Okay, so here I am with yet another zany marauder story. This is James beginning from summer in his 7th year, and how he finally matures, hopefully. I do hope you guys enjoy it nearly as much as I do writing it. There will be romance (eventually, because my lovely title would make no sense if not), some craziness, and very random outbursts from Sirius, and if you like it owl me >.> I like ze owls (reviews), love ze owls.

Dedication bit: Inspired by my crazy fraternal twin Meg, may our craziness continue to thrive until the last breathe has left our damned bodies.

DISCLAIMER: I, ofcourse, would not be so crazy as to claim credit for J.K's original characters. She created them, and I thank her so greatly for giving me a chance to hone my writing skills in a fun, eccentric way.

Chapter 1- Socks, and Badges

James Potter had invited his best mate, Sirius Black, to stay with him over the summer. James actually welcomed it being an only child, and his parents worked most of the summer leaving him alone a great deal of the time. Sirius was in the opposite situation, where as his parents were nuts, and his brother a Slytherin, Gryffindor's mortal enemy so they weren't exactly what one would call 'peachy' with each other.. Sirius and James had woke up early that morning in hope of the prospect of playing quidditch as early as possible, now shoveling down food as fast as they humanly could. When James suddenly felt compelled to ask Sirius about his eye (in which he had been clutching all week) but was to macho to ask."What's wrong with your eye by the way?" he tried to ask casually.
"I have a stye.."
"What the hell is that?"
"An ingrown eyelash..."
James fell off his chair in horror.

Later that evening.. after many tasty cookies made the day before by James's lovely mother... James lay impatiently on his bed while Sirius, violently scattered underwear and socks all over his once tidy room, "Dammit James, are you sure you haven't seen him?" Whom was looking for his teddy bear (he claimed it soothed his eye)."Yes unless you count up my buttocks, and no you can't check there either" he said to to look of glee on Sirius's face for a moment."Fun-killer"
"Snivilley lover"
"That was cold Prongsy, so cold" as a look of disgust grew across his face, much to James's satisfaction.
"A man has to do, what a man has to do"
"Pft, then you didn't do anything did you?" James chucked the nearest pillow at Sirius whom began throwing random pairs of underwear, and socks back in retaliation, when they heard a knock on the window where a tawny owl was waiting. James dropped his socks, opened the window, and took the letters from the owl who floated gracefully off again. On closer examination of the letters he realised they were Hogwarts letters for him and Sirius, his felt considerably heavier.
"They're our Hogwarts letters, here take yours" he said thrusting the letter at Sirius's head who fell over dramatically to aviod it.
"It's just a bloody letter Padfoot!"
"Papercuts!" Said Sirius defensively, James rolled his eyes.
"Honestly if you weren't my best mate, I'd have to kill you." He said as he began peeling open his letter when something hard fell painfully onto his foot.
"Ow, damnit what the hell is this?" he added while pulling up the thing.. and then he dropped it again.
"What is it?" said Sirius scrambling up to his bed grabbing it, then his jaw dropped.
"YOU'RE headboy? Has Dumbledore lost his socks?"
"I know... this is the most terrible thing since.. Remus being made prefect!"
"T'is okay buddy you gots me" he said, his black eyes twinkling.
"How the hell is that supposed to be comforting?"
"Ionno, it sounded all caring and such in my head..."

A week or so later at the train station.

"Okay so you're head boy?" said Remus now looking at James with disbelief.
"Yes goddammi-" but he stopped talking as the beautiful Lily Evans walked by her auburn hair flowing gently behind her and green plaid skirt going up a bit before her knees, he could hear Peter, and Sirius sniggering loudly behind him.
"I-"
"am whipped, dearry" finished Sirius, as even Remus broke out sniggering with them this time.
"I am head boy.. and as is she, butter pumpkin" he said grinning, and pointing to the shiny badge pinned neatly to her white blouse.
"Well everyone knew she'd be head girl, you're the real shocker Jamsey-poo" but suddenly, he noticed Sirius begin fussing with his hair. When he realised Lily's blonde friend, Alison Jones, walk over to Lily. Sirius nudged Remus,
"Rem.. how's my hair?"
"Good,"
"Are you absolutely positive?"
"Sirius I assure you, your hair looks amazingly splendid"
"Talk about whipped," muttered James sticking his tongue out, Sirius punched him, and they all made their jolly good way onto the train argueing about 'whipped-ness'.
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Lily and him will come into play the next chapter, which will be less choppy and more detailed. Anyways, reveiw me if you like it.

Edit: I made the reveiws enabled, overlooked that, and in answer to James being head boy, no you don't have to be prefect first (Remus was) in order to be a head boy or girl, J.K. made sure to mention James was head boy in his 7th year and in book 5, she said Remus was prefect.