A young wild raven haired boy sat at a desk in a clattered and overly done room of technology tapping away quickly on his compter as he juggled a telephone on his shoulder mutitaskedly. "Well I think you're overreacting." He said bluntly rolling his eyes up toward the ceiling as he propped his legs up on his computer desk. "I mean Sammy be serious, it's just a table lamp and if magic won't fix it then there's always glue. Besides I don't think your mom would miss it anyways she was plotting to destroy it herself." He finished grabbing a blue bouncy ball from his pencil cup throwing it against the window making some of the raindrops that had landed from the story half an hour ago bounce and roll down to the sill. "And even if they do ground you, we only have like what 3 days until we leave for Hogwarts-- hold on Sammy someone else is on the line." He said quickly pulling the phone from his ear and tapping onto the second line.

"Hello Phone Sex Hotline," James started in a husky manly voice breaking over the piece more than talking," this is 'Bobby I'll be your Hobby' speaking."

"Oh really," Harry said over the line clutching onto his phone as he sifted through some papers on his desk smiling," well this is 'Cass I'll kick your ass' if you don't stop pranking the lines."

"Oh-- hey dad." James said quickly back in his regular voice sitting upright. "How's it going?"

"Great I guess. Could be worse. We have two dragons out on the loose at a Dragon Tales play and someone just flew into a bank on a broomstick holding everyone hostage with a gnome-- but other than that things are looking not too shifty." Harry said holding his hand up to his assitant who had just walked into his office. His coffee jumped up off his desk until crashing onto the floor spilling everywhere followed by screams from some of his coworkers. "Okay make that one dragon on the loose. So- you packing for school?"

"Sure dad," James said glancing over at his bed that had three suitcases with clothes piling out of all them half way zipped up," way ahead of you there."

"That's my boy- y'know I remember when first years were 11. Hogwarts is like college for you guys now."

"Yeah like I would want to be stuck up at Davidson's Academy again." Rolling his eyes but then smiling remember that was the only time he could come in contact with Peyton. "Hey you gonna see me off?" He asked hoping his father would flake on his for once in his life. He basically lived alone anyways.

"Yeah we'll see." Harry said getting up his seat. They really needed him out there to calm the situation. "I gotta go! Bye and be good!" Harry said rushing before clicking off.

"Well nice to hear from you dad." James said sighing throwing the phone off to his bed as he left his room geading to get something to eat. "JAMES! JAMES! YOU THERE! OH BLOODY HELL!" Faintly screamed from the phone, but James was already gone heading on a quest for some comfort food.