All right, I can't get enough of the Marauders. So here's an epic
adventure of all seven years of the Marauders journeys at Hogwarts. I know
that these are a dime and a dozen but you won't be bored reading my fic!
Now, still upset about Sirius's death, I have put him in a lot. Also
because he was and STILL is my favorite character. As I read book three
first, by accident, I have had Sirius the entire time! I 3 Sirius.
Sorry, had to say it ;)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fic. At all. I may own some later, but hey you never know. Also, if I did, do you really think that I would be writing fan fiction??
Summary: The Marauders first year at Hogwarts.
Rating: PG-13. just for language, Sirius has got a mouth!
Chapter One: Journey from the Hogwarts Express
"Isn't that always the way?" said a tall eleven-year-old boy. His dark hair fell wonderfully into his face in impossible perfection and he was rubbing his forehead red. "Oh, Platform NINE and three quarters," Sirius said to James, who was holding up their tickets to get on the train. "Why didn't you warn me before I went running into the barrier between eight and nine?"
James shrugged, "Dunno, seemed amusing." He was smirking, his black hair was incredibly messy, but it was a cute messy. He ruffled it, causing it to stand up on end. James's mother scoffed, but said nothing, it was a constant battle. "Oh Mum, won't do any good to tell me not to muss it up," he said exasperatedly.
"Yeah, Mrs. Potter. James thinks he's cute!" Sirius said through a malevolent smirk.
"Well you boys had better get going!" exclaimed Mrs. Potter, kissing them both on the forehead, she turned to run back to the street where she was already late for work at the ministry. "Sorry dears, that I can't accompany you onto the platform, but I'm terribly late for work!" she rushed away from them, calling over her shoulder once more, "Oh! And please, please, please, don't get into too much trouble!"
Sirius and James gave her the thumbs up, crossing the fingers of their free hands behind their back, they were James and Sirius, how could they not get into trouble?
James looked at his best friend, "What d'you suppose is too much?"
"Hmm, don't know. When we've finally been kicked out on our arses, wands broken, tears streaming down our immensely good looking, well, my immensely good looking face," he said with a shrug.
"Really, you think that you're the better looking?" James said, eyebrows raised.
Sirius put his arm around James, "No, I KNOW that I'm the better looking!" James rolled his eyes and they jogged through the barrier, the right one this time. They jumped onto Platform nine and three quarters, Sirius's perfect hair a little disheveled but only a little. He straightened it out, "Blimey," he whispered, "Seventh years!" He goggled at a group of seventh year girls who looked at him with ultimate disgust, "Eh, I guess it gets better when you're no longer eleven."
James however, wasn't paying any attention to what Sirius was saying, his eyes were following another first year with great interest. She was short, with flaming red hair, and deep, dark green eyes that shone like emeralds under cute, thick eyebrows. She had a dreamy expression on her face as she wandered to the train, heaving her trunk up to the conductor, who put it away. She looked around, caught James's eye, and dropped her gaze swiftly. He was gorgeous, yes, but he had the air of a cocky, annoying, perfect, she couldn't go on. He was still looking at her, his eyes surveying everything about her.
"Earth to James, earth to James. Come in James, we're coming for a bloody landing. WAKE UP!" Sirius flicked James with his finger, straight in-between his eyes.
James made a move to tackle Sirius, "What was that for?"
"Oh, I don't know. Besides the fact that you were raping that poor girl with your eyes!" Sirius said evilly, with a dark grin on his face.
James looked at Sirius questionably, "How do you rape someone with your eyes?"
He shrugged, "I dunno, but it sure is fun!" He was staring at the seventh year girls again.
"SIRIUS!" James hit him hard on the arm.
"What?! I was enjoying myself!" he claimed gruffly.
James glared at Sirius, "So you can enjoy yourself but I can't enjoy myself?" Sirius nodded smirking. "Well, fine. Lets go get a compartment before we're stuck with that dunder!" he nodded to a very short, chubby boy with beach blonde hair who had a pointed nose and greatly resembled a mouse.
"Oo, yes, lets go!" and they raced each other onto the train, James stealing one last glance back at the girl with red hair. They found a compartment at the end of the train, all to themselves and through their cloaks in there, claiming the cart. Then James and Sirius dashed out of the train once more.
People everywhere were saying goodbye to parents, grandparents, siblings, and even a few boyfriends and girlfriends. Sirius and James, a little uneasy with no one to say goodbye too resorted to their number one way of getting out of embarrassment; a few laughs. They bounded up to the first pair of parents they saw and threw their arms around them, pushing their children out of the way.
"OH Mumsy!" Sirius wailed. "I'll miss you soo much! Please don't leave, MUMSY!"
"Pop, you never got to teach me how to play catch! I am so deprived! SO DEPRIVED!" he was sobbing into the man's shoulder, grinning madly.
"Potter?" James stopped abruptly as the man he was hugging spoke.
"Errr." Sirius said, jumping abruptly down.
"And Black?" the man was smiling, "I suppose your mother will be thrilled to hear about this!"
James gasped, "Mr., Mr. Longbottom!" He lowered his eyes to the floor and guiltily rocked back and forth, "Err, sorry? I didn't realize it was you!"
"Don't worry, I am guessing that you wanted a few good laughs before you went on the train. Where is your mother?" Mr. Longbottom asked, staring at Sirius and James.
"Shehadtogoterworkuhhhalittlebitummearly!" James said in a muffled voice, his face a bright scarlet. It would have been fine if they hadn't been people his mother worked with that he'd targeted.
Mr. Longbottom looked at the boys, "Riiight, well, good luck at school and go! The train is leaving!" They ran from the family of Longbottoms and found their compartment again, only now it wasn't empty.
Sitting in the compartment was a average height, extremely skinny boy with light sandy hair reading a big, thick book. "Didn't you see the cloaks?" snarled Sirius.
"Of course I saw the cloaks!" said the boy in an off hand voice. "I thought hmm, here are a couple of cloaks, sitting in this compartment, maybe they'll be lonely. So I'll keep them company. They're damn nice cloaks too." He never once looked up from his books. Sirius's attitude immediately changed, so he had a sense of humor!
James raised his eyebrows as he sat down, "What exactly are you reading?" He did not answer but held up the book so that James could read the cover. "Standard - Book - of - Spells - Grade - One! You serious?"
"No James, I'm Sirius!" said Sirius, smiling.
James only glared though. The boy behind the book said with a haughty laugh, "Really? What, pray tell are you serious about?"
"No, you prat. It's my name. Sirius, S - I - R - I - U - S!" he said, looking at the boy. "Who're you anyway?"
Finally he looked up from the spell book, "Remus, Remus Lupin." He was looking at them with interest now.
"I'm James!" said James with a grin. Sirius and James pulled out their brand new wands and began practicing hexes that their next door neighbor had had the courtesy of teaching them. They soon tired of hitting each other when they turned on Remus, smirking with evil.
"Oh no, nooo!" Remus said futilely. They hit him square and he was hit with the Cheering Charm, laughing insanely. "Ahh, how -giggle- dare -giggle- you!" Remus was clutching his side with the pain of laughing too hard. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Sirius and Remus. "Himenia Correleus!" he gasped through laughs and they were both hit with a black ray of sparks from his wand. They bent over, doing summersaults in mid-air before falling onto the floor, laughing madly. "Teach you to mess with me! HA!" Finally they called truce through the mass of laughter. But a prefect slammed open the compartment door and glared at them.
"I can hear you down at the front of the train!" he yelled at them. He preformed a swift counter curse and they all stopped laughing.
"Oy Frank! Ol' boy!" Sirius slapped Frank Longbottom on the back. "Er, sorry 'bout earlier, you know with your mum and dad."
Frank let out a howl of laughter, "Oh, it was bloody brilliant. You should have seen their faces, you were too busy sobbing into their shoulders to see. And then yours when you realized that they were me mum and dad!" Frank shut the compartment door and went back down to the prefect compartment at the front of the train.
Remus raised his eyebrows, "What exactly did you do?"
Sirius and James glanced at each other and laughed, "Well." said Sirius "We did one of our oldest, most effective pranks."
James looked at Remus most seriously, "Yes, devised many years ago when we were board on a summer's eve."
Their air became even more misty as Sirius continued, "A set of poor unknowing 'rents of good,"
".well behaved children."
"and thoroughly"
"wonderfully"
"break them down!"
Remus raised his eyebrows even higher, "Er, what, how?
James continued, " By breaking down before them. Hugging them, crying wonderfully, gasping with sorrow, complaining something marvelous about."
"Mumsy and Pop"
"deprivation"
"and of course"
"sobs of departure." They finished off, so obvious that they had rehears and re-rehearsed this speech. Remus laughed.
Remus pulled the book back up over his face to hide his smile, "Brilliant!" But soon he was fully engrossed in reading about the Levitation charm when they were all interrupted by the compartment door swinging open.
What did you think? Come on ppl, I want reviews, review, review, review!!! Or, I will send Sirius's sheep on you, yes, Sirius has a sheep.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fic. At all. I may own some later, but hey you never know. Also, if I did, do you really think that I would be writing fan fiction??
Summary: The Marauders first year at Hogwarts.
Rating: PG-13. just for language, Sirius has got a mouth!
Chapter One: Journey from the Hogwarts Express
"Isn't that always the way?" said a tall eleven-year-old boy. His dark hair fell wonderfully into his face in impossible perfection and he was rubbing his forehead red. "Oh, Platform NINE and three quarters," Sirius said to James, who was holding up their tickets to get on the train. "Why didn't you warn me before I went running into the barrier between eight and nine?"
James shrugged, "Dunno, seemed amusing." He was smirking, his black hair was incredibly messy, but it was a cute messy. He ruffled it, causing it to stand up on end. James's mother scoffed, but said nothing, it was a constant battle. "Oh Mum, won't do any good to tell me not to muss it up," he said exasperatedly.
"Yeah, Mrs. Potter. James thinks he's cute!" Sirius said through a malevolent smirk.
"Well you boys had better get going!" exclaimed Mrs. Potter, kissing them both on the forehead, she turned to run back to the street where she was already late for work at the ministry. "Sorry dears, that I can't accompany you onto the platform, but I'm terribly late for work!" she rushed away from them, calling over her shoulder once more, "Oh! And please, please, please, don't get into too much trouble!"
Sirius and James gave her the thumbs up, crossing the fingers of their free hands behind their back, they were James and Sirius, how could they not get into trouble?
James looked at his best friend, "What d'you suppose is too much?"
"Hmm, don't know. When we've finally been kicked out on our arses, wands broken, tears streaming down our immensely good looking, well, my immensely good looking face," he said with a shrug.
"Really, you think that you're the better looking?" James said, eyebrows raised.
Sirius put his arm around James, "No, I KNOW that I'm the better looking!" James rolled his eyes and they jogged through the barrier, the right one this time. They jumped onto Platform nine and three quarters, Sirius's perfect hair a little disheveled but only a little. He straightened it out, "Blimey," he whispered, "Seventh years!" He goggled at a group of seventh year girls who looked at him with ultimate disgust, "Eh, I guess it gets better when you're no longer eleven."
James however, wasn't paying any attention to what Sirius was saying, his eyes were following another first year with great interest. She was short, with flaming red hair, and deep, dark green eyes that shone like emeralds under cute, thick eyebrows. She had a dreamy expression on her face as she wandered to the train, heaving her trunk up to the conductor, who put it away. She looked around, caught James's eye, and dropped her gaze swiftly. He was gorgeous, yes, but he had the air of a cocky, annoying, perfect, she couldn't go on. He was still looking at her, his eyes surveying everything about her.
"Earth to James, earth to James. Come in James, we're coming for a bloody landing. WAKE UP!" Sirius flicked James with his finger, straight in-between his eyes.
James made a move to tackle Sirius, "What was that for?"
"Oh, I don't know. Besides the fact that you were raping that poor girl with your eyes!" Sirius said evilly, with a dark grin on his face.
James looked at Sirius questionably, "How do you rape someone with your eyes?"
He shrugged, "I dunno, but it sure is fun!" He was staring at the seventh year girls again.
"SIRIUS!" James hit him hard on the arm.
"What?! I was enjoying myself!" he claimed gruffly.
James glared at Sirius, "So you can enjoy yourself but I can't enjoy myself?" Sirius nodded smirking. "Well, fine. Lets go get a compartment before we're stuck with that dunder!" he nodded to a very short, chubby boy with beach blonde hair who had a pointed nose and greatly resembled a mouse.
"Oo, yes, lets go!" and they raced each other onto the train, James stealing one last glance back at the girl with red hair. They found a compartment at the end of the train, all to themselves and through their cloaks in there, claiming the cart. Then James and Sirius dashed out of the train once more.
People everywhere were saying goodbye to parents, grandparents, siblings, and even a few boyfriends and girlfriends. Sirius and James, a little uneasy with no one to say goodbye too resorted to their number one way of getting out of embarrassment; a few laughs. They bounded up to the first pair of parents they saw and threw their arms around them, pushing their children out of the way.
"OH Mumsy!" Sirius wailed. "I'll miss you soo much! Please don't leave, MUMSY!"
"Pop, you never got to teach me how to play catch! I am so deprived! SO DEPRIVED!" he was sobbing into the man's shoulder, grinning madly.
"Potter?" James stopped abruptly as the man he was hugging spoke.
"Errr." Sirius said, jumping abruptly down.
"And Black?" the man was smiling, "I suppose your mother will be thrilled to hear about this!"
James gasped, "Mr., Mr. Longbottom!" He lowered his eyes to the floor and guiltily rocked back and forth, "Err, sorry? I didn't realize it was you!"
"Don't worry, I am guessing that you wanted a few good laughs before you went on the train. Where is your mother?" Mr. Longbottom asked, staring at Sirius and James.
"Shehadtogoterworkuhhhalittlebitummearly!" James said in a muffled voice, his face a bright scarlet. It would have been fine if they hadn't been people his mother worked with that he'd targeted.
Mr. Longbottom looked at the boys, "Riiight, well, good luck at school and go! The train is leaving!" They ran from the family of Longbottoms and found their compartment again, only now it wasn't empty.
Sitting in the compartment was a average height, extremely skinny boy with light sandy hair reading a big, thick book. "Didn't you see the cloaks?" snarled Sirius.
"Of course I saw the cloaks!" said the boy in an off hand voice. "I thought hmm, here are a couple of cloaks, sitting in this compartment, maybe they'll be lonely. So I'll keep them company. They're damn nice cloaks too." He never once looked up from his books. Sirius's attitude immediately changed, so he had a sense of humor!
James raised his eyebrows as he sat down, "What exactly are you reading?" He did not answer but held up the book so that James could read the cover. "Standard - Book - of - Spells - Grade - One! You serious?"
"No James, I'm Sirius!" said Sirius, smiling.
James only glared though. The boy behind the book said with a haughty laugh, "Really? What, pray tell are you serious about?"
"No, you prat. It's my name. Sirius, S - I - R - I - U - S!" he said, looking at the boy. "Who're you anyway?"
Finally he looked up from the spell book, "Remus, Remus Lupin." He was looking at them with interest now.
"I'm James!" said James with a grin. Sirius and James pulled out their brand new wands and began practicing hexes that their next door neighbor had had the courtesy of teaching them. They soon tired of hitting each other when they turned on Remus, smirking with evil.
"Oh no, nooo!" Remus said futilely. They hit him square and he was hit with the Cheering Charm, laughing insanely. "Ahh, how -giggle- dare -giggle- you!" Remus was clutching his side with the pain of laughing too hard. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Sirius and Remus. "Himenia Correleus!" he gasped through laughs and they were both hit with a black ray of sparks from his wand. They bent over, doing summersaults in mid-air before falling onto the floor, laughing madly. "Teach you to mess with me! HA!" Finally they called truce through the mass of laughter. But a prefect slammed open the compartment door and glared at them.
"I can hear you down at the front of the train!" he yelled at them. He preformed a swift counter curse and they all stopped laughing.
"Oy Frank! Ol' boy!" Sirius slapped Frank Longbottom on the back. "Er, sorry 'bout earlier, you know with your mum and dad."
Frank let out a howl of laughter, "Oh, it was bloody brilliant. You should have seen their faces, you were too busy sobbing into their shoulders to see. And then yours when you realized that they were me mum and dad!" Frank shut the compartment door and went back down to the prefect compartment at the front of the train.
Remus raised his eyebrows, "What exactly did you do?"
Sirius and James glanced at each other and laughed, "Well." said Sirius "We did one of our oldest, most effective pranks."
James looked at Remus most seriously, "Yes, devised many years ago when we were board on a summer's eve."
Their air became even more misty as Sirius continued, "A set of poor unknowing 'rents of good,"
".well behaved children."
"and thoroughly"
"wonderfully"
"break them down!"
Remus raised his eyebrows even higher, "Er, what, how?
James continued, " By breaking down before them. Hugging them, crying wonderfully, gasping with sorrow, complaining something marvelous about."
"Mumsy and Pop"
"deprivation"
"and of course"
"sobs of departure." They finished off, so obvious that they had rehears and re-rehearsed this speech. Remus laughed.
Remus pulled the book back up over his face to hide his smile, "Brilliant!" But soon he was fully engrossed in reading about the Levitation charm when they were all interrupted by the compartment door swinging open.
What did you think? Come on ppl, I want reviews, review, review, review!!! Or, I will send Sirius's sheep on you, yes, Sirius has a sheep.