Hi, it's James. James Potter.

last minute preparations - year 1

-so this is it, I'm starting :o there's nobody here yet to read it but never mind I'll just start:))-

"STUPEFYYYYY!" - "OW JAMES, LEAVE ME ALONE! I WANT TO SLEEP, YOU STUPID-"

"You might not want to end this sentence now, or do you want to end up not coming along with us?"

Harry had joined Albus' room, for he had heard the screams of the brothers.

James had been prodding and yelling at his younger brother with his newly bought wand, and of course nothing had happened when he tried to hex Albus, for he had never learned how to do magic before.

However, Harry knew that if he let them continue to fight, it'd get out of control, James just loved to upset Albus, he knew it was an easy game.

The brothers were similar in looks, but that was pretty much the only similar thing about them.

James was smirking at Albus now, who in contrast was glaring daggers at James.

"There's no need to sneer now, James, I know exactly who started this again. And if you want to go to Hogwarts tomorrow at all, you should get to your room immediately and finish packing your stuff."

Still grinning, James ran out of the room and disappeared into his room.

"But Dad, I really want to come along to London tomorrow! I didn't do anything, James just-"

Harry sighed and replied: "I know, Albus, I know. But your brother is pretty excited about going to Hogwarts, and he has to work it off somewhere, you know him. But tomorrow he'll be gone until Christmas. And I know for a fact that you'll be missing him soon enough, when you have no one to fight with."

"Oh no, I won't!" Albus answered stubbornly and pulled a face, "He always tries to annoy me in any way he can."

"Now, now, don't pretend you don't try to annoy him as much as possible, too?" Harry laughed, "And now, get in bed, it's late enough. Goodnight, my little rascal."

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In his room James searched his last things together and threw them more or less proper into his trunk.

Just this day they had been to Diagon Alley to buy his school supplies for Hogwarts and the most exciting purchase had been his wand, with which he had been annoying his brother just now.

James just couldn't wait to learn how to do magic and everything.

The other things they had bought were already packed securely into his trunk, there were several books he was supposed to buy for his classes, his robes, the pewter cauldron for potions class, and all this stuff.

He threw a wistful look back to his broom that was standing in a corner of his room.

Oh, how he'd love to take his Cleansweep Seven to Hogwarts and follow in his father's footsteps by becoming the youngest Chaser ever.

Unfortunately, it was strictly forbidden for first-years to take brooms with them to Hogwarts, and his parents somehow wouldn't agree to smuggling it into the castle.

He drew his attention back to his wand and started to try some spells again.

"Lumos!"

He waved his wand wildly, and surprise!-nothing happened.

"Accio!...Expellimarmus!"

"Ahhh James, you won't succeed by saying the incantation wrong."

Harry and Ginny had entered the room, catching his last attempt to do magic.