Author's Note: OK. First off, before you read the story, let me just inform you that I started this a while ago (can't exactly remember when) and had it posted over at (or is .com?) under the name Fizzylicious. Why am I mentioning that? Just so people won't get the wrong idea if they've happened to read this already. I've posted the Intro and first chapter there and then just stopped. Why, you may wonder...writer's block, people. That and life has been kind of crazy with me getting a job and then I just kinda lost interest, but hey, now, interested again. I adore James/Sirius/Remus/&Peter (yes, I said Peter) and wanted to continue and so ta-da! lol. Of course, this had started out as mainly Lily/James with a minor Sirius/OC... but now, it's the other way around. Kind of lame, but oh well. My story. So yes, now it's major Sirius/OC with minor Lily/James. All right? Good. Hope you enjoy! Hugs and Kisses xox
"Lily Evans and James Potter – who would have thought that they would be having a baby – together!? I certainly overlooked that prospect – even when they first began dating. I always thought that they would have a sort of falling out as the time passes. But, no – they're still together. And they're having a baby – if you've somehow forgotten my first words.
"Yes, they're having a baby. Boy or girl, it's yet to be determined.
"James would love a boy, someone that he could mold and teach.
"Lily, I think, would prefer a girl. Merlin knows that one James Potter is enough. Well, more than enough. He's a prick – what can I say? An ingenious prick, but one nonetheless," said a cool female voice.
"That's my best friend you're talking about, Lena," interrupted a male voice from behind the young woman.
She turned around and gave a snort.
"Right, whatever, I know that – everyone knows that. And – what do you think you're doing here, anyway? This is my story; I don't remember inviting you here."
"Oh woe is me," he replied as he moved across the room.
"Don't you take that sarcastic tone with me, Sirius – and don't you roll your eyes at me either – HEY, I'M TALKING TO YOU."
"And I'm listening, Lena," said Sirius after settling himself down on a chair. He gave her a bored face before he pointed out, "I can listen to your little speech and take a seat at the same time, you know."
"I said it once and I'll say it again (for some reason I'm feeling the need to repeat myself tonight) – 'whatever'."
"Uh-huh.
"What are you doing anyway, it's late and you've never been one to stay up. You've always been that 'early to bed, early to rise' type that annoyed me to no end.
"Talking to your imaginary friend, again? I always catch you talking to yourself. About me, maybe?" he asked, very curious.
"I do not have an imaginary friend!" she shrieked. "And that would be a compete waste of time – taking about YOU to anyone, imaginary or not."
She paused to take a breath and calm herself.
"Also, I see that you weren't listening – Oh, Merlin, is Sirius Black actually blushing?"
"Shut-up, Lena."
"Right – sure," she rolled her eyes. "Anyway, as I was saying, I see that you weren't listening to my words after all, because – if you were – you would have heard me telling you – after you had butt in – 'This is my story,'."
She paused for a moment and said matter of fact, "I'm telling a story."
"A story? Here? To who?!"
"To anyone that would listen."
"About what – about who? Me?"
"That would be ANOTHER waste of time, so no," she smirked. "I'm actually telling Lily and James's story – how they ended up falling in-love with each other even after Lily had called James 'an arrogant, bullying toerag'."
"You mean the story of how LILY ended up falling in-love with James after she called him 'an arrogant, bullying toerag' – because, if you've forgotten, James was already in-love with Lily."
"He couldn't have been in-love with her yet, because whenever he tried to talk to her, she bit his head off. Not literally, but you understand."
"He was in-love with her. Trust me. Maybe not at first. Maybe it was just a strong attraction, but even before she called him that (don't make me repeat it) he was in-love with her."
"It could just be an obsession."
"It was love, Lena. Believe me."
"And how would you know what love is – I don't ever recall you falling in-love with anyone. There were your occasional – pardon me – COUNTLESS hook-ups, but I don't remember you ever falling head over heels for any of them."
She paused.
"Have you been in-love, Sirius?" she asked quietly, quickly moving her eyes away from his own.
He smiled.
"We're talking about James and Lily here, about their romance – not about me and if I've ever been in-love. That would be another – much different – well, maybe a tad bit similar – story. Which I'll tell after the tale of James and Lily."
"Okay," she nodded. "And – WAIT! What do you mean 'we're'? Again, I don't remember inviting you to join me?"
"I didn't know that I needed an invitation. And, from what I think, you need me here. You need another person's perspective on James and Lily's relationship, especially one who's close to the other said 'subject'."
He smiled once again.
"How else would you and your 'audience' know about what James had been thinking – to fall in-love with a creature such as Lily Evans. "
"'A creature such as Lily Evans' – I wonder what Lily would think if she ever heard you say that?"
"I don't have anything against her – I was just saying. You need me."
"No, I don't!" she argued.
"Yes, you do. I bet you haven't even gone and introduced yourself to everyone – or introduced me, either! It's your story and you haven't introduced yourself - or me – don't look at me like that, I was just trying to prove a point."
"And what point would that be?"
"You need me – I point out things you forget, and you are a bit forgetful with some things, Lena."
"Whatever – fine. Stay – what do I care? I don't care."
"That would be you talking to yourself – hey, retract the claws kitten, there's no need to get physical."
"Shut-up, Sirius," she said, her jaw clenched.
"Introduce yourself yet?" he asked innocently, only to receive a blow to his stomach.
"Ouch – whoa – I was just saying."
"What you were 'just saying' is pissing me off," she stated angrily, "Shut-up, Black!"
Her eyes narrowed at him.
He smirked in return, folding his arms over his chest.
"You could stand there for as long as you want and you could continue staring daggers at me, but I doubt that you will be able to obtain a large audience by only doing that – so, maybe I should start the introductions."
"I can –"
"Don't interrupt me – you'll only lose more people – awe, the staring thing is real cute," he stood up and dusted off his pants.
"Anyway, as I was saying, I should start the introductions (in order to get this story going)," he paused to nod in her direction, "The fireball by my side is Elena Jackson – and she's a lovely sight to behold."
"Flattery gets you no where," Elena said rather grudgingly.
"Sure it does – with most other women, at least."
"Keep that to yourself – I rather not know where it gets you."
"Right. Back to the story then – Elena, or Lena, as I have called her and will continue to call her (unless I feel that I would like to call her something else) is the best friend of Lily Evans – of whom is the object of affection of MY best friend, James Potter."
He paused once again.
"My name is Sirius – Sirius Black."
"And he is 'sirius-ly' (seriously) delusional if he thinks that he will still be here as the story progresses further than fifth year at Hogwarts."
"Cute – the 'sirius-ly' thing. Real cute."
"Thank you – but, please, from here on out, refrain from talking to me about anything other than what has to deal with 'Falling'."
"Excuse me?"
"The story, you dingbat – Lily and James's romance, I've decided to call it 'Falling'."
"Right, I knew that."
"Sure you did," she rolled her eyes, "Anyway, where was I before you interrupted me?"
"You expect me to remember – that was how many minutes ago!"
"Yeah, and you think you'll be able to remember what happened a few YEARS ago when you can't even remember what's happened a few MINUTES ago?" She raised an eyebrow and when he ignored her question, she muttered under her breath, "Surprising."
"You tell your part of the story, I'll tell mine."
"Uh-huh. Right. Anyway, if I REMEMBER correctly, I was talking about how James was an 'ingenious prick' and before that I was talking about whether the baby would be a boy or a girl and which parent would like what. I believe that's what I was talking about so –"
"You're babbling, Lena."
"And you're being your annoying self, Sirius."
"I'm not annoying, I'm lovable."
"You're overconfident."
"I'm cute."
"That doesn't even deserve an answer – well, a retort – so, I'll ignore it and continue with the story." She gave a roll of her eyes.
"One James Potter is enough – but a boy would be nice. A little godson – Lily will name me godmother, of course. Who else has she got?"
"Doesn't she have a sister?"
"Once again, I'll ignore that."
"You can't ignore me forever."
"I can try," she muttered under her breath before getting back to the topic at hand, "A child will be a great addition, really. It can cause as a distraction from everything else and I just know that Lily will be a good parent."
"James will be a good parent, too, you know."
"I don't doubt that."
"I'm just making sure."
"They're going to be great parents, but, before we move further into that certain part of their lives. We really must relive parts of the past."
She smiled and turned away from Sirius, looking at nothing in particular.
"My name is Elena Jackson, and with me – without an invitation, I should add – is Sirius Black. Please join us as we travel into the past and retell the story of the not always loving relationship of our best friends, Lily Evans and James Potter. Experience the ups and downs, the name calling, and the hysteria as we step back in time to when the Marauders 'ruled' the halls of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"My introduction was much better. The Marauders part was a good touch, though," Sirius stated after a moment of silence.
"You keep telling yourself that, Sirius, and maybe one day you'll manage to believe it."
"Ouch, you should really watch where you put those claws – you're always aiming at my pride."
"True, but my aim just isn't what it used to be. I always seem to miss - or could it just be bouncing off of your fat head?"
Sirius pouted and thought, 'Maybe your words are touching me, and you just haven't noticed it.'
"Oh - and you shouldn't think too much, Sirius, you may ruin what's left of that walnut you call a brain, and nobody would want that."
"And if you continue to throw compliments my way, I may just have to kiss you."
"If you kiss me, our audience will be quite disappointed – they're here for a Lily and James romance - not a Sirius, Elena fling."
"Hey, maybe they want both."
"Yeah - and, maybe, Peter is in alliance with Voldemort."
"Hah – what a joke. Peter – he's too afraid."
"I'm not saying another word, Sirius – like I've said many times, this is Lily and James's story – not yours or mine – can we give the audience what they want and deserve?"
"Okay, not another word."
"Good –"
"Everyone stay tuned –"
"You said not another word!"
"Right, but –"
"Leave it to me, Sirius. You just be a good boy and go fetch us a couple of blankets, more comfortable chairs, and maybe some pillows – I want to relax, be comfortable during the tale."
"Right."
Sirius walks out of the room.
"Like Sirius said – 'everyone stay tuned'. If you think that this little introduction was interesting, the following chapters will be even better. Of course, having me and Sirius as the storytellers may be the main reason."
Elena grinned.
"If James and Lily decided to tell it themselves, I doubt that they'll be able to get very far. They're in-love remember?
"Remus is far too boring to recite the story. (No offense, though, Remus.)
"And Peter was M.I.A (missing in action) during a handful of intriguing parts. (I still wonder where he hides.)"
"Would you like fluffy pillows, or hard solid ones?" Sirius asked as he walked back into the room.
"Fluffy," she answered without looking up at him.
"Right-o. Here you are –" he said, a mischievous smile plastered over his lips as he swung one of the pillows in his hand.
It connected with Elena's face.
"Sirius!"
He laughed, "Ha-hah!
Elena stood up and grabbed the pillow that hit her, "I'll teach you what happens to idiots who hit me with a pillow – COME BACK HERE, BLACK!"
"You can't catch me!" Sirius screamed as he ran away from her. "Everyone, once again, stay tune or come back later (just be sure to check in with us every so often) – 'Falling' will continue as soon as – damn, Lena – OUCH – that hurt!"