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Chapter One: An Uneventful Day Turned Eventful

"James."

James groaned and rolled over on his bed, away from the voice.

"James," the voice repeated.

"Go away," he muttered, placing a pillow over his head.

"No way James," the voice replied, taking the pillow off James' head. "If your mom is making me get up at this ungodly hour, you are too."

"What are you talking about?" James asked. He sat up in his bed and found the answer to his question. His tone deaf mother was singing opera.

"You see my problem mate," Sirius said.

James glared at his best friend. He fumbled around the night stand next to his bed searching for his glasses. Once he found them, he put them on and glanced around his room. It was dimly lit, mostly from the little bit of sunlight that was trying to spill into the room. He ruffled his raven-black hair unnecessarily as it was already messy.

"You might as well get dressed Prongs. I reckon your mum is going to come in and make you get up at this ungodly hour anyway," Sirius stated.

James glanced at his clock. "Padfoot would you stop saying 'ungodly'? It's eight o' clock in the morning. It is not that early."

"It's early enough for me," Sirius said. "Any hour before 11:00 is too early. Now come on. Let's get something to eat. I'm starving!"

James rolled his eyes. The day never starts unless Sirius gets something to eat.

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"Ah boys you are up! I thought you two were gonna sleep the day away!" Mrs. Potter remarked.

"That was my plan before I was woken up by a banshee," Sirius muttered to James. He then got a rightful nudge in the ribs from James to which he replied with a soft, "Ow!"

"Would you boys like some breakfast?" Mrs. Potter asked as she place two plates of bacon and eggs in front of them.

"Would I ever!" Sirius exclaimed while he jumped into a chair, plowing the food into his mouth.

"Thanks Mum. Where's Dad by the way?" James asked.

"Oh your father had to go into work this morning. And it was his day off too! Guess this means you boys will have to help me."

"Helvwifwha?" Sirius asked, his mouth full of food. When he realized no one understood him, he swallowed and spoke again. "Help with what Mrs. Potter?"

"Why cleaning the house of course! This place has become such a mess! It's going to take hours to clean it all." Mrs. Potter remarked.

Sirius and James looked at each other. Sirius swallowed the food he had just stuffed in his mouth while James put his fork down. "Uh, sorry Mum we can't help you today," he said.

"What? Why not?" Mrs. Potter demanded.

"Because we promised- Remus- that we would, uh," Sirius stopped and ran a hand through his black hair, desperate for an idea. He looked to James for help.

"We'd go school supply shopping with him," James finished.

"School supplies? You mean Remus hasn't gotten his things for school yet? That is so unlike him.," Mrs Potter replied.

"It's not for him, it's for us. Last minute school supplies," Sirius explained.

"Last minute? You mean you haven't gotten you're all your things for school? I sent you both ages ago to get everything."

"We did, but, you can never have too many quills," James said quickly.

"That is true. Alright let me get my purse. I'll give you both some money."

"That's alright Mum we'll just use the vault," James replied.

"And have the both of you taking out more money than you need to buy supplies? Nonsense! I will not have that happening again!" Mrs. Potter stated.

James and Sirius grinned sheepishly at each other. They remembered that day quite well. Last year they went to buy "school supplies" and instead raided a nearby joke shop and nearly cleaned them out. We will just say that the two of them would rather have a year's worth of detentions with McGonagall than to deal with James' mother again.

Mrs. Potter returned with a small bag of money for each of them. "I want to see your bags when you get back and they better not be filled with more joke items!" she commanded.

"Yes Mum."

"Right Mrs. Potter."

"Now get going the both of you. You wouldn't want to be late to the Lupin's."

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James and Sirius arrived at the Lupin's ten minutes later, covered in ash from the fireplace. Remus jumped at the table he was sitting at, knocking over a pitcher of milk.

"Sirius! James! What are you doing here?" he demanded.

"Moony, you're going with me and Sirius to Diagon Alley," James stated.

"Why?"

"Because we don't want to clean James' house!" Sirius replied.

"Hello boys." Remus' mother had just walked in the room. Both James and Sirius' jaws dropped. One reason Remus never brought anyone home, as much as he hated to admit it, was that no teenage boy could keep his eyes off of his mother. She was, as Sirius would state it, "a bloody fit mum".

She looked at the milk that was dripping off the table. She shook her head. "Remus, you have to be more careful." She pointed her wand at the split milk which vanished from the table.. "Now what can we do for you boys?" she asked.

"Well Mum, we are going to Diagon Alley today. Sorry I didn't tell you," Remus explained staring at the ash covered James and Sirius.

"Oh. Well just remember to tell me these things. I don't want to have this happen again." She turned to James and Sirius. "I'm sorry about the fireplace. We weren't expecting anyone today," Mrs. Lupin said.

They both shrugged it off, scattering ash everywhere.

"Oh dear. I best be cleaning that up." She turned to Remus. "Remus! You better go and get ready! You don't want to keep you're friends waiting!"

"Oh we don't mind waiting!" Sirius said.

"Yeah! Not at all!" James agreed.

"All the more reason fo me to get ready faster," Remus said as he ran to his room.

Mrs. Lupin cleaned up the scattered ash with a flick of her wand. She walked toward the door back into the kitchen with James and Sirius' eyes following her every move. When Remus returned not two minutes later, their eyes were still transfixed on the door she went through.

"And you both wonder why I never bring you guys home."

James and Sirius woke up from their "trance" and turned to Remus.

"Why don't you bring us home?" Sirius demanded. "Your mum is like-"

Remus put up a hand to stop him. "Do not even say it."

"Come on, let's just go Diagon Alley," said James. Each of them grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and walked into the fireplace.

Bottom Author's Note: So did you like it? It's not much but it's a start. You have to introduce all the characters before the story can REALLY begin. The next few chapters are pretty much the same so please bear with me. And review!