Prologue
James sat on the sofa of the common room, fully clothed in his quidditch uniform; staring at the fire flickering ahead of him.
"Alright there Prongs?" A voice said from across the room. Sirius's blue eyes bored into his as he stood behind the chair staring at his best friend. James could only smile as he looked up at Sirius.
"Yea I'm good...just thinkin."
"Thinking?" Sirius said amused. "You think? Wow...what else can you do my good fellow?" James threw a cushion at him catching him square in the face.
"Well it's something people do once in a while...ya know? Something you've apparently never tried before." James remarked.
"Damn right mate. I don't need to think before I act, because everything I do is right." Sirius said smugly. Maria, a girl sitting by rolled her eyes at the comment. "And how are you Ms. Perez?" Sirius asked once he had noticed her rolling eyes. He gave her one of his infamous seductive glances.
"I'm good. You?" She asked politely. He grinned.
"Very good...now that you're talking to me." He said. James felt his face burn at the comment. Although his friend denied the feelings, he-James Potter- knew they were there...unwilling to lift itself out of the arrogant body from which it came. He noticed the quick glance Sirius brushed his way, but didn't think anymore on it.
How can this be? He asked himself. There's no reason to be ashamed of everything that is happening? Oh damn! Who am I kidding? It's all wrong! It's got alot of effing reason's to be ashamed about...He sighed loudly catching the attention of Remus who had just stepped in and plopped on the sofa beside him.
"You okay?" He asked James concerned. James always wondered how Remus could even manage to feel sorry for someone when he was always worse off than everyone else. He smiled again.
"Sure. Sure." He got up. "I'm good. Don't worry about me." He glared once more at Sirius who defiantly turned his gaze to the fire place. James gave up. He knew he had lossed. It's all over. He thought. He walked out of the common room and towards the quidditch field.
