Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.
Chapter Rating: PG-13; some cussing and some implied sexual content.
Notes: I ended up doing this because I needed to get my writing mojo back, so I had my friend pick random numbers (corresponding to characters) and another friend pick random numbers (corresponding to lyrics), so thanks to Raven and Court for their unintentional help. Inspired (and titled after) the song and lyrics at the beginning of the fic.
Pairings: For now, I know that there will be Lucius/James (obviously), James/Lily, and Lucius/Narcissa.
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All I can do is dream about you and me in never land
But all it is, is a fantasy although it's heavenly
It's a teenage dream,
All wrapped in pink and dotted with hearts
Dotted With Hearts by the Horrorpops
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"What's he doing here?" Sirius growled under his breath, his brows knitted close together in irritation and anger at the sight of Lucius Malfoy sitting at the head table reserved for the teachers in the Great Hall. The pompous look on the older man's face made James frown; six years their elder, Lucius was a right asshole and everyone that had been in school with him knew it. He'd been Head Boy during their first year at Hogwarts, and more than they had all been given detention from Malfoy for being out after curfew. James knew that some Hufflepuff girls had gotten in trouble for not making it back to their common room in time - three minutes late, and they'd gotten detention. "Bloody bastard. Look at his face! Looking down his nose at us like we're shit under his bloody loafers. He's not that much older, you know. Bloody bastard."
"Your eloquence never ceases to amaze me," Remus muttered, glancing up at Sirius with a raised eyebrow. Sirius looked appropriately sheepish, and Remus turned back to the book he'd been reading.
James rolled his eyes, trying to quell his amused grin at the interaction between his two friends. James echoed the Sirius's dislike for the blonde, but decided to keep quiet on the issue. No doubt that someone would know Malfoy's reason for being present in the Great Hall at the opening feast. "Hey! Guys!" Peter panted, sitting down next to Remus, across the table from Sirius who still glowered at Malfoy. "I just talked to Mary-Katherine -you know, the Ravenclaw with the nice tits?- and she knows why Malfoy's sitting up there at the teacher's table!"
'Cue Peter,' James thought, smiling to himself at his good call. "Why's that's Peter?" he asked his friend, propping his head into the palm of his hand. The First Years still weren't in the doorway to the Great Hall - James hated this part, the waiting.
"He's become an assistant teacher to Professor Szalcing," Peter gushed, happy to share his gossip. "For Arithmancy. Apparently he's been studying it at Argum Uni, and part of his graduation requirements have him working with Szalcing. Malfoy's going to be teaching a few lessons throughout the year, working as a tutor for third-years... But only part-time. Besides, Szalcing is about ready to croak anyway." When the other three stared at him with raised eyebrows and incredulous expression, Peter cocked his head to the side. "What? Mary-Katherine found out from Szalcing because it's her favorite subject and she wants to take an independent study next year to do more research on the number eight. Anyway, she told ME because, despite what you guys think, I do happen to have other friends. Just not as close."
James and Sirius snickered to themselves, trying not to say anything as Remus gave them a look. He was quite good at those. Then the werewolf turned to Peter. "As do I, Peter," he smiled kindly. Leave it to Remus to be the saint. "Argum's a fairly prestigious graduate school... I'm not surprised he's graduating from there." Remus tapped his chin thoughtfully, a habit of his that meant he was thinking something over. "James and I have Arithmancy this year... I do wonder how we'll fare under Malfoy."
Remus's words conjured an image in James's mind, one of sweaty skin and panting breaths, of dark, messy hair on a pillow and a curtain of blonde shielding both faces. Under Malfoy. James shook his head violently, causing Sirius to look at him oddly. "What's wrong with you?" he asked, and James cleared his throat, trying to banish the image from his mind. The black-haired Gryffindor shook his head, mumbling "nothing" and Sirius just shrugged and turned back to glowering at Malfoy some more.
The sorting started, and the Gryffindor table whooped and hollered loudly - the loudest of all the houses, if anyone asked James - as new first years came to sit at their table one by one. They all clustered at the end, some sitting awkwardly with older siblings (Charles Ullian and his younger sister, Lucy, for example; the girl's eyes were resolutely fixed to her plate) but it never failed to make James smile at their astonished eyes when the food appeared. They all dug in, James serving himself a heap of mashed potatoes on one corner, a stack of roast beef slathered in gravy taking up another, some green beans in another - Sirius and Peter never failed to tease him for his love of the green vegetable, and though Remus commended him for healthy eating, James never saw any on Remus's plate - and a roll to finish it all up for this current plate. The feat always lasted the longest, there being growing boys (and even some girls with hardy appetites) eating away at the delicious cooking.
Sirius had just slipped a dirty joke, making Remus snort in amusement, head ducking behind the book, and Peter's loud cackle-like laugh tumbled out. James laughed amiably, shaking his head as he picked up the cup to finishing off the last of his pumpkin juice, when the hair on the back of his neck prickled. Someone was watching him. Smothering the urge to shudder, James glanced surreptitiously around, looking for the culprit - when he came eye to eye with Lucius Malfoy. The older man's gaze didn't stray, and James felt put on the spot, swallowing around the thick lump that had formed in his throat - cold gray eyes surveyed him calmly, though James could have sworn there was something else in there, confusing him thoroughly. That gaze bored through him, and James felt something stir in his gut, warm and tingly (something that had previously only been caused by the curves of a female's body), and the image from before popped up into his mind's eye, just a fraction of a moment, but the result was the same. Lucius's eyebrow raised, the smirk quirking at his lips giving him an air of superior knowledge, as if he could see the effect he had on James.
Then Sirius jostled James, breaking the intense stare that seemed to last hours rather than the seconds it had in all actuality. Blinking a bit, James smiled easily, slipping back into conversation with his friends; what had that been about? Glancing back up at the professor's table, James noted that Malfoy had vacated early, though he hadn't been the only teacher to do so. A pang of something shot through his chest, feeling almost like disappointment.
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A/N: So there's the first chapter. I don't have a beta, and I don't have a spell-checker / grammar-checker (my version of Word is glitched in that respect, for some reason) so if anyone is interested, PLEASE let me know. I'd be eternally grateful. Other than that, reviews and concrit are *always* appreciated, but flames are not, so don't be an asshole.