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Reviews: GrlWithoutAName- The older brother comes in handy because cannon Harry was so screwed over, he had the weight of the world on his shoulders and he couldn't even turn to his friends because they never went through what he did so James is that person he can count on, I'm easier on Jason than Rowling was on Harry. As for changing things up, I try to keep within reason, obviously Jason may act like Harry at times, but he's a different person, he had a different life, so different friends and wand makes sense to me, but I'm glad you like it too! sunkissed47- Thanks for the review, and this may be Harry/Ginny, and there will be dating later on, but honestly, I'm doing this as I go, I really have no clue. Dramione101- Yes, Neville is replacing Ron in the story, there will be more of that in this chapter, but a spoiler- Neville will become more like DH Neville a lot sooner than in cannon simply because he has more outgoing friends to help him mature like he did in his seventh year. Pheonixi77-All in good time; and this chapter is Jason and Dumbledore's first meeting so read on to find out! Tabbycat1220-Thank you for the kind words and here you go! Piper93- You're too kind… anyway, here's a new chapter for you because reviews make me happy and when I'm happy I write my story.
This Chapter: Jason and Dumbledore have their first encounter during his Sorting and Jason meets his dorm mates.
"The Chronicles of Fayt"
Weak and Powerless
Jason Black's POV
The Great Hall, Hogwarts
September 1st, 1991
He walked into the Great Hall and stared at the ceiling as storm clouds rumbled overhead and rain plummeted towards him, only to disappear about twenty feet over head. He walked forward towards a stool in the middle of the hall that was near the professor's table where a ridiculous looking old man in purple velvet robes with silver stars on them, half circle glasses and a beard long enough to his belt sat.
"Come up to the stool and place the hat on your head when I call your name." McGonagall called out to them. When the words finished leaving her mouth a rip in the brim of the old ugly hat open up and the hat started to sing a song about all of the Houses traits and qualities, he assumed this was to tell muggleborns about the Houses. The hall burst into polite applause when the hat finished and the transfiguration professor started calling out names in alphabetical order by last name. "Abbot, Hannah." Was the first to be sorted in his year. Three people later she called out his name. "Black, Jason." He walked forward among whispers. "I thought the Black name was dead? Regulus Black died and Sirius Black is in prison, but, do you think he's that murder's son? He's the right age." Was one of the many whispered conversations going on around him. He walked forward trying to ignore them and figure out why he was so interesting to them. He sat on the stool, a little put off by the whispers and stares but was freaked out when a voice started whispering in his ear. "Jason Black eh, we both know that's not your real name boy, I would go tell the headmaster as I should-"
"NO!" He whispered fiercely to the hat.
"Relax, I won't, but I should, you're not allowed to attend Hogwarts under false names Harry Potter." The Hat said in his ear. "But, the Headmaster doesn't need to know until you're older; I'll leave it to you to tell him in your own time Mr. Black. But, you need to be sorted know don't you? Let's see, plenty brave, loyal too, cunning and ambitious as well. But, you are incredibly smart and level-headed, not fool-hardy like your father could be; he was a genius like you, just lazy, you're more like your mother though, I only put her in Gryffindor because her friends were in there already, should have been a Ravenclaw you know." The hat told him and he grinned at the praise and comparison of him to his parents. "Hmm, let's see, you consider James Thompson your big brother of sorts? Interesting, you two both grew up in an orphanage? It's been a while since a child from an orphanage came here before he showed up, just about fifty years or so." The hat said. "Now, I think that's enough chit-chat, you should clearly be in RAVENCLAW!" The last word was yelled to the entire hall and polite applause broke out from the Ravenclaws and from about half the Hufflepuffs while the Gryffindors and Slytherins all out glared at him. He grew uncomfortable under the glares so he hurried over to his proudly grinning brother who was torn between grinning hugely at him and returning the glares sent tenfold at any person who dared even think of messing with him. He sat next to his brother and his friends and waved at Hermione and Neville who were still standing in the line of people to be Sorted. He flashed them an encouraging grin and turned back to James.
"Why did everybody whisper and glare at me?" He demanded of his brother who just looked back, just as confused as he was and shrugged his shoulders.
"I dunno little man."
"I do." One of his friends said. "Thomas Warren, I'm not related to the Warren in Slytherin by the way." He added. "But, everyone thinks you're related to Sirius Black, the man who led to the deaths of James and Lily Potter, Peter Pettigrew and thirteen muggles, all of them innocent bystanders. What's weird is when Aurors showed up he only laughed his arse off, crazy that one is." Thomas explained. "That's why people were being all weird to you, but when they find out your past, it'll all blow over, people will forget they ever had unexplained burning hate for you and wanted to lynch you publicly!" He said cheerily as he grinned hugely.
"Gee… thanks for the encouragement." He said glumly.
"Granger, Hermione." The professor called out. He turned to see her arguing with the hat over her placement and he wondered where the hat was trying to place her that she didn't want to go, he hadn't even said anything about where he wanted to go, maybe that's because the hat agreed with him, that he would do well in Ravenclaw?
"RAVENCLAW!" The hat barked out and Hermione smiled brightly and practically danced over to him and sat down.
"The hat kept insisting I would do well in Gryffindor but that atrocious Weasley boy was telling everybody that was within twenty feet of him that you were the bastard son of some mass murderer named Sirius Black and that you were going to kill us all, and that he was going into Gryffindor because all his family was in there, so I picked Ravenclaw instead!" She finished, eyes bright with excitement.
"Some bloody idiot is saying that? My god, this makes this a lot worse, people are going to believe him! Damn, Sorry Jason, I'll fix this, I'll just make sure everybody knows how you were just dropped off, no note, no name, no history. It's bound to get out eventually, things like this do." James said, looking angry. "By the end of the week, that Weasley better learn to shut his trap or he's gonna be dealing with me." James swore as he cracked his knuckles menacingly.
"Don't worry, I'll deal with him." He said, he wasn't going to let James fight his battles, especially when he was more than willing and capable of fighting them, hell, he was looking forward to it.
"Longbottom, Neville." Was called out and he walked shakily to the stool and he glanced over at them, and he shot a reassuring smile at his new friend who was clearly terrified of the Sorting. After about thirty seconds a verdict was reached. "RAVENCLAW!" Was shouted out and the whole table broke out in applause for him. Neville grinned and walked over to the table and sat across from him.
"The hat let me choose, well, I think it did because it kept telling me that my grandmother would be proud of me if I was in Gryffindor, then I told it that I wanted to be in Ravenclaw, and it said my parents would be proud of me for being in Ravenclaw. The Ravenclaw part was shouted out though." Neville said in one long excited breath.
"Really? The hat wanted to put me in Gryffindor too!" Hermione told him.
"The hat just talked to me about my parents and James and the orphanage, we never talked about where I wanted to go, and it just put me in Ravenclaw no questions asked." He told everybody.
"Really little man? The hat wanted to put me in Hufflepuff, but I think the hat has a sense of humor because he told me I was right, I shouldn't be in Hufflepuff, that I probably end up eating them in the middle of the night." James said laughing.
"The hat said you'd eat the Puffers?" One of his friends said laughing as well.
"Yep, I guess I'm too tuff for them." He said, puffing out his chest proudly as he tried, and failed, to strike something like a heroic pose while sitting down. It made him look like an ass in his opinion, or a bit like Captain Morgan.
The laughing and joking went on until the last person, Blaise Zambini, was Sorted into Slytherin and the stool and Sorting Hat were taken into a room off the hall and behind the teachers table. Dumbledore stood and looked at the hall. "Before we eat, I have few announcements to make, The Forbidden Forest is just that, Forbidden. Also, the list of banned items now includes Fanged Frisbees and Filibuster's Fabulous No Heat Wet Start Fireworks, for the whole list, see Mr. Filtch's office door. New this year, the third floor corridor is off limits to all who don't wish to die a very painful and horrific death." Dumbledore said gravely. "Now, a few fords before we eat, Nitwit, Oddment, Blubber, Tweak!" The now in his opinion, crazy old man, clapped his hands and the table before him was instantly filled with an array of delicious smelling foods, roasts and mashed potatoes. He grabbed a couple pieces of the roast and several spoonfuls of the mashed potatoes and then poured gravy over top of all of it as several of the girls looked at him like he was crazy. Ignoring them he started to eat, after all, what could he say? He was a growing boy and the food was really, really, really damn good, besides, he was hungry! After he was done gorging himself on that he grabbed two rolls and a chicken drumstick.
"Dude, save some room for dessert you fucking pig!" James told him, he really had no room to talk though, after all, he'd eaten more food. Just then the food disappeared, good thing he'd finished the drumstick, but he'd only gotten one of the rolls… the other one was vanished with the rest of the food… The loss of his roll was quickly remedied though by the appearance of a ton of desserts, puddings and pies, ice cream and god knows what else was there. He then grabbed a piece of apple pie and a piece of the pumpkin along with some of the puddings. When he was done stuffing himself full of food he groaned, he ate too much, but it tasted really good, so it was worth it, really, truly, was worth the pain he was in right now.
"You are such a pig, Jason." Hermione told him. "Maybe next time you won't stuff yourself so much you almost explode." She told him.
"Mmm, no, the food was too good to not eat that much, besides, I'll live Hermione." He told his brand new friend.
"Just because you'll live doesn't mean you should do it Jason." She told him as she gave him a stern look.
"Yeah, but I'll be fine tomorrow, so it's all good."
"Arghh, you really are frustrating Jason you stupid git." Hermione mumbled under her breath.
"Well, umm, yeah, I guess I can be, but whatever, you still love me because I'm so damn good looking and hot you are secretly madly in love with me so it's all good 'Mione." He said while slinging and arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to him while giving her his best smile, it always got him out of trouble, he was proud of it, he looked so damn cute and adorable when he did it. I love how people love me. It makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.
"Jason you idiot get off." She said, and he gaped.
"Oh god James," He said looking at his brother. "She's immune to my smile! My oh-so-adorable smile!" He said, in mock horror. "What the hell am I supposed to do now! That smile got me everything! Free ice cream, free food, out of trouble, hell, Mrs. Stafford wasn't even mad at us when I got my Mohawk because I looked so damnably cute she couldn't be mad at us! That smile saved my ass and she's immune…." He said as he pouted, arms crossed over his chest.
"Damn, this is a problem, that smile saved my ass too." James said looking incredibly dejected and sad. "This is a sad, sad day, we no longer have our get out of jail free card anymore! We are so screwed over now."
"Hmm, it is just her though, it still works on other people. Besides, it isn't like she can get us in trouble, the teachers do that." He pointed out.
"You are right little dude, it still works on other people." James agreed. "We can still get out of trouble." James slung an arm around my shoulder. "Our reign of terror can still work."
Dumbledore then stood and they all looked over at him. "Now, I know you are all looking forward to the warm beds that await you, but before you go off, we need to sing the Hogwarts school song, pick any tune you want!" He told them as he waved his wand, causing words to appear in the air.
"Hey James, want to rap?" He asked laughing.
"That is a damn good idea Jason." James said laughing too.
"One the count of three!" Dumbledore said loudly. "ONE! TWO! THREE!" They both started rapping after that and they could barely finish the song and by the end they were both crying from laughter and everyone around them was laughing as well, after all, who didn't laugh when somebody started rapping, "Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Hoggy Hogwarts."? They were dismissed shortly after two red-headed twins in Gryffindor finished the song to what sounded vaguely like a funeral dirge. Or maybe a funeral march. What's the difference anyway?
"Ah, thank you Misters Weasley, and Mr. Thompson and Mr. Black as well, your songs were, entertaining, to say the least." Dumbledore said chuckling. "You are all dismissed, first years follow your prefects!" Dumbledore said over the sound of people leaving the Hall to get to bed.
"C'mon shorties! C'mon all you little midgets! Follow me!" One of James' friends yelled.
"Hey!" James said smacking the guy on the head. "Don't make fun of Jason!"
"Yeah!" He said to the guy. "That's his job." He said right as James said. "That's my job!"
"All right, but still, I know the password!"
"No you do not, nobody knows it you retarded monkey and you know it! It changes all the time." James said to his apparently retarded monkey of a friend.
"So? I can still keep you out of the Common Room, I'm bigger than you!" The friend said as he roughly shoved James into a wall. James smacked the guy on the head in retaliation.
"That may be true… but my wand is bigger than your wand Nick." He said smirking at the other guy who glared at James and his insult to his, umm, "wand."
"I think I'm a bit more skilled with my wand, after all, mine gets used more often." Nick said smirking, challenging James.
"Really? Using your wand is one thing, but how many other people have used your wand? Because playing with your wand means absolutely nothing if you don't… share." James said smirking this time.
"All right you two, stop talking about your wands, please try and pretend to be mature, I know that may be hard for you two but, try." A girl with long black hair said as she glared at both Nick and James who had the decency to pretend to look a little bit sorry.
"All right Ashley, well be good… for now." James said, winking at her. "Later, I don't think you want me to be good, unless you're not into that, but I can be into that if you want me to be." He said shamelessly.
"You are such a pig sometimes James." She said glaring at him. The group ahead stopped in front of a statue.
"This is the entrance to the Common Room, remember where it is First Years, if you get lost, ask another older student with the Ravenclaw badge, well, don't ask him." Nick said pointing to James. "He's stupid and will give you bad directions because he's mean and nasty and doesn't like small children." James looked offended for a second before nodding.
"I only gave them directions the astronomy tower once and you shouldn't have been making out up there, besides, I had no clue you were up there Nick." James said, trying to defend himself, and failing miserably as some students laughed at them.
"Anyway, this is how you get in to the Common Room." Nick said as he walked over to the statue.
"What has no beginning or end?" The statue asked Nick.
"A phoenix's life!" He said and a few people stared at him, surprised he gave the answer.
"I was thinking a circle, but I like your answer better, I have to remember that one." The statue said to him as it moved to let them enter.
"Nice one Jason." James said to him as they walked into the Common Room.
"This is the Ravenclaw Common Room." Nick called out loudly. "The boy's dorm rooms are the right, the girls, you go to the left. Before you go, one thing, you are all expected to do well in class, all of you, minus James, were put in here for a reason, do well in class, act smart. We all have an image to upkeep!" Nick said. "Now go to bed, all of you! Scram!" With that he trudged up the stairs and went in the Room that had a silver plaque reading "First Years" in flowing fancy blue handwriting that was etched into the plaque. Going inside there was a dark blue, almost black plush carpet and around the room there were five four poster beds in the room, each one had blue and silver hangings and they seemed to be carved out of ebony wood. Next to them there were a night stand and a desk. Their trunks were already here and he grabbed his sleep pants and an old shirt and went to the bathroom to change. Walking back out the rest of his dorm mates had arrived and were waiting to go in the bathroom to change like he had. He walked over to his bed and flopped face down on the obscenely comfortable bed and closed his eyes. A few minutes later all his dorm mates had finished changing and were talking quietly.
"Hey, I think we should all introduce ourselves because I don't know most of you people and we're going to be spending a lot of time together over the next seven years on boy suggested. I'll start, I'm David Morrison, I'm muggleborn and never knew that magic existed until a couple of months ago so this is all really new to me." He said.
"I'm Terry Boot, I'm half-blood, umm, my dad is a muggle and my mum is a witch, I've always know about magic, and my mum was a Ravenclaw too." Terry said.
"Umm, well, I'm Jason Black, and I'm not related to Sirius Black like everybody thinks, I was dropped off at the orphanage I still live at when I was a year old, with no name, they just made mine up. I also have the coolest birthday in the world, October 31st because that was the day I was dropped off at the orphanage." He told everyone. "So, yeah. That's about it." I'll keep my metamorph-y-ness to myself thank you very much. "And, I don't know pureblood or muggleborn or half-blood. I wish I knew who my parents were."
"Wait, you have no relation to Sirius Black?" Terry asked.
"Yeah." He told him. "No relation at all."
"What a relief, I was like, thinking you were some murderer or something dude, no offense or anything." Terry told him, looking very sheepish for thinking he was going to kill them all. Which I still might. I can be cranky sometimes.
"Well, I'm Neville Longbottom, pureblood, I live with my Grandmother and I'm into herbology." Neville said quietly.
"Longbottom? You related to the aurors Frank and Alice?" One guy asked.
"Yeah, those are my mum and dad." Neville said looking uncomfortable.
"I'm Damian Watts, my dad was on the team that caught Bellatrix, Rudolphus and Rabastian Lestrange as well as Barty Crouch Jr. Sorry about your parents mate, they were my dad's friends on the force, they went down swinging." Damian told Neville. "I've heard a lot of stories where they saved his life or helped him out a lot. His biggest regret is he couldn't do the same for them when they needed it most."
"Well, this is really fun and all but I'm tired as hell." He told the guys in his dorm seeing that Neville was looking very uncomfortable when that Damian guy mentioned his parents. "I think we should all go to bed." The other guys all seemed to think that was a good idea and soon the only sound in the dorm was the deep breathing of the other guys in his dorm, not long after he fell asleep, still wondering why Neville seemed so weird when people mention his mum and dad.
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