Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the book so please don't sue.
A/N: This is a fic set when James and Siruus are at Primary school and they meet and become friends for the first time. It is an AU as I couldn't make some facts fit what I wanted, but I hope you enjoy it anyway!!! I know this chapter is a little short, but it will get longer. Do review though!
Warning: physical and verbal bullying
Looking up from where he sat on his own, almost hidden by the walls as he tucked himself around a corner away from people, James watched as the other children ran and shouted across the playground. They were having fun and kicking around a ball in a game someone had told him was called football, but who knows how it was played let alone the so called rules in the game. Picking up his sandwich, he gave a sigh before eating it, it wasn't as though he was ever going to be one of those screaming masses, the nine year old thought; he was far too odd to ever fit in.
When he had started at the school, he had known virtually nothing about the muggle world, and so when people asked him about technology and things they took for granted such as pens and pencils, he didn't have a clue how they worked. It was when he had asked where the ink was for the pencil; that was when the real trouble began. They had decided to see what else he didn't know, testing him on all sorts of things, and when he couldn't answer, made fun of him cruelly, saying being a rich kid should have all of these things, unless of course his family thought they were too high and mighty to have what 'common' people had.
What could James say to that? Sorry, actually he was from a Wizarding family and had never been in contact with muggle technology? And so the label of him being weird and stuck up, causing him to be rejected by everyone, and bullied by anyone who wanted to try and 'prove' themselves. They made his life hell because of it.
Walking slowly away from school, James could almost tell they were there even before the first taunt was thrown.
'Oy, weirdo!' One of the boys shouted causing the others to laugh. Idiots! Was all James could think, really, after all of these years could they could at least try and think of something original, weirdo! Honestly, it barely even fazed him anymore. 'Going to get Daddy to pay off your grades for you then?' The boy taunted again after seeing no response.
James had to restrain himself from rolling his eyes, as though his father needed to do anything! Information just seemed to be sucked into his brain with no problems; he could pass any exam they gave him with no problems in English, French, German and Spanish if they gave it to him, especially with the extra tutoring he got at home.
'Ooh, guess we struck a nerve with that one!' Someone else took over, James knew exactly what was going to come next, the beatings, more taunts until finally it would all be over until the next time, and until then, he could nurse his bruises and wait for the next time.