James P.O.V.

Fred and I got into our rooms first. Hugo and Al shared a room. Roxie, Lily and Rosie did as well, and me and Fred did. Angelina and George shared one, and so did Ron, Hermione. Mum and dad did as well.

We set down our duffle bags on our beds, and plopped down on them.

I sat up.

"Come on! Mum and your mum said we could go into San Fransisco!" Fred got up, excited.

"Going into town!" Fred yelled.

"Alright- just wear your jackets, and here is one hundred dollars in American Muggle money for the both of you... I don't know how Americas muggle money system works.." "neither do I, Ginny." Hermione, Ron, dad, George and Angelina replied.

"Sky does." "Really, Al? I didn't know she was from America!" I snorted. "just saying..."

Fred and I caught the free trolley. Hmm... So... It's wasn't a candy trolley, but a trolley that muggleborn ride for transportation...

The two of us exited at the big shopping center. The trolley driver said teens usaully hang out there.

Sure enough, a bunch of teen boys and girls our age were hanging out there.

I shrugged, and we walked towards the direction of the store:

'Nike'.

Fred took out a green marker out of his pocket. He made six more zeroes on each our dollars. So, now we have...

10,000,000.

Like, ten million dollars?

Sweet!!

The girl at the cashier counter winked at Fred. Fred blushed. Fred winked back.

I just rolled my eyes.

We looked around, until the lady from the counter came up to us.

"Hey, you need help?" "Uhm... Sure, we're from Britan, and... You know..." she nodded at what I had said.

The girls name tag read the name: Lizzy on it.

'Lizzy, age thirteen.'

Lizzy had long, natural blonde hair with black tips on her side swept bangs. Her eyes were a very pretty blue colour, and she had nice, natural tan skin.

She was wearing a pair of comfy Nike shorts, a bright neon orange tshirt that said:

'Oh, okay. I'll just go, you know, bounty jump.'

She wore some bright neon Nike tennis shoes, and glasses that were thick, and black rimmed.

Lizzy grabbed Fred's hand ran to the back of the store. I followed them.

"Now, you-" "Fred. Fred Weasley-" "I know. I'm a witch. American, moving to Britian in January." Fred smirked, and blushed. I rolled my eyes.

She continued.

"Okay, your style, Fred, is more of an athletic type. See? These basketball shorts, and jeans and shirts, and this jacket, and shoes are good."

She put a hand in his ginger hair, and ruffled it up, so it looked almost as messy as my dads. But... It looked fine.

"Okay...thatll be sixty dollars." he gave her the money, and she gave him the forty dollars.

"I know that trick, mister." she rolled her eyes.

"and.. James Potter, correct?" I nodded.

"hmm.... Your style shop is next door- I'm done for my shift now. It's one in the afternoon, so...I could come with you guys, and help, if that's alright?" we nodded.

She locked up the shop.

Fred carried his shopping bags, as we stepped into 'Rue 21'. Hmm... Seemed like the store Sky would shop at..

"Now, James, you seem to have the 'badboy' style. And.. Okay, look..."

In the end, I got some awesome pieces of clothing. Once Lizzy bid us goodbye, and gave Fred her number and he gave her his, we walked down the mall.

I looked at my watch. It was three forty five in the afternoon. Hmm... American time...

I looked at the mirror in 'Claires'. I glanced at Fred, as he smiled and made to thumbs up as he got a diamond earring in his left ear. I rolled my eyes.

So, I got one in my right ear. With all that crappy cleaner and stuff, we exited.

By the end of the day, we looked pretty awesome.

Fred's ginger hair was spiked up as Lizzy told him too, with a little bit of golden blonde in it that was kinda noticeable.

My raven-jet black hair was still in its skater it shape, but Fred bargained me to haveit straightened, and put in a small amount of a green tinge in the front by my bangs that's had to flip out of my eyes. It was kinda noticeable, like Fred's.

We walked into the house, being the loud boys we've always been. Well, the vacation house, I mean.

I looked at my watch, and it was four thirty in the afternoon.

"Dude! She gave you her number, and you gave her yours!" "And she's not a muggle! She's a witch!" "who is moving to Britian and going to Hogwarts in January!" I smirked.

"And she's in OUR year!" Fred smiled and replied.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?" Hermione, mum, and Angelina screamed at us.

"Heh... Hey, guys! It's only like four thirty." they blushed. "oh... Yes... Time differences.." we rolled our eyes.

At dinner that night, Rosie asked Fred and I:

"So... Have you always had those?" she smirked. "Nope, James is my brother, and as his little sister, I would have noticed." "hmm... I'm only as old as Al and Rosie, and ive never noticed those!"

"hmm... Did you two get ear piercings?" Al muttered. We blushed.

"And little Freddie met a wittle witch who is moving to Britian an dis going to wittle Hoggy Warts and will be in our wittle year! They exchanged wittle nummbers! Her name is Lizzy!" Fred blushed.

He punched me in the shoulder. "So what if maybe we fancy eachother or something?" I smirked.

"does wittle Freddie wanna snog her?" Hugo teased. Fred blushed.

Al, Hugo, Ron, dad, George and I made kissy faces while the girls snickered, but tried to hide it.

"Aww... Does wittle Freddie wanna snog her?" "has wittle Freddie even been kissed by someone besides his mother?" I teased.

He growled at me, loud enough for everyone to hear:

"Because you haven't had your first kiss!" everybody tunnel in. "ohh... Who was it with?" Lily, Roxie, Rosie, Angelina, Hermione, and mum wondered.

"Because you don't imagine snogging the living daylights out of her!" I blushed. "So... You do, huh? Do you imagine seeing you both at age twenty, in a bed, naked, and having sex?" I blushed some more.

"her dad would zap me with a lightning bolt if we even snogged." "oh! So it's Sky!" I blushed.

"How many times have you kissed her?" I blushed.

"Maybe about three or four times?" "Sparks?" Rosie asked.

I blushed, and nodded.

FIVE DAYS LATER:

A clap of thunder, and a large bolt of lightning flashed. The lightning oly struck by the tree.

"Skylar Alana Pandora Smith... Must be saved..." it seemed to whisper.

The whole house heard.

Fred and I grabbed our coats, and braced ourselves, Angelina, George, Ron, Hermione, dad, and mum put on their coats and followed us out there.

Fred and I sprinted up the hill, the adults fowolling us just as face as we were sprinting.

We froze.

Why?

Because we heard a huge, blood chilling, mountain slide-causing shriek.

And that shriek belonged to one person I knew and love.

To Skylar Alana Pandora Smith.

Skyfall.