Chapter One: The Potters' home 4 years later, evening;
"James, get back here!" A tall brown haired woman screamed as she chased after a small messy haired child that held a polished stick in his small hands.
"Go boom! Go boom," James shrieked with glee as he turned a corner rather sharply and ran full forced into his father's legs.
"Got ya you little monster." Harold said as he picked up his son with one hand and pulled the wand out of the 4 year olds grasp with the other, "Melanie I caught him," He called to his wife as he struggled to keep James from getting the wand again.
His wife rushed into the room and sighed with relief. "Thank goodness," she said breathlessly as she hugged James tightly.
James struggled to get out of his mother's grasp, "Let go, let go!" he protested.
Melanie loosened her grasp, "James you never, ever play with Daddy's wand got it?"
James grinned and laughed, "Go boom!"
Melanie sighed again, "You'll never learn will you?" she asked as she tickled James's belly.
James shook his head and just flashed her one of his charming smiles.
Melanie shook her head and started back up the stairs to the playroom where James' sister, Christiana, was playing. Placing James down next to Christiana Mrs. Potter pulled out her wand and started fixing the damage that James had done with Harold's wand. After fixing the singed curtains, the huge hole in the carpet and the toppled over book case she sat down next to her children and played with them for a bit. While she was distracted with James she failed to see Christiana slip her small hand into her mother's pocket and pulled out Melanie's wand. Grinning at her brother Christiana slipped the wand under the bookcase and resumed playing with her dolls.
A small creature with huge eyes and ears knocked on the door and gave a slight curtsy. "Mistress, the master and some visitors would like to see you right away." The creature squeaked.
"Thank you Dolly." Melanie said and stood, shaking out her skirts, "Does Millie need out in the kitchens?"
"Yes Mistress."
Melanie sighed, "Well when you get down there can you have someone else come up to watch these two?"
"Of course Mistress."
Their mother kneeled beside James and Christiana and smiled, "You two be good and maybe you'll get some ice cream after dinner."
"Ice cream!" they squealed together.
Melanie grinned and then left in a swish of robes, none the wiser that she was wand less.
Christiana laughed and walked over to the bookcase, slipped her small hand under and pulled out her mother's wand. James grinned and after checking to make sure no one was in the hallway walked down to corridor and open what looked like a random closet filled with muggle cleaning supplies. Christiana shared another smiled with her brother as she pointed the wand at two brooms and commanded in a crystalline voice, "Fly!"
The two children watched in amazement as the brooms sprang up and hovered above the ground. Dropping the wand Christiana climbed upon the broom and laughed as it zoomed down the stairs, her brother close behind.
Their parents watched, horrified, as their children flew around the living room in circles.
"Harold do something!" Melanie shrieked as she ran after her children, pleading with them to stop the brooms.
Harold shook his head, confused no what to do.
The man beside him clasped his hand firmly down on Mr. Potter's shoulder, "Those are some bright children you have there Harold. Why just yesterday my Sirius charmed the cat to chase his mother around the room. When they're eleven Hogwarts won't know what hit them."
Harold laughed, "That is if they live to be eleven." He sighed and leaned against the doorframe chatting pleasantly with Mr. Black as they watched James and Christiana fly around the house, their mother running after them.