Early Betrayal
This is my first HP fic. Enjoy! Please RnR reviews rock my world!
Chapter 1:
"James Potter, your attention please"
The calm, warm voice of Albus Dumbledore contained more power than the loudest shout. James Potter jerked out of a trance and his head snapped back to the front of the class, full of sixth years. His fellow Transfiguration classmates were all looking at him, disdainfully. His eyes sought out Sirius. Sirius Black was making his quill rise from his desk and a few feet into the air, looking very bored. Remus Lupin sat three desks to the right of James. He was scribbling furiously. Peter Pettigrew was looking, as ever, completely terrified. The classroom was cool, as a gentle noon breeze was flowing through several open windows. The lawns of Hogwarts were an emerald green and neatly trimmed. The lake outside shone brilliantly, as though dozens of tiny pixies held shimmering lights all over it. The castle was a magnificent sight, even if Peter was such an eyesore. James loved living here; he hardly missed his parents, although they were missing him. His mind fell back into the classroom with a bump. James felt the hot sun burning his back. Lily Evans was glaring at him, venom pouring out of her eyes. James' face felt hot, and he knew all too well it wasn't the colossal ball of flame in the sky, throwing heat down on the Earth. He stared at the blackboard, trying, and failing, to make sense of the complicated instructions.
"As I was saying, your essays are to be handed in on Thursday. No excuses!" Dumbledore called. The wise wizard left for the staff room.
James stuffed his books into his bag and made for the door. Severus Snape blocked his path.
"Gryffindor don't stand a chance tomorrow, Potter. I've got a bet on with Montague that you'll lose 260-0 at least." Snape turned and left. On his way out, Sirius stuck out a leg; Snape went sprawling, his bag flew away from him. James reacted instantly. He dived to it, slammed it onto a desk and opened it.
"Aguamenti!" he cried, pointing his wand into Snape's bag. Water cascaded out of the wand and filled the bag. James threw the sopping bag at Snape, who was looking at the bag in horror.
"You'd better pay Montague now, Snivellus" James spat and he left the room.
James was in the common room, sitting on an armchair when Sirius, Remus and Peter arrived.
"Snape's seething, Prongs. He'll be after your blood" Sirius warned.
"Who isn't these days?" James laughed
Peter let out a weak giggle, which he quickly stifled. A group of girls were gathered around the empty fireplace. Lily Evans was there, listening to Amelia Bones recount a highly amusing story involving a chair, seventeen rotten mushrooms and a cat. She wasn't really paying attention though. While the others burst into a giggling fit, Lily looked over at the group of boys. The only one she felt was really mature was Remus. Pettigrew was wet and pathetic, Black was a rogue, and Potter was an enormous fathead. At least Remus didn't curse anyone just because he felt like it.
Remus was looking over at Lily. He smiled to himself. She caught his eye and his eyes flew back to the other Marauders. He risked another glance and gave Lily a quick grin, which she returned. Seeing her do this gave Remus a warm, fluttery felling inside.
James yawned and rose from the chair and announced he was going to bed.
"Quidditch tomorrow, better get some shuteye" he winked at Sirius and went up to the dormitory.
"Yeah…" said Remus, dreamily "I think I'm going to bed as well…"