Chapter 1

"Uh, I'm sick of this!" shouted James Potter as he closed his kitchen curtains, which showed a mob of admirers, journalists and photographers. And then turn to his best friends Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.

"Oh, cheer up Prongs, its not that bad!" Sirius chuckled, as he watched his best friend pace around the kitchen.

"I can't handle this, the crowd, the tabloids, and THE BIG GAME TOMORROW! I can't take it!"

"Cheer up, James, they just love you, that's all!" Remus told him.

"Well, I can't take it anymore! I'm going for a walk!"

As he stepped in the fireplace, he turned to his friends and asked

"Will you take care of them?" as he glance at the closed curtains.

"No, problemo!" Sirius answered happily eyeing a nice blond as he peeped through the curtains.

"Thanks" sighed in relief.

Then he stood there for a moment and thought where he should go, where no one can recognize him. He must have stood there for a long time that Remus had to say

"While you're in there, here's some reading material on your celebrity life, Prongs!"

And handed him a magazine with a picture of him containing the cover page.

He was sick of being himself! But where would he go, where nobody can recognize him. Then, he smiled at his brilliant idea and turned to his friends and asked

"Do you guys have muggle money, I can borrow. Just in case, I want to buy something. You know how Gringotts is really pack of people today and I don't want to..."

"I have some money," Sirius answered and handed James a fist full of money." I don't know how much there is..."

"How did you get muggle money" interrupted Peter.

Sirius grinned and laughed as he answered

"I toke out my first-and last-muggle date last night. I found them fascinating but at the end of the date, she gave me some strange numbers and told me to call her in her felly-fone."

They laughed and then stopped when the door gave a loud bang, Peter turned to James and said

"I think you better go!"

"Right, um...London...muggle London" he shouted as the floo powder whirled him in an abandon building. He stepped out of the fireplace and exit the building. Only to find that the floo powder toke him to muggles busiest streets.

"Ah, perfect!" he thought and smiled to himself as he began walking down the street.

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