Mystery_magic11
Terrorizing Hogwarts
Chapter One : Unexpected Hatred
This is going to be a James/Lily fan fiction. I know it isn’t the most interesting couple, but please at least give it a chance. I understand if you won’t like it too much because I admit that this is my first fan fiction. Anyways, it won’t start with James and Lily going out; because we all know that they won’t start going out until their seventh year. It does start in their first year, on the train. You might find it surprising as to how the marauders became friends. I said might.
Also, please wait till I post a few times before you vote. And if you do vote, could you please tell me why you votes for its amazing, its good, improvement needed or terrible stuff? It’ll help me a lot! So, here it is!
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Eleven year old James Potter strolled along the train, dragging his trunk after him, searching for a compartment to sit in. When he reached about halfway down the train, he found an empty compartment which he chose to sit in since the only encounter he had made with anyone from the pure or half blooded people he knew was an unpleasant one with the Blacks. His family had warned him all about the blacks and to stay away from the new boy, also starting first year, which would most likely be sorted into Slytherin with the rest of his family. The Potter and Black families were like enemies and James had been thought to despise of them.
James lifted his trunk up and tried in vain to haul it onto the luggage racks. “Need some help with that?” snickered, a boy’s voice behind him. Caught of guard, he lost grasp of the heavy trunk and it fell before him missing his foot by less than an inch. He looked around to see who I was that had distracted him and was annoyed to see that it was that new Black.
“No thanks, I don’t need help from the likes of you. This apparently angered Black but James ignored him and took out a well polished wand from his jeans pocket and muttered a levitating spell that made the trunk hover its way up to the luggage rack. He turned around to face Black whose face appeared calm but the coldness in his eyes could not have been clearer.
“I would think that someone like you would actually be civil, though apparently I was wrong. I may carry the name Black but that does not necessarily mean I am proud of it,” Said Black in a cold, yet careless voice.
“You’re a Black. All Blacks are cold-blooded, cruel, spiteful people. Any muggle-born you see you arrogantly offend them with the worst insult you could say to them. You have provoked the Potter family to hate you. I doubt they would be any exception of someone with that name.
A look of realization dawned on Black’s face. “Ah, so you’re a Potter. You know, you really should not be talking about arrogance or provoking. You seem to be the one showing arrogance, standing there and praising yourself. You’re the one who provokes, I simply offered you help and you insulted me even though I neither did nor said anything wrong, though that might change. You’d better watch out for yourself Potter,” said Black in an icy cold tone exiting the compartment, James glaring after him.
Chapter One : Unexpected Hatred
This is going to be a James/Lily fan fiction. I know it isn’t the most interesting couple, but please at least give it a chance. I understand if you won’t like it too much because I admit that this is my first fan fiction. Anyways, it won’t start with James and Lily going out; because we all know that they won’t start going out until their seventh year. It does start in their first year, on the train. You might find it surprising as to how the marauders became friends. I said might.
Also, please wait till I post a few times before you vote. And if you do vote, could you please tell me why you votes for its amazing, its good, improvement needed or terrible stuff? It’ll help me a lot! So, here it is!
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Eleven year old James Potter strolled along the train, dragging his trunk after him, searching for a compartment to sit in. When he reached about halfway down the train, he found an empty compartment which he chose to sit in since the only encounter he had made with anyone from the pure or half blooded people he knew was an unpleasant one with the Blacks. His family had warned him all about the blacks and to stay away from the new boy, also starting first year, which would most likely be sorted into Slytherin with the rest of his family. The Potter and Black families were like enemies and James had been thought to despise of them.
James lifted his trunk up and tried in vain to haul it onto the luggage racks. “Need some help with that?” snickered, a boy’s voice behind him. Caught of guard, he lost grasp of the heavy trunk and it fell before him missing his foot by less than an inch. He looked around to see who I was that had distracted him and was annoyed to see that it was that new Black.
“No thanks, I don’t need help from the likes of you. This apparently angered Black but James ignored him and took out a well polished wand from his jeans pocket and muttered a levitating spell that made the trunk hover its way up to the luggage rack. He turned around to face Black whose face appeared calm but the coldness in his eyes could not have been clearer.
“I would think that someone like you would actually be civil, though apparently I was wrong. I may carry the name Black but that does not necessarily mean I am proud of it,” Said Black in a cold, yet careless voice.
“You’re a Black. All Blacks are cold-blooded, cruel, spiteful people. Any muggle-born you see you arrogantly offend them with the worst insult you could say to them. You have provoked the Potter family to hate you. I doubt they would be any exception of someone with that name.
A look of realization dawned on Black’s face. “Ah, so you’re a Potter. You know, you really should not be talking about arrogance or provoking. You seem to be the one showing arrogance, standing there and praising yourself. You’re the one who provokes, I simply offered you help and you insulted me even though I neither did nor said anything wrong, though that might change. You’d better watch out for yourself Potter,” said Black in an icy cold tone exiting the compartment, James glaring after him.
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