AN: Hi! Actually, this is just the disclaimer, real AN at bottom O.o;
None of the characters you recognize are mine, only the idea is mine, and please don't sue!! O.o;
(Was it just me, or did that sound stupid? Ah well..)
"It's snowing." He said dully, for lack of something better to say.
"I know."
Silence fell again, until another teenager gamboled into the room.
"Hi James! Hi Remus!" he chirped, hopping onto the bed and starting to bounce excitedly. "Guess what? It's SNOWING!"
James Potter looked at his best friend. "No Sirius, we
didn't know that."
Sirius pouted. "What's with you today? Oooohhhh, I know!"
He turned to the third and last teenager in the room and winked, whispering in
a very audible voice, "Prongs misses Lily, doesn't he, Moony?"
The brown haired teenager, thus addressed, turned his attention away from the window to the black haired teen talking to him, and nodded absently.
Sirius chose to ignore James' verbal denial ("No I don't!") and rather crowed triumphantly at the tell tale blush staining James' face a tomato kind of red.
It was Christmas Holidays, and Remus and Sirius were spending it at James' house. Lily would have come too (as she fervently told James) but her family wanted her home for Christmas. Or at least, most of them did.
It was snowing lightly, snowflakes drifting around in the air before finally resting on the nearest surface.
And at James' house, on this snowy December mid-morning, they were all completely, utterly BORED.
Remus sighed, transferring his gaze from the window to his arguing friends.
"Hey guys?" he spoke up.
They didn't even turn his way, too caught up in their fight,
which had reached drastic proportions. I.e., promising to hex each other for
life when they got back to Hogwarts. ("If it wasn't illegal, Sirius Black, I'd
hex you Right now!" "Yea well, same to you, Mr Evans!")
Remus sighed and picked up James' pillow, which had a pattern of snitches,
broomsticks and other Quidditch equipment on the pillowcase. It was a pillow
for an 8 year old, not someone twice that age.
Ignoring this fact, Remus threw the pillow as hard as he could at James' head. "GUYS!"
This action stopped them.
"What?" snapped James, his glasses skew and his hair ruffled and slightly untidier than usual, and his face red, either from embarrassment, or anger.
"I have an idea." Replied Remus, standing up and stretching. "You see, what we could do is-"
"Hey Remus?" interrupted Sirius. "It's snowing."
Remus frowned in his direction and James slapped Sirius upside the head, causing them all to break down into giggles.
"When calm enough to speak again, Remus turned back to the window. "Hey James, do you have any muggle clothing?"
James blinked and grinned. "Yup. Enough for all of us, in fact."
Remus grinned back while Sirius looked from one to the other and whined, " I don't get- Oh. Ohh. Ohhh.."
They giggled again at this, and then James leapt to his cupboard while Sirius thumped Remus on the back, congratulating him for his idea.
After about half an hour, with lots of fidgeting and cursing, the three friends stood at James' front door.
Sirius was wearing jeans a little on the tight side, a black T-shirt with a Nike logo on it, with an open denim jacket ("I cant do up these buttons! They're just too weird!"). A black cap with the Nike logo and a pair of snow boots completed his look.
James was wearing a pair of tight jeans, with a plain white button up shirt (the top three buttons were undone: "Hey, I can at least TRY to look sexy.") and a deep brown leather jacket. That, and his own snow boots.
Remus, on the other hand, wore jeans that were perfect for him, not too tight (AN: Dangit! O.o;), and not too loose either, a pale blue shirt and a thick navy fleece jacket that had sleeves past his fingertips, so he had to roll them up a bit. This, along with his snow boots, finished his ensemble.
"I don't know how muggles live with all these … znitter things." Grumbled Sirius, admiring himself in the entrance hall mirror, which wolf whistled at him. He grinned and winked back at it, before turning to James and Remus, eyes sparkling excitedly.
"You mean a zipper, I think." Corrected Remus absently. He was rolling up his sleeves; they kept falling down.
"Mom! Dad!" called James, sticking his head into the kitchen and smiling at his parents who were 'cooking' away happily. "We're going out for a bit, we might be late, don't be worried, k?"
"Alright Jamsee, have fun!" answered his mother's voice.
"Be careful though, wont you?" and his father came into the hallway, wiping his hands on a dishcloth. He looked at the three teenagers and grinned. "Going to get some girls? I used to be quite the catch-"
"Dad!" groaned James, and he frog marched his father back into the kitchen while Sirius and Remus grinned at each other.
There was a quite mumble of voices from the kitchen, and James' mother's giggle came through the archway, before James came back into the entrance hall.
He grinned at the other two. "Ready to do some Christmas shopping: muggle style?"
AN: its real this time!!! Anyway, I know this is quite short, and the chapters will probably be a teensy bit short as well, but its ok…I think..Anyway, thanks you SOOOO much to all those who reviewed for my other two L/J fanfics, and…hmmm..Oh! Btw, should I hook up Sirius with Sammy or make up another girl for him? And how about poor darling Remus? (O.o;;) Any ideas?