Memories: Chapter 4
Authors note Sorry it's taken so long to get this chapter up. I've had loads of assignments to do!!
Disclaimer: See previous Chapters
Harry awoke the next morning a lot happier than he had felt in a long time- he was finally finding out what his father was really like. One thing still troubled him though- why had he done what he did to Snape and where did he draw the line? He assumed that diary entry would come later.
Harry stretched, sat up in bed and put on his glasses. It must still be early thought Harry judging by the fact that Ron and Hermione were still asleep. He decided he would pass the time before breakfast by reading some more of his Dad's diary. He picked up the book where he left off. This particular memory was of the sorting.
September 1st
Dear Diary,
Well it's time for the sorting- with any luck I'll get sorted into Griffindor like my parents. Sirius said that he wanted to be sorted into Griffindor too though his family would prefer it if he was sorted into Slytherin. I hate the Dark Arts always have, always will. We all sit down and wait for it to start.
After the sorting came the beginning of term feast. It was a time to get stuffed and a time to get to know the people in your house. Me, Sirius, Remus and Peter all got into Griffindor. I hope that we all become good friends. A girl called Lily Evans also got sorted into Griffindor. She was stunning, a bit stuck up mind you. I wonder what she thinks of me?
Snape or Snivellus as we called him, as he kept sniffing on the train, got sorted into Slytherin of course. He had better not get on the wrong side of me. I have neither the time nor the patience for the Slytherins.
Speak Soon
James
He shut the diary vowing to read more when he got back from Diagon Alley and went down to breakfast.
After breakfast they took the floo network to Diagon Alley. It was packed as you would expect at that time of year. There were old and young wizards alike many of then were buying school supplies for the upcoming year at Hogwarts. He hoped that he didn't see Draco Malfoy here as he would still want revenge for his father getting locked up in Azkaban.
After going to Flourish and Blotts to buy their reading lists for their advanced NEWT classes and Hermione and Harry going to the Apothecary to buy their potions they all headed to the leaky cauldron where they sat for the rest of the afternoon eating ice cream sundaes, drinking butterbeer and basking in the glorious sunshine.
After their trip to Diagon Alley, the rest of the holidays were devoted to lazing around, doing assignments and playing quidditch though Harry had to watch as he still didn't have his firebolt. Soon enough it was time to return to Hogwarts. Harry was in two minds about going back. On one hand he saw Hogwarts as the only place he could call home and he wanted to continue the DA (if possible) so he wanted to go back, on the other hand he would probably have people asking him about what happened at the ministry and he didn't want to talk about it and he also had to apologise to Snape. He hated Snape more than ever and thought that Snape had more reason to apologise than he did.
Authors note Sorry it's taken so long to get this chapter up. I've had loads of assignments to do!!
Disclaimer: See previous Chapters
Harry awoke the next morning a lot happier than he had felt in a long time- he was finally finding out what his father was really like. One thing still troubled him though- why had he done what he did to Snape and where did he draw the line? He assumed that diary entry would come later.
Harry stretched, sat up in bed and put on his glasses. It must still be early thought Harry judging by the fact that Ron and Hermione were still asleep. He decided he would pass the time before breakfast by reading some more of his Dad's diary. He picked up the book where he left off. This particular memory was of the sorting.
September 1st
Dear Diary,
Well it's time for the sorting- with any luck I'll get sorted into Griffindor like my parents. Sirius said that he wanted to be sorted into Griffindor too though his family would prefer it if he was sorted into Slytherin. I hate the Dark Arts always have, always will. We all sit down and wait for it to start.
After the sorting came the beginning of term feast. It was a time to get stuffed and a time to get to know the people in your house. Me, Sirius, Remus and Peter all got into Griffindor. I hope that we all become good friends. A girl called Lily Evans also got sorted into Griffindor. She was stunning, a bit stuck up mind you. I wonder what she thinks of me?
Snape or Snivellus as we called him, as he kept sniffing on the train, got sorted into Slytherin of course. He had better not get on the wrong side of me. I have neither the time nor the patience for the Slytherins.
Speak Soon
James
He shut the diary vowing to read more when he got back from Diagon Alley and went down to breakfast.
After breakfast they took the floo network to Diagon Alley. It was packed as you would expect at that time of year. There were old and young wizards alike many of then were buying school supplies for the upcoming year at Hogwarts. He hoped that he didn't see Draco Malfoy here as he would still want revenge for his father getting locked up in Azkaban.
After going to Flourish and Blotts to buy their reading lists for their advanced NEWT classes and Hermione and Harry going to the Apothecary to buy their potions they all headed to the leaky cauldron where they sat for the rest of the afternoon eating ice cream sundaes, drinking butterbeer and basking in the glorious sunshine.
After their trip to Diagon Alley, the rest of the holidays were devoted to lazing around, doing assignments and playing quidditch though Harry had to watch as he still didn't have his firebolt. Soon enough it was time to return to Hogwarts. Harry was in two minds about going back. On one hand he saw Hogwarts as the only place he could call home and he wanted to continue the DA (if possible) so he wanted to go back, on the other hand he would probably have people asking him about what happened at the ministry and he didn't want to talk about it and he also had to apologise to Snape. He hated Snape more than ever and thought that Snape had more reason to apologise than he did.