Prologue

Disclaimer: I own the characters...wait, their JK Rowling's, never mind...I own the plot...no wrong again...I own the pencil I used to create the first draft of the story!

A/N: Ok, here is my first fanfic, and it is dedicated to my friend Amelia, who is a West Side story fanatic. So, on with the story!!!!!

"Do you think my tie is straight? What about my hair? Does my hair look decent enough? It keeps popping up every-"

"Don't worry mate, it's perfectly fine."

"That, Padfoot, is only because you've never married."

"Neither have you!"

"Well, I will be soon!" James Potter retorted to his best friend, Sirius Black.

"Fine, then! Be that way!" Sirius retorted back, sticking out his tongue. He looked at his friend's reflection in the mirror they were crowded around. James was still trying to tame his unruly, black hair.

"Erm, James?"

"Yeah?"

"There is no possible way to keep your hair down, so you might as well stop trying."

James stubbornly pushes his hair down, but with no luck, stared into the mirror. "I guess you're right." He adjusted his glasses. "C'mon, we better get to the ceremony downstairs."

"I'll be right down," Sirius replied. "I...uh...have to-"

"It's okay, Padfoot, you don't have to make excuses," called James from halfway down the staircase.

Sirius looked into the mirror, reflecting a what-would-be happy man back. I really shouldn't be here, Sirius thought to himself. I shouldn't have to go through with this. If I could just leave the past behind me like it should have been in the first place... Sirius sighed to himself.

"Okay, then. That's what I'll do," Sirius said to no one in particular. "That's what I'll do. Leave the past behind me." With that, Sirius looked away from the mirror and headed downstairs.

As Sirius sifted through the crowd of happy invitees, he looked for James. Unfortunately, he found who he didn't want to see. He found James's girlfriend and soon-to-be wife, Lily Evans.

"Um..." Sirius started. He didn't know what exactly to say.

"It's okay, I know how you feel," Lily started the conversation.

"I know you do, it's just that-"

"You don't have to say anything," Lily continued. She quickly kissed Sirius on the cheek and whispered, "Thanks." Immediately, she left him standing there and ran towards the minister.

Sirius sighed. Maybe it will be easier to forget the past then I thought, he thought to himself as he followed the crowd pouring into the aisles.

After the ceremony, the even happier crowd poured into the ballroom decorated for the reception, led by the happy couple and their friends.

"Whew, I'm glad that's over," said James.

"You're telling me," his friend Peter Pettigrew replied. "I couldn't sit much longer."

"And so says the impatient Peter Pettigrew," mocked yet another friend, Remus Lupin.

"I just love weddings," sniffled one of Lily's friends, Alanna Turner.

"Good for you," Sirius muttered under his breath.

"James will still be able to come on our pranking sprees," comforted Remus, "even if he is married."

"Oh, that reminds me, do you have your speech ready, Sirius?" James asked.

"Of course I do, don't worry about it," smiled Sirius. He left them to go to the microphone, leaving his friends to fill the tables behind.

"Hello? Hello, is this thing working?" Sirius talked into the microphone. He eventually gave up on using the microphone, only to point his wand at his throat, whisper Sonorus, and soon his voice was louder than the microphone would have made it.

"Hello? Hello? HELLO??!!" Sirius shouted over a loud crowd. A hush fell over the crowd, and every eye in the ballroom was on him.

"Oh, hello; welcome to the wedding of two good friends of mine, James Potter and Lily Evans. My name is Sirius Black and the next few minutes are dedicated to my friends, now a happy couple. Not how they are now, but how they were, back at Hogwarts. I guess everyone knew my friend James back at Hogwarts." He stopped for a second to let the ones laughing in the audience laugh. "From that laughter, I'll guess that everyone knew him as the fun-loving Marauder. Hardly anyone here knew him as the kind friend, though. I was lucky enough to know him as a caring soul, like whenever one of us was in big trouble, or when we would help out our friend Remus with his monthly...adventures, let's call them. He was a great guy, and he still is."

"Then there's the other side of the spectrum, Lily. By most, she was known as the strict bookworm, enforcing the rules whenever possible, but to me and the rest of the Marauders, she was still known as a strict bookworm that enforced the rules whenever she could, but she was more than that. She was...how can I say it? She was a friend. Not like how James, Remus, Peter, and I were and are. She was always there to help, whether it was homework, or something far more sinister." Sirius stopped again, waiting for the chuckles to die out. "Anyway, she's a great person. Like I was saying about the sinister..." Sirius continued to ramble on about their days in Hogwarts, but remembered what he had said about Lily. He knew it was the truth, but he didn't want his brain to admit it. He wanted amnesia, and he wanted it now!

Begin flashback: 1975...

A/N: Hello everyone, and welcome to my first ever fanfic posted here! This isn't necessarily some of my best work (my humor is best), but I'm proud to showcase the earliest inklings I had of Harry Potter fanfiction before I even knew existed. Thank you for coming; I hope you enjoyed it! I should update soon, hopefully.

-Sirius Orion Black II (aka A-H-A-P)