Till Death Do they Part
Chapter 1- The Night Of Feelings
Disclaim: I dont own nothing except a bed and a lamp...
These will be short Chapters...
Remus paced by the fireplace as it crackled and sparked. A look at the ticking clock told him he las looked there a second ago.
"Moony, you gotta relax. Prongs is a good boy, he'll end up doing things right. And if he doesn't well, girls are like the Knight Bus- there'll be another one for him quick as lightning." said Sirius as he took a sip from his firewhisky.
"Sirius, how dare you say that abouth Lily. And James' love life could be broken. And put down that firewhisky . That's your seventh. "said Remus starring at the pile of empty bottles scattered around Sirius' chair.
"Listen, both of you," said Peter sitting down with his cheese and crackers, " I think you both are right."
"We didn't ask for an opinion," Sirius replied, taking another sip of firewhisky.
"I'm saying you should quite drinking and Remus should calm down, that's all." he squeaked.
Then, the ackward silence came throughout Godric's Hollow. Sirius opened another Firewhisky, Remus paced a few more miles, and Peter tried throwing cashews in his mouth, which resulted in a huge chocking fit. Peter looked quite sillyas he chocked:like a dying fish on a red carpet as he coughed and sputtered up the malicious cashew. Sirius, who was very drunk at the time, had his fresh Firewhisky fly out his nose onto a rather cantankerous Remus. He quite pacing and looked at the sad state of his friends.
"Do you guys really deserve to live? Sirius, one day your mocking and laughter might cause Peter to do something foolish. Peter, your not caring atitude might make others take advantage of you. Do either of you care about tonight? I'm going to bed. I can not stand to be in the same room with two immature CHILDREN like you!"
"Remus, come here! Give me a hug like the good ol' days!" said Sirius with a sway of his arms and legs, "Remember the time James left a love potion for that gal and you accedentally drank it? Remember!"
"I'm sorry to say, Sir, that that was you."
"Really! Man, I am going to have a huge hangover tomorrow. I am going to bed... I think you should do the same, Moony. Your looking a little under the weather. Maybe snivellus could make you a pepperup potion!"
"Sirius, your delirious. Who in their right mind would put Snape in a power as to make potions for others?"
"Guys," said Peter, "We are all delirious tonight and so I think we should just ask James tomorrow. He'll understand. Let's go!"
And so, the three of them went off to bed. Peter marched down to the basement, Sirius tumbled upto the third floor, bellow the attic which happens to be James' room, and Remus simply waltzed away to the second floor. James would come back with news the next day, but I'd like to save that for tomorrow.
Allie... how was that? Did you catch the foreshadowing such? Read through again