Author's Note:

Alright, yesterday I didn't have enough time uploading, and totally forgot half the things I was supposed to write at the beginning of this story. So, heck, why not do it now?
First, I wish to THANK THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY I have my bestest friends Stefany and Linda. They were the ones who inspired this little ... thing. Here's how it went down:
Me: So, give me some random topic and I'll write a one-shot about it.
Stefany: PIE! :D
Me: Okay, so choose: James+Sirius or Fred+George ?
Stefany: James+Sirius
Linda: Wait, who's writing this? You?
Me: Nooo, the Queen of England! *rolls eyes*
*a few seconds later*
Me: OHMYGOSH! LINDA YOU'RE A GENIUS!! :O
Linda: No problem ....? :S
Sooo... Thanks you guys =D
Secondly, I do not, will not, and have not at anytime owned Harry Potter and his magical world. No matter how much I dream, it just doesn't happen...*shakes head sadly*
But now, on to the next chapter!
Warning: I have NOTHING against Black people - in fact, I think you're all just smashing! If you're offended by Black jokes or get offended while reading this chapter, please don't make a big deal. I mean no harm. A little humor didn't hurt nobody, does it? This is just for fun!
On with the show!
*Curtain rasies*

The Adventures of James and Sirius
Sirius Lee Black

James Potter, his wife Lily Potter, their son Harry Potter and family friend Sirius Black were strolling down Diagon Alley. Numerous shops bore down on them from either side, enclosing the group in a throng of tourists and shoppers, eager to get their days shopping done. Little Harry "ohh"-ed and "ahh"-ed at the interesting shops around him. Some sold broomsticks, some sold pickled toads and others sold some rather gross looking quills and pens. This entire intriguing environment soon becomes so much, Harry just had to go to the washroom. He cried in his stroller, bought at a muggle shop, hoping his mother would soon find the rather uncomfortable mess and cleans it up. As if on cue Lily Potter leaned over the stroller and checked Harry's diaper.

"Awh, James. Looks like Harry went poopie again!" Lily said, exasperated.

"Alright, we can stop at the Leaky Cauldron to clean him up, then head home," James rolled his eyes at the prospect of all that work, "You don't mind Sirius, do you?"

"Nah, if it's for my favourite godson, then it's good for me!" Sirius beamed down at Harry, who beamed right back, mischievously.

"Really, Sirius, we've got to get you out more often…. I haven't even subjected to that yet…. And he's MY son," James joked, smacking his friend on the back. Sirius just gave him a look to shut him up.

The group made their way back through the crowd, Harry crying still. Just as he was creeping up to a decibel only dogs could hear they arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. Straight away, James and Lily sped off towards a closed both in the back where the other customers wouldn't have to endure the stench. Sirius, instead slowly walked up to James, told him he was going off to the bar (while being promptly ignored) and went off in that direction.

Sirius seated himself on one of the stools at the bar, ordering his usual (fire whisky with a hint of lemon). After a little small talk with the bartender, a gorgeous waitress and an angry boyfriend, Sirius found himself sitting next to a wizard from Africa, talking happily about past experiences with Disarming Charms. Once the African guy had finished a long and colourful rant about a Disarming Charm mixed with a piece of toast and some pickled toads, he asked, "Wow, we've been talking so much, but I never got your name!"

Sirius shrugged saying, "Sirius Lee Black." He didn't feel like indulging his real name to him. It took several hours to say, let alone being able to pronounce half of them. He had settled on using Lee as his middle name because …well, what OTHER reason other than that James had told him to.

"Excuse me?" the African man said in a gruff voice, rising to his feet.

Only then did Sirius realize his mistake – and made a mental note to kill his best friend.

The African man standing angrily before him was Black.

"My name. It's Sirius Lee Black!" Sirius said, shrinking a bit on his seat. He didn't look this guy in the eye as he said it.

"You have guts man," Sirius noticed how the muscles in the man's buff arms contracted as he cracked his knuckles.

"Yes," Sirius squeaked, "I'll be ..going now. My friend other there is waiting… His son just needed a chance of diapers…."

"It's alright, I'll see you to the door." The man smiled down at Sirius. He gulped.

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I NEED THAT FACE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

The extremely offended man had grabbed Sirius by the collar roughly, carried him to the door and swung him out, making him land on the cold, hard sidewalk of the muggle world.

"Ow." Sirius once again squeaked.

"What the HELL are you doing out here, Sirius?"

James' voice had never sounded so good.

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