Sorry about the wait! I've had a lot to do and was traveling this summer. And thank you for that review! I'll be going back and forth between Harry POV and James POV. This is really long. Ok so R&R please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Chapter 2. Misunderstanding
The dinner had continued, after vanishing the charred covering on the turkey that is, it was a little tense for James due to the fact that everyone was ignoring him. Everyone would give him one word answers or simply pretend to not have heard him and strike up a conversation with someone else. Several times throughout the dinner George would let a bark of laughter escape his lips, he would then pass this off as a cough.
It wasn't until that evening that something happened. Harry, Ginny, Albus, Lily, and James were some of the last to leave, once they all arrived home Harry rounded on James. "Room. Now," was all Harry managed. James turned and ran to his room in fear that if he stayed any longer his punishment could be worse. Once there he started pacing.
I wonder if this is my punishment, James thought. Surly not though because my father was by far more angry earlier. Though maybe he just doesn't know what to do anymore. Maybe he's given up, he's already done everything he can to punish me. Hasn't he?
Meanwhile, downstairs Harry was also pacing. Albus and Lily had gone to their respective rooms to do who knows what. "… was he thinking? Fireworks? Ugh, I don't know what to do anymore!" Harry through his hands up in frustration. Ginny looked at him sympathetically. "Well my mother"- she started to say but Harry cut her off. "Your mother, bless her, she had twice the trouble with Fred and George. Speaking of I really need to talk to him about what he sells and who he sells his products to!"
"As I was saying, my mother had plenty of trouble with Fred and George, so why not ask her for advice," Ginny said, smiling slightly.
"Why didn't I think of that?
It wasn't until late that night, when his parents had gone to bed along with everyone else that James snuck out of his bedroom to get a snack. As he was passing his parents' bedroom he heard his father's voice drifting into the hall. James kept going thinking nothing of it until he heard his name. He stopped to listen.
"What do you think we should do, Gin?" his father's voice drifted into the hall. "I don't know. I mean I'm not sure whether this is like James or not," Ginny replied truthfully. "Do you think we should give him the ultimatum or would that be too much?"
His parents were silent for a few minutes so James was about to move on when Harry suddenly exclaimed loudly.
"I've got it!" Ginny looked at him expectantly, "Well?"
James pressed his ear hard against the door, so hard it hurt, listening to his death sentence.
"Send him to my Aunt and Uncle!"
At that moment the world came crashing down around him. They're going to send me to my magic hating, good for nothing, evil Great Aunt and Uncle. This is. Going. To be. Torture. Kill me now.