(A/N) Hey again! Sorry for the long spaces between updates, but I don't have a lot of time to write. Besides, I get very few reviews, which makes me sad. =P
Also, we officially have 13 days of school left, which translates roughly to: I"VE BEEN UP TO MY EYES IN PROJECTS AND HOMEWORK! But in my free time at school, I pull out my notebook and write. I have quite a bit written, it's just not typed.
Anyway, I'm sure that there will be people who do not agree that James and Fred are the same age, but I like it that way; they seem like a new Fred and George, or James and Sirius. I honestly don't know how old Fred is or when he was born. So… enjoy!
The seven of us jumped off the train and looked around, wondering what we should do next.
"First years!" came a loud, strong voice from our left side. "First years this way!"
We walked in the direction of the voice and joined the large group of first years, suddenly very nervous. The man leading the group, a tall, muscular man with short dark brown hair, led us to the edge of the lake.
"Four or fewer per boat!" he called. I grabbed Sam and dragged her into a boat. Lew followed, but the other three went to find their own.
"James!" a very familiar voice from behind our boat. I turned in my seat to see Fred Weasley standing behind us. "Is it just the three of you?"
"Yep," I answered, grinning. "This is my cousin Fred," I told Sam and Lew as he scrambled into the boat. "He's my Uncle George's son. Fred, these are Sam and Lew."
"Hi!" Fred said, grinning. "Oi, James, I was looking for you on the train. Where were you?"
"Second compartment," I told him.
"How in the bloody hell did you get to King's Cross early enough to get the second compartment?"
"Well, unlike you Weasleys," I teased him, "we Potters aren't always late."
Fred grinned. "At least I don't have a nerd for a brother!"
I pretended to wince in pain. "Ouch, Fred," I said. "That one hurt. I play punched him. He punched back, and we got into such a "violent" fight that we very nearly tipped the boat.
"Oi!" Lew gasped as the frigid lake water sloshed into the boat, soaking him.
"Sorry," I muttered, grinning as I pulled Fred back into the boat (he had very nearly fallen out).
"So you two are pretty close?" Lew asked, still glaring at us for getting him wet.
"Yeah," I answered, throwing an arm around Fred's shoulder. "We were actually born only two hours apart."
"Really?" Sam asked, surprised.
"Yep!" Fred grinned. "My dad was a twin, and he told me once that if he was ever disappointed when the Healer said the heartbeat sounded fine, he changed his mind once he saw how close James and I are."
"My dad just said he's glad we're not actually brothers," I said. "He says he's gotten enough grey hairs with just me running around."
"Watch your heads!" the man's voice shouted suddenly. Everyone ducked, but I couldn't get my head down fast enough.
"Ouch!" I cried as my head smacked against the rock above the opening of a hidden cave.
"Are you alright?" Sam asked, looking at me concernedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I answered, touching my forehead lightly. I was relieved at the lack of blood; I didn't want to show up at the sorting covered with the stuff!
We had floated into a sort of dark cavern that I thought must be just under the castle. The boats brushed up against the rocky shore, and we all scrambled out of them. We formed a large huddle behind the man. He stepped up the stairs to a wide door, raised a hand, and knocked.
(A/N) So there you have it! Chapter seven. I was severely disappointed by the lack of reviews from the last chapter; I felt like I was just writing this for myself. I honestly don't need anything much, just a few words to tell me that SOMEONE is reading this! And sorry for the name change, but as time went on I found myself getting more and more annoyed with Twilight, until I felt the need for a name change.
By the way, in case you can't tell, I'm American. But I would like to tell you that I have a "small" obsession with British stuff. And I'd also like this fic to be as accurate as possible. So if anyone finds mistakes with my facts, or ESPECIALLY my British speech, I'd love to have you tell me. =D Also, British culture would be cool too. Just for kicks.
Thanks you guys! I love you, I really, really do!