The Voice of Don LaFontaine: In a world where witches and wizards battle in an age old struggle for power, one duo will fight against all odds, facing down danger, mortal peril, love, a general lack of galleons and too many homework assignments to achieve their destiny as the GREATEST DARK WIZARD DEFEATERS of all time in The FANTABULOUS ADVENTURES OF JONES AND ADDAMS!

Will: *coughcough*Boy, this Announcer charm works... like...er... well... a charm.

Seymour: Whatever are you talking about, sire? Isn't that your regular magnified voice? *deadpans*

Will: But of course! *grinning* So... I bet you're surprised to see us here. Yes, you, our friend the Reader... The one sitting there staring at that Muggle screen? Yeah, Hi. It's me Will! And here's Seymour!

Seymour: *waves*

Will: And this is where you can find out what happened to Will and Seymour and all our friends after the Hogwarts Express arrived and we all disembarked, Summer 2067, for our Great Adventure to... But I'm getting ahead of myself... Well, I guess it all really started on the train...


CHARACTERS: (work in progress here, pardon our dust)

Billium Q. Jones, Former Prefect, Knight Errant, Gallant future Hit Wizard and Wizengamot Chief Warlock. Esquire. XanaSnape

Seymour Addams, Apprentice and Squire to Sir Billium Q. Jones, Student of the Magical Arts, Sci-Fi Expert and Future Dungeon Master. deatheater24601

Camira A. Yaxley, Potions Genius. Mistress of Offensive Duelling. First Class Lady. Amira with a C
Alexander Yaxley:

Tomasina Riddle: Sassy, and exciting, a true firecracker when she gets started. Tomasina Riddle


Special appearances by the Jones brood:
Officer Officer Jones (aka Pop): Louisiana native wizard, Hit Wizard Detective level 2 by trade. Loves kids. Aspires to have a second son for Will to have a brother. Slytherin.
Leighann Jones: British witch, adores wrock concerts but never has time due to her huuuuge family. Slytherin but acquiesces to her husband on most everything.
Meemaw Jones: Crazy old coot from Louisiana who has forgotten more legitimate folk and dark arts than most will ever learn.
Granpop Jones: Crazy old Southern coot, retired now, who has a passion for Muggle cinema.
Juliana, age 10
Katrina, age 8
Iziana, age 6
Sabrina, age 4 SeerCassandraTrelawney
Jenna, age 3 XanaSnape
Celina and Geena, 1 year old twins

Will ambled down the hall of the Hogwarts Express, a letter in his pocket and sorrow in his heart. He searched each compartment, looking for the kid he had kind of adopted as a little brother...

'Seymour?" Will said, popping his head into a compartment, glad to see the little boy sitting alone. "Got a minute?"

Seymour immediately looked up from his seat in the compartment, a gigantic grin spreading over his face when he saw who had greeted him. He stood and bowed deeply, knocking over the suitcase he hadn't yet placed in the luggage area. "Hello, sire!" he beamed and straightened. "But of course. I always have time for you, sire. Have a seat." He plopped back down by the window of the compartment and bounced excitedly, interested in what Will had to say.

Oh, harpyhorns, this was going to be rough. Will plopped down next to the boy. "Hey... I've got some good news... and some bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

His bouncing ceased a bit. Bad news? Had Will's kingdom been raided while he was at his studies? Had a horrible beast of some sort destroyed Hogwarts completely? Had that undead herbology creep been plotting against them this whole time and was about to... execute their execution? Eeeps. "The bad news, sire. At least there will be good news to look forward to, and it will get the bad news out of the way." He nodded, rather nervous now. Who could tell what it would be this time?

Will nodded. "Wise choice. You know... Seymour... you're kind of like the little brother I never had. Or probably ever will have. And that makes me so happy, but also really sad because I'm not coming back to Hogwarts next year. We've been..." How to say this in words Seymour would understand? "...summoned to our home in the American South, near New Orleans. It's a great diplomatic opportunity for my pop." True-- he was going to be working on an international case as a detective hit wizard. "And a great chance for my little sisters to know their roots, my grandparents... But... I won't be doing my last year at Hogwarts. I'm going to start hit wizard academy a year earlier than planned instead." He sighed.

Seymour's face fell, his spirits immediately plummeting. He must not have heard that right... right? Right? "Sire, I...I..." He took a deep, shuddering breath, trembling slightly. It would've been a better fate just to melt into a puddle and die. How could Will's father do this to him? The cruelty! He shook his head vigorously. "Sire... you... you can't go. What will we do without you, sire? Isn't there someway around--" he paused, sniffling. As a squire, he wasn't supposed to question the decisions of the knight; but what was he supposed to do when something this huge came up? It wouldn't be loyal to leave it be.

"C-couldn't you stay behind, sire? And occasionally visit? What will your kingdom do? Or... or isn't there an academy somewhere... local?" he looked at him helplessly with wide, watery eyes, hoping there was someway to let Will stay.

The poor kid! There was only one thing to do.

"Yes... I will be in Academy in London, and I can visit, perhaps... but that's a great deal away from Hogwarts, of course. " He grabbed the boy's shoulders and stared him in the eye. "I'm depending on you to take care of Hogwarts in my stead. You're ready, Seymour... and the students of Hogwarts need you to be their hero. And I especially need you to look out for three people in particular... Jaimine Steeyle, Camira Yaxley, and your own Celadine. Guard these damsels with your life, that their way may be easy and their hearts light. Can you promise to do this for me?" Gee, he hoped he wasn't asking too much of the little guy. "And also, of course, to continue your studies, giving them your top priority? We need to be trained up properly for whatever lies ahead on our adventures, my comrade..." Will hammed it up, hoping Seymour would cheer up. Seeing the kid all sad was bumming him out all over again.

Now Will was just messing with Seymour's little brain. He was sure of it. Eyes growing huge, he easily could have had a heart attack there and then-- but now, of course, he had a quest to fill. There was no time for dying! He looked at Will, looking rather bewildered. "SireIdon'tknowwhattosay." He couldn't do this... he had just started his studies! This was a job only to be successfully operated by the best of the best... not by a mere squire. God, the kid was gonna 'splode. "Sire... I... I'm not a hero, sire. I'm a squire. An assistant to a hero, but... not a hero, sir. I wouldn't know what to do if an enemy attacked, or the castle was attacked by something, or if the herbology teacher ambushed the students in typical zombie style..." He took another deep, shuddery breath. Will really trusted him enough to hand him over such a huge task? And the task of watching over all three ladies? Oh, decisions. He couldn't let him down... but wouldn't accepting the position put quite a lot of people in mortal peril danger?

Looking up at Will, he gulped slightly and nodded what he hoped looked like a very determined nod. "I promise, sire. I will guard them day and night; rain or shine; I will sacrifice my very own life for their sake if necessary. And I vow to train as hard as I possibly can to make up for the loss of your brilliant, wonderful mentoring. I hope to not let you down, sire."

Oh, boy. He was going to get eaten, wasn't he?

Will grinned. "You couldn't possibly let me down. I have faith in you. Now..." He stood in front of the child and drew his hand, steadying himself as the train lurched. "Kneel, Seymour, to accept your official title." He held his wand out- t'wasn't a sword, but it'd do.

Well, this was certainly coming a lot earlier than Seymour ever anticipated. Quickly and readily sinking down to the floor in a kneeling position, he beamed up at Will before looking back down at the floor of the compartment.

Haha. Just wait until he told Emmett.

Will took on a somber countenance. "By the power invested on me by the Four Founders of Hogwarts, I hereby dub you... Sir... Seymour of Slytherin. " He tapped the boy once on each shoulder with his wand, flicking his wand so it would cast harmless sparks with each cast. For, y'know, dramatic flair. "Rise, Sir Seymour, and fulfill your duties as knight and student mage of Hogwarts, studying hard and protecting the innocents against those that may bring harm or corruption to them." There, that sounded good. And this way he'd have the girls he cared for watched over, safe from the clutches of Nico or ...any others.

He grinned and offered Seymour a hand to help him up.

Jai watched Will enter a compartment further up and she weaved through the crowd to follow him. She entered behind Will and raised a brow at Seymour kneeling before him "Okay, I wont ask." she giggled.

Seymour beamed at Will, literally trembling with giddiness. Sure, he had no idea why he deserved such a high honor-- he had yet to even complete a quest properly, after all -- but he wasn't going to turn it down. If Will had faith that he wouldn't fail too horribly... maybe there was some hope. He slowly stood up and looked at Will, absolutely glowing. "I am completely honored by this turn of events, sire-- more than I could ever express in words. Thank you. I hope to not let the students of Hogwarts down in your absence." Well, there was no going back now... he only hoped that he wasn't dooming his classmates to untimely deaths. What would one do if another giant fanged flying puffskien attacked the castle?

He looked toward the compartment door and grinned, bowing deeply. Hmmm. She looked familiar, somehow. Had she been at the library when they all had congregated? "Greetings, fair lady!" he squeaked, plopping down on the compartment seat and looking from Will to the girl and back. Did they know each other? Or was she just someone looking for a seat on the train?

Jai smiled "Greetings, Sir Seymour. I'm Jaimine Steeyle." she inclined her head "May I sit with you gentlemen?" she asked looking between the two her eyes lingering on Will a second longer.


ooc: ooo can I play Wills oldest little sister (Julianna)?