This one is for livdoggy.

"How?" Ginny asked, staring straight ahead.

"McGonagall told you," James whispered.

"No, I mean how could you do this? How could you get expelled?"

James was silent. "Uncle George got expelled, didn't he?"

"James Sirius Potter."

"But he did."

"No, he left."

"Because he would have gotten expelled."

Ginny shook her head. "That was a time of war, James. Voldemort was coming back. Our teachers weren't teaching us properly. You have no excuse."

James looked up with sad eyes. "I'll get a job, Mum. I'll do whatever you want me to do. Please."

Ginny's mouth settled into a firm line.

So I'm almost done with all of the chapters I have written. I'm probably going to write some more tonight/tomorrow. The thing is, my request list is insanely long and, honestly, extremely intimidating. I'm going to have to say no more requests for the next few days, just so I can feel like I'm actually getting something done, and not tackling an impossible job. You can write down any requests you have and send them later, just please don't send them to me now. Thanks.

Thanks for reading everyone :)

~writergal24