Chapter 9 – There's Nothing Like Parents

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AN - still not very long, but i'm doing the best i can. You know end of school, of everything. It's getting really crazy. And then i'll be vacationing in somewhere where i won't be able to get wireless internet on my laptop. But on the pluss side it's a massively small town, where i'll have lots of free time. So when i get back, i'll have mucho chapter for you. Anyway...enjoy!

The next day, being Saturday, gave them all, including Jake a good long while to sleep in. However around nine thirty Evie found a way to trick the stairs so that they let her in the boy's dorms and she screamed in Jake's ear that he needed to get started on his potions essay.

Once he gathered his wits he screamed right back at her, but couldn't say that she was wrong. So after breakfast he, grumbling, got out his supplies and started in on the essay. He had already completely forgot about what had happened the day before, even though he had been given the new schedule that morning.

So in his grumpy and slightly stressed state he nearly went into shock when his oldest sister came screeching across the room and buried him in hugs.

"Oh my GOD Jake I am SOOOOOO proud of you!" she cried out. He made a few choking sounds and she soon let him go, but that didn't stop her voice.

"OH my baby brother. He is such a genius! Oh mum and dad are going to be so proud of you! Oh Jakey when did you get to be so grown up! Wandless magic, I just can't believe it!" Jake had then recovered and was rolling his eyes.

"Chill out Emily. It's not that big of a deal." He muttered in embarrassment. It was then her turn to roll her eyes.

"Oh please baby brother. Have you written mum and dad yet?" she asked, he nodded, she grinned. "Well just wait until they write back, they are going to be so happy." She paused for a second. "Though, not to dampen your spirits or anything," Jake glared at his potions essay accusingly. "I have to warn you that the teacher…Sarscan I think. My friends who've had him say he's completely wacked." Jake nodded emphatically.

"Oh he is." He assured his older sister.

"You've met him?"

"Yes apparently I'm his long lost prodigy. It's actually rather creepy, has he ever…done anything to a student?" Emily laughed.

"No baby brother. Not that I've heard of. He's just…eccentric." She said. He gave her a pointed look.

"Now that is putting it lightly."

"EMILY! The headmaster wants you to come look at designs for the ball!" screamed another Gryffindor. Emily smiled warmly at Jake before running off. Jake sighed and set back to work. If he was a genius, then why on earth was this essay so hard?

"Hermione, you'll never believe it. Our son has sent us a letter!" Ron called to his wife from the family room. Hermione walked over to him and looked at the letter wide-eyed.

"Are you sure, have you checked it and everything?" she asked in half mock half real shock. He laughed lightly and opened the letter. His eyes scanned it quickly, growing bigger by the second.

"Now you'll really never believe it." He said breathlessly. Hermione looked panicked and ripped the letter from Ron's hands, fearing that her son was dead or something. She looked up from the letter, dazed.

"I don't believe it." She said in a flat disbelieving tone.

"Our son is a prodigy." said Ron in the same kind of voice. "I can't believe one of my offspring is a genius."

"Neither can I." snickered Hermione. He slapped her shoulder playfully.

"So…what are we gonna buy this time?" Ron asked. Hermione slapped him on the shoulder far harder than he had.

"RONALD." She said. "That's not the only way we show our love and pride for the things our children have done."

"Sor-ry." He said.

"Bloody owl." Muttered Jake as the insane bird dropped a package on top of his head, which proceeded to bounce into his plate. "Gross." He said, picking off the bits of pancake from the brown wrapping. He tore the package open mindlessly and grinned when he saw the box of chocolate frogs. He then saw the letter.

Dear Jakey,

Oh honey we are so proud of you! But don't eat all the chocolate frogs at once, you'll make yourself sick.

Don't listen to her Jake, eat em all, you deserve it!

RON! Don't listen to him honey, but we are awfully proud of you. We would have sent you your real gift for this, but there were some…packaging issues. So you'll have to wait until Christmas.

Trust me Jake, its way worth waiting.

RON! We aren't going to tell him remember! Well anyway honey, do keep us informed of what's going on, especially in your new advanced class.

And who's winning at quidditch, I know you didn't make the team, but that's okay. Your only a first year, you'll make it next year. But I still want to know what's going on.

Quidditch, I swear that is all you boys ever talk about!

Don't listen to her, she's just jealous. You should see her try and fly, it's hilarious!

Oh Ron, whatever. Anyway, I love you, keep me posted….

And I'm proud of you. Tell me what craziness you guys get into, I'll get a kick out of it, even if your mother won't.

We love you, we're proud of you, by honey – son,

Your mother and father

Jake smirked and tucked the letter into his pocket and resumed eating breakfast.

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