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Chapter 1- Prosperity or Depression
3 A.M I believed it was, lying awake on Gryffindor tower, sounds permeated the air. My best friend James was lying on the bed opposite from mine, concealed behind a crimson red curtain. I could tell he was stretched the length of his bed, sniffling occasionally and most likely dreaming of his crush Lily Evans. In the next room was my other best friend Remus Lupin, who always slept with the History of Magic text book lying on chest, Remus shared a room with the easy going but squeaky Peter Pettigrew, who wheezes while he sleeps. My name you may ask... well I am Sirius Black.
After an hour my thoughts needed some sort of focus. But what the bloody hell could I focus on at 4 A.M? I could think of new pranks James and I could play on Snivellus, who's real name was Severus Snape, but he always talked with some sort of sinus infection. Unfortunately my brain was too exhausted to think anything up. So here I lay in my dreadful boredom waiting for the sunrise, which won't occur for two and a half more hours. My eyes darted around the room, the walls were of course Gryffindor colors (red and gold) and cluttered with pictures of the four of us. It was always James and I in the front of the Remus and Peter, but that's only because James and I have been friends since the first day of Hogwarts, three years ago. I had met Remus a week later and Peter only two years ago. James and I, we're like brothers actually we are brothers. We have spent countless hours on end in detention with Filch, the squib (Muggle born from wizard parents) It was opposite with Remus, him and I get along great most of the time, though sometimes we bicker like an old married couple. We are completely different people, I, well I like to joke around and hex Snivellus, while Remus, he would laugh around sometimes but other times he would lecture us on our maturity and how we should be more respectful of people's feeling. He acts like he doesn't know us and it's due to the fact that he's a prefect.
Suddenly my eyelids felt like a ton and I gave into the sleepiness. Luckily it was Saturday, which meant no class today just Quidditch, Gryffindor vs. our arch enemy Slytherin. My thoughts blurred leaving me to nothing but my dreams.
I was standing near the Forbidden Forest looking in broad daylight, staring at the arching 10 foot tall dark looking trees. I felt a hand clasp on my shoulder, I flinched from the sudden touch and realized it was Remus. He had short dirty blond hair and innocent gray eyes. He was wearing his normal class clothes: a black blazer, white button down shirt with Gryffindor labeled red tie and black slacks. He was grinning unusually.
"Good morning Padfoot." He said, looking into the Forbidden Forest as well.
"Good morning Moony." I replied, but he was gone. I dipped my head down, feeling slight loneliness and pain in my chest.
"PADFOOT!" Someone called as I literally almost fell off the bed, standing at the foot of the bed was a boy with messy chestnut hair and hazel eyes. He was laughing obnoxiously at my sudden startle. James was such a jerk sometimes.
"What is it, Prongs?" I asked in a dead serious tone, as I glared at him with my usual 'I'm going to kill you for waking me up like that' expression.
"Breakfast time." He said in a childish tone, you would never guess he's 13 years old. He slouched forward, the navy blue sleeves of his shirt which had been rolled up near his elbows were unrolling back down his arms.
"Thanks Prongs." I said, rubbing my sleep deprived eyes. James exited the dorm probably to use the loo or wash up for Lily. My head fell back onto the fluffy pillow trying to find my inner tranquility, that is until there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." I growled, in came the dirty blond hair and gray eyes. Moony. He was wearing his famous gray long sleeved shirt, which he wore all the time, and timber wolf slacks.
"Sirius, you look terrible." He said after one look. I shot him a look of tiredness.
"I'm fine." I murmured, Lupin glanced out the small window right next to Jame's headboard. Remus was a relatively slender boy, though he did have muscles.
"So what are your activities for the day, Moony?" I asked trying to drain the bitter and hostility from my fatigue-driven brain. Moony looked back at me.
"Mr. Binn's essay that is due Monday, which of course you are going to ask me to write." He said, he knew me so well it was kind of scary.
"You know me well." I said with sarcasm, I was always grateful for my friendship with Moony. Although, I guess I never really showed it.
"So breakfast, shall we go?" Moony asked with his half-smile, as if trying to keep something concealed by changing the subject.
"We shall." I said, pulling myself out of bed and changing out of my nightwear. After a short visit to the loo, I was finally ready to start a brand new day.