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Plots and an Enraged James
Disclaimer: Saaaaame.
Warnings: *rolls eyes* Really now…
Reviews: *bows over and over and over* Forgive me, I deserve to be fed to my many rabid bunnies for neglecting my story for soooo long. To any and all my faithful reviewers/readers; I apologize immensely and I really do love all of ya’ll for sticking with me for this long.*hands out cookies and Snape and/or House plushies to one and all* Now to the story!
Plots and an Enraged James
Twitching he stared across the desk at the smiling fool,” You want me to stay with oen house; the Gryffindor house?” Dumbles nodded as he sucked at one of those damnable candies –James hoped his teeth rotted out he ate so many of the things- ,” Indeed, I do believe it would be better if you settled in with that house; it is a much more open and friendly house.” Unlike Slytherin was the unspoken statement and James sneered,” Right.”
From what he’d seen the Gryff’s were the most bigoted lot of them all; the Slyer snakes at least were openly closed off about what they were while the ‘gold’ Lions were very much the epitome of hypocrisy in James’s eyes. He shrugged,” Very well; but I will be roomed on my own with Brittney.” The twinkle faded a bit,” I don’t think it’s wise that lit-“ James sliced his hand through the air,” As her…physician I am entitled to that much old man. Either that or I stay in the dungeons were the potions master has been all too kind with letting us have a room to ourselves.”
Dumbledore pondered over it, James could tell that he was going to give and the old coot nodded with a sigh,” I suppose, if nothing more can persuade you.” James smirked,” You’re damn right you old fogey.” Dumbledore stared at him in shock at the blatant disrespect,” Young man-“ James cut him off loudly,” If you’ll excuse me I have to get my things and Brittney’s since we’re being so rudely impressed upon to move at your designs.” Albus opened his mouth but James continued as he headed for the door,” WHICH might I add is pretty much breaking your agreement; that whole, non-interference thing and all. But what was I expecting from a manipulative old bastard like you. Chow!”
The office door slammed shut behind him; Albus had to wonder how he managed that since he had spelled his doors to be unslammable lest the numerous angry teens walked out of here break it at some point… Ah well! Harry was going where he belonged and once there he’d see things as he was supposed too, especially with the two youngest Weasely’s around to set him on the right path. HE popped another lemon drop only to sputter as he swallowed it, damn candies were out ot get him again…
~~
James fumed as he packed all his things before getting someone to cast a shrinking and light weight charm on them. He scooped Brittney up, pocketed everything, than got an escort in the form of, joy of joys, Draco Malfoy to escort him to the Lion’s lair. HE ignored the Malfoy heir as he concentrated on the new path and the steps required to make it to all of the proper levels. The fat lady eyed the slytherin symbol but opened up for James, who was greeted by loud cheers and people literally dragging him into the Common Room.
To say he was not happy to be surrounded by grinning shouting idiots, who were starting to scare Brittney was an understatement. He shouldered through the mob, gritting his teeth and ignoring the cooing girls and the guys pounding him on the back in welcome. The moment he got everything settled he was going to have to have a chat with these fucking idiots. Brittney clutched to him in terror as girls cooed over her as they passed and made baby noises.
Finally managing to get to the dubious peace of the staircase, James located their room and settled Brittney into a bed for sleep. He carefully cast some of the few spells he’d learned: locking, privacy, and silencing to keep anything out that might disturb her, including his temper. With that done he descended the staircase with a book he’d managed to unshrink and settled in a corner away from the crowds that seemed concentrated on someone else.
That is until a red-headed girl and someone that looked like he might be a slightly older brother settled on either side of him. One he recognized as being Weasley, the girl he had no clue. He only gave them the barest of glances before returning to his book; several love sick sighs later he had to glare at the girl,” May I help you?” The puppy love filled eyes stared at him as she batted her lashes,” Are you really THE Harry Potter like Professor Dumbledore said you are?” The way she said his old name and the name of the coot grated on his nerves, her brother though really teed him off as he cut in and stated in an obnoxiously loud voice,” Of course he is, I mean I saw his scar!”
She gaped at her brother before turning awe and sickeningly glazed eyes back to him and asked with a breathy,” May I see it?” He narrowed his eyes and growled,” No you very well may not. I am NOT this Harry Potter you and the rest of this damn school keep blathering on about. I am, as I have stated earlier, James House Jr.” She shook her head and smiled at him in a manner that really made him want to slap her back into her senses.
Her brother only snorted and again, in a far too loud voice, stated,” You are too. Professor Dumbledore said you are, so you must be. He’s NEVER wrong, he defeated Grindewald after all.” The stubborn set to jam and body made James grind his teeth until they ached. These two were wearing on his last nerves.
He ground out between his cleched teeth,” First time for everything. Now, LEAVE. I find your presence tedious.” They looked at him with some shock now before they smiled;” Now you don’t mean that mate.” That declaration from the Weasel, said in the same way as he’s said Albus was never wrong was the last straw.
James exploded and all the frustration he’d been unable to vent at Albus flew at them in more than one way,” I DO BLOODY WELL MEAN IT! I heard some where that you are a tactical genius! I can’t tell, you’re being so loud and so insufferable that I can’t even think right when you talk!” He whirled on the girl who squeaked and cowered as everyone else was as his aura flared with unrestrained magic,” AND YOU! I’m not a fucking boyfriend prospect, so stop looking like a stupid simpering idiot! I mean REALLY, do all girls get to empty headed when they think their in ‘love’” He quoted the last venomously,” I mean you’ve known me for what? A few days at most and how well do you really know me? How well do ANY of you know me?! Not a single bit, not one god damned fucking single bit! SO lie off, and leave me in peace you morons!” His magic had restrained and silenced the two red-heads, and most of the rooms was unable to move for fear and because of the magical pressure.
Supposedly unbreakable magic windows cracked in the tower, and everywhere all over school teachers and students topped what they were doing as the fires flickered and the very castle seemed to groan under some strain for one awful moment before it was over.
James stood impassive in the pretty much destroyed common room,” I ma going to bed. Any of you wake me up and I will hurt you. Badly. Good evening.” He dead-panned the entire time before turning on his heel and leaving up the stair well; stepping over debris and trash uncaringly.
Ginny and Ron gaped and squeaked when they realized that they were still stuck and still very much mute. Fred and George looked up unsympathetically at their siblings and around the room from the corner where they were seated and relatively untouched. George brushed a bit of paper off of his arm,” Well, I’d say that was a exceptionally “spectacular mistake mates.” Fred finished with some malicious glee. He hopped around the room with his twin in tow as they headed past their stunned tower mates. George nodded,” Yup. At least we were smart enough-“ “To realize that needling him-“ ” Would be like poking a sleeping dragon!” Fred finished once more,” Night all!” He bounded up the steps laughing. George shook his head,” We told you lot. Now have a nice night. We’re certainly going too!” With that and a cheery waved George vanished up the steps too, leaving the rest to clean up, or hang there hoping that a teacher might be able to free them in the morning.
That night began the very tip of what was going to occur as Albus sat in his office and wonder for once, if maybe he’d taken in more than he could handle. The whole school wondered if this James was really their savior, and some hoped that maybe he was. He’d definitely be more of a match with sheer temper alone to intimidate You-Know-Who.
Warnings: *rolls eyes* Really now…
Reviews: *bows over and over and over* Forgive me, I deserve to be fed to my many rabid bunnies for neglecting my story for soooo long. To any and all my faithful reviewers/readers; I apologize immensely and I really do love all of ya’ll for sticking with me for this long.*hands out cookies and Snape and/or House plushies to one and all* Now to the story!
Plots and an Enraged James
Twitching he stared across the desk at the smiling fool,” You want me to stay with oen house; the Gryffindor house?” Dumbles nodded as he sucked at one of those damnable candies –James hoped his teeth rotted out he ate so many of the things- ,” Indeed, I do believe it would be better if you settled in with that house; it is a much more open and friendly house.” Unlike Slytherin was the unspoken statement and James sneered,” Right.”
From what he’d seen the Gryff’s were the most bigoted lot of them all; the Slyer snakes at least were openly closed off about what they were while the ‘gold’ Lions were very much the epitome of hypocrisy in James’s eyes. He shrugged,” Very well; but I will be roomed on my own with Brittney.” The twinkle faded a bit,” I don’t think it’s wise that lit-“ James sliced his hand through the air,” As her…physician I am entitled to that much old man. Either that or I stay in the dungeons were the potions master has been all too kind with letting us have a room to ourselves.”
Dumbledore pondered over it, James could tell that he was going to give and the old coot nodded with a sigh,” I suppose, if nothing more can persuade you.” James smirked,” You’re damn right you old fogey.” Dumbledore stared at him in shock at the blatant disrespect,” Young man-“ James cut him off loudly,” If you’ll excuse me I have to get my things and Brittney’s since we’re being so rudely impressed upon to move at your designs.” Albus opened his mouth but James continued as he headed for the door,” WHICH might I add is pretty much breaking your agreement; that whole, non-interference thing and all. But what was I expecting from a manipulative old bastard like you. Chow!”
The office door slammed shut behind him; Albus had to wonder how he managed that since he had spelled his doors to be unslammable lest the numerous angry teens walked out of here break it at some point… Ah well! Harry was going where he belonged and once there he’d see things as he was supposed too, especially with the two youngest Weasely’s around to set him on the right path. HE popped another lemon drop only to sputter as he swallowed it, damn candies were out ot get him again…
~~
James fumed as he packed all his things before getting someone to cast a shrinking and light weight charm on them. He scooped Brittney up, pocketed everything, than got an escort in the form of, joy of joys, Draco Malfoy to escort him to the Lion’s lair. HE ignored the Malfoy heir as he concentrated on the new path and the steps required to make it to all of the proper levels. The fat lady eyed the slytherin symbol but opened up for James, who was greeted by loud cheers and people literally dragging him into the Common Room.
To say he was not happy to be surrounded by grinning shouting idiots, who were starting to scare Brittney was an understatement. He shouldered through the mob, gritting his teeth and ignoring the cooing girls and the guys pounding him on the back in welcome. The moment he got everything settled he was going to have to have a chat with these fucking idiots. Brittney clutched to him in terror as girls cooed over her as they passed and made baby noises.
Finally managing to get to the dubious peace of the staircase, James located their room and settled Brittney into a bed for sleep. He carefully cast some of the few spells he’d learned: locking, privacy, and silencing to keep anything out that might disturb her, including his temper. With that done he descended the staircase with a book he’d managed to unshrink and settled in a corner away from the crowds that seemed concentrated on someone else.
That is until a red-headed girl and someone that looked like he might be a slightly older brother settled on either side of him. One he recognized as being Weasley, the girl he had no clue. He only gave them the barest of glances before returning to his book; several love sick sighs later he had to glare at the girl,” May I help you?” The puppy love filled eyes stared at him as she batted her lashes,” Are you really THE Harry Potter like Professor Dumbledore said you are?” The way she said his old name and the name of the coot grated on his nerves, her brother though really teed him off as he cut in and stated in an obnoxiously loud voice,” Of course he is, I mean I saw his scar!”
She gaped at her brother before turning awe and sickeningly glazed eyes back to him and asked with a breathy,” May I see it?” He narrowed his eyes and growled,” No you very well may not. I am NOT this Harry Potter you and the rest of this damn school keep blathering on about. I am, as I have stated earlier, James House Jr.” She shook her head and smiled at him in a manner that really made him want to slap her back into her senses.
Her brother only snorted and again, in a far too loud voice, stated,” You are too. Professor Dumbledore said you are, so you must be. He’s NEVER wrong, he defeated Grindewald after all.” The stubborn set to jam and body made James grind his teeth until they ached. These two were wearing on his last nerves.
He ground out between his cleched teeth,” First time for everything. Now, LEAVE. I find your presence tedious.” They looked at him with some shock now before they smiled;” Now you don’t mean that mate.” That declaration from the Weasel, said in the same way as he’s said Albus was never wrong was the last straw.
James exploded and all the frustration he’d been unable to vent at Albus flew at them in more than one way,” I DO BLOODY WELL MEAN IT! I heard some where that you are a tactical genius! I can’t tell, you’re being so loud and so insufferable that I can’t even think right when you talk!” He whirled on the girl who squeaked and cowered as everyone else was as his aura flared with unrestrained magic,” AND YOU! I’m not a fucking boyfriend prospect, so stop looking like a stupid simpering idiot! I mean REALLY, do all girls get to empty headed when they think their in ‘love’” He quoted the last venomously,” I mean you’ve known me for what? A few days at most and how well do you really know me? How well do ANY of you know me?! Not a single bit, not one god damned fucking single bit! SO lie off, and leave me in peace you morons!” His magic had restrained and silenced the two red-heads, and most of the rooms was unable to move for fear and because of the magical pressure.
Supposedly unbreakable magic windows cracked in the tower, and everywhere all over school teachers and students topped what they were doing as the fires flickered and the very castle seemed to groan under some strain for one awful moment before it was over.
James stood impassive in the pretty much destroyed common room,” I ma going to bed. Any of you wake me up and I will hurt you. Badly. Good evening.” He dead-panned the entire time before turning on his heel and leaving up the stair well; stepping over debris and trash uncaringly.
Ginny and Ron gaped and squeaked when they realized that they were still stuck and still very much mute. Fred and George looked up unsympathetically at their siblings and around the room from the corner where they were seated and relatively untouched. George brushed a bit of paper off of his arm,” Well, I’d say that was a exceptionally “spectacular mistake mates.” Fred finished with some malicious glee. He hopped around the room with his twin in tow as they headed past their stunned tower mates. George nodded,” Yup. At least we were smart enough-“ “To realize that needling him-“ ” Would be like poking a sleeping dragon!” Fred finished once more,” Night all!” He bounded up the steps laughing. George shook his head,” We told you lot. Now have a nice night. We’re certainly going too!” With that and a cheery waved George vanished up the steps too, leaving the rest to clean up, or hang there hoping that a teacher might be able to free them in the morning.
That night began the very tip of what was going to occur as Albus sat in his office and wonder for once, if maybe he’d taken in more than he could handle. The whole school wondered if this James was really their savior, and some hoped that maybe he was. He’d definitely be more of a match with sheer temper alone to intimidate You-Know-Who.