There is a crowded alley tucked out of reach of most muggles. A place where magic roams free. This place is a popular stop for anyone who wants to be a great wizard in Hogwarts. The streets are teeming with wizards and witches of all ages and is especially popular around the time of the beginning of the school year when young Witches, Wizards, and a few special muggles prepare for a long and magical year at Hogwarts. But in places of great fun and magic also comes danger and evil. When roaming the less popular and more shadowed streets one could never be too careful.

Jim's p.o.v

Hogwarts! The Hogwarts! All the best dark wizards went there. Especially he who shall not be named. Went there. Spoiler alert his name is Voldemort. Too bad he's dead. I could have learned so much from him.
"Come on Sebby! We have to get our wands!"
"Alright! Alright! I'm coming Jim. You'd think the infamous Moriarty would have some patience." The last part was under his breath and was intended as an insult but I didn't care! I was just so excited! We had already gotten our books, uniforms, and pets (Sebby got a cat and I got a rat.) all we needed were our wands.
"Let's gooooooooooo." I moaned pulling on his sleeve. We walked into a huge wand shop with a nice looking old man behind the desk. "First years I presume?"
"Yes sir! Would you mind helping us find the perfect wands?" Sebby looks so cute when he's being polite.
"Certainly right this way boys!"

Later we get out of the shop with our new wands. Sebby's wand is long and straight with silver metal bands spiraling through it while mine is a deep mahogany color that looks like a hand made wand. You can see the grains in the wood along with little flecks of a strange metallic black material. Unlike Sebby's which looks like a straight line mine looked like a squiggle, but in a good way. We walked in silence most of the way home. Sebby insisted on going to my house first. He said he wanted to protect me and didn't want me to walk home in the dark. He's so protective. And Hot with a capital H. His eyes are so dreamy. I sound like a teenage girl but I could get lost in those eyes. So perfect.
"Jim your starring again." Sebby whispered lovingly snapping me out of my trance.
"What can I say? Your worth starring at." He chuckled and rolled his eyes. He was so cute and cuddly, I just want to squeeze him. But he's also so dangerous and fierce. Like a tiger. Tiger, I like that.
"I'll miss you tiger." I stood there looking into his eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He was so much taller than me but then again, so was almost everyone else. He chuckled again.
"Tiger. I could get used to that." He bent his head down to press his lips against mine. I had to stand on my toes to reach him. He wrapped his arms around my waist, deepening the kiss. I wished we could stay there forever. Finally we had to breathe so he pulled away. I sighed. I liked kisses. Especially his kisses.
"You know tiger. If my parents are sleeping then I can grab my stuff and we can stay at your place tonight." I tried to be persuasive but I didn't think it would work.
"Alright but hurry back love." Sebby cooed. Planting kisses all over my face.
"Love. I could get used to that." I unlocked the door and snuck inside as quickly as I could. I had my bags and was almost at the door when I heard my mom.
"James Moriarty! Where do you think you're going?!" Mum was yelling at me.
"I'm going to stay with a friend who lives closer to the train station. Remember I'm going to boarding school tomorrow."
"No you are not! You are saying here! You are going to public school just like you have all your life. We don't have money to waste on fancy boarding schools. You are not walking out that door!"
"Watch me." I turned to leave.
"If you leave now don't bother coming back." I was a bit shocked but then angry.
"Fine I won't!" I stormed out the door. She never loved me anyway. The only person who truly loves me is Sebby. Speak of the devil, Sebby was leaned against a tree in my front yard. The shadows the moonlight cast on his face were absolutely perfect. He looked like a supermodel, and he's all mine. My tiger. Mine. I walked over to him still admiring his beauty.
"Ready love?" He asked. I nodded. Whenever he called me love my heart fluttered at an abnormal rate. He made me go weak in the knees. I felt this now as I started wobbling. He caught me before I fell pulling me into his arms and carrying me bridal style. He pulled my duffle bag over his shoulder and dragged my suitcase along behind him. He carried me so that most of my wait was in one arm. He was so strong. I looked up at his face while he walked, tracing the planes of his chest through his tight shirt with one hand while the other rested on his cheek. We soon arrived at his house. His parents had turned their garage into a little area for him to have his own room when his brother was born. He placed my bags down in the corner before laying down on his bed and pulling me on top of him. We kicked our shoes off and settled into the bed. We were on top of the covers but it was a reasonably warm night. I was still laying on top of him with my elbows on either side of his face. He had one hand resting at the small of my back while the other played with my hair. I traced his lips with my right index finger.
"I love you tiger so much." I whispered.
"I love you too baby." He murmured against my finger. I leaned down to give him a long slow kiss. When we finally had to pull away for air I lay my head down on his chest. One of my hands intertwined with his while the other played with his blonde hair. He wrapped his arm around my waist securely. And I fell asleep in the arms of the man I love.