A/N: Yay! So many wonderful reviews! I'm all smiley now…
Anyways, here's the last part of the Diagon Alley scene. I apologize for the insanity with ice cream… I will tell you a few things that happen in this chapter, though:
-Sirius/James/Jessi/Remus/Peter interactions
-Snape/Lily interactions
-Angry Parents/Kids interactions
-And more ice cream…
And for the people I promised ice cream to, I'm sorry I can't jump out of my computer and give them to you. So I gave them to Sirius instead…
Disclaimer: Yes, I own Harry Potter. It was completely my idea, completely my characters, and I'm a wonderful billionaire. Sue me.
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"Jess!" James scolded. "Would you please keep it down? We need to figure out a way to get out of here without him seeing us!"
"Merlin, James, paranoid much?" Jessi teased. "We didn't do anything-well, not this time, at least-so there's no reason he should be mad at us. It doesn't matter if he finds us."
James relaxed in his chair
"I guess you're right," he said. "Thanks, Jess."
"Hey Tweedledum and Tweedledumber, I need your help."
The twins looked up into the eyes of their cousin, Rhett. He was fifteen years old, tall, gangly, and very, er, pimply.
Jessi rolled her eyes. "Rhett, can't you just leave us alone? You don't like us," she waved at James and herself, "and we don't like you."
Rhett pulled out a chair and sat across from them.
"Now that we're all clear on that matter," he looked down at the tabletop, "I really need your help. I have to go take my girlfriends grandmother to the hospital. Can you two please cover for me for a while? It's really slow today, so you shouldn't have to work too much."
Jessica and James exchanged 'the look'. 'The look' was well known throughout the Potter family. The J twins, as they were called, gave that look when they were planning something. Rhett braced himself for the worst.
"Twenty-eight galleons," they said simultaneously.
Rhett sighed and dug through his work apron pockets.
"I only have ten," he said, pushing the gold across the table to James.
Jessi glared at him. "Look, pizza face, we need new brooms. We've saved up almost enough money, and twenty-eight galleons is all we still need. So it's either twenty-eight galleons, or no deal.
Rhett glared at the twins. "Look, twelve galleons, and I won't tell your dad you're here."
"Deal!"
James and Jessi pocketed the money and slipped behind the counter. Rhett pulled off his apron and rushed out of the store, muttering.
"Stupid kids…took all of my money…not like their not rich enough already…"
James and Jessica exchanged high fives and smirked.
"So Jessica!" James grinned. "Jessi, Jess, Jessica. We're all alone…"
"In an ice cream shop…" Jessi laughed.
"With nobody else…"
"And forty-seven flavors of ice-creamy goodness…"
They turned to the buckets of ice cream greedily. They were just about to dig in when a bell rang at the front of the store.
"What the bloody hell are you two doing here?" a voice bellowed.
The twins turned, and came face-to-face with…
"Sirius!"
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"Such strange books!" Mrs. Evans exclaimed. "The Beginners Guide to Transfiguration? Quidditch Through The Ages? One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi?"
Mr. Prewett smiled faintly.
"Yes," he said, "I imagine it's very hard to take in this quickly. Especially with no previous knowledge of the magical world."
They browsed through the shelves, picking up the volumes Lily would need for her classes. They had picked up every book she needed, and were about to pay, when Lily ran face-first into somebody. A boy. With long, greasy, hair.
"Sorry!" Lily exclaimed cheerfully. "Didn't watch where I was going…happens a lot, actually. My name's Lily Evans."
The boy glared at her coldly for a moment. "Mudblood!" he hissed, before walking away. Lily turned to Mr. Prewett, confused. He looked livid.
"What was that?" Mrs. Evans asked. "Mudblood? What is that supposed to mean?"
Mr. Prewett looked back at her.
"It's a very rude name for somebody who's, well, muggle-born. See, some people believe that magic should stay in all-magic families, or 'pure-bloods'. Very few people still have pure lines, however. I'm half, myself. The Potter family is one of the only pure-blood lines left. There are very few others, the Blacks, the Weasleys, and the Malfoys."
"So," Mr. Evans asked timidly. "Are all, er, pure-bloods like that boy?"
"Oh, heavens, no!" Mr. Prewett exclaimed. "The Potter family, for instance, their very nice to Muggles. The Weasleys are, too. In fact, I doubt you'll encounter much prejudice at Hogwarts. Not with Dumbledore as headmaster."
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James and Jessi faced Sirius.
"Us?" They asked. "What are YOU doing here?'
"Buying ice cream, of course!" Sirius answered. "I'd like a quadruple cone, two scoops of chocolate chocolate chip and one scoop of double-mint delight."
James laughed and handed Sirius the cone. "On me." He said. "Well, technically, on Rhett, but whatever."
Sirius licked the cone thoughtfully. "I was wondering," he said. "Would you two like to help me with a wonderfully wonderful prank?"
They were about to answer when the bell rang once more. A short, dumpy boy with thin blonde hair and watery blue eyes waddled in.
"Hey!" Jessi greeted. "Welcome to the ice cream store with the name I can't pronounce, what do you want?"
The boy glanced at the trio warily. "Er, double-scoop of rainbow, please."
James handed him the cone, the boy paid, and the door-bell rang once more. A tall, skinny, brown-haired boy walked in. He looked tired, and held a small bag of money in his right hand.
"You look like a chocolate person." James said. "Double scoop of chocolate fudge-ripple delight with chocolate sprinkles and chocolate whipped cream?"
He stared at James. "Er, yeah. How'd you know?"
James chuckled. "I've seen you in here a few times before. You always order the same thing."
The tired kid still looked wary.
Jessi shook her head. "He has an amazing memory." She explained. "It's the only difference between us, actually. It's kind of funny. James remembers anything and everything, like an elephant or whatever, and I can't remember what I had for breakfast today."
Sirius laughed. "Comes in handy, though. He can remember stuff from years ago, and he knows all these weird random facts about people."
The kid smiled now. He looked over to the corner, where the blonde boy sat, eating his ice cream. He hadn't been paying the slightest bit of attention, and seemed to be off in his own world.
Sirius stuck out his hand. "Sirius Black." He said. "Third-best Prankster in the world."
James and Jessi jumped over the counter at the same time, startling the tired kid.
"James-"
"-and Jessi-"
"-Potter."
Sirius grinned. "We're still trying to figure out which one of them is the best prankster, but they're definitely the first and second."
"Remus Lupin."
The quartet glanced over at the blonde boy. He looked up blankly.
"What's your name?" Jessi asked.
"Oh." He said. "Peter. Peter Pettigrew."
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"Alright then!" Mr. Prewett said, setting shopping bags down on the Evans' living-room floor. "I think we got everything. Wand, robes, books, cauldrons, owl. Here's your train ticket, it's Platform 9 ¾. Be sure to remember that, it's important."
Lily nodded. "9 ¾?" she asked. "But-"
Mr. Prewett had already left. Lily sighed and glanced at her parents, who shrugged. For the first time that day, Petunia spoke. Well, screamed, actually:
"I knew it! I just knew it!" she yelled. "There IS no Platform 9 ¾! It's all a joke; a hoax! None of that stuff is real! There IS no magic school, there's no classes, and there's no such thing as magic!"
She ran up the stairs loudly, and Lily heard a door slam.
"Lily, darling, don't mind her," Mrs. Evans said. "We'll go to King's Cross on September 1st, and see what happens then. That wand wasn't fake, I just know it."
She smiled soothingly at her daughter before rushing upstairs after Petunia. Mr. Evans patted Lily on the shoulder and strolled into the living room to watch the latest football match. Lily dragged her things upstairs to her room, and shut the door softly. She turned and glanced at her large tawny owl. He hooted softly, and nestled his head in his wing.
Lily smiled at her reflection in the mirror.
"Magic IS real," she whispered, and drifted off to sleep.
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"And then," Sirius laughed. "James goes, 'well I can't help it, Bella! You're just so pretty, even with that little red bump on your nose!' and Bella goes off running to check herself in the mirror! It was hysterical!"
Remus, Peter, and Jessi laughed hysterically. James shook his head, smiling.
"But seriously," Sirius said, wiping teats of mirth from his eyes, "Do you two have any pranks to pull?"
James and Jessi exchanged yet another look and grinned at their audience.
"Yes, Sirius," they said, "Yes we do."
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"Ready?" Jessi asked.
Remus, Peter, Sirius, and James nodded, holding their buckets up higher.
The quintet crouched on the roof of the ice cream store, each holding a large bucket.
"Now!" They yelled together.
Peter tipped his bucket first. Thick, gooey honey fell on top of three young kids. They stopped in their tracks and screamed, unable to move in the sticky goop.
Remus tipped his bucket next. This time, thick white glue was dumped onto the three peoples' heads. They screamed some more, and the five kids laughed.
Sirius practically threw the contents of his bucket over the rooftop. Colorful feathers floated down, and stuck to the glue and honey.
Jessi and James tipped their buckets together. Millions upon millions of sparkles covered the three kids, who looked up furiously.
"Sirius!" One yelled. "I'll get you for this, I swear!"
"Relax, Bella!" Sirius laughed, "It was just a joke."
The two others yelled curse words.
"Oh dear," James said. "Snape and Narcissa do have the NASTIEST tongues, don't they? W should sweeten that up a bit…"
And the last bucket was tipped. Rainbow-triple-fudge-swirl-vanilla-cocoa-blueberry-lime-coconut-pecan ice cream poured from the sky, drenching Narcissa, Bellatrix, Snape, and most of the street.
"And now," James said. "For the finishing touch-"
James, Jessi, and Sirius each dropped a cherry. They landed smack in the middle of the three children's' heads, and the other five kids ran off laughing.
"That was bloody brilliant!" Sirius laughed, as the kids scampered downstairs, to the main shop. "How do you two come up with that stuff?"
"It's a gift!" Jessi exclaimed.
"That was the coolest thing I've ever done!" Remus laughed.
"Totally!" said Peter.
"Guys…" James said, sounding very nervous indeed.
And the five kids stopped as they came face-to-face with Melinda Black, Lucinda Lupin, Laura Pettigrew, and Henry Potter.
"Uh-oh."
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A/N: Once again, it was fun while it lasted. Thanks for reading my longest chapter yet, you guys rock! Next chapter will be on the Hogwarts Express! Please review; I wrote seven whole pages for you guys!