JK Rowlings Harry Potter Prequel  
http://www.gryffindorgazette.com/2008/06/11/the-harry-potter-prequel-read-it-here/

What happened next?

As the motorbike soared over the countryside the boys could see the cars travelling bellow along their way like glowing ants, travelling back and forth to their colony.
We're here! Hang on, I'm going to land yelled Sirius" Finally! I'm bloody freezing!" shouted James with chattering teeth. With a crunch of frozen grass, the motorbike landed in a field on the outskirts of a small town. The boys hopped off and started to pull the bike under the cover of a large tree. Holding himself tight, James whispered, do you think we could risk lighting our wands? No, we've had enough attention for one night; I think we should go for as much stealth as possible. With a nod, James began pulling a cloak out of the inside of his robes and threw it over himself and Sirius. Now, well concealed from prying eyes, James pulled a small piece of paper with large elegant loopy handwriting. Glowing strangely, it read:

                 
               "24 Budleigh Babberton"

As the boys proceeded through the small narrow, steep hilled town, invisible to the world, they twisted their heads, checking the numbers on each house, 17, 19, 21...
As they reached the top of the hill, they realised they had passed No.24. Damn, how did we miss it, said Sirius. I think we could use some canine help to sniff it out grinned James. Without a word Sirius closed his eyes, and a second later a large black dog sat in the spot Sirius had stood a moment ago. OK Padfoot, you take the left side and ill take the right. After a glance at James, the large dog ran out from under the cloak and trotted to the far path and down the street occasionally glancing at numbers and the variously coloured doors. Still under the cloak, James marched down the street, saying the number of each house under his breath as he went along, 30, 28, 26, 22. He skidded to a halt in realisation. Swirling around, searching for Padfoot, he found him being petted and stroked by two young women. Aww he's cute, aren't you a good dog snuffles! Cooed one of the women. As Padfoot wagged his tail and played with the girls, James ran over underneath the cloak and hit a sharp kick to the backside. Padfoot stumbled forward and James whispered into his large floppy ear, I found it, I found 24. On hearing the news, Padfoot trotted back to the girls, leaped on to, placing his paws on her shoulders, licked her face, turned and calmly trotted off out of sight, tail wagging with such ferocity it caused James to mutter I wouldn't be surprised if that tail fell off. Slipping back under the cloak, Sirius reappeared in his conventional form, grinning wide. You woulda done the same, now, where this house?

Standing in front of where the house should have been, Sirius muttered, what did he say to do again? Emm I think it was.... hang on I wrote it down. He took out the piece of paper with the shimmering loopy writing and turned it over handing it to Sirius, who took out his wand and said, in aloud and travelling voice, Apertus Janus. Merlin's pants Sirius, do you want to let every deatheater in England now where we are? Sirius simply grinned and pointed towards the house. Looking forward, James was shocked to find No.24 pushing and squeezing its way between the two already in place. The two stumbled forward towards the large black door. Nervously James muttered Alohomora, but nothing happened! Hang on said Sirius, reaching inside his robes and pulling out a knife, and inserting it in the keyhole of the door, and twisting it from side to side. The door swung open, and Sirius bowed and gestured towards James to enter the house. When inside the house, Sirius muttered towards James, what did he say it looked like again? Small round glass vial, about the same size as a snitch, with pearly smoky liquid inside it. Lets split up, we'll be quicker that way, ill go up stairs. Pulling the cloak off himself and Sirius, James ran up the stairs. After a few minutes of looking through cupboards and presses, Sirius spotted a small bottle glowing strangely. He grabbed it quickly, and in his excitement, forgetting any caution, shouted I found it.  Just as Sirius reached the bottom of the stairs grinning up at James, his legs snapped together and he fell with a thud to the ground. The caster of the spell, thinking he had eliminated his only victim stepped forward out of the darkness, directly into James' sights, who shouted 'stupify', knocking out the large, blond oafish man, who he wouldn't have been surprised to find he had some troll blood in him. He ran down the stairs, reversing the leg-locking curse placed on Sirius, and threw the invisibility cloak over the two of them. Just as the cloak covered the two boys, three more death eaters appeared in the hallway, investigating what had caused the all the racket. James and Sirius watched the 3 men walk past where they were hidden and discover their companion, looking around and scratching their heads, a weak chinned, nervous looking man asked, 'Do ye think they might still be here?' As though this was their queue, James and Sirius threw off the cloak and shouted, 'stupify' in unison. James hit the weak chinned man square between the eyes, while Sirius aimed for a tall, built man with a broken nose, who crushed a hallway table after being hit full in the chest, the third man, who seemed momentarily frozen with shock, dropped his wand and tried to yell for his fellow death eaters, but James was too quick for him, performing a silencing charm, which resulted in the man emitting a small croak before going silent. What do ye reckon James, will we just stupify him or should we take advantage of this chance to experiment with some to of our own creations? How about that one that makes your backside look like it's been recently pebble dashed? Teased Sirius. That's a good idea, but I think id like try that one that makes your nose stretch and wrap its self around his body replied James menacingly. Oh I don't think you shall be doing anyone of those to our precious Crabb here said a sneering voice from behind them. They both swung around to find 3 men advancing up the hallway being led by a tall, blonde haired man, who at the flick of his wand, made the boys wands sore across towards him, where he caught them in his free hand. Just as the man came to a halt, James felt a quiver in his pocket and looked down in time to see a large rat jump out and speed past the man. Now's your time to shine Wormtail, thought James. Now, said the man, his face still in the shadows, give me that vile in your hand and we'll be on our way. Filled with a new sense of confidence that Wormtail would save them James began to taunt the man. What will you give us for it in return, I mean what's stopping us from walking out, we already took out 3 of your men, what stopping us do taking out 3 more? Just as he finished his sentence, a familiar sound reached his ears, but strangely distant, He could Picture the nervous Wormtail quivering on Sirius' bike. As Sirius was cursing him under his breath, the man in the shadows began to speak once again, shall we put that theory to the test my little friend? Cruci... before he could finish uttering the unforgivable curse, a extremely bright red light burst out of thin air, filling the hallway, accompanying the light was a soothing sound that seemed to strengthen the boys. Peering through the light they saw a large bird, which they recognised from the many visits the made to Dumbledore's office as Fawkes, the phoenix. In an act of pure instinct, the boys reached for the nearest part of the bird to them, the tail feathers. The instant their fingers came into contact with the bird they were lifted off the ground, twisting and flapping only barely holding on to the phoenix, sure they would fall any second. Just as they though they could hold on know longer and their hands slipped the red light faded and both boys thudded on to a hard floor. Eyes still blinded, they first realised where they were by the familiar whistles, clicks and chimes of the many objects that occupied Dumbledore's office. When their eyes finally adjusted to the room, they saw the old man peering at them with his clear blue eyes, which as always made them feel as if he was peering into through them, into their soles. Dumbledore, breaking into a grin, chuckled, another adventure under your belts boys, and not without its close calls it seems. Sirius, grinning from one ear to ear, handed over their acquisition. "Thank you Sirius, this will come in very useful, a job well done" James' curiosity could not resist any longer and he burst out "what is that sir? And why didn't you go get it yourself".  I'm afraid James, I cannot answer those questions at this time, but I assure you I will answer them in the near future. Now I think you two have earned some rest, goodnight! Oh and next time I request to, err, overlook your punishment myself, try to keep the muggle sitings to a minimum please wont you?" "Yes, professor." "Thank you, now straight to bed for you both, no lingering around the hallways, we don't want you to receive another detention, so soon anyway" smirked Dumbledore. "Yes, sir!" Chorused the boys and left the room through the revolving staircase. However, the moment Sirius' foot hit the corridor floor he turned to James and smirked, "How about a visit to the kitchens, I'm famished!" James already had his invisibility cloak out of his pocket and threw it over the two of them.

The End.