and straightened his glasses to get a last good look at the Common room.
"Lighten up, Padfoot. At least we have a goodbye the whole train'll hear." "Literally," Padfoot grinned back.
*end flashback*
James leaned back in his chair and smiled at the memory. It hadn't been that long ago that he had graduated from Hogwarts and entered the Ministry of Magic. What took up most of his time now, however, was his place in the Order. (A/N This is how I interpret the Order of the Phoenix, as no one is really sure of what is it yet) He and a few of Dumbledore's most trusted friends and students had meetings kept secret from Voldemort and even the Ministry.
Under Dumbledore's leadership they discussed the happenings and possible actions that could be taken against Voldemort to end his reign of terror. He was so involved in the Order that he rarely had time to see his friends anymore. Out of meetings, anyway.
But today he was playing hookey, and at the moment, he and the girl of his dreams were at the Leaky Cauldron.
"Earth to James," said Lily teasingly at his absentmindedness, "Shouldn't we get moving? We still have to go into Diagon Alley."
James snapped back to reality. He forgot, he WAS working today. They had been asked to check out Knockturn Alley, a definite Death Eater hangout. There were a few things they needed there that might trigger some interesting conversations.
James stood up and started walking toward the back door, followed closely by Lily. After tapping his wand at the brick wall, they both walked into Diagon Alley.
*** (A/N I thought about leaving it here, but I suppose I could include the next part.leave you at a cliffhanger instead)
Lily and James were roaming around the dark twisted alley, their hood pulled up over their heads, concealing their faces. They couldn't risk being seen; there were too many people brushing past them to know exactly whose company they were in.
They passed a group of wizards who were crouched around a display of rusted knives, muttering in low voices and eying Lily and James up as they passed. Lily gripped James arm and walked a little closer. She looked over her shoulder and saw a band of wizards staring blankly at them and following from a distance. Before she could mention this, however, James had opened the door of a large shop almost concealed in the black wall.
James stepped up to the counter as a hooded wizard appeared from a back door. "Ah, and how can I help you today, sir?" he asked smoothly, leaning on the counter and staring at James, as though trying to get a better look at his face. Aware of this, James stepped back from the counter and pretended he was getting a better look at the rest of the shop's items.
Lily dug in her pocket for the list until she pulled out a piece of crumpled parchment. A few of the strange gadgets and detectors listed were in clear view, so she left it to James to ask about them.
"Lovely young lady you've brought with you," he said suddenly, leaning over the counter again with his leery expression, his eyes fixed on hers. Lily backed away and gripped the sleeve of James' robe. She leaned upward, closer to his ear, and whispered "I think I'll meet you outside.maybe I'll check out the apothecary next door."
"Take care," he murmured back.
Lily quickly crossed the store to the exit and stole a glance back at them. She shivered slightly; she did not like the look that man was giving her. Lily left the shop totally unnerved. She leaned against the cool stone wall outside, trying to ease the growing feeling of dread within her, while gazing at the smoky sky above.
Being still for too long, though, was not an option. Lily saw the hooded, muttering groups beginning to close ranks on her. She hurried on to a rusty barred door with a rotting wooden sign overhead that read "Apothecary".
No sooner had she stepped into the small, odd smelling shop, Lily realized she had left her list with James.
***
"Yes, most of our Concealers only suppress the detecting of certain dark magic inside a single room. That however," said the hooded man, pointing over James' shoulder at a marble-sized sphere, "not only conceals dark magic wherever it goes, it can also disguise the holder. I suggest taking a look at it. Comes in very useful."
James turned around to observe the small orb, while the hooded man continued his prattle. Its size was very deceiving to how much power it held. Dark swirls revolved slowly somewhere in it's depths. Something about it was slowly pulling his conscious mind in. He couldn't turn away or take his eyes off of it. So enthralled by its magnificence, James continued to stare, as if in a trance. The man at the counter suddenly stopped talking, but James was too hypnotized by the orb to notice. James also didn't notice two other hooded men enter from the back, or when they drew their wands.
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Yay! First chap done! And that was a long one. Heh, for me, anyways. I wrote it a while back and have been debating whether I should post it or not since July of last year. Haha, yeah, I'm a little nervous. So please read and review! Tell me if you like it! I will catch Snape on fire with all flames. Thanks!
Disclaimer: What would make you think that I owned Harry Potter? Please, if I owned Harry Potter I would be sitting in a huge heated indoor pool, paying someone else to do my 2,500-word research essay that's due tomorrow. So no, I don't own him. And for those of you who are interested I DID finish my report. By myself.
Ok, on with the fic!
*************
*flashback*
There are four figures standing in the empty Gryffindor Common room, talking in low voices, with somewhat saddened looks on their faces. One of them speaks up softly in a voice of pure excitement, "Is everything in place?" "I believe so," answered a second, less assured and slightly squeaky voice. "I can't believe this is our final hour in Hogwarts," replies the one with the shaggy black hair and blue eyes. Another boy with messy black hair stepped back and straightened his glasses to get a last good look at the Common room.
"Lighten up, Padfoot. At least we have a goodbye the whole train'll hear." "Literally," Padfoot grinned back.
*end flashback*
James leaned back in his chair and smiled at the memory. It hadn't been that long ago that he had graduated from Hogwarts and entered the Ministry of Magic. What took up most of his time now, however, was his place in the Order. (A/N This is how I interpret the Order of the Phoenix, as no one is really sure of what is it yet) He and a few of Dumbledore's most trusted friends and students had meetings kept secret from Voldemort and even the Ministry.
Under Dumbledore's leadership they discussed the happenings and possible actions that could be taken against Voldemort to end his reign of terror. He was so involved in the Order that he rarely had time to see his friends anymore. Out of meetings, anyway.
But today he was playing hookey, and at the moment, he and the girl of his dreams were at the Leaky Cauldron.
"Earth to James," said Lily teasingly at his absentmindedness, "Shouldn't we get moving? We still have to go into Diagon Alley."
James snapped back to reality. He forgot, he WAS working today. They had been asked to check out Knockturn Alley, a definite Death Eater hangout. There were a few things they needed there that might trigger some interesting conversations.
James stood up and started walking toward the back door, followed closely by Lily. After tapping his wand at the brick wall, they both walked into Diagon Alley.
*** (A/N I thought about leaving it here, but I suppose I could include the next part.leave you at a cliffhanger instead)
Lily and James were roaming around the dark twisted alley, their hood pulled up over their heads, concealing their faces. They couldn't risk being seen; there were too many people brushing past them to know exactly whose company they were in.
They passed a group of wizards who were crouched around a display of rusted knives, muttering in low voices and eying Lily and James up as they passed. Lily gripped James arm and walked a little closer. She looked over her shoulder and saw a band of wizards staring blankly at them and following from a distance. Before she could mention this, however, James had opened the door of a large shop almost concealed in the black wall.
James stepped up to the counter as a hooded wizard appeared from a back door. "Ah, and how can I help you today, sir?" he asked smoothly, leaning on the counter and staring at James, as though trying to get a better look at his face. Aware of this, James stepped back from the counter and pretended he was getting a better look at the rest of the shop's items.
Lily dug in her pocket for the list until she pulled out a piece of crumpled parchment. A few of the strange gadgets and detectors listed were in clear view, so she left it to James to ask about them.
"Lovely young lady you've brought with you," he said suddenly, leaning over the counter again with his leery expression, his eyes fixed on hers. Lily backed away and gripped the sleeve of James' robe. She leaned upward, closer to his ear, and whispered "I think I'll meet you outside.maybe I'll check out the apothecary next door."
"Take care," he murmured back.
Lily quickly crossed the store to the exit and stole a glance back at them. She shivered slightly; she did not like the look that man was giving her. Lily left the shop totally unnerved. She leaned against the cool stone wall outside, trying to ease the growing feeling of dread within her, while gazing at the smoky sky above.
Being still for too long, though, was not an option. Lily saw the hooded, muttering groups beginning to close ranks on her. She hurried on to a rusty barred door with a rotting wooden sign overhead that read "Apothecary".
No sooner had she stepped into the small, odd smelling shop, Lily realized she had left her list with James.
***
"Yes, most of our Concealers only suppress the detecting of certain dark magic inside a single room. That however," said the hooded man, pointing over James' shoulder at a marble-sized sphere, "not only conceals dark magic wherever it goes, it can also disguise the holder. I suggest taking a look at it. Comes in very useful."
James turned around to observe the small orb, while the hooded man continued his prattle. Its size was very deceiving to how much power it held. Dark swirls revolved slowly somewhere in it's depths. Something about it was slowly pulling his conscious mind in. He couldn't turn away or take his eyes off of it. So enthralled by its magnificence, James continued to stare, as if in a trance. The man at the counter suddenly stopped talking, but James was too hypnotized by the orb to notice. James also didn't notice two other hooded men enter from the back, or when they drew their wands.
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Yay! First chap done! And that was a long one. Heh, for me, anyways. I wrote it a while back and have been debating whether I should post it or not since July of last year. Haha, yeah, I'm a little nervous. So please read and review! Tell me if you like it! I will catch Snape on fire with all flames. Thanks!