"mom, stop it," James was pushing his mother's hands away from his hair...again, she had been hoplessly trying to make it lay flat since they left the house, "dear, you know it won't do it," said James' father, who happend to be ruffling up his own hair a bit, something he always did when out in the public, "now you run along and try to make friends, and I want you to write me when you get there." "Yes, mother I will,"he replied politley and he gave her a big hug and a kiss on her cheek, James's father did the same and they sent him on his way towards the train, "oh and James," his father yelled as he neared the door, "remember, we've all been Gryffindors.... sooo," he smiled and gave James the thumbs up, he knew all to well that the name Potter and Gryffindor where synonomus, he was reminded of that at every family reunion since he got his letter to attend Hogwarts.
James stepped up on the train and started looking for someone to talk to...
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