Into a New World

Disclaimer: Same old thing. I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER.

James was sitting in his room looking out the window. It would be a great day for Quidditch, he thought. As he admired the perfect blue sky, a car pulled up to the house. A woman got out of the car followed by a boy.

The woman looked to be about forty years old, with long, wavy blond hair that fell to the middle of her back. She had large blue eyes that held a blankness that only some could see. She wore bright pink lip stick and mascara applied on so thickly, that someone could assume that she had painted her eyelashes.

The boy, who appeared to be the woman's son, had some similar features. He sported the same eyes as his mother, with the same blank look, though not as noticeable. His hair was also blond but it was much thinner. He was a bit chubby, and was in need of a favorite sport, shall we say?

James realized who they were and groaned. The Pedigrees. It wasn't that the Pettigrews were rude, or annoying, but there was something about them that always made another person feel awkward.

"Mum!" James yelled down the stairs. "I'm taking a nap!"

"No, James! The Pettigrews are here! Come down for tea!" James groaned again. It hadn't worked.

He pulled on some jeans along with a mint green button-down shirt. The shirt slightly showed of his muscles from playing Quidditch. Even though he was only eleven, James was very handsome.

James started down the stairs as he ruffled his hair. His mum hated it when he did that.

As James walked into the kitchen, his mother immediately steered him to a chair, and sat him down from across the boy.

"Hullo, Peter," James said. "How's your holiday been?"

"It's been great!" replied Peter excitedly. "I got my letter!"

"What?!" James yelled incredulously. "Mum! You never told me they were wizards! What were you playing at?"

"Well, um, James, we weren't exactly sure if, um, Peter was a wizard," explained Peter's mother.

"Oh, Helen," James' mother said as Peter turned a brilliant shade of red.

Still fuming, James turned to Peter while trying to calm himself down. When he regained his composure, James said, "Well done Peter! I would've never have thought it of you, but it did happen, so, congratulations!"

"Er, thanks James," Peter said uncertainly. James realized what he had done.

"Er, listen, Peter. Sorry about that. You're going to be a great wizard," James apologized.

James was cut off by his mother. Boys we've decided that we're going to go to Diagon Alley. All four of us," James' mother said. "James go get your allowance," she added as an afterthought. "Hurry!"

"Sh'up," mumbled Rose. Her alarm had just gone off. She rolled out of her bed. Rose had placed the alarm on the other side of the room so she would have to get up to turn it off.

Once Rose had turned the alarm off, she continued to get ready. She took a shower, got dressed, brushed her teeth, and combed her hair.

After she had finished, it was almost seven. She decided she had better go wake Lily up.

As she was walking up the stairs, she heard a noise down the hall. She wondered why Petunia was up earlier than usual. She usually didn't get up until seven-thirty to watch her favorite television show.

When Rose looked into the bathroom to question Petunia, she got a surprise. It was Lily.

"Lily! What are you doing up this early?"

"I'm getting ready to go to Diagon Alley," Lily said. "You know, that place that The Letter talks about?"

"Honey," Rose said gently. "I need to make breakfast first, and then we can go,"

"Okay. Thanks, mum," Lily replied. "Oh, mum, is dad home?"

"No, sweetie. Dad had to go in to work early. He had a patient he got called in for,"

"Oh," Lily looked crestfallen. "I wanted him to come with,"

"I know, honey. I know," Rose whispered as she walked down the stairs to start making breakfast.

"Come on James, Peter! We need to go!" James' mother called from the kitchen. "We have reservations at the restaurant! We can't be late!"

"Okay, Peter. I guess we have to go because 'we have reservations at the restaurant'," James said, imitating his mother. Peter laughed.

When the boys walked into the kitchen, James' mother ushered them towards the fire place.

"Oh, we're low on floo powder. We'll have to get more when we're in Diagon Alley," James' mother said. "All right then, James. You go first,"

James obeyed his mother, and stepped into the fireplace. he took a pinch of floo powder and dropped it. He yelled, "Diagon Alley," and vanished.

Things continued in this manner until Peter, his mother, and James' mother were all standing inside Flourish and Blotts.

"Well, since we're here, we may as well get their books," said Peter's mum.

The mothers rushed off in one direction, while the boys rushed off in another to get the books (not all for school).

"Mum, I think we're lost," Lily said.

"No, Lily. The directions say that we're supposed to be on this street. We turn her, and ..." she trailed off.

"Mum, what's wrong?"

The directions say it's supposed to be on the left, and it's not there..."

"Yes it is, mum," Lily contradicted. "It's right there. Come on, park the car!"

An exasperated and utterly confused Mrs. Evans got out of the car and onto the sidewalk.

Lily grabbed her mother's hand and dragged her along. "There it is mum! The Leaky Cauldron!"

"Lily, it's not there-," But right as she said it she had an unexpected image appear before her eyes.

There were wooden tables with various people scattered around them, and the floor was covered with years of grime.Behind the bar stood a man.

He looked to be in his mid-fifties. The man was bald with sparkling black eyes. "Scuse me," the barman yelled across the room," Will you be wanting anything? Butterbeer, firewhiskey, gillywater?"

"What's that?" Rose asked.

"Eh? Oh, you must be a 'Ogwarts student. You'll be wanting to know how to get to Diagon Alley?" He inquired.

"Er, yes," Lily said uncertainly.

"Follow me," he commanded. The two women followed the man to some rubbish bins by a brick wall.

The man tapped a certain brick several times with what looked to be a wooden stick, and moved aside. "M'name's Tom by the way. 'Ope you have a good stay,"

As he left, Lily turned around. She gasped and stepped into her new world.