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Chapter 4

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HOGWARTS LIKE THAT, IT WAS MY HOME BEFORE AND DURING THE TIME I WAS WITH DRACO!" Harry yelled.

"Just chill, I'll be out if you want me." James said, and ran out of the house.

James walked to Angel's house. Once there, he took a rock and threw it at the window he thought was hers but Max opened the window.

"Oh, so what have you come here for? Angel, or was it me?" Max questioned.

"For Angel and you know that. Now if that's her room then I'm asking nicely to get her for me before my rage towards you comes back!" James said.

"No can do, your dad's called here, they asked us not let you talk with her and to tell you to go back home." Max said.

James growled, then puffed, and then spit towards Max and said "Screw you, and my damn family."

James then walked towards the town square, which wasn't very lively at eight-thirty in the evening. James walked around, saw some kids from school, and talked with them. They all were going to the Arcade to meet up with more kids from a different High School.

"What made you come out here James? Not that I'm complaining but normally you're either with your girlfriend or your parents." Mathew said, as they turned onto the street that had the Arcade.

"My parents are getting on my nerves and I'm going to explode and kill someone if they and Angel's brother, Max, doesn't back off of me." James said.

"Wow, what's he doing?" Duncan asked.

"Trying to get into my pants, and the way he's doing it may only work on a girl." James said.

"Wow, what's he doing?" Johnny asked, taking his phone out to see he got a message. "Um… James, you might want to see this."

"What," James asked, looking at the text message Johnny got. "I'm going to kill that flaming son of a whore-like bitch!"

"Wow, you never talk like that!" Sam said, at the entrance of the Arcade. "What got you worked up?"

Johnny showed Sam and some other boys that were over with him the text message and they looked from the phone to James and back.

"Wow, what's that flamer doing?" Heath asked.

"He's trying to get me to fall for him or at least trying to really get me pissed off!" James said, going over to a lamp post and punching it.

As James was walking back to the guys, the lamp post that James punched broke and fell over, right where James punched it and was standing. The guys all scattered and avoided to be hit by the lamp post or the glass that went flying. Everyone stood at where they were and looked at what happened. James was the only brave one to go over to the lamp post and look at it up close. He saw that it seemed that the lamp post rusted so far, where he punched it and a little farther, and it just gave out.

"The lamp post got rusted and gave out." James said.

"Ok, well we're all going to go now. You have officially creeped us out. We'll see you later." Mathew said.

"Fine," James said, and turned around to see everyone gone.

James sighed and found a police nearby then told her what happened. James then looked at the clock that the square and decided he'd better go home and try to avoid another fight with his parents. As James was walking into the house, after being dropped off by the cop he talked to about the lamp post, he turned into the living room and saw his dad's waiting there patently, watching television.

"Thanks for coming home." Harry said.

"The cops called, didn't they?" James asked.

"Yep, how could you destroy a lamp post? What were you thinking?" Draco questioned.

"Excuse me, what are you talking about. A lot of those lamp posts are rusted badly, why are you saying I was the one who did it?" James asked, his grey eyes starting to light up the room in anger.

"Calm down, both of you; sorry James, he's just use to talking to me about controlling my magic." Harry said.

James's anger lowered down and James walked up to his room.

"Why did you say that?" Draco hissed, still angry.

"We want him to have a normal life right? Well he won't as long as he doesn't know about the magic he has." Harry pointed.

"Fine, but he's grounded for another week." Draco said, and with that he walked straight to bed.

Harry chuckled and went behind him, knowing he might as well go to bed and try to see if Draco was in the mood to have some fun.

The next day, James was eating cereal and watching the news when he saw the story about the lamp post and the cop that he talked to about it.

"It was a pretty rusted lamp post so if it really did just fall it wouldn't be a surprise but the way it had fallen was very unnatural." The cop said.

"Who told you about the lamp post?" The news reporter asked.

"A teenager, he said his name was James Potter. I actually dropped him off at his house." The cop said. "He looked about fifteen."

"So you're saying you know where the kid who witnessed this event lives?" The news reporter asked.

"Yes, but there were more kids around, we questioned the kid about who was all there and he told us truthfully. We even did a background check and all those kids said there were there and told us what happened and other kids that were there." The cop said.

"Thank you, we'll have more on this story in later news. This is Channel 12 TV News, Amy Hairs signing off." The news reporter said, and with that it went to sports.

"So other people saw?" Draco asked, behind James.

"Yes," James said, after getting up from falling on the ground. "And did you really have to scare me?"

"No, but the opportunity was open. How do you think we're going to fix this?" Draco asked.

"Fix what, it was rusted and fell as I punched it. I must just be strong, which doesn't surprise me with how built you and dad are." James said, lifting his shirt up and pointing to his twelve-pack.

"Fine, you win." Draco sighed, leaving the room.

James finished his cereal, and started to walk to the living room to watch television. Seeing how it was a day from school, he hadn't gotten dressed yet. James sat down on the couch, scooting back some seeing how it was kind of lumpy, and ended up giving himself a wedgie. He sighed and stood up, it started to hurt more, seeing how he wasn't wearing underwear and they were sweatpants, as he stood up and pulled his pants down some; his pants completely fell down.

James grunted and just sat down, his knees up to his face and his feet covering his butt. James turned his attention to the TV not noticing Harry in the doorway watching him. James started to feel like someone was watching him and looked around and saw Harry.

"Either put underwear on or pull your pants up. You know no bare skin is allowed on the couch. And you know you have to wear underwear with those pants. Not to mention it doesn't help that you're shirtless! So you're basically fully naked!" Harry scolded.

"Sorry, I'll pull my pants back up if you look away you know!" James said.

"Just pull them up, you have nothing that I haven't seen already, and I already saw you naked anyway." Harry sighed.

James sighed and quickly pulled his pants up so his dad didn't see his crotch or anything but knew it was useless. He remembered that both his dad's were seekers in the wizard world game called Quidditch. James looked at Harry and Harry nodded, James started to walk to his room and decided to just walk around the house in only his boxer-briefs.

"Which is worst; wearing those pants like the way you did or walking around the house in your underwear?" Harry asked.

"The first one," James sighed, avoiding another fight with his parents. He actually felt both were equally embarrassing but believed telling that to Harry would start something again.

Harry sighed, knowing that James was only telling half of the truth but let it go for now. Harry and James sat on the couch and watched the news a bit more, to see if anymore of the lamp post story was on or if James's name would come on, seeing how Harry didn't know if it would be or anything. James sighed after watching the news for a hour not hearing a thing about the lamp post that he made fall. James started to think how he did that, all he felt was a strong sensation filling itself up until he punched the lamp post.

"James what are you thinking about?" Harry asked, looking at James with curious eyes.

"Oh, just how I miss Angel." James said, and then started to actually think about her.

"Oh, well if you want you can call her and have her over. I'm sure you have a lot to talk about." Harry said, meaning the kiss with her brother.

"Yeah, but before you invite her over, see if dad will approve, and let me get a shower and dressed. If she comes over here and I'm in my underwear she'll think I'll want sex!" James said.

"Well do you?" Harry asked, showing James that it wasn't hard to get into his head.

"Yeah, I do, wait… why am I telling you this? You're my dad, and I shouldn't be telling you this!" James said, standing up.

"I was showing you how easy it is for people to get your guard down." Harry said, and then looked past James to see Draco with the Maxwell boy in the doorway. "Now turn around."

James turned around and saw Draco and Maxwell in the doorway. Max was studying James's figure and Draco was having an eye battle with Harry.

"WHAT THE HELL DAD!" James yelled, then ran to his room, past Max and Draco and got dressed.

"He really doesn't want to see me does he?" Max asked Draco.

"No, but anytime something about school comes up he starts talking about you. And even though its bad things, he says it as if it impresses him other than weirds him out." Draco said.

"Okay," Max asked, understanding what Draco said. "Oh and the lamp post wasn't rusted until James touched it, but I believe you two already know that."

Harry and Draco gave each other a concerned look and looked back to Max who had went up to James's room.

"James, open up," Max said, throwing his voice to sound like Draco's.

As James opened the door, Max quickly slipped in and pushed James up onto the door, closing it.

"What do you want?" James asked, already knowing the answer.

"You, I'm going to have you, wither you want me or not. I heard you can't stop talking about me, and you making that lamp post fall. You're full of mystery James and I plan on being a part of it." Max said.

"You're such a creep; don't you have anything better to do then stalk me?" James asked.

"Yes, have sex with you," Max said, reaching his hand into James's pants and underwear.

James tried to get away but couldn't and felt Max grip his crotch. James heaved a breath then yelled "DAD!" Harry then came busting through the door.

"What," Harry asked.

"He's touching me, and I don't like it or want it!" James said, having Harry look at their position.

"Oh," Harry said, looking to see Max's hand was inside James's pants and underwear. "Max, I'm sorry but I believe it's time to go."

Max smiled and said "I know, and don't forget to break up with Angel, James. Because you are mine, and that's the only way I'll have it."

Max released James's crotch from his hand and pulled his hand out then sniffed it. James just about puked and Max walked out past Harry and out their front door.

"What the hell, I was just molested. And you and dad were allowing him to do that to me?" James growled.

"No, we didn't! You're the one who allowed his hand to enter your clothes, so whose fault is that?" Harry asked.

"Mine, but why bring him here?" James asked.

"Because you like him, and if you lie and say you don't you're grounded for a half a year!" Draco said.

"I DON'T LIKE HIM! I'm straight, how many bloody times do I have to tell you two that?" James yelled. "If you want to love on each other, go ahead but don't try to get me to do it with a guy and don't love on my bed!"

James ran into the kitchen and started to play a game on his Xbox to lower his anger. All of a sudden he heard his music in his room go off. He ran to his room to find his dad's naked in his bed.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" James asked.

"One: making love on your bed, two: showing you that you like watching, let alone doing, this sort of thing with a guy." Draco said.

"I don't get you, all I want to do is make sense of this and all you two are doing is playing with it like it's a game. It's as if you two don't care what I do on the matter, you'll both just turn it into a joke." James said. "Would you joke about me if I decided to somehow kill myself?"