Old Fox meet New Fox

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James sat with an exhausted Brittney in his lap; Gregory had wandered off earlier grumbling about bad service, as he stared out the window if the enchanted train. They had gotten permission form Brittney’s melancholy father to take her to England to get her help from a ‘specialist’.

The trip to Britain had been easy enough, but the subsequent arrival had been an arrival. Wizards really needed to learn to dress more like normal people; one group consisting of two blondes dressed like the old fashioned aristocracy, the other –an oversize group of red heads- dressed like a bunch of bloody idiots.

The ride to the train had been nearly a disaster, Gregory and James covering up the obvious disdain felt by the two lord wanna-bes and the excitement of the eldest redhead. When they had arrived James had paid the harried cabbies before stalking over to the blondes first,” You two really should show more respect for people.” Before tuning on his heel and gripping the eldest redhead by his ear as if he was an errant child,” And you need to learn to be more subtle about your interest in non-magical things.” Before striding away muttering about idiots.

House managed to two James back in time to shove him through the portal the wizards had told him about and hustle him onto the train muttering about irresponsible kids these days.

Accordingly, James was now in the position he was in; Brittney commandeering his lap, House roaming the train, and an annoying pack of red haired teens with one blonde teen.

“You’re such a dunce Weasel.” “Oh yeah? Well at least I’m not a stuck up prick of a Malfoy!” “Really, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” “Leave my mom out of it!” The two sneered/stared the other down viciously while two twins laughed.

“Feisty but-““Not bright!” The twins nodded at each other,” Very well done Forge.” “Thank you Gred” James winced, oh god, twins that finished each other’s sentences. This was going to be a hell of a stay at this rate.

When the train finally stopped James slipped away from the pack of teens, locating his father and the eldest blonde and red head who promptly offered them a tour of the Hogwart’s grounds. Eager to stretch his legs, James agreed.

It was a beautiful place, House even grudgingly admitting it, and James and Britney absolutely loved it. Unfortunately when they were by the lake, Brittney wandered off. James noticed and with a quick glance at the adults slipped away to find her.

“Stupid Squib brat!” The sound of flesh meeting flesh, and than a childish cry of pain had James dashing to a stand of trees a distance from the lake. What he saw made him seethe, little Brittney was sitting on the ground crying with a clear red mark on oen cheek, while the blonde boy was towering over her with a sneer and an upraised hand,” I’ll teach you to ruin the clothing of your superiors!” The streak of mud on the obviously expensive clothing told him what he needed to know, he was punishing Brittney for being a child. Snarling he sprang forward, when the Blonde turned he swung his fist,” CRUNCH!”

The satisfying howl of pain along with the spurt of blood made James grin smugly as he scooped up the little girl,” That’’ teach you a lesson. Never pick on kids when I’m around, especially for accidents.” The blonde sat on his ass and whined,” I tink you broke my nose…” James reached down and tugged firmly at it, making the kid cringe away,” No, it’s not. It’s just a little bloody is all; I wouldn’t recommend blowing your nose for a few days though.” The guy gave him an odd look,” Are you alwayz zo cruel?” James shrugged nonchalantly with one shoulder as he turned to walk away,” When you deal with as many whiny patients as we do, you learn that callousness works better than fake pity.” He waved,” Take care, I was nice this time. Next time I’ll be sure to break your nose if you hurt her.” The blonde sat for a moment before calling out,” My name’z Drago, what’z yourz?” James paused before calling back,” James, a…pleasure Draco.” The sarcasm in his voice made Draco frown as the other disappeared; he had to get to know this guy better!

Thus the two met, and one vowed to get to know the other better while the other made a decision to try and avoid that person. But who would win this one?

Later that evening at Dinner, after Dumbles had made a big announcement about their new guests; insert forcibly making James sit at a table classified as Gryffindor during said announcement: James had immediately moved to a less rowdy table dubbed Hufflepuff since little Brittney was most interested into that table.

HE settled into it before waving,” Hello.” Than nabbed a plate and loaded it up for Brittney. As he ate and helped her eat he didn’t notice the looks or silent cooing over how cute and sweet he was. With long Black hair tied back, smart looking no frame glasses, and well tailored but not over done, plus his obvious affinity for kids made him an instant dream boat. The Hufflepuff girls tossed their hair and smirked at the girls at others tables because the hottie was sitting with them before trying to ply him with the Hogwarts favorites.

Suddenly finding himself on the receiving end of a wave of attention; James just smiled and picked at what was presented to him until,” enough ladies, keep trying to feed him and he’ll burst.” A taller male student smiled down at him,” Hi, I’m Cedric; pleased to meet you James.” He held out a hand which James promptly shook,” A pleasure.” The fellow looked smart and nice enough. He shifted Brittney into his lap and pointed,” Open seat if you’d like to sit.”

Smiling brightly the tall sandy blode haired male took a seat,” So I know this is going to sound cheesy but seeing as how I like to get to know new people; where’d you come from?” James only laughed,”: I don’t mind at all. I come from…” The two descended into a conversation heads drifting together as they got deeper into their discussion; an occasional laugh from one or the other had some wondering as to the topics.

As some students looked on they thought it rather had an intimate air of sorts; Draco Malfoy fumed and seethed at it. Bloody Cedric monopolizing James like that! He carefully and subtly tore his napkin to shreds in his anger as several girls outright glared at the two.

The two only broke apart when dinner ended. James could be seen excusing himself from the Hufflepuffs, and drifted to a another group; this one of Ravenclaws. A brief dialogue and James left with them presumably to their dormitories. Grinding his teeth in his jealousy -not that Malfoy's got jealous about guys like James-that someone else had managed to make off with the person he wanted to talk too, Draco settled for bullying some first years as he swept to the dungeons. Bloody Cedric, Bloody Ravenclaws, Bloody stupid American making him interested and for ignroign him all night!

While Draco was raging in his own little head; James was having a fantastic time doing an intellectual Q & A with the Ravens after putting Brittney down,” No, we do not perform surgeries without anesthesia ever. We can do localized anesthesia. But general is the one most often requested. Stitching in the U.S. is widely becoming the bio-degradable stitching that your body naturally absorbs after a time.” They nodded fascinated, some jotted notes and the session continued with an amused James playing along happily.

House on the other hand was raging at Dumbles in his office,” What do you mean that there is no cure! You told us there was one.” The man that had identified himself as Snape drawled sarcastically,” Curing this particular disease is like you muggles’ trying to cure Leprosy or Cancer. Nigh impossible; we only have a safety measure potion to let the person retain their mind while under the effects of the full-moon.” House stiffened before lashing out with his cane, getting Dumbledore in the leg with it, forcing him to sit. He twoer3ed over him a fire burning in his eyes,” You…I may be a sarcastic, snarky bastard. But never would I have lied like you have. Albus, if I knew magic, I’d very likely curse your or something right now. But all I have is words so listen carefully: You are a manipulative, whore’s son of bitch, with plenty of assholishness and bastard thrown in for good measure and one day your little tricks are going to get you killed and I will laugh the entire time at your funeral.”

House rapped his cane once on the floor,” and don’t forget it. We’ll wait until you have this Wolf’s Bane potion as you called it earlier on and than leave. We’ll pay you for a regular supply of it, and maybe stock some for use on other patients that this may happen too. Other than that, once we’re gone; stay the fuck away from us.” He stalked out, leaving in such a manner that, if he’d been wearing a cloak. it would have done Snape a proud sinister flourish. Snape turned and observed Dumbledore for a moment,” Well old man, you know you bloody well fumbled the Quaffle on this one.” Albus twinkled innocently and smugly,” They’ll come around. Besides, it’s not like we won’t have plenty of time to fix young Harry onto the right path.”

Snape only shook his head,” I agree, one of these days Albus; you’re going to get into trouble you can’t twinkle your way out of.” With that Snape strode out with his own flourish leaving Albus to contemplate his plans. Really, what was to worry about? Dumbledore smiled to himself as he popped a lemon drop into his mouth; it’s not like those two could do anything about his pans anyways. By the time they became aware something was amiss, it would be too late. Humming he moved to stand near his fire place before he blinked in confusion at the scorch marks on the outside of the fireplace. He’d have to talk to the house elves about keeping a closer eye on his fire; didn’t want his office catching on fire after all.