Hey here's my next chapt for TOOTL
Thoughts/flashbacks r in ~~~
~~~ "James Potter! Get down here right now!" James groaned. Even at his young age of six, he knew what that tone meant. Either trouble or trouble. Inwardly he laughed. "JAMES!!" His mothers voice cause James to jump, and with a sigh he started down the humongous staircase to the Entrance hall.
His mother stood there, his father beside her. They both grinned happily. His mother wore a blue silk dress, his father a black suit. Grabbing her son she rushed a brush threw his tangled black hair, so like hers. "Oww!" he whimpered. She grinned "Oh, quiet down James! If my hair can look nice, yours can look presentable" His father said nothing. He was not fond of his son.
The doorbell rang. "Stand up straight!" his father hissed as Maria Potter opened the door. "If you don't screw this up I may have a very rich daughter-in-law" His mother had glared at the words, but let in the two older people. They both had steel gray hair and hawk eyes. Surveying James they both smiled as one. The smiles were brittle and slightly forced, but smiles non the less. From behind them they pulled out a girl.
"Our granddaughter Melissa" Their words were stiff and polite. James didn't notice, all he could see was the angel in front of him. Her hair was so red it looked like fire. Her eyes gleamed forget-me-not blue. She smiled lightly at him. He grinned back, fully aware that his hair stuck up. "Go on and play. Let us talk in peace" Maria scooted them into another room.
James stood at one end, the girl at the other. His tongue felt tied. But his manners kicked in. " Hello, Melissa" Her nose wrinkled. "Hello, James. Call me Saz" she smiled again. James grinned suddenly and felt light and free. "Saz?" he asked. "My middle name is Sarah, Melissa sounds.... Hard" she finished with a laugh. He chuckled along too. "We have some Comet brooms out back" he said hopefully. "Really?!" She bounced up and down, her dress swished accordingly. "My Grandparents never let me go on a broom!" Suddenly she dimmed. "But if I ruin my dress..." she sighed, the regret showing in her eyes.
"I think I might have some old clothes...." James hinted. He grabbed her hand and pulled her after him.~~~
Harry sat up in bed panting. The dream had felt so real. So amazing. His father, his grandparent..... and that girl. Something about her was nudging the back of his mind. He ignored it, wondering if the dream was real. Suddenly he had an idea. Rushing to his trunk he pulled out a pen and paper.
Dear Sirius
How are you? And Buckbeak?
I have a question, did my dad know a girl?
With red hair and blue eyes?
I know this sounds weird, but I'm having dreams of them together.
And it's not mum.
But in the dreams their little.
Please tell me if I am going crazy!
Miss you Sirius.
Harry
Hey do you guys like so far??? hope 'Saz' catches you! If you need a clue...... look back in the chapter that held the book with the info about Mantacorea. R&R please~
Lyssa
Thoughts/flashbacks r in ~~~
~~~ "James Potter! Get down here right now!" James groaned. Even at his young age of six, he knew what that tone meant. Either trouble or trouble. Inwardly he laughed. "JAMES!!" His mothers voice cause James to jump, and with a sigh he started down the humongous staircase to the Entrance hall.
His mother stood there, his father beside her. They both grinned happily. His mother wore a blue silk dress, his father a black suit. Grabbing her son she rushed a brush threw his tangled black hair, so like hers. "Oww!" he whimpered. She grinned "Oh, quiet down James! If my hair can look nice, yours can look presentable" His father said nothing. He was not fond of his son.
The doorbell rang. "Stand up straight!" his father hissed as Maria Potter opened the door. "If you don't screw this up I may have a very rich daughter-in-law" His mother had glared at the words, but let in the two older people. They both had steel gray hair and hawk eyes. Surveying James they both smiled as one. The smiles were brittle and slightly forced, but smiles non the less. From behind them they pulled out a girl.
"Our granddaughter Melissa" Their words were stiff and polite. James didn't notice, all he could see was the angel in front of him. Her hair was so red it looked like fire. Her eyes gleamed forget-me-not blue. She smiled lightly at him. He grinned back, fully aware that his hair stuck up. "Go on and play. Let us talk in peace" Maria scooted them into another room.
James stood at one end, the girl at the other. His tongue felt tied. But his manners kicked in. " Hello, Melissa" Her nose wrinkled. "Hello, James. Call me Saz" she smiled again. James grinned suddenly and felt light and free. "Saz?" he asked. "My middle name is Sarah, Melissa sounds.... Hard" she finished with a laugh. He chuckled along too. "We have some Comet brooms out back" he said hopefully. "Really?!" She bounced up and down, her dress swished accordingly. "My Grandparents never let me go on a broom!" Suddenly she dimmed. "But if I ruin my dress..." she sighed, the regret showing in her eyes.
"I think I might have some old clothes...." James hinted. He grabbed her hand and pulled her after him.~~~
Harry sat up in bed panting. The dream had felt so real. So amazing. His father, his grandparent..... and that girl. Something about her was nudging the back of his mind. He ignored it, wondering if the dream was real. Suddenly he had an idea. Rushing to his trunk he pulled out a pen and paper.
Dear Sirius
How are you? And Buckbeak?
I have a question, did my dad know a girl?
With red hair and blue eyes?
I know this sounds weird, but I'm having dreams of them together.
And it's not mum.
But in the dreams their little.
Please tell me if I am going crazy!
Miss you Sirius.
Harry
Hey do you guys like so far??? hope 'Saz' catches you! If you need a clue...... look back in the chapter that held the book with the info about Mantacorea. R&R please~
Lyssa