Disclaimer: The characters are not mine … even the title isn't mine.
A/N: I watched these TV series months ago and I like the story very much. It's a Korean TV series and Song Hye Kyo's so pretty in it.
Summary: AU. Sirius was a writer who tried to earn some money with his story while living in his parents' only inheritance. The house. Unfortunately, he lost his house because of his friend's deceit (old Petey, of course). Having nowhere else to go, he lived in that house with the owner of it (a.k.a James Potter) … as a servant.
Full House
By Misaki Sakura
James Potter opened his eyes and blinked. Groaning, his way to welcome the morning, he took a quick bath, knowing that day would be nothing better than yesterday. As always.
He was a model and an actor. He deserved the fame after his hard work and all his sacrifice, then he ought to be happy. Well, he was, but recently something, someone, has been bothering him. Lily. The beautiful Lily Evans who only thought about him as a brother. A subtle way to reject him. Splashing his face with cold water once again, he was ready to set for work.
Sirius Black woke up to the blinding light that came from behind the curtain in his bedroom. But instead of waking up on his bed, he found himself in front of his computer. He glanced at the clock on it. Nine, which meant he had slept for only five hours. Great.
He stared at the monitor. Blank. Just a title that he wasn't sure have any meaning at all. His effort for the whole night. He stretched his hands and yawned. Life as a writer, the only thing he could do after he graduated from high school, was not easy. With his payment for making short stories and the money his parent's left for him, he could afford his life. However, the money constantly lessened and his income couldn't cover all the bills, so he decided to write a novel when there's still some savings remained. The problem was … he hadn't got any plot for his story.
Deciding that there's no point in sitting there, he made himself a cup of coffee. But before he could take a sip, the bell rang. The person he last expected stood before him as he opened the door. Peter Pettigrew. They were friends since high school but after the graduation he hadn't heard of him for almost five years, so he had no clue why Peter would want to see him.
"You see, Sirius," he said after sitting down, "I worked in a travel agency and … um …"
Sirius waited impatiently.
"It seems like I got a ticket to France as a bonus. Paris to be exact."
Sirius' grey eyes light up as he heard the name. He always wanted to go to Paris. Why mentioning this to him all of a sudden? "So?"
"Well, I couldn't go ... and since I know you want to go there so I thought … you'd want it …."
"And if I agree to go, where will I stay?"
Peter suddenly lifted his head. His voice sounded more cheery. "It's all been taken care of."
Peter looked at him with a begging look in his eyes, which was odd. Sirius was considering it. A free trip to Paris … he needed a break anyway … "Fine. I'll go."
A/N: That's the prologue! What do you think? R&R please!
