Title: Helping James

Author: Athena Diagon Cat

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I'd have the 6th book finished by now. Do you see book 6 is stores? No? Then I don't own Harry Potter.

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(Hogwarts Castle, some time in the 1970s)

            "Welcome to Hogwarts, and another year! I see that the first years have been sorted, and you are all awaiting dinner, but first, we have 4 more students to sort. They have come from various wizarding schools to learn from our excellent teachers, and hopefully they will improve their skills before graduating," Professor Dumbledore sat down, and Professor McGonagall came forward once again.

            "Duncan, Edward!" A dark boy with blazing black eyes came forward.

            "SYLTHERIN!" the hat yelled.

            "Finch, Joanna!" A girl with sandy blonde hair came forward, nose in air.

            "SYLTHERIN!"

            "Nott, Theodore!" A very pale boy ran up to the hat, looking like he'd burn the hat if it didn't put him the house he wanted.

            "SYLTHERIN!"

            "Silverarrow, Magicia!" The last girl came forward, glaring at the students at the Syltherin table.

            "GRYFFINDOR!" The girl, Magicia, looked as if she was going to cry in relief.

            "Well, now that that's done, let's eat!" Dumbledore cried, and clapped his hands.

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             Magicia Silverarrow was never more relived in her life. She had escaped Duncan and Nott, and ended up in Gryffindor like her Grandfather. Maybe her last year in school wasn't going to be that bad, after all.

            Just as she was thinking this, a tall handsome boy slid into the seat next to her.

            "My lady," he drawled, "May I introduce myself? I am THE Sirius Black, hottest guy around. Will you go on a date with me?" He gave her puppy-dog eyes. Magicia snorted.

            "Go away, Black. I'm not interested."

            "Tough luck, Padfoot," said another boy, who sat down next to her. "I'm James Potter. Don't worry, I won't ask you out."

            "That's only because James is obsessed with Lily Evans," said yet another boy, who James said was Remus Lupin.

            "I'm Peter Pettigrew," said a rat- faced guy, who was standing behind her. "Who are you?"

            "Magicia Silverarrow."

            "Magicia? What kind of name is that?"

            "It's my name, thank you very much Black. If you don't like it, you can call me Magic."

            "Okey- dokey, Magic. Will you go on a date with me?" Magicia pushed his head into his mashed potatoes, and went off to sit at the end of the table. Much to her annoyance, Black followed her.

            "Magie, if you promise not to put my face in the food, I promise not to ask you out or anything like that."

            "Fine, but you'd better not call me 'Magie' again."

            "Sure, Magie," said Sirius with an infuriating grin. Magicia gave him the evil eye, and he hastily retreated to his friends.

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            As soon as every one had finished, Dumbledore introduced the head boy and girl, (James Potter and Lily Evans) and sent them off to bed.

            Magicia convinced Sirius to show her a short cut to the common room so Duncan and Nott wouldn't spot her, and fled to the dorm room she was to share with Lily Evans and some other girls, so Peter wouldn't find her. He was really scaring her.

            The next morning, Magicia skipped breakfast, (she wasn't much of a morning person) and went strait to Transfiguration, were she asked McGonagall for a map of Hogwarts. After that, Magicia and the rest of the Gryffindor 7th years hurried off to Defense against the Dark Arts (DaDA). They were going to face a boggart that day.

            The teacher decided that he wanted to test Magicia's magical ability, so she had to go first.

            She faced the boggart and it turned into an army of giant spiders.

            "Riddikulus!"

            CRACK! The spider turned into a toadstool. James went next.

            CRACK! The boggart turned into Lily Evans.

            "Potter! I hate you! I'm going to go date Snape!" The real Lily fainted, as did James. Magicia rolled her eyes, levitated them, and set off to the hospital wing.

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The title will be explained n the next chapter.

I started another story, ok? I know its garbage, but I don't want to be killed by reviewers from The Mirror of Erised.

The Mirror of Erised is done, and I'm not changing my mind. Don't kill me!

If you want me to keep writing this, please review. If you hate it, go away. Thank you.

-Athena Diagon Cat