It had been almost nine years since he had adopted Neela into his house. Of course her and Nora were best friends, they were attached at the hip James thought. She had been beaten up and bruised from her five long years in a group home, yet what had startled James the most was her magic. While Nora learned how to do moderately funny things such as making the meatloaf that James made disappear or being able to close her eyes and make hers and Neelas' dresses change color. Neela seemed to be the prankster, the one with darker magic. She had learned how to make things fly just by looking at them which had caused numerous calls from numerous nannies to James office explaining how his children were heathens of the devil. Of course James thought to himself "If they knew my boss, they'd know my children aren't nearly as bad as the devil" James chuckled at this thought. But, he was now sitting up in the headmasters office of Salem School of Witchcraft and Sorcery, the office was quiet dull and James noticed that Weebles the headmaster must be having a hard time again, because he had three empty containers of cigarettes sitting on his desk.
"Aww" James said to himself while leaning back in the chair "Those girls are going to give Weeble lung cancer before he even turns forty" James was of course talking about his girls. They had probably been up in Headmaster Weeble's office more times in their past three years here than James and Sirius had been in Dumbledore's office in all seven years.
"Those God damn girls! I'm telling you this is the end. I'm done he can take them somewhere else for all I care!" wheezed Weeble in the background James could hear a muffled voice.
"But, sir those girls are only having a little fun. Plus, I mean look at it this way. Without them we lose all the Quidditch money and a vast amount of students who are only coming here because Salem has become a world renowned school due to those girls Quidditch skills." It sounded like Veronica, the girls charm teacher.
"I don't give a damn if we go back down to twenty students Veronica! I just want those girls out! For god sakes what am I suppose to tell Milly's parents when they come and find their daughter is a horse, which acts like a frog, but barks like a dog? YOU TELL ME!" Weeble screamed at the top of his lungs.
James snorted, only his girls he thought only his could be that mean that vindictive and turn that poor girl into a horse that acted like a frog, but barks like a dog. But, at that moment James was saved from laughing by Weeble storming in. He looked different than the last time James had seen him. Weeble was usually a short man who was pretty stout to put it nicely, and had what was brown hair four years ago was now grayish. Yet, on this occasion Weeble looked identical to a Weeble Wobble; red trousers with a white t-shirt underneath and with the lettering on the back of his trousers saying "Weebles Wobble but they don't fall down." James looked over at Veronica who was shaking her head and putting a finger to her lips as she shut the door behind Weeble.
"YOUR GIRLS ARE THE MOST DESPICABLE VILE CREATURES I HAVE EVER MET!!!" Weeble yelled out
"They have caused hate and discontent to run this school, they have no regard for teachers, they prank, they cheat, they have broken ever rule in the rule book, they feel they can run the school based on the fact that Quidditch Weekly says they are the top chasers in the country. AND I AM SICK OF IT! They are out! Out I say Mr. Pryor I have tried everything with them everything I say! From detention to talks with you to corporal punishment! For Merlin sakes Mr. Pryor I think they have cleaned the entire building more times than my house elves have." Weeble at this point was as red as his trousers and panting
"You mean" James said quietly "You have gotten new house elves, since my daughters helped them lead that revolt against the way you treat them?" he could only imagine what the response was going to be from Weeble, but he had come to the conclusion that he would have to find the girls another school to go to, so he thought why not rub it in a little bit?
"ARGH!!!! Yes, I have gotten new ones Mr. Pryor and I have gotten new windows for the ones they broke! And I've gotten non suicidal jumper thing-a-ma-jigs on my stairs now, so your girls won't jump off them making us all thinking they are going to kill themselves only to be stopped by the charm that was put on this school hundreds of years ago to stop children from doing that! I have gotten new floors for the ones they scorched when they brought that dragon in! I have finally gotten rid of that DAMN Poltergeist that they brought in! WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO GO ON MR. PRYOR??" Weeble screamed. James decided to stop while he was ahead, he knew this rant like the back of his hand he had heard it a thousand times, and that wasn't an exaggeration either and if he kept Mr. Weeble going on his rant he'd probably have to watch Weeble have a heart attack in front of him, which was something James wasn't keen on seeing.
"Well, if that's it then where are my girls? I will pick them and next year they will go to a different school." James said, again calmly trying to hold the laughter back in his voice.
"They are doing their last and final detention here at Salem they are washing the floors down in the Dining hall so that tonight when we have our huge gala the floors will be transparent." Weeble said his voice was coming down more now, but James knew that one more small strand on the camel's back would cause Weeble to jump off the deep end. Again.
"I can take him down there sir to pick the girls up?" Veronica said it was the first time she had spoken since she had walked in the room with Weeble and she too sounded like she was holding back her laughter to.
"Very well, take him downstairs" Weeble sighed. Veronica nodded and then opened the door "Mr. Pryor I presume you know the way?"
"Yes, of course I do. And thank you Weeble for putting up with them this long, you know I'm amazed they're leaving and not you." James said. He only got a death stare from Weeble before leaving the room. As they were walking down the stairs to go get Nora and Neela Veronica broke the silence.
"You know, your girls are exceptionally smart, brilliant far beyond their years in magic. It's probably the reason they act like they do." Veronica said quietly
"I know" James said he had learned long ago that Veronica, hated when people tried to give explanations.
"So I've taken it into my own hands to find your daughters a school to go to next year." James was about to protest when Veronica stopped in the middle of the hallway and stuck her hand up.
"Now you listen here James Pryor, with your girls' records. It doesn't matter how much money you have in your bank account very few schools are going to take them. So I pulled some strings and I got them into what I believe to be the best wizarding school in the English speaking world." James knew where this was going, and he knew he had no way out of it. His past was finally going to catch up to him.
"I got them into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the charms teacher there owed me a favor and he vouched for them. Of course this school is a boarding school so your girls will be there every day except for holidays" Veronica said she was watching James reaction and it wasn't one that should have been coming from a Muggle father. He looked as if she had just told him that his daughters were dead or worse had killed somebody and were going to prison.
"James? Please enlighten me onto why Hogwarts is a no go for your daughters?" Veronica snapped. If he said no she thought, she was going to kill him it took so much of her power and having to play into so many political games to get those girls to Hogwarts, they were going whether or not James liked the idea.
"It's just" James said he was trying to find a good reason. He couldn't tell Veronica the truth, yet he couldn't say anything bad about the school. He was supposed to be a Muggle for crying out loud.
"They are going James that is final. Move your business I know you can, or retire you've got enough money to do that to. But, school starts on September 1 for them, the headmaster has already said he would come personally to your home and sort the girls. "Veronica said "Now here are the girls they are right through this door, I've already sent over there file cabinet to Hogwarts. So all you have to do is be in London on September 1 to send your daughters off to school." All James could do was nod his head; he knew he was in for some deep shit.