"Now, take this every morning for the next two weeks. It will re-fill itself," The man said putting a large bottle of potion into James's hands. "We'll pay you six Galleons when you report back to us any side effects or discomforts you experience." He said and James nodded. He looked at curiously. It was a deep purple, the color robes you'd expect Dumbledore to wear.

"What does it do?" He asked and the employee scowled at him.

"You don't need to know that." He said, looking down at James persecutingly. "Just drink it. And don't even think about not taking it, we'll know!" He snapped.

James nodded again and walked out of the room quickly. He looked around and saw Sirius standing in the corridor looking at a small piece of paper.

"Hey Padfoot!" James called and Sirius looked up, crunching the piece of paper in one of his fists.

"Hey Prongs, how'd it go?" Sirius said as he walked over to James.

"Alright, you were right though, he was a grouchbag, what potion did you get?" James asked as they walked out the door of Avlern's Charm and Potion factory. (Helping everyday witches and wizards)

"Didn't, I got a charm." He said looking at paper again. "Every evening for three weeks, point my wand at myself and say 'fécondite'."

"It sounds odd, what does it do?" Sirius shrugged as they walked.

"Didn't asked, but I get twenty Galleons." He said and James's eyes widened.

"Why do you get twenty for three and I get six for a fortnight?" He said and Sirius laughed and shrugged.

"Don't know, but we had better get home. Remember your mum's warning about being late for dinner?" Sirius said as he looked at his watch given to him by Remus for his last bithday ('maybe you'll be on time for once, but let's not go asking for miracles.') He said the two boys sped up their walk to a run, hurrying back to Potter manor where James, his parents, and now Sirius, lived.

James watched the potion sitting on his sink for at least ten minutes the next morning. He could pretend he took it, but then they'd know and he wouldn't get his money. And if that happened, he could kiss goodbye to an place on Puddlemere (there were always rumors of a scout visiting the Hogwarts matches and he couldn't impress as much on his old shooting star).

Finally, he uncorked the bottle of potion and with a deep breath, swallowed it all. It wasn't as bad as he thought and once it was now, he didn't feel any different.

He put the bottle back on the shelf of the bathroom he now shared with Sirius and brushed his teeth. When he got out of the bathroom, Sirius was sitting on his bed, looking the piece of paper, twirling his wand in his hand

"Done it yet?" Sirius nodded and looked up "How you feeling? Any different yet?" Sirius stood up slowly and stretched..

"Not much, just bloated, like when you have an extra helping of pudding after the feast." He said, a hand holding his stomach. "What about you?" James shook his head.

As he changed into a pair of pants, he watched as Sirius stretched again, clicking his neck and removing his shirt. James felt weird as he looked at Sirius's body. The girls in school didn't dream over himfor nothing. He had filled out well, broad-shouldered with strong arms from playing beater on the house Quidditch team. His stomach may have felt bloated, but it was far from it. James snapped out of his trance and quickly shook it off.

But couldn't help feel disappointed as his friend put his robes back on.

Sirius waved his hand in front of his friend's face. "Hello? Prongs? You there?" He said in a singsong voice James found very pretty and alluring. He knocked on James's head with a fist. He snapped out of it again and stood up straighter. "Finally! what took so long? Day dreaming about Evans again?" Sirius asked him jesteringly.

"yeah, sure." He lied. "Now let's go to breakfast, I'm starving!" James said nervously, changing the subject beofre anything was sad that would be regretted. He said it a little too quickly and Sirius eyed him before playfully pushing him towards the door and slapping his bum.

James felt a strong warmth in him... But soon as it came, it turned into a shock and he jumped backwards.

"What did you do?" He asked his friends and Sirius laughed but looked at him like he was crazy.

"I don't know...What did I do?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"You shocked me!"

"I did?" He said curiously. James nodded but Sirius waved him off and shook his head.

"You've gone mental." He said and looked to be in thought. "Well, of course you always have been, now it's just open for everyone to see." Sirius said and avoided James's swat at his head before being chased down the stairs to breakfast.

James soon forgot about the shock, but couldn't stomach the slightly queasy feeling when Sirius smiled at him...