Falls On Me: Chapter One
A Strange Dream and A Surprise
"So you think you can fight me, eh, Potter?" the chilling voice in his dream jeered.
"I can and I will fight you, Voldemort! I don't know if I'll win or not, but I'll die for my family!" roared James, heroically.
"Aww...how touching." said Voldemort, smirking.
"Expelliarmus!" shouted James.
Voldemort deflected it easily, of course. "Stupefy!" said Voldemort lazily.
James just managed to dodge it in time. Voldemort laughed a cruel, harsh laugh.
"Clever one, aren't you, Potter?" he sneered. "Wouldn't it be lovely to put you under the Imperius so that you can kill the nasty Mudblood and half blood baby yourself? Hmm...that'd certainly be interesting to watch."
"How dare you!" roared James. "Stupefy!" he tried again.
Voldemort deflected it again and cried, "Sectumsempra!"
The curse flew past his right cheek, barely touching it but powerful enough to make a long gash there which started to bleed severely. It hit the mirror behind him, which shattered, causing tiny pieces of glass to embed themselves in the flesh of his back. He winced as the force of the spell made him stagger backwards.
Voldemort seized his chance at once, "Petrificus Totalus!" This time it hit James squarely in the chest, making him go rigid. He fell to the floor a determined expression on his handsome, frozen face.
"Potter, Potter, Potter...when you ever learn? I gave you the chance to join me, the chance to be one of my followers but you refused. None of this would have happened if you said yes." he said to James. Although he was frozen and rigid, he could still see and hear everything that Voldemort was saying. If he weren't petrified, he would have been shaking with rage, but right now a feeling of fear and dread was coming upon him. This was it. He was going to die, he knew it. He could see Sirius, Harry, Lily, Remus and Peter in his minds eye. He would never see them again. "Now you're lying there, helpless on the floor while I'll go off to kill the filthy Mudblood and your son. But first, Potter...I'm going to kill you. Avada Kedavra!"
The jet of green light rushed to meet James, hitting him before he could even realize what was happening. For a split second he felt pain past endurance, pain greater then he could ever imagine. And then everything was black.
James sat up in his bed, drenched in sweat. His blankets were wrapped around him tightly. He was shivering, though he didn't know why. 'It was only a dream...only a dream.' he told himself. He untangled himself from the blankets around him and went to the bathroom. He turned on the cold-water tap and splashed it on his face. He looked up in the mirror to see that his normally bright and cheerful eyes were dark and scared looking. And to his immense surprise and confusion, there was a scar on his right cheek. A light scar, but a scar nevertheless. He shook his vigorously. 'You're imagining things, James.' he told himself. He walked back to his bed, buried himself under the covers and fell fast asleep.
A few hours James awoke again to find a huge lump sitting on top of him and bouncing up and down. "Wake up Jamsie-poo! Wake up, wake up, wake up!" said a bright and cheery voice. Of course it was Sirius. Who else came to his bed and sat on top of him, bouncing up and down until he woke up?
"Gerrof!" he mumbled, trying to push Sirius off him. "Lemme sleep!"
"Well good morning to you, too, Sunshine!" replied Sirius. "C'mon, it's time to get up!"
James ignored him and tried to close his eyes to fall asleep again.
"C'mon, mate! You're mum's taking us to Diagon Alley today! She wants to leave at twelve o'clock and right now it's eleven so you better get up! Oh yeah, the Hogwarts letters have arrived, too! Get up you lazy lump!" Sirius bounced on top of him even harder then before.
"Okay, okay! I'm up!" James said crankily. He sat up and Sirius fell off the bed with a muffled "ouch." He sprung up again and grinned.
"About time!" said Sirius. "Hurry up and get ready, we have to leave! Oh yeah, I'll go get the letters while your doing that." he ran off downstairs.
James shook his head a got into the shower. The warm jets of water were soothing and relaxing, especially after the terrifying dream he had last night. 'Should I tell Sirius?' he wondered. 'Naah, it was only a silly dream. He'll think I'm a coward.' he resolved. 'But what about the scar on your cheek?' asked another voice in his head...a voice that was usually right. 'It barely shows. You can only see it of you know what your looking for.' the other voice responded. He wouldn't tell Sirius...he wouldn't tell anyone. It was only a dream, after all. But little did he know, it was much more then just that.
When he came out of the bathroom he saw Sirius waiting for him with the Hogwarts letter in his hand.
"Here's yours." he said, tossing James' letter to him. It felt slightly heavier then usual but James ignored that and ripped the envelope open. He gasped when a shiny badge fell out of it and into his hand. It was red and gold and had the letters "HB" engraved in the middle. He stared at it, stunned. There must have been some kind of mistake. They probably sent Remus' letter to him on accident. He took out the letter, which read:
Dear Mister Potter,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to be Head Boy this year. As you know, this comes with many responsibilities and I ask you to handle them properly so that I don't regret giving you this privilege. On September 1st, you will meet the Head Girl in the Head Compartment when you first board the train. There you will meet the rest of the Prefects and assign them their patrol times and any other duties. You will also have to arrange the Hogsmead dates with the Head Girl.
If you would be so kind, I would really appreciate it if you could come to my office after the feast on the same day. There are things that I need to discuss with you and the Head Girl.
See you on September 1st!
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
P.S. Lemon drops are very tasty, don't you agree?
James gaped at the letter, mouth open. He was Head Boy? That just wasn't possible! Who in their right mind would choose him to be Head Boy?
"What's up?" asked Sirius, walking over to him. When he saw the badge in James' hand, his jaw dropped. "Head Boy? Was there some mistake? I thought it would go to Remus, for sure!" he said incredulously. Then he grinned.
James still stood frozen. "Head Boy, Prongs! Head Boy! That's amazing! You can punish the Slytherins whenever you want! You get all those special privileges!" He shook James and yanked his fist in the air. "This is great!"
A wide grin spread slowly across James' face. If he was Head Boy, who was Head Girl? It would either be Elizabeth Vance or Lily Evans. The other girls in his year were all idiots. Lily Evans! Would that be grand if it was her? He would have a chance to spend all that time with her!
"Sirius! If I'm Head Boy, that means Evans or Vance will be Head Girl!" he said excitedly. "It's gonna be Evans, I know it!"
Sirius thumped him on the back enthusiastically. "Congratulations, mate! C'mon, you're mum will be thrilled!" he grabbed his arm and dragged him downstairs before he could protest.
"Mrs. Potter! Mrs. Potter! Guess what?" asked Sirius, running up to her like an excited child.
Emily Potter smiled at his excitement. She was a kind looking woman with hazel eyes very similar to James'. "You can call me mum, darling." she reminded him. Sirius smiled; if this was what having a family was like, he really loved it.
"Alright, Mum. But guess what?" he asked again.
"What, Sirius?"
"Our little Jamsie-poo is Head Boy! Head Boy! Isn't that a miracle! Who would've made Jamsie Head Boy? Well, Dumbledore of course...hmm...I always thought he was off his rocker! But isn't that amazing? Jamsie-poo is Head Boy, Jamsie-poo is Head Boy, Jamsie-poo is Head Boy!" he chanted, knowing that it would annoy James.
"Sirius don't call me that!" he said before his mum ran over to him and hugged him so tightly he could barely breathe. "My little Jamie is Head Boy! Isn't that just grand? Wait till I tell you're father! He'll be ever so pleased!" she said happily, kissing him all over his face. James was laughing and unsuccessfully trying to push her away.
"Jamsie-poo is Head Boy, Jamsie-poo is Head Boy, Jamsie-poo is Head Boy!" Sirius was still chanting.
"As a treat, we'll all go out to dinner tonight! Oh, this is wonderful, Jamie! Wonderful! I'm so proud of you!"
"Jamsie-poo is Head Boy, Jamsie-poo is Head Boy, Jamsie-poo is Head Boy!"
"Sirius, shut up!"
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Author's Note: Yeah, I know, it's not the best chapter on Earth, but hey, at least it's something. Sorry, it's pretty short, too. Though, the next one should be out soon, so stay tuned!
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