We arrived at Hogwarts and greeting us was Argus Filch, the old caretaker.
"Potter." He grumbled. He directed us to McGonagall's office. The door opened and sitting at a desk was Minerva McGonagall and our son, James.
"Professor-" I started. Immediately I repaired what I had said.
"Minerva," I corrected, "I don't know what James could have possibly done but-"
"Nice to see you too Potter." McGonagall cut me off.
"Minerva, what did James do?" I asked.
"Dad, I'm right here. Why don't you just ask me?" James sassed.
"Why don't I ask you?" I said to him. "Well because I'm afraid you wouldn't tell the truth. I've longed for a letter from Hogwarts and I finally get one. But it is because you are in trouble, AGAIN. "
"So, Minerva," I directed my attention to Minerva, "WHAT did he do?" I began to get angry with her.
"Potter, calm down. James played a prank on a few students. He gave them a bottle of Puking Pastilles and said they were Sugar Hexes. All three were sent to the infirmary." She explained. I must have looked extremely angry because Minerva tried to calm me down.
"Please just sign this form and we can release James from detention." Minerva said. I reluctantly signed the form and headed out the door.
"Hello Potter." A man said. I turned around. It was HIM.