Now, with this chapter, I kind of lost incentive. So, if you review, I will probably update more frequently. On with the chapter…. Oh, and REVIEW! Please, because I want to know you are reading!
Chapter 5
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Dumbledore's Office
"Harry, we have to go to your aunt and uncle's house. Hagrid will look after you, at your house. Lets go."
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Potter's EX-Manor
"OK, so let's see what the house looks like . . . There's Emmaline or Lily, as it looks anyway. Hmm . . . and James, wait no, Fabian. (A/N: sorry to make Albus seem so heartless, but he is used to death and destruction by now.) Good thing that Polyjuice Potion doesn't wear off when you die . . .
"Well. Harry . . . let's give you a bottle and make this look more believable . . . OK, let's knock down this wall and blow up this chair. Oh! I wonder what this button does? OK, not going to do that again anytime soon." thought Albus, when the roof collapsed in several places.
"Now Harry, why don't you just lay in bed for me? Good boy, and I'll send Hagrid right over . . ."
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Hogwarts; Hagrid's Hut
"Hagrid. Hagrid!" called Dumbledore.
"Yes, Sir?"
"Hagrid, I have received word that the Potters have been found. I would like for you to go to the house to see if they are OK, then at around 1:30 in the morning, I want you to meet me at Privet Drive, understood?"
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore, sir."
"Thank-you, Hagrid. See you soon."
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Potter EX-Manor . . . Again
"Oh, my golly! Look, what happened here? I hope there alright . . ." thought a worried Hagrid.
"Lily! James!" he called.
No reply.
Again. "LILY, JAMES! THIS AIN'T FUNNY"
Again, no reply. So, he started to search through the rubble to find the dead remains of what looked to be Lily and James Potter.
"Oh, no! Where's 'Arry?" he thought, but his question was answered when he heard a cry in the next room.
"Oh, 'Arry! I'm so glad yer alright. Come 'ere, come to Uncle Hagrid. Now, how's 'bout you lay in this sling. Come on, now. Time ta go ta sleep." And with that, Hargid began to sing him a lullaby.
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"Now, I'm really sorry, but Sirius! Yer can't take 'Arry. I'm under strict orders fro' Professor Dumbledore."
"But, I'm his godfather."
"Sorry, I can' let yer."
"Well, will you at least let me hold him before he has to go?"
"A'right."
"Thanks. Harry, I'm going to miss you. A lot. Don't ever forget me, or your mum and dad."
"I 'ave ta go now, Sirius."
"Well, why don't you take my motorbike? I won't have any use for it now, anyway." He added in an undertone.
"Thanks a lot, Sirius."
"No problem."
(A/N: Do I need to do the whole Dursleys house thing? Because I don't want to! So there! (pokes tongue out) Can you put a bracket in a bracket? Oh, well! I just did!)
At some hotel in a random country; James and Lily
"James, where are we?"
"Um, I think we're in Taiwan." (A/N: Told you it would be random!)
"Why, James, are we here of all places?"
"Well, I was looking in a magazine and remembered this hotel. So . . . I apparated here."
"Wow, you amaze me."
"In a good way?" questioned James hopefully.
"Most of the time." replied his wife.
"Oh, well then . . . OK, where do you want to live?"
"I was thinking France, or maybe . . . Italy?"
"Right-o! We own some property in France, and we have a vault in the French Gringotts."
"They have a Gringotts in France?" asked Lily disbelievingly.
"Yes, silly! Where do you think foreign wizards store their money?"
"To be honest, I never thought about it."
"Oh, well! Anyway, so . . . where about's in France?"
"Well . . . I was hoping for somewhere kind of near the city, but also quiet with lots of land."
"How's 11 Clarabelle Way, Brittany?" (A/N: Brittany is a place in France, I know that for a fact. As for the street name, I made it up.)
"OK, sounds good. So, let's go!"
"Side-Along Apparation?"
"Well, duh! I ain't been there before."
"Oh, yeah. I forgot."
CRACK!
"Wow, James! Why haven't we stayed here before?"
"Well . . . it was kind of a refuge. No-one knows the Potters own it."
"Oh."
"So, now we have a new house, we need new appearances."
"You change me, and I'll change you."
"OK, so I think blue eyes and dark brown hair with dimples. I'll make you an inch shorter."
"Right, then Lily. I think strawberry blonde hair . . . I'll leave the eyes. 2 inches taller . . . and take away your freckles."
"Now we look different. How about names, Lily? What would you like me to call you?"
"Um, how about Elisabeth, Eliza or Patience? Or maybe Genevieve . . .?"
"OK, how's about Genevieve? Because it sounds kind of French. Gen for short."
"Alright. And what about you, James?"
"Umm . . . umm, maybe John? Jimmy or Mason? Or how about . . . Jackson?"
"Yeah! Jackson. Genevieve and Jackson Porter? Plotter? Payson? Rose?"
"Well, I don't know! . . ."
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OK, so you can choose or come up with better ones, 'coz, I'm stuck. So, pfft! Now! Why don't you be nice little readers and review, because I really want you to. (does best puppy dog eyes). Oh! And if anyone has ANYTHING better than the prank in chapter 1, I'd be most appreciating. Oh, and yes, REVIEW! If you review, I'll give you a cyber . . . cupcake (trying to be original here!)
Thanks for reading,
potters RULE.
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