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Chapter 1

James Pov

The summer sun flitted through my bedroom window, the rays rushed towards me enveloping me in its brightness. I stiffened for a moment blinded by the sun. I sat up in my bed yawning and stretched my arms above my head.

"Oh that feels good."I said as I walked over to the wardrobe and grabbed my bathrobe and headed to the bathroom to take my morning shower. The water poured down my body, after shampooing my hair, I rinsed and repeated. When it came to my hair I was very particular. I got out of the shower and slipped on a red muscle tank, complete with Gryffindor checkered colored pajama pants.

A/n:First of all James was loud, confident, good looking and popular, but the thing that really defined James Potter was his tendency towards trouble. He was always playing pranks and he always seemed to get away with it. And this summer, the pranks had only intensified. The reason? James' best friend, Sirius Black.

I walked down to the kitchen and smelled the wonderful aroma of my mother's waffles and hot chocolate. I helped myself to some of the delicious breakfast, I was about to take a bite when I heard Sirius's barking as he stumbled down the stairs.

How to explain Sirius… he was exactly like me, only ten times worse, or ten times better, depending who you were talking to. Sirius was also extremely good looking. He had black hair that hung just above his shoulders and really spectacular blue-grey eyes. I knew him since that fateful day, my first time on the Hogwarts express. Girls practically threw themselves at Sirius's feet, but Sirius barely acknowledged them. He was far more interested in playing pranks. Same with me, but I only had my sights set on one girl

Sirius smiled "poor mom" I thought she thought she had it bad with just me in the house, but that was before Sirius moved in this summer. The Potters had adopted Sirius like a second son, because this summer his parents had disowned him after beating him to a pulp and an inch away from death. He had recovered since then. Which was nice to see his bubbly old self and not that torn carcass on my door step.

"SIRIUS BLACK!" A rather pretty, middle aged woman was storming down the stairs of the house in Godric's Hollow. Her face was locked in a struggle of trying to look angry and trying not to laugh. Her straight black hair reached halfway down her back and her hazel eyes were shining. She reached the bottom of the stairs and started down the hallway towards the kitchen at the end.

"SIRIUS BLACK!"

"Wha..." I was jerked into conciseness. I groped around on table to find my glasses and slid them on, just in time to see his best friend, Sirius Black, disappearing under the table.

"Padfoot...?" I asked groggily.

"Shush!" whispered Sirius.

"What the hell are you do…"

I was cut off when the kitchen door burst open and his mother entered the room. She took a sweeping glance around the room, saw Sirius's empty chair and then turned to me.

"Where is he?" Her eyes were shining and there was a hint of amusement in her voice. "Where is Sirius?" she asked again.

"He's…oh…um…who's Serious..?" I made a feeble attempt to keep my mother's eye.

"Nice try." She said with a smirk, "But when Sirius comes out from wherever he's hiding, tell him I need to speak with him IMMEDIATELY." With that Mrs Potter turned and swept out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

"Okay Padfoot, you can come out now, she's gone." James yawned.

A guilty looking Sirius emerged from the cupboard. "What did you do this time?" James enquired as a Sirius climbed back into bed.

"Put some bubotuber pus in her shampoo bottle ." Sirius said sleepily, "I am surprised her head isn't on fire yet."

"I don't fancy being you when my mum finds you. I think she thought it was funny but that's not going to stop her from making you her personal slave for the day."

"Nah." Replied Sirius with a grin on his face," I got your mum wrapped around my little finger."

"Oh, really?" I said with a sly grin, "Mom, I think I found Si-"

"Oi, shut up! I thought you were my best mate?"said Sirius running to places unknown.

I finished my breakfast and decided to choose my outfit for the day.

Five minutes later I found my mother sipping coffee in the study with a smug look on her face. "Morning." She smiled at him, "Sleep well?"she continued tapping her slipper on the marble floor.

"Yeah, great mum…err…where's Sirius?" James asked.

"Prongs?"she said.

The very handsome head of Sirius Black had emerged from the other side of the table, but instead of Sirius's normal voice, he heard a high pitched squeaky noise. James hurried round the other side of the table to find Sirius Black on his hands and knees scrubbing the floor with a toothbrush.

It was all too much. I collapsed on the floor in laughter.

"Prongs!" squeaked Sirius, "I just cleaned that floor now GET UP AND SHUT UP!"

"Mum!" I gasped through fits of laughter, "You did this? You have got to be the only person in history – more laughter- to EVER break Sirius Blacks dignity! HAHA! He looks like a bloody house elf with the scrubbing and the voice!"

"That was the general idea." replied Mrs. Potter with an amused look on her face. "And by the way Sirius", she continued," That charm on your voice won't wear off for the rest of the day and I decided that today would be a perfect opportunity to go to Diagon Ally to get your school things."

Sirius looked capable of murder as James collapsed into another fit of laughter.

"Like this?" he squeakily replied, "I can't go like this what if…she's there…"

Mum and I started having uncontrollable fits of laughter as Sirius grabbed at his throat in vain, as if that would help.

After Sirius had gotten dressed for the day, Padfoot and I went to Diagon Alley via Floo Network. We landed in the leaky cauldron and greeted the barman Tom. I walked casually over to the brick wall and touched the bricks in right order and waited as Diagon Alley appeared before us.

We strolled down the lane until we spotted them. Yes, them, The girls that made our life at Hogwarts heaven and a living hell at the same time. Sophie Mckinnon, Alice Johnson, Lily Evans and Liz Griffith were in the same year and house as Sirius and I. We hurriedly ran into a shop trying to avoid them.

"Phew, that was close" said Sirius, again in a high pitched voice.

"Yeah, you're right about that. I don't think I can face them just yet. Not until you lose that voice eh?" I said taking refuge behind a huge pile of sheet music, as Sirius hurtled his fist towards me.

"Hey, you filthy heathens, stop that! No fighting in my store!" An old bespectacled man said throwing us out into the street.

Unfortunately you'll never guess who we ran into or rather fell into.

"Ugh. Potter what do you think you are doing?" said a fiery red head.

"Um, falling with style?" I offered.

"Oh, really?" she said shoving me off of her, and brushed off the dust on her clothes, "well if that was falling with style, then I would rather have you do that somewhere where you are not falling on me!"

"Oh, Evans, but I have already fallen for you." I said ruffling my hair.

She gave me a look, a glare that she only gave me. It always made me feel warm and feverish, and never disheartened me one bit.

"God, I love that girl…" I said as I watched them walk away.

"Snap out of it mate" said Sirius, "She never will like you, just accept it, and move on!"

"Oh she will, she just doesn't know it yet…" I grinned to myself. This year is the year she will fall for me.

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