Year 7
Chapter 1- A Potter's Curse
James and Claire had returned home, although something about it seemed different. It seemed... Well more homely. The walls which had all been decorated in dark colours, bore pictures, some of which were even of themselves. Tables had flowers on and there wasn't a house elf in sight. Another strange thing was, they were greeted at the doorway by their mother. She led them in, a huge smile plastered across her face, as thouhg this was the first time she had seen them in years. She brought them into the living room, gave each of them a motherly hug and got them some tea and buscuits.
"How did your exams go?" She asked for the first time ever.
"Uh.. er.. good." James spluttered, "I got the highest in the year."
"Ow, well done son, I am so proud. And Claire darling how about you?"
"I won't get my results for a while. The N.E.W.T'S aren't released till August." She stated a little confused. Just then Robert Potter walked in, Harriet Potter suddenly regained her hazy expression.
"What are you two up to?" He asked suspiciously.
"Nothing!" They replied honestly.
"Well I suggest you go to bed. I want you boy, to be up early so we can practise your Quidditch. And you," He rounded on Claire, "You can make yourself look pretty. You are going to meet the Rockwood's. If they are as I expect, then their son will be perfect for you to wed." He smiled triumphantly at the look of pure horror on Claire's face.
"She can't marry that slimeball!" James found himself saying.
"And why's that boy?" Robert Potter turned slowly to to face his son, who was now standing at the same level as him. He was a little taken back, his son had grown a fair bit in his 6th year.
"She can decide for herself who she wants to marry, she wants a career and a life. It's not your decision!" Robert Potter pulled his wand out on James.
"She is under my control whilst she lives under my roof, and she's only leaving with a wedding ring. It is my consent if she will marry, and therefore she will do!" Now go up to your room!" He finished, sparks flying threatingly from his wand. James knew it was best not to argue.
"Yes sir." He obeyed, Claire followed, he turned to her.
"Pack your stuff, we'll go to Lily's. She said that we could stay with her." They both rushed into their rooms, but when they tried to get out, they found that they had both been locked in.
"LET ME OUT!" James yelled. He heard the cruel laughter from his father as a reply.
"Sorry son, can't have you doing your usual 'Dissapearing act' this summer!" James could do nothing, he was trapped. His window was secured tight by magic. It had been since one of his fathers fans had broken in. So all he could do was lay back and go to sleep.
The next morning he was let out nice and early, more like forced out at 5 in the morning. He was given breakfast (half a grapefriut) and taken out to the Potter's own Quidditch pitch. He and his father played one on one seeker, but when James won twice in a row his father insisted on changing to chaser practice. They went through all their tactics and passes. Then finally they tried some penalty shoot outs, changing keeper every now and again. They finished around 12. James was tired, muddy and achy. He just wanted to go upstairs and take a bath, but his father insisted he go back in his room. And his father could be very persuasive.
James was locked in his room for the rest of the afternoon. First he read a bit, then got all of his homework sorted out. Finally when he was out of his mind with boredom, he had an idea. He grabbed the mirror, he had got from Sirius for Christmas.
"Sirius Black." He said hoping it worked abroad.
"Nope." it replied revealing two emerald green eyes full of laughter.
"Lily? what are you doing with Sirius?" he asked a little confused and some what scared.
"I'm not with Sirius." She replied simply.
"Then how have you got his mirror?"
"He gave it to me so I could help you out. Apparently he wasn't near enough to help if you were in trouble. This things really groovy! Even better than the telephone!" She said grinning. "So you coming round this summer?" She asked.
"Not at the moment I can't. I'm on house arrest."
Ow... Well, what does that mean?"
"It basically means I am locked in my room and have to do what ever my father wishes me to. If not I am in trouble."
"Don't worry hunny, I'll talk to my parents and they'll come round and..."
"NO!" James practically shouted, "No Lily thats the worst thing you can do."
"Why?"
"Well sweety, your parents are Muggles, and my fathers a prat. He knows alot of dark magic and to be honest I don't think he would be to nice to them."
"Well could I do anything else? I could get Dumbledore or Mr Black?"
"No, sweety could you just talk to me for a while?"
"OK. Sooo....... What you thinking?" She asked unhappily.
I'm thinking how gorgeous, sweet and fantastic you are. And how I don't know how to tell you that I love you.
"About Quidditch. What you thinking about?"
That you're not telling the truth, you hardly ever think about Quidditch!
"My apperation test."
"Ow when have you got that? My father booked mine for Monday."
"I've got it tommorrow. I'm sooo nervous."
"You'll be fine sunshine. You're very smart and you know it..."
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY! I'M NOT MARRYING HIM!" Came from downstairs in the Potter manour.
"What was tha?" Lily asked.
"That was Claire, listen I had better go. Call me as soon as you get your results! Goog luck, even though I know you don't need it."
"Ok! I hope everythings ok!" And she left.
"YOU PURPOSELY RUINED DINNER TONIGHT TO MAKE A BAD IMPRESSION!"
"SO WHAT IF I DID?" Claire was angrier than James had ever heard her. But his father could turn nasty. He needed to find his way out of his room and fast! James needed to find his way out of his room and fast!
"I TRY MY HARDEST TO FIND YOU A SUITABLE HUSBAND, SO YOU CAN LIVE YOUR LIFE WELL AND HAVE GOOD OPPOTUNITIES!"
"YOU DON'T HAVE A CLUE! I DON'T WANT TO GET MARRIED AND HAVE SOME MAN CONTROL MY LIFE! I WANT TO WORK MYSELF AND EARN MY OWN WAY IN LIFE!"
Yes James had it! The servants wall was along this wall somewhere! He searched the wall and found a tiny passage- if only his anigmagus was a rat! He crouched down and crawled throught the house. He came out in a small room he had never seen. It had about 10 small beds in it, a couple occupied with house elves.
"master James, what is it we can do for you?" on asked.
"... How do you get out of here?"
"Just through here, master James sir." He replied opening another passage in the wall. James stumbled out into the kitchen where his mother stood a dazed expression on her face.
"Yeah thats it, you just stand there whilst your youngest daughter gets the hell kicked out of her!" He snapped.
"NO DAUGHTER OF MINE IS GOING TO WORK! YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO THE POTTER NAME! WHY CAN'T YOU BE MORE LIKE NACISSA!"
"BECAUSE NACISSA IS A HORRID B****!" That was as much as Robert Potter was willing to take it seemed. He lunged forward for Claire smacking her hard around the face. James jumped in pushing her to the floor and went for his father, but it was Harriet Potter who got the first swing. She mustered as much strength as she could and went back for a second and third go.
"Stay away from my children you awful, horrid man! I will not let you lay another finger on them." She withdrew her own wand and cast a spell. The room around went dark, a red and gold ray was emitted from her wand, it split and then one each surrounded James and Claire, who were both standing in a stunned silence. Harriet Potter turned to face them, and said in an echo like voice;
"For as long as I live, my strength will be your protection." And then she collapsed. Robert Potter laughed.
"Foolish woman, nobody goes against the Potters and survives to tell the tail!"
Harriet Potter was not dead, just dying, she was moved to a bedroom and a doctor came to see her. Nothing apparently was wrong with her. James and Claire were copnstantly at the foot of her bed. The only time James left it was to take his apperation test- he needed it, and he only just passed! (That was a first) Their father couldn't touch them, not after their mother had cast that spell. And finally after 3 weeks she passed away.
Chapter 1- A Potter's Curse
James and Claire had returned home, although something about it seemed different. It seemed... Well more homely. The walls which had all been decorated in dark colours, bore pictures, some of which were even of themselves. Tables had flowers on and there wasn't a house elf in sight. Another strange thing was, they were greeted at the doorway by their mother. She led them in, a huge smile plastered across her face, as thouhg this was the first time she had seen them in years. She brought them into the living room, gave each of them a motherly hug and got them some tea and buscuits.
"How did your exams go?" She asked for the first time ever.
"Uh.. er.. good." James spluttered, "I got the highest in the year."
"Ow, well done son, I am so proud. And Claire darling how about you?"
"I won't get my results for a while. The N.E.W.T'S aren't released till August." She stated a little confused. Just then Robert Potter walked in, Harriet Potter suddenly regained her hazy expression.
"What are you two up to?" He asked suspiciously.
"Nothing!" They replied honestly.
"Well I suggest you go to bed. I want you boy, to be up early so we can practise your Quidditch. And you," He rounded on Claire, "You can make yourself look pretty. You are going to meet the Rockwood's. If they are as I expect, then their son will be perfect for you to wed." He smiled triumphantly at the look of pure horror on Claire's face.
"She can't marry that slimeball!" James found himself saying.
"And why's that boy?" Robert Potter turned slowly to to face his son, who was now standing at the same level as him. He was a little taken back, his son had grown a fair bit in his 6th year.
"She can decide for herself who she wants to marry, she wants a career and a life. It's not your decision!" Robert Potter pulled his wand out on James.
"She is under my control whilst she lives under my roof, and she's only leaving with a wedding ring. It is my consent if she will marry, and therefore she will do!" Now go up to your room!" He finished, sparks flying threatingly from his wand. James knew it was best not to argue.
"Yes sir." He obeyed, Claire followed, he turned to her.
"Pack your stuff, we'll go to Lily's. She said that we could stay with her." They both rushed into their rooms, but when they tried to get out, they found that they had both been locked in.
"LET ME OUT!" James yelled. He heard the cruel laughter from his father as a reply.
"Sorry son, can't have you doing your usual 'Dissapearing act' this summer!" James could do nothing, he was trapped. His window was secured tight by magic. It had been since one of his fathers fans had broken in. So all he could do was lay back and go to sleep.
The next morning he was let out nice and early, more like forced out at 5 in the morning. He was given breakfast (half a grapefriut) and taken out to the Potter's own Quidditch pitch. He and his father played one on one seeker, but when James won twice in a row his father insisted on changing to chaser practice. They went through all their tactics and passes. Then finally they tried some penalty shoot outs, changing keeper every now and again. They finished around 12. James was tired, muddy and achy. He just wanted to go upstairs and take a bath, but his father insisted he go back in his room. And his father could be very persuasive.
James was locked in his room for the rest of the afternoon. First he read a bit, then got all of his homework sorted out. Finally when he was out of his mind with boredom, he had an idea. He grabbed the mirror, he had got from Sirius for Christmas.
"Sirius Black." He said hoping it worked abroad.
"Nope." it replied revealing two emerald green eyes full of laughter.
"Lily? what are you doing with Sirius?" he asked a little confused and some what scared.
"I'm not with Sirius." She replied simply.
"Then how have you got his mirror?"
"He gave it to me so I could help you out. Apparently he wasn't near enough to help if you were in trouble. This things really groovy! Even better than the telephone!" She said grinning. "So you coming round this summer?" She asked.
"Not at the moment I can't. I'm on house arrest."
Ow... Well, what does that mean?"
"It basically means I am locked in my room and have to do what ever my father wishes me to. If not I am in trouble."
"Don't worry hunny, I'll talk to my parents and they'll come round and..."
"NO!" James practically shouted, "No Lily thats the worst thing you can do."
"Why?"
"Well sweety, your parents are Muggles, and my fathers a prat. He knows alot of dark magic and to be honest I don't think he would be to nice to them."
"Well could I do anything else? I could get Dumbledore or Mr Black?"
"No, sweety could you just talk to me for a while?"
"OK. Sooo....... What you thinking?" She asked unhappily.
I'm thinking how gorgeous, sweet and fantastic you are. And how I don't know how to tell you that I love you.
"About Quidditch. What you thinking about?"
That you're not telling the truth, you hardly ever think about Quidditch!
"My apperation test."
"Ow when have you got that? My father booked mine for Monday."
"I've got it tommorrow. I'm sooo nervous."
"You'll be fine sunshine. You're very smart and you know it..."
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY! I'M NOT MARRYING HIM!" Came from downstairs in the Potter manour.
"What was tha?" Lily asked.
"That was Claire, listen I had better go. Call me as soon as you get your results! Goog luck, even though I know you don't need it."
"Ok! I hope everythings ok!" And she left.
"YOU PURPOSELY RUINED DINNER TONIGHT TO MAKE A BAD IMPRESSION!"
"SO WHAT IF I DID?" Claire was angrier than James had ever heard her. But his father could turn nasty. He needed to find his way out of his room and fast! James needed to find his way out of his room and fast!
"I TRY MY HARDEST TO FIND YOU A SUITABLE HUSBAND, SO YOU CAN LIVE YOUR LIFE WELL AND HAVE GOOD OPPOTUNITIES!"
"YOU DON'T HAVE A CLUE! I DON'T WANT TO GET MARRIED AND HAVE SOME MAN CONTROL MY LIFE! I WANT TO WORK MYSELF AND EARN MY OWN WAY IN LIFE!"
Yes James had it! The servants wall was along this wall somewhere! He searched the wall and found a tiny passage- if only his anigmagus was a rat! He crouched down and crawled throught the house. He came out in a small room he had never seen. It had about 10 small beds in it, a couple occupied with house elves.
"master James, what is it we can do for you?" on asked.
"... How do you get out of here?"
"Just through here, master James sir." He replied opening another passage in the wall. James stumbled out into the kitchen where his mother stood a dazed expression on her face.
"Yeah thats it, you just stand there whilst your youngest daughter gets the hell kicked out of her!" He snapped.
"NO DAUGHTER OF MINE IS GOING TO WORK! YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO THE POTTER NAME! WHY CAN'T YOU BE MORE LIKE NACISSA!"
"BECAUSE NACISSA IS A HORRID B****!" That was as much as Robert Potter was willing to take it seemed. He lunged forward for Claire smacking her hard around the face. James jumped in pushing her to the floor and went for his father, but it was Harriet Potter who got the first swing. She mustered as much strength as she could and went back for a second and third go.
"Stay away from my children you awful, horrid man! I will not let you lay another finger on them." She withdrew her own wand and cast a spell. The room around went dark, a red and gold ray was emitted from her wand, it split and then one each surrounded James and Claire, who were both standing in a stunned silence. Harriet Potter turned to face them, and said in an echo like voice;
"For as long as I live, my strength will be your protection." And then she collapsed. Robert Potter laughed.
"Foolish woman, nobody goes against the Potters and survives to tell the tail!"
Harriet Potter was not dead, just dying, she was moved to a bedroom and a doctor came to see her. Nothing apparently was wrong with her. James and Claire were copnstantly at the foot of her bed. The only time James left it was to take his apperation test- he needed it, and he only just passed! (That was a first) Their father couldn't touch them, not after their mother had cast that spell. And finally after 3 weeks she passed away.