Omg! Omg! It's a new Harry Potter Story! Kya~ I'm super, super excited, cause this one will show James' more mischievous and playboy side. Elizabeth is kindda the nerd in the story, but she's rich...so...you'll get it as the story goes on. If you already haven't figured out, this is an Elizabeth x James story. Elizabeth is a character that I created. She is the daughter of Oliver and Katie Wood (one of my fav. 1st gen. couples)...

Also, a HUGE, HUGE, HUGE dedication to RoseAmongstThorns for being the only one who responded to my plea. For those of you who don't know, I wanted someone to make a cover for my story Broken Hearts and Promises. If anyone is interested, please PM (post message) me if you need details. I want James, Elizabeth, Rose, Scorpius, Al, and maybe Lily on the cover; the title is optional. That was my first James and Elizabeth story, and I must say that I truly enjoyed writing them. I dunno why...I guess it's cause I can relate to a lot of the stuff (excluding magic xD) So anyways, enough of my rambling and ON WITH THE STORY!

~TCW

Prologue:

A little black haired girl sat on the swing. She felt like a lonely gray wolf, which had lost its pack. She felt so very alone, and the fact that her mother and father were probably playing Quiditch again didn't help the fact. The little girl looked about 7 years old, yet she was very mature and independent. Her black hair flowed down to her mid back. Her eyes were a shining pool of cerulean blue and her plump pink lips were pursed in contemplation. 2 little children suddenly came towards her. They looked around 4 years old, and had the same black hair, blue eyes. One was a little girl, the other a little boy. They seemed to be wailing and crying, pointing to their mouths and stomachs. The 7 year old black haired girl gazed at them with motherly love.

"Elizabeth, come inside and make dinner! Your father and I are going out!" Cried a brown haired woman. The brown haired woman, Katie Wood, stood outside the terrace in the backyard of their mansion. The little girl, now known as Elizabeth, seemed to stiffen a little, but managed to keep her composure. Now if you're expecting some maid to make the dinner you're wrong. Elizabeth Katie Wood, was not only mature for her age, but was very talented. She knew how to cook, clean, do the laundry, and even play a little Quiditch.

"Elizabeth, some new neighbors are coming over for dinner. Please have it ready by the time your mother and I come back," Oliver Wood, Katie's husband, added. Elizabeth mumbled something in reply and hopped off the swing to head inside.

A little beyond the premises of the Wood mansion, 5 people were getting settled into their new home. Well...two people were, at least.

"Ha ha, can't catch me! Can't catch me!" a little orange haired girl cried as her two brothers chased her around. The girl looked around 4, one brother looked around 6, and the eldest brother looked about 7 years old. Their mother, a pleasant orange-haired lady, looked particularly strict.

"Lily, stop running around! Albus, James, stop encouraging your sister!" she snapped. The eldest immediately stopped running, but the younger boy continued to run.

"Al, watch out for the wall!" the mother screeched, and just then, a loud sickening crunch could be heard.

"Ginny, what is going on?" a man with jet black hair groaned. It was apparent he hadn't gotten much sleep; possibly because he was up all night trying to catch run away fugitives. The woman, whose name was Ginny, groaned.

"Harry James Potter, can you control your kids?" she asked. Harry's eyes widened.

"Oh no, that's your job!" he laughed as Ginny indignantly stood up.

"Harry James, you're an Auror! You can control fugitives from ASKABAN yet you can't control your own kids?" she shrieked. Harry laughed.

"All right, all right, Ginny, keep your pants on," he chuckled, kissing her on the cheek. He pulled out his wand and created his patronus. The three children immediately stopped and looked at the silver figure in awe. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Get ready in an hour. We've been invited to dinner by our new next door neighbors," she shouted as she entered the kitchen.

The doorbell rang and Elizabeth ran to get it. As she opened the door, her eyes widened to see the guests her mother invited. Looking down, she also realized she was still in her apron and had a bandana on her head. Her face turned bright red.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs.-" she paused, not knowing their name.

"Potter," the woman replied and Elizabeth's mouth opened and closed like a gaping fish. Her mother had invited the Potters? Why hadn't she been informed? She blushed even brighter.

"Please come in, Mr. and Mrs. Potter. The kitchen is straight ahead and to the left. She quickly ran upstairs to change.

Oliver and Katie came in a few minutes after the Potters had settled into the kitchen. Of course, no one had any idea who was who. So, to say that it was a surprise when all 4 adults saw each would be an understatement. When Oliver and Katie entered the kitchen, they stood shell-shocked. When the Potters looked up, they jumped out of their seats.

"Oliver?" Harry incredulously breathed. Oliver grinned timidly.

"Harry!" he greeted, his grin broadening. Ginny looked between them.

"Katie? You married Oliver?" she squealed as Katie blushed.

"Yea...and I see you married Harry, Ginny," Katie laughed as the two girls hugged. James looked back and forth.

"Mum, Dad, you guys know each other?" James asked; his voice was full of confusion. Harry nodded.

"This is my old coach, Oliver, and my old teammate, Katie," Harry replied. "And you must be pretty rich to have a maid in your home," he replied. Oliver and Katie looked at Harry in confusion.

"We don't have a maid," they replied in unison. Just then, Elizabeth walked in. All eyes were on her. She was wearing a striped collared shirt and a skirt that flowed down to her knees. Her long black hair was pulled back in a headband. Oliver and Katie smiled at their daughter.

"Oh, Harry, this is our daughter, Elizabeth. Elizabeth, come say hi to the Potters," Katie said to the blushing couple. How could they have mistaken this girl for a maid? Well...the clothes she was wearing before...Elizabeth walked over to them and smiled impishly.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Elizabeth Wood, and this is my brother Aaron, and my sister Simone." Elizabeth said in her high pitched kid voice. Harry and Ginny were astounded by this little girl. She seemed so mature; why couldn't James be like that?

"Where are your rags?" James rudely asked, and Elizabeth's face flushed a dangerous red.

"I was cleaning the house, thank you very much. Did you really expect me to wear my evening clothes when cleaning the house?" she snapped.

"James!" Ginny snapped as Katie snapped, "Elizabeth!" Elizabeth looked down.

"I'm sorry mum. I'll get the dinner," she said timidly and scurried out of the kitchen. Ginny looked at Katie.

"I really need to learn how you control your kids," Ginny laughed as Katie smiled. Elizabeth came back in, her face normal again, and her smile confident and friendly. A few minutes later everyone began to eat.

"Katie, this dinner is amazing! Did you make it yourself?" Harry asked, his eyes widening. A small voice interrupted them.

"No, Mr. Potter. I made it, actually," Elizabeth shyly interrupted. Harry almost choked on his food. Katie smiled proudly.

"And it's wonderful dear. Oh, look at the time! We have to run to Quiditch practice. It was so nice seeing you Harry, Ginny," Katie hurriedly called as she and Oliver left the house. Harry and Ginny looked at Elizabeth and her siblings. Elizabeth excused herself.

"Well, I guess dinner is over. Thanks so much for coming over! It was a pleasure having you! Do you need me to show you the way out?" Elizabeth asked. Ginny smiled and stood up.

"That's all right sweetie. Do you need any help cleaning up?" she asked the younger girl. Elizabeth shook her head.

"No thank you. I can do it myself," Elizabeth replied. James smirked.

"Wow, are you sure you aren't a maid?" he asked. Elizabeth flushed and glared at him.

"Yes, I'm quite sure!" she snapped. James rolled his eyes.

"I'm going to call you Cinderella," he declared. Harry and Ginny watched their eldest son in horror.

"Then I should call you Prince Ugly!" Elizabeth growled. James gasped dramatically.

"Ugly? I'm the most handsome guy in this world!" James retorted. Elizabeth scoffed.

"In your dreams, Potter," she huffed and started to usher the family of 5 out.

"Mr. and Mrs. Potter, it was a pleasure having you here. Now if you excuse me, I have to go wash the dishes and put my brother and sister to bed." Elizabeth snapped, not at all sounding pleasant and happy. Lily smiled up at the girl.

"You want to come over sometime?" she asked. Elizabeth seemed to calm down when she saw Lily, and her eyes seemed to fill with motherly affection.

"No thanks. You all seem like a nice bunch, but I'd rather not taint my dignity with arrogant people," she glared at James and stomped upstairs as she heard the door close. "Geez, I really hate that kid."

Ehehe so as you can see, James and Elizabeth have already gotten off to a rough start! Also, I'm thinking of doing a sequel to Broken Hearts and Promises, which will mostly focus on Al. The title I have debating in my mind is My Heart Calls For You or something corny like that =P ehehe :) So anyway, what did you think? Good, bad, horrible? I really, really, really need your insight for this story because I already have the first chapter and a half written...so if you like it, review! If you don't, review! I NEED FEEDBACK SO CLICK ON THE LONELY REVIEW BUTTON FOR SOME COOKIES :D

~TCW