Wrong numbers & Lifelong friends
Character(s): Sirius B. James P. Peter P. Remus L. Lily E. Frank L. Necessary OC's. The Potter's. The Black's. The Lupin's. ETC...
Warning(s): Crude language, poorly timed puns, flirting, homophobia, boyXboy [YAOI], Family issues, accidents, misunderstandings, talk of sex and sexual relations, lesbians, gays, Transsexuals, Bisexuals, Demi-sexual, etc...running away, maybe depression, etc...
Summary: It all started when Sirius had gotten a new phone (What happened to his old one shall not be discussed. EVER...all James fault.) and accidentally dials the wrong number while trying to text James.
Yes, yes I know this plotline is used frequently, but the thing is I LOVE TEXTING STORIES~! And this ship is my absolute favorite!
By the way period's in between the texts mean that from 5 minutes or more has passed.
Sirius (Bold italics)
James (Regular underlined)
Remus (Italics)
Peter (Regular italics underlined)
Lily (Bold)
Siriusly?!
Jerk.
I hate you.
Dude. Where the fuck did you go?
Excuse me?
Nice try jerk face. The moment you found out Lily was at the mall you took off didn't you?!
Dude! We're supposed to buy parts for Elvendork!
Sorry, but I do not know a Lily. Besides the flower of course, and I think you have the wrong number.
…..James?
Afraid not, as I said. Wrong number.
What on earth is a Elvendork?
Shit. Fuck. Sorry new phone, your #'s similar to James' I guess.
And Elvendork is my baby!
I…I see. Congratulations.
NONO IT'S NOT LIKE THAT
Elvendork is my new motorcycle. I needed to get some new parts and James was suppose to come with.
Ah. Ok, that makes more sense.
Yea...Sorry for randomly texting you and all...yea.
It's fine, my alarm didn't go off, so you texting actually got me up in time to not be late.
Late for what?
For my job.
Thought you left, wait job? How old are you?
No, I had to finish getting ready. Why would I tell you how old I am? I don't know you.
Oh yea...well I'm Padfoot!
You know this is where you're suppose to tell me ur name
Oooooooooooooooooor maybe not. nice talkin to u stranger.
Sirius frowned down at the screen of his new phone, sure he meant to text James but since the stranger answered the least he could do was keep him company till James showed back up or something.
"Oi! Pads where you at?!"
Sirius's head snapped up and glared at his best friend as soon as he came within sight, "I've been waiting here the entire time! Unlike somebody who ran off and ditched his best friend might I add, the moment a certain redhead appeared!"
"Err...right," James rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "M'sorry mate."
Sirius rolled his eyes, "Yeah yeah, you couldn't help yourself. You can make it up to me by paying for Elvendork's new parts." Sirius said as he slipped his cell into his back pocket, not even noticing as it silently lit up with a new message,
Padfoot huh? Pretty weird name...though I have no room to talk. I'm assuming it's a nickname, so you may call me...Moony.
Instead of jumping out of bed the moment his alarm went off, Sirius stared down at the message that's apparently been sitting there innocently in his inbox since yesterday evening from the number he had accidentally texted yesterday, smirking Sirius quickly typed.
Moony huh? There a story behind that nickname?
Why the fuck are you awake?
Weeeeeeell good morning sunshine!
You're insane.
That was mean. Moony I'm shocked!
Give me another three hours and I'll hold a decent conversation.
Uhhhhhh
That would be after 12?
So? I'm tired. It's too damn early. I need my sleep. G'night Padfoot.
Night Moony, don't let the bed bugs bite!
You're an odd one.
Meeeeeeeeeeeeean
But True. Not shhhh sleep time.
Chuckling Sirius shut off his cell and decided he might as well get dressed and head to work before Hagrid decided to fire him for not showing up, maybe see if James or Peter wanted to go out for drinks later.
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONY
mONY M'SORY I DDINT TEXT U EARLEER!
It's fine, I was sleeping and then I was at school.
Wait. Are you drunk?
Maaaaybe?
Schol? So ur young! Ho old r u?
Hmmmmmm nope. :)
Why cn't you tel me ur age? .
Why don't you tell me yours? besides you could be a homicidal old man preying on my innocent self.
Ur inocent? m'curious... 18.
Maybe. And 18?
im 18. tuned 18 in Nvemer. Jamey left me!
Jamey?
Hez mu frend. lik my brotha
Are you sure he left?
YEh!
Have you tried calling him?
Nooooooooooo?
Call him. Ask where he is, and if he doesn't answer then call someone you both trust to come get the two of you.
I trust u.
You shouldn't, you don't know me.
I have to go, but please call someone to pick you and Jamey up okay? G'night Padfoot.
M'promse. but I do trut yu, y sholdnt I?
Moons?
God niht Mony. I'll cal Prongs.
OhMYGOD
I am so so so sorry.
I don't really remember much but I know I texted you.
I have to get Prongs to help pull up the texts.
Or maybe Wormtail. Prongs'll just make fun of me.
.
.
Ok Wormtail pulled the texts up...(he drove us home btw)
I AM SO SORRY
I PROMISE I'M NOT A HOMICIDAL OLD MAN
That's what they all say.
I'm not I swear!
Hmmm
ISWEAR ON MY BIKE
You swear on Elvendork? Not good parenting there.
But it show's you how Sirius I am.
You do realize you're spelling serious wrong.
Yep!
Okaaay
:D
#_#
What's that face?
Death
w
what?
Kidding. it's just a face.
Now who's odd.
Still you.
Mean!
;)
Oh
what face was that?
You really don't know?
Nope.
I'm new to using cellphones.
Hmm
'Hmm' what?
Nothing.
Okaaaay
So...
How old are you?
Not helping the whole swearing you aren't a homicidal old man story.
I just wanna know!
I told you how old I am!
So?
Sooooo now you tell me how old you are!
Why?
Becuz I told you my age.
I didn't ask you too.
Wha
are you Sirius?
Tell meeeee~
Nah.
I don't think I will.
Whhhhhhhy
I don't know you?
Sure you do!
I'm Padfoot
And your Moony
Alright then
Yay!
I just won't tell you because I don't want too.
:(
:)
G2g
G2g?
*Facepalms* Got to Go?
Nope, I don't have work today.
I meant me.
Oh! School?
No, work.
Ok. Have fun! :)