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Okay folks. I know many of you have no care to explore 'ships and alt universe stuff, but I wanted to get something else moving in our brains.
Here is a short installment of an AU story about James Potter, son to Harry and Ginny. This is all that is written so far.

Rather than chapter-long installments, let's try just a few paragraphs at a time and see how it develops.

The story begins with James' first ride on the Hogwarts Express. I see James as a bit of a loner, coping silently with being related to a celebrity and unsure about his own place in the world. He is more mature than his age and is intelligent, brave and has a darkness about him. (He isn't evil or bad, though.) I see a bit of a 'young Remus' in this James. I have written in one baby brother, but there may be up to 5 children in the Potter family, considering Ginny's experience with a large family and Harry's feelings about having a different, lonlier childhood.

JOURNEY TO HOGWARTS

James Potter sat in an otherwise empty compartment of the Hogwarts Express, looking out the window and eagerly waiting for it to pull away from the platform. He could barely sit still. He felt only a twinge of guilt at his hasty good-bye to his parents, having felt awkward as always standing there with one of the most famous wizards in history. He needed to get away and be by himself on this train before he was bombarded by cousins and other curious people. He loved his cousins, but he always felt a little different from all of them. Not better, but something about being who he was had made him… alone. He preferred being alone at important times like this; important to him, anyway. His first trip on the Hogwarts Express, this was the beginning of his journey to become someone. To make a name for himself that wasn't automatically followed by 'the son of Harry Potter'. He glanced at the cage he had set on the bench opposite only moments before. His new owl, a young brown Tawny, stared back at him. He still hadn't given him a name, despite his mother's prodding.

"Just pick something, James. He's just an owl, not your firstborn child," she had said that morning while juggling a breakfast pan with her wand hand and his baby brother with the other. His father intervened as he took baby Albert off her hands.

"Now, now… this isn't just any owl. It's his owl. James will name him when he needs to. It's important to some people, Gin. This little guy is going to be more than just his owl, he'll be a friend." James smiled at his dad then. He understood. He understood a lot of things about James that his mother just couldn't, not that she didn't try.

James' new owl hooted, reminding him of a penny whistle. It was such a different voice than Hedwig's. James smiled. His father had known that this owl should be as different as he could be from Hedwig.

Continue, introducing at least one new character, maybe a Weasley Cousin (one of the twins' kids?).

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Class was over and the gang quietly left the room. When they were out of hearing distance Philip expressed his feelings to the gang. "I don't like him. There is something about him that can not be trusted."

"What is it?" James asked curiously.

"I don't know. It is just a feeling I have." Philip now had a look of concern on his face.

"You are crazy. He is strange, but not nearly as strange as Professor Lovegood," Allen was laughing.

"Oh! I will catch up with you guys. I forgot my bag." James ran down the hall.

"Look who we got here. It is my dear cousin Potter . Where are all your friends James?" Duke and his friends came up behind James blocking him in the room.

"Don't worry about it Duke . I don't need a babysitter unlike you ." James said nervously as he put his hand in his pocket to get hold of his wand.

Duke's face turned red. "You are going to need a bodybag when I get done. My father taught me how to fight. He was champ in his school."

"So I have heard. I'm not impressed." James was not too worried about insults. He was trying to remember the spell Uncle George taught him before school started.

Duke pushed James. He stumbled a little then quickly pulled his wand from his robes. "It is the second day of school you git. You don't know any spells." Duke looked from his friends to the wand.

"Your father may have taught you how to fight with your hands, but mine taught me a few good tricks with a wand." James was getting angry.

James' hand was shacking, "Expelliarmus!" The spell hit the picture behind the Professor's desk. It fell to the floor with a crash. Duke and his friends ran out of the room giggling.

"What have you done?" Philip peeked in the doorway, "I thought I would see what was taking you so long." Philip began to snicker, "I leave you alone for five minutes and this is the trouble you get in."

"Both of you in my office," Professor Jacobson said with a look of fury. "You have been here for two days and you are already getting into trouble. I will not tolerate this sort of behavior in my class. You both will have detention."

"But Sir, I was the one who made the mess. Philip just ..." James was cut off.

"Enough In my office directly after dinner," The Professor demanded.

The boys got up to leave when there was a knock on the door. The astronomy teacher walked in.

"I need to talk to you. It is about...Oh you are busy," She said as she noticed the two boys standing there.

"They were just leaving," He showed James and Philip to the door.

As soon as he shut the door James pressed his ear against it.

"You should not come to my office to talk about this," The Professor whispered.

The women sounded scared, "But we need to go over the plans. I am not sure if I remember them all. I know I am suppose to act like I ....

"That is enough. We will talk about this later." It sounded as if he slammed his fist on the desk.

James and Philip ran down the hall until they were out of site of the classroom.