Fine Ill say it! But Im only going to say it once and on other time. I loathed James Potter and now his look alike son. Why you may ask. That is a simple question with a simple answer. When we were in school James was always better then I was at everything. From cobble stones to quiddich to even Potions! The only thing that I was better that him at was Dark arts. He as well as I also had a crush on Lily Evans (Harry Potters mom) She was so Pretty and kind and thoughtful. Then in our third year at Hogwarts he won the house and quittich cup for griffindor. Like father like son. The next year dumbledor, being so kind, announced that there was to be a dance on Halloween. I was thrilled because I knew who I was going to ask. (Lily Evans) So I worked up my courage and asked her. I was so disappointed when she said that she was going with someone else. When I asked her who she answered 'James Potter'. My heart fell to the floor. Why did I think I had a chance? Me a boy who droned over books about the dark arts every chance I get against the famous James Potter raiding around with his gang of Sirus Black and Remus Lupin with their follower Peter Pettigrew like they owned the whole school. It didn't help that I was in slytherin and both were in griffindor. I loathed them each and every one of them! I went to the dance and knew what to expect. Lily and James dances up a storm having a grand old' time and me sitting in the corner reading Vampires: How to love them. I was miserable for a week. Then one day in potions I had switched some of potters ingredients making his potion blow up in his face making his face as well as the class room and the other students a sick shade of green that smelled of rotten eggs. He got a detention and 20 points from griffindor for not checking his ingredients before adding them. That made me happy...for a while. Then two days later I was the beautiful Lily and that Potter holding hands as if they were a couple. To my fright it was true. I stood there glued to the spot not saying anything. I came to my sences and walked in the other direction. Then to my surprise Black stopped me. He asked me if I had wondered where Lupin had gone once a month. It was an odd question to ask but it had gotten me thinking. Where had Lupin gone once a month? Black told me exactly when and where to find him. With my luck the next night was a full moon. I snuck out during the full moon and creped down the stairs. I got to the front door and found Potter waiting there. He knew what I was there for. He told me that it was dangerous and that I shouldn't go. James Potter looking out for me. It had to be a trick. I pressed on to the wamping willow. I got there and found a stick to press the knot on the tree. When I had got to the hole I was snout to face with a full grown werewolf. Just then an stag pushed me out of the way. I ran as fast as I could back to the castle. Black thought that it was the best trick played on any one. As the years went by our hate for each other grew. Black and I sneered at each other in the halls. Life went on. We had been out of school a couple of years when I hear that Lily and James had gotten married. My hate for him increased... He was always better at everything and always got his way. No more questions. Let me hate the remembrance of James Potter in peace.