A/N: This Chapter Is Dedicated to: Betrayed Soul!
Hogwarts Chapter 10
James opened his eyes to bright sunlight the next morning. He jumped out of bed, got dressed and went downstairs to eat breakfast with his siblings. He then went to the hospital wing to talk to his parents. It felt so good that his parents were at Hogwarts with him! Sometimes, he even got the feeling that a few students were jealous of him, when they passed him in the corridors, they shot him nasty glares, and most of them were Slytherins.
But James didn't care. He was back at Hogwarts, with his parents, with his siblings, and having a great time! He felt this day couldn't get any better! He walked into the hospital wing, practically skipping, to find Ron and Harry playing exploding snap, and Ginny and Hermione playing a muggle card game. They all greeted James, Hugo, Rose and Albus – Harry and Ron not looking up – cheerfully.
"Where's Lily?" Ginny asked James, stifling a yawn. Albus shrugged, but James strongly suspected she was hanging out with her Slytherin soul mate. "She told me she's going to madam Puddifoot's Café with Scorpius." Rose said quietly. "She was really excited."
"Excited for some serious snogging, I bet." Ron muttered to Harry, and Hugo scowled. "I'm going to find out what they're up to." He said.
Ginny shook her head at him. "You never respect Lily's privacy, do you?" But Hugo had already left. James turned to his parents. "I'm going to go to the Great Hall. I'm getting kind of bored." Harry and Ginny nodded.
James walked out the door and to the great hall. Suddenly, a kid – a Slytherin fifth year, by the look of him – stopped him. "Is that Harry Potter in the hospital wing?" He snarled in his rough voice. James stopped and stared at the kid. "Yes," he said slowly, "He's my dad. How do you know his name?"
The Slytherin looked shocked. "You don't know about your father? You don't even know about his scar?" James looked at him, strangely. "Is my dad famous?" He asked, pausing. The Slytherin boy gawped at him. "Famous for the wrong reason, yes!" He said as if it were obvious.
"Why? What did he do?" James asked, worried. The fifth year looked at him for a moment, and then said, "Well, my parents told me he was terrible, broke all the rules, and manipulated all the teachers into loving him! He wasn't anyone's hero. He just caused trouble, and was an old fraud! 'The chosen one', they called him. 'The boy who lived!'
The boy snorted and peeked into the hospital wing where Harry and Ron were still playing Exploding Snap.
He turned back to James and said, "See? He's just an ordinary wizard seeking attention. I dunno, I don't really blame him. Now you're all famous for nothing. "He shook his head and walked away.
James cleared his head and suddenly realized he didn't feel like going into the Great Hall. He was on his way back to his dormitory, when Hugo came gasping out of nowhere, his face full of fury.
"They're talking at Madam Puddifoot's Café!" He yelled, "They're cuddled up together smiling like a happy couple!" James thought it was time to calm him down. "Calm down, Hugo. They're just talking." Hugo gave James a look of disgust and stalked off. James sighed and walked on, hoping he wouldn't bump into another person.
He heard footsteps behind him and turned to see who it was. It was Albus. He came to a halt in front of James, his hands on his knees, gasping for air. "What happened?" asked James dully. "Hagrid just let slip that dad was famous because of his scar! I was in the hospital wing and was going to follow you and Hagrid stopped me, and asked where dad was. He missed him." James stared at Albus, and Albus stared back. After a moment, James said, "It's time to investigate, little bro."
