It's a Marauder's Thing
Disclaimer: Hey! So I don't own anything in this fan fiction. Wish I did, but I don't. It all belongs to the genius of J.K. Rowling. sigh
A/N: I just got a new username, since we had to delete our AOL account and re-open it. Naturally, I lost my screen names. So, that means no account for fanfiction.net. So here's my new account! I hate this chapter, by the way. I wasn't pleased with how I wrote this, but this is about the only way I could do it. Next chapter will be better (I hope) and longer! How do I know this? Because I've already written it! Enjoy! Oh yeah, this was previously known as Times Change, People Change, but I decided to change it.
CHAPTER ONE: To Diagon Alley
"Sirius! Wake up!" screeched a voice from downstairs.
A broad-shouldered boy of 16 years groaned as he swung his legs off his bed to face his mother screaming at him once again. He stood up and stretched, yawning widely. He then walked to the mirror attached to his wardrobe and looked at his reflection; he smiled at what he saw. He was what many swooning girls would call tall, dark, and handsome – or rather, sexy. He was indeed tall, very tall, and dark was an understatement. Sirius' hair was pitch black and it hung at just the right spot to where he never had to brush it, his eyes were a very dark brown, where it was often mistaken for black, and his skin was, compared to his family, dark.
He took a last look at himself before slipping a dark grey sweater on and pulling on black pants to head downstairs to the hell he called life.
"What the hell took you so long?" snapped his mother. His mother was the parent he got his dark traits from ... unfortunately, if you asked him.
"Sorry," he snapped back, "I didn't hear you screeching while I was sleeping, surprisingly."
"What did you say to your mother Sirius Black?" his father said behind him dangerously.
"Nothing," Sirius mumbled. He didn't like getting in fights with his dad. He had learned the first time when his father punched him in the face.
"Didn't think so," Mr. Black said, sitting down at the dining room table. "We are going to Diagon Alley today to get your school books; we are meeting your cousins there."
Sirius groaned. Not Narcissa and Bellatrix, he thought. Andromeda wasn't bad -- she was the only sane person, in the family. Sirius was thinking about sending an owl to James when the door the hallway opened and a tiny house-elf walked into the room.
"Mistress Black, here is your tea," said the house-elf. Sirius looked at him with extreme distaste. The house-elf looked back at him and mumbled under his breath, "ungrateful mudblood-lover."
Sirius immediately started walking towards the elf with every intention of killing him when his father got up from the table and stopped him. "Don't you dare young man," he said.
"I swear Kreacher, when you're alone –"Sirius began, but was silenced with a deadly look from his father.
A defeated Sirius sat down at the table when another person walked in that made Sirius' stomach lurch: his younger brother Regulus. Regulus was to be starting at Hogwarts this year, to Sirius' intense dislike. His little brother was the golden boy of the family ever since Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor in his first year. Instead of planning Sirius' life out with haughty satisfaction, they immediately diverted their doting to their younger son, who according to them, was going to be "sorted into Slytherin, marry a Slytherin, and have Slytherin offspring". Sirius would snort into his tea when he heard this, causing his mother to send Sirius to his room. She thought this a punishment for Sirius, when in actuality Sirius would run up to his room and send owls to James.
Sirius' thoughts were again interrupted with his mom swearing for Sirius to
"get his ass to the fireplace" so they could leave. One by one, they each threw their Floo Powder into the fireplace and disappeared to Diagon Alley.
The muffled snoring of another 16 year old boy could be heard. His sheets were tangled around his 5'10 lean body as he tossed and turned, trying to get the sun out of his eyes which was pouring in through his window blinds. He groaned as his attempts remained fruitless and the sun all of a sudden flooded the room as his mother opened the blinds.
"James Potter! Please wake up!"
"I don't wanna! 30 more bloody minutes mum!" he mumbled into his pillow as he turned his back to her.
"Ugh! Jonathon! Your son won't get his lazy butt out of bed! I'm tired of shaking him." said Marie Potter, walking out of James' room. "You take care of it!"
Mr. Potter chuckled to himself as he walked into his 16 year old son' bedroom.
"You just need to know the right things to say, dear," he said as he sat down on the edge of James' bed.
He leant down to whisper in his son's ear, "James, son. Lily Evans is waiting downstairs for you!"
Immediately, James shot out of bed.
"What? She is? Tell her I'll be down in a sec!" he said running around his bedroom, pulling random clothes on. He stopped when he realized his father was laughing merrily on his bed.
"What's so funny?" he asked indignantly. A sudden realization dawned on his face. "You lied to me! Arrrgh!"
Mr. Potter started running from his son's bedroom as James chased after him, yelling some miscellaneous – and rather inappropriate - things. However, they both stopped immediately when they saw Mrs. Potter with a spatula in her hand, tapping her foot impatiently on the wood-floor, glaring up at the pair of them. She rolled her eyes, muttering something that sounded like, "boys".
"Now where is that sister of yours, James? She's even worse than you are in the morning and that's saying something!" Mrs. Potter said impatiently, slamming the spatula down on the counter and running upstairs to find James' twin sister, Devon.
Finally, the four Potters managed to sit down and have a nice breakfast. Oh sure, the food was nice, but the mood's of the twins were anything but nice. Devon was upset that her mother interrupted her morning ritual of listening to a muggle boy band, by the name of The Beatles, while getting ready. While James was furious that his father falsely told him that Lily, the girl he's been head-over-heels in love with since first year, was downstairs waiting for him.
"Alright kids, let's go. Let's try to have a nice afternoon together at Diagon Alley."
The Potters apparated out of their kitchen to Diagon Alley. (A/N: I changed the age limit for apparition to 16 years old ... hope you don't mind!)
"Aunt Martha! Uncle Davis! We need to go soon!" yelled Remus Lupin from downstairs. He wanted to make sure he didn't miss his friends at Diagon Alley. He was a tired looking boy of 16 years – tired, but quite handsome. He had sandy blonde hair which was rather short, and bright, crystal blue eyes. He stood at 5'10, a bit shorter than Sirius, one of his best friends.
"We're coming, Remus dear," said his Aunt Martha, walking down the stairs. Remus has lived with his Aunt and Uncle since 4th year. His parents were killed by Voldemort. His mother, being a muggle was the first to go. His father, being a pureblood, so known as a blood traitor for marrying his muggle mother, was the next to go. It had happened while he was at Hogwarts. His Aunt Martha, his father's sister, and her husband Davis, gladly took him in.
As soon as they were downstairs, they quickly ate their breakfast, and were off to Diagon Alley.
"You are such a bitch!" screamed a girl, banging on the door of the bathroom.
"Takes one to know one, Pet!" another girl yelled from the inside of the bathroom. This just added fuel to the girl's fire, as she started banging on the door even harder. Lily Evans smiled to herself as she sat on the counter, thoroughly enjoying pissing her sister off to no end. She looked into the mirror amidst her sister's jeers and a slight frown formed on her face. Her dark red hair was particularly frizzy today. She ignored this and continued to listen to her sister yelling. Her bright green eyes were dancing with excitement as she listened to her sister.
"Petunia Evans! Stop that this instant!" scolded her mother, Kim Evans.
"But mum! Lily won't let me use the bathroom! She's been in there for 10 minutes!" she yelled.
"Lily! Please hurry up. I'd rather not hear you and your sister screaming at each other this early in the morning," her mother said kindly through the door.
"Yes, mum!" called Lily. No more than 5 seconds later, Lily swept out of the bathroom, giving her sister one of her sweetest smiles.
"What were you DOING in there, freak?" Petunia fumed.
"Waiting to see how long it would take you to lose control. You broke your old record this time, only 10 seconds!" Lily said sweetly, before going into her room and shutting the door.
"Bitch" muttered Petunia as she slammed the bathroom door.
Thirty minutes later, the Evans' were downstairs eating breakfast.
"Petunia, we're going to Diagon Alley with your sister to get her school supplies, want to join us?" asked her father, Tim Evans.
"Oh, yeah. Sure! I'd love to go! Especially since last time one of her friends turned my hair blue!" Petunia yelled, as she stormed from the table.
"I guess that's a no?" Lily smiled to her parents.
This is not beta'd so bear with me. I have chapters 2, 3, 4, and 5 written so far, so I'd love if you would review! Reviews make me happy! :o)
Disclaimer: Hey! So I don't own anything in this fan fiction. Wish I did, but I don't. It all belongs to the genius of J.K. Rowling. sigh
A/N: I just got a new username, since we had to delete our AOL account and re-open it. Naturally, I lost my screen names. So, that means no account for fanfiction.net. So here's my new account! I hate this chapter, by the way. I wasn't pleased with how I wrote this, but this is about the only way I could do it. Next chapter will be better (I hope) and longer! How do I know this? Because I've already written it! Enjoy! Oh yeah, this was previously known as Times Change, People Change, but I decided to change it.
CHAPTER ONE: To Diagon Alley
"Sirius! Wake up!" screeched a voice from downstairs.
A broad-shouldered boy of 16 years groaned as he swung his legs off his bed to face his mother screaming at him once again. He stood up and stretched, yawning widely. He then walked to the mirror attached to his wardrobe and looked at his reflection; he smiled at what he saw. He was what many swooning girls would call tall, dark, and handsome – or rather, sexy. He was indeed tall, very tall, and dark was an understatement. Sirius' hair was pitch black and it hung at just the right spot to where he never had to brush it, his eyes were a very dark brown, where it was often mistaken for black, and his skin was, compared to his family, dark.
He took a last look at himself before slipping a dark grey sweater on and pulling on black pants to head downstairs to the hell he called life.
"What the hell took you so long?" snapped his mother. His mother was the parent he got his dark traits from ... unfortunately, if you asked him.
"Sorry," he snapped back, "I didn't hear you screeching while I was sleeping, surprisingly."
"What did you say to your mother Sirius Black?" his father said behind him dangerously.
"Nothing," Sirius mumbled. He didn't like getting in fights with his dad. He had learned the first time when his father punched him in the face.
"Didn't think so," Mr. Black said, sitting down at the dining room table. "We are going to Diagon Alley today to get your school books; we are meeting your cousins there."
Sirius groaned. Not Narcissa and Bellatrix, he thought. Andromeda wasn't bad -- she was the only sane person, in the family. Sirius was thinking about sending an owl to James when the door the hallway opened and a tiny house-elf walked into the room.
"Mistress Black, here is your tea," said the house-elf. Sirius looked at him with extreme distaste. The house-elf looked back at him and mumbled under his breath, "ungrateful mudblood-lover."
Sirius immediately started walking towards the elf with every intention of killing him when his father got up from the table and stopped him. "Don't you dare young man," he said.
"I swear Kreacher, when you're alone –"Sirius began, but was silenced with a deadly look from his father.
A defeated Sirius sat down at the table when another person walked in that made Sirius' stomach lurch: his younger brother Regulus. Regulus was to be starting at Hogwarts this year, to Sirius' intense dislike. His little brother was the golden boy of the family ever since Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor in his first year. Instead of planning Sirius' life out with haughty satisfaction, they immediately diverted their doting to their younger son, who according to them, was going to be "sorted into Slytherin, marry a Slytherin, and have Slytherin offspring". Sirius would snort into his tea when he heard this, causing his mother to send Sirius to his room. She thought this a punishment for Sirius, when in actuality Sirius would run up to his room and send owls to James.
Sirius' thoughts were again interrupted with his mom swearing for Sirius to
"get his ass to the fireplace" so they could leave. One by one, they each threw their Floo Powder into the fireplace and disappeared to Diagon Alley.
The muffled snoring of another 16 year old boy could be heard. His sheets were tangled around his 5'10 lean body as he tossed and turned, trying to get the sun out of his eyes which was pouring in through his window blinds. He groaned as his attempts remained fruitless and the sun all of a sudden flooded the room as his mother opened the blinds.
"James Potter! Please wake up!"
"I don't wanna! 30 more bloody minutes mum!" he mumbled into his pillow as he turned his back to her.
"Ugh! Jonathon! Your son won't get his lazy butt out of bed! I'm tired of shaking him." said Marie Potter, walking out of James' room. "You take care of it!"
Mr. Potter chuckled to himself as he walked into his 16 year old son' bedroom.
"You just need to know the right things to say, dear," he said as he sat down on the edge of James' bed.
He leant down to whisper in his son's ear, "James, son. Lily Evans is waiting downstairs for you!"
Immediately, James shot out of bed.
"What? She is? Tell her I'll be down in a sec!" he said running around his bedroom, pulling random clothes on. He stopped when he realized his father was laughing merrily on his bed.
"What's so funny?" he asked indignantly. A sudden realization dawned on his face. "You lied to me! Arrrgh!"
Mr. Potter started running from his son's bedroom as James chased after him, yelling some miscellaneous – and rather inappropriate - things. However, they both stopped immediately when they saw Mrs. Potter with a spatula in her hand, tapping her foot impatiently on the wood-floor, glaring up at the pair of them. She rolled her eyes, muttering something that sounded like, "boys".
"Now where is that sister of yours, James? She's even worse than you are in the morning and that's saying something!" Mrs. Potter said impatiently, slamming the spatula down on the counter and running upstairs to find James' twin sister, Devon.
Finally, the four Potters managed to sit down and have a nice breakfast. Oh sure, the food was nice, but the mood's of the twins were anything but nice. Devon was upset that her mother interrupted her morning ritual of listening to a muggle boy band, by the name of The Beatles, while getting ready. While James was furious that his father falsely told him that Lily, the girl he's been head-over-heels in love with since first year, was downstairs waiting for him.
"Alright kids, let's go. Let's try to have a nice afternoon together at Diagon Alley."
The Potters apparated out of their kitchen to Diagon Alley. (A/N: I changed the age limit for apparition to 16 years old ... hope you don't mind!)
"Aunt Martha! Uncle Davis! We need to go soon!" yelled Remus Lupin from downstairs. He wanted to make sure he didn't miss his friends at Diagon Alley. He was a tired looking boy of 16 years – tired, but quite handsome. He had sandy blonde hair which was rather short, and bright, crystal blue eyes. He stood at 5'10, a bit shorter than Sirius, one of his best friends.
"We're coming, Remus dear," said his Aunt Martha, walking down the stairs. Remus has lived with his Aunt and Uncle since 4th year. His parents were killed by Voldemort. His mother, being a muggle was the first to go. His father, being a pureblood, so known as a blood traitor for marrying his muggle mother, was the next to go. It had happened while he was at Hogwarts. His Aunt Martha, his father's sister, and her husband Davis, gladly took him in.
As soon as they were downstairs, they quickly ate their breakfast, and were off to Diagon Alley.
"You are such a bitch!" screamed a girl, banging on the door of the bathroom.
"Takes one to know one, Pet!" another girl yelled from the inside of the bathroom. This just added fuel to the girl's fire, as she started banging on the door even harder. Lily Evans smiled to herself as she sat on the counter, thoroughly enjoying pissing her sister off to no end. She looked into the mirror amidst her sister's jeers and a slight frown formed on her face. Her dark red hair was particularly frizzy today. She ignored this and continued to listen to her sister yelling. Her bright green eyes were dancing with excitement as she listened to her sister.
"Petunia Evans! Stop that this instant!" scolded her mother, Kim Evans.
"But mum! Lily won't let me use the bathroom! She's been in there for 10 minutes!" she yelled.
"Lily! Please hurry up. I'd rather not hear you and your sister screaming at each other this early in the morning," her mother said kindly through the door.
"Yes, mum!" called Lily. No more than 5 seconds later, Lily swept out of the bathroom, giving her sister one of her sweetest smiles.
"What were you DOING in there, freak?" Petunia fumed.
"Waiting to see how long it would take you to lose control. You broke your old record this time, only 10 seconds!" Lily said sweetly, before going into her room and shutting the door.
"Bitch" muttered Petunia as she slammed the bathroom door.
Thirty minutes later, the Evans' were downstairs eating breakfast.
"Petunia, we're going to Diagon Alley with your sister to get her school supplies, want to join us?" asked her father, Tim Evans.
"Oh, yeah. Sure! I'd love to go! Especially since last time one of her friends turned my hair blue!" Petunia yelled, as she stormed from the table.
"I guess that's a no?" Lily smiled to her parents.
This is not beta'd so bear with me. I have chapters 2, 3, 4, and 5 written so far, so I'd love if you would review! Reviews make me happy! :o)