A/N: This Is a Story Of What James Potter Was Like. Harry Is Viewing This Memory Of Young James Potter With His Friends; Remus Lupin, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew.
Disclaimer: If I Owned Harry Potter, I Most Likely Wouldn't Be Writing This Story.
Chapter 1: Mysteries of The Pensieve Are Revealed.
Harry Potter sat down in the chair across from Albus Dumbledore's desk. He looked around the room, sometimes back in to the gaping faces of the portraits of other Hogwart's Headmasters. A door behind him opened, and in came a man none other than Albus Dumbledore. Harry shifted nervously in his chair, awaiting what Dumbeldore had to say. The meeting had been called only a few moments ago for reasons Harry did not know of.
"Harry, it has come to my attention that you have been neglecting your Occlumency lessons with Professor Snape," Dumbledore said, peering at Harry over his half-moon eye glasses. "These lessons are very important. You must work hard at them."
"Well, sir, I have been working hard. I don't really enjoy Snape poking through my thoughts, you know. It's not that pleasant," Harry said, glancing down at his dirty shoes.
"Proffessor Snape, Harry. If you will excuse me for a moment, I have other business to attend to. If you will remain here, I will be back shortly." Dumbledore said, getting up to leave. He glanced back at Harry and then said, "The lessons will help you, Harry. You need to learn them."
Harry, still staring down at his shoes, said nothing. I don't want to learn Occlumency. I've beaten the Dark Lord four times already, so what if he reads my mind? Harry thought angrily. Just then, a cabinet door swung open, revealing a large basin. Harry got up and walked slowly to the basin. He glanced in it, and was surprised to see silver threads swirling around in it. For a moment, he thought he saw Sirius Black and his father. Not thinking, Harry stuck his face in the large basin. A sensation of being tugged towards the ground washed over him, and soon enough he was standing on Hogwart's grounds. Looking around, hesaw no one he recognized. Then, he heard a voice coming from behind a tree. Harry followed the sound of it, and soon was looking at a handsome boy, about his age.
"C'mon, James! Stop dreaming of snogging Lily Evans! It's never going to happen, y'know! Besides, we've got to get to our lesson!" the handsome man shouted. From behind another tree, another boy who had slightly rumpled hair and glasses began shouting back.
"Oh, calm down, Sirius! We're not going to be late. Remus over here is just finishing up his homework, anyway!" he said, pointing to another boy, laying at his feet, huddled over a sheet of parchment. This must be my dad when he was my age, and Sirius and Remus, too. But where's Peter at? Harry thought, looking around for any sign of Peter Pettigrew.
"Oy, here comes your lovebird now, James!" Sirius shouted, pointing at a girl with red hair like fire, and bright green eyes. James whirled around, and grinned.
"Why, what a pleasure it is to see you here, Lily! Fancy a walk around the lake?" James asked, reaching out to put his arm around the girl. "C'mon, Evans. What d'you say?"
"I say you get away from me before I am forced to hex you, James Potter," the girl retorted. My mum! Thats my mum! Harry thought excitedly.
"Oh, Lily don't be a prat. You know you want to walk with me," James said, flipping her hair.
"James, I wouldn't walk with you around that lake if you were the last man on Earth. I repeat - get away from me, or I'll hex you," Lily snapped. As if to make the threat complete, she pulled out her wandand held it to James' face. "I hear the Levicorpus charm is quite nice. Wanna see?"
"No, no. Um, I've got to go. I'll see you around, eh Evans?" James said, backing away from Lily.
"You might," she snapped. James turned back to his friends, who were apparently holding in their laughter with all of their might.
"Look who it is, James! Your old buddy, Severus!" Remus said, laughing and pointed to another boy about Harry's age with greasy hair that hung lank in his face.
"Maybe we should hex him, eh? That'd be entertainment, alright!" James said, pulling his wand out. "Hello, Severus! How're you this fine day?"
"Fine," Severus mumbled, trying to avoid James. He shoved his way through Sirius and Remus, attempting to get to the castle.
"Oh, you're a tough one!" James said, pointing his wand at Severus. "Levicorpus!" James shouted, and immediately the young Severus Snape was dangling in midair. His robes hung around his face, showing his undergarments. "Oy, clean your britches Severus! They're getting rather nasty!"
The young Snape's face was red, and Harry could not tell if it was anger, embarrassment, or the sheer idea that all the blood was rushing to his head. James flicked his wand again, and Severus landed in a crumpled heap on the floor. "I'll get you, Potter. Just wait," Severus mumbled, gathering his books that had fallen and stalked away.
"Do you have to be such an idiot! Why did you do that? What did he do to you!" came Lily's voice, pushing her way through the crowd that had gathered around James. "Do you have any idea how humiliating that would be? Would you like to try it out, huh James!"
"No, but I'm sure everyone would like to see YOU hoisted up in midair," James sneered. "Off to class, then. See you 'round, Evans."
James turned and headed toward the castle, Sirius and Remus following him, mumbling 'brilliant' and 'amazing'. Lily was furious at James. From what Harry could see, the color of her face almost matched the color of her hair. Was my dad always that big-headed? Harry though, not wanting to believe that he was. Out of nowhere, another sensation of being dragged from the ground came over him, and he was sitting back in Dumbledore's office. There was still no one there, so he looked in the Pensieve again. He could see little bits of memories of his father, not sure which one to go to next. Just as he was pressing his face in the Pensieve, Dumbledore returned. He was too late to stop Harry. Harry was already swung in to another memory of his father.
A/N: The next chapter is going to be a memory of James and Sirius only. They are taking their O.W.Ls. R/R.