PART TWO:
"Where's Peter?" Sirius asked, taking a sip of butterbeer. He was sitting at the end of the couch, using the arm of the couch to rest his elbow while he held the bottle of butterbeer.
"Said he couldn't make it. Something about work." Remus answered. He was sitting on the other end of the couch, holding his empty bottle of butterbeer. He was watching James play peek-a-boo with Harry on the floor and Lily was cooking dinner in the kitchen with the radio blasting. Once and a while a song would come on that she knew and they can hear her singing along. This was an often occurrence and Harry seemed to love. He would make some cooing sounds like he was trying to sing along as well.
"Right." Sirius replied. "I knew that."
Remus was about to respond with an insult, but was interrupted by a familiar tone on the radio. It was a song Remus heard often enough playing in this household. He seemed to enjoy it as well. It was by Elvis Presley, if he remembered correctly. Jailhouse Rock, it was called. He was not surprised when he heard Lily singing along. Elvis Presley was one of her favorite singers. If it wasn't for her, Remus might not even know who Elvis Presley was.
"The warden threw a party in the county jail. The prison band was there and they began to wail." She sang along.
James jumped up on his feet with Harry in his arms. "Dance with me, son!" He twirled around and Harry giggled wildly. Remus and Sirius laughed at the cute giggle Harry gave.
Apparently, James heard this song so much that he knew the words as well…at least some of the words. He sang along for the next two lines. "The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing. You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing." He jumped up and down, causing Harry to laugh again. "Let's rock. Everybody. Let's rock. Everybody in the whole cell block was dancin' to the jailhouse rock."
Much to Sirius and Remus' horror, James eyed them. "I think your godfather wants to cut in, Harry!" He said with a gleam in his eyes.
Sirius shook his head. "No, no, no, Prongs. I am fine where I am."
James shrugged his shoulders and faced Harry. "His loss, son. But don't worry. We'll get him next time." He turned to Remus. "Moony?"
He shook his head as well. "I'm comfortable right here. Thanks."
"…crash, boom, bang. The whole rhythm section was the purple gang." Lily was singing in the kitchen. James once again began to dance around the living room with Harry laughing until he was red in the face.
When the chorus came back on, James sang along, spinning in circles. "Let's rock. Everybody. Lets rock. Everybody in the whole cell block was dancin' to the jailhouse rock." As he was singing along with the chorus, he had moved into the kitchen. From their spot on the couch, they can see James sneak up to his wife. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her back into his chest. His other arm still held Harry. "Number forty-seven said to number three: 'You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see. I sure would be delighted with your company. Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me."
Lily gasped and pushed him away. She turned to face him. "Leave me alone, James. I'm working on dinner." But she couldn't hide the smile on her face or her sparkling green eyes that had lit up.
James shrugged his shoulders, not at all affected by her rejection. "Guess it's just you and me, Harry." He said, twirling out of the kitchen. Harry gave a delighted giggle, almost like he liked it that way; just his Daddy and him.
It was an instrumental part and James pretended to play a guitar much to the amusement of Remus and Sirius. Remus rolled his eyes but couldn't stop the chuckle. Sirius was outright laughing at his brother in all but blood.
"The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone, way over in the corner, weepin' all alone. The warden said, 'Hey, buddy, don't you be no square. If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair." Lily sang from the kitchen. James quickly transfigured a couch cushion into a wooden chair and threw it at Sirius.
Sirius caught the chair before it hit him in the face. "Hey!" He shouted at the implied insult. He put his butterbeer on the stand next to the couch and stood up. James laughed as he backed away. He held Harry up in front of his face, like a shield. Sirius huffed, but sat back down. "You are so lucky you have Harry." Remus laughed out loud. Sirius glared at Remus before transfiguring the chair back into the cushion and threw it at Remus' face. Remus threw it back at him.
"Let's Rock. Everybody. Let's rock. Everybody in the whole cell block was dancin' to the jailhouse rock."
As the song died down, Lily called everyone in for dinner. The song had pushed all the dark thoughts away from everyone's mind during that dinner.
Sirius, Remus, and Peter walked tiredly up the walk to the front door. "We missed dinner." Sirius grumbled.
Remus glanced at the time with a wave of his wand. "They would have put Harry to bed too."
"Well, James and Lily are still awake. Some of the lights are still on." Peter pointed out.
"Good. Maybe, they would have leftovers." Sirius said.
Remus shook his head. There were times where he thought that was what Sirius only thought about; girls and food. He opened the door. "Shush. You hear that?" Remus asked. It sounded like music coming from the living.
Sirius shrugged his shoulders. "So, Lily is listening to the radio while she is cleaning up." He said, unconcerned.
"It's coming from the living room, Sirius and it…sounds like…James?" Remus snuck into the house. Sirius and Peter followed him, just as quietly.
"…time that you're near, all my cares disappear. Darling, you're all that I'm living for. I want you, I need you, I love you. More and more."
Remus peered over the corner and into the living room. There were a few lit candles around the room and the fireplace was lit, creating a romantic atmosphere. In the middle of the room were James and Lily. James was holding on his wife close and slowly swaying to the music. James was singing low into Lily's ear.
"I thought I could live without romance." James was singing.
Sirius and Peter peered over him. "Wow. Didn't know James can be that mushy." Sirius said. Remus turned and gave him a look. "You know…mushy, romantic." Remus rolled his eyes and turned back to the dancing couple.
"Until you came to me. But now I know that I will go on loving you eternally." Lily had her eyes closed and was laying her head on James' shoulder. She seemed content and in love. "Won't you please be my own? Never leave me alone."
"Merlin, he's good." Sirius said, impressed and shocked.
Peter fidgeted. "Shouldn't…shouldn't we…you know…go? This seems to be a…a private m…moment for them."
" 'Cause I die ev'ry time we're apart. I want you, I need you, I love you. With all my heart." James kissed the top of Lily's head.
Remus nodded. "Peter is right. We should go. We shouldn't interrupt their romantic night."
"But…" Sirius started to protest.
"Well, I thought I could live without romance. Until you came to me." James sang softly.
Remus turned from the sight. "But, nothing, Sirius. They don't get a chance to be alone often. We'll come back in the morning."
"But now I know that I will go on loving you eternally." He heard James sing.
Sirius nodded, resigned. "Yeah, yeah." They turned away and sneaked back out of the house. Remus was the last one out and he can hear James singing softly as he closed the front door. "Won't you please be my own? Never leave me alone. 'Cause I die ev'ry time we're apart." Remus sighed. He wished he would be able to find love like theirs. Being a werewolf made it extremely hard to though. "I want you, I need you, I love you. With all my heart." Was the last thing he heard before he closed the door, blocking out the rest of the sound.
