There is a tiny mention of slash in here. Just a tiny mention. You might not catch it.

Oh, and if you are wondering why I am only updating once a week, it is because I am taking three AP classes as a junior, and am planning to add another one (I have to talk to my parents) and I am planning in joining some clubs. It basically means I have no life on the weekdays.

Visiting Luna

"You know; you don't have to cook everything you know." Sirius said as he entered the kitchen.

"I just want the house to stay here tommorrow. How can you set a toaster on fire?" James asked.

"It wasn't going fast enough so I helped it out a little. I didn't know it would catch on fire. I can cook other things..." Sirius defeated.

"You can make different drinks, you mean. That isn't going to feed us." James replied. "Honestly, what example are you setting for a thirteen year old boy?"

"You are already that old, huh? Did you have the talk yet?" Sirius said. "This is the age when you go out with lots of girls....and we need to talk about protection and stuff like that."

The Talk was on of the most traumatizing moments of James's life. Not only was the protection geared towards females but also with males. He even got into sex toys...next time, get the talk from someone who wasn't a playboy in school. Honestly, what did he do? He already had a summary of the misadventure of the Marauders (which consisted of playing pranks, running from Sirius's ex-girlfriends, and stealing food from the kitchen). He was thrilled to get the kitchen information.

Other than that one traumatizing moment, James's life was going pretty good. The house needed work was a understatement. The kitchen, two bedrooms, and the sitting room were finally habitable. They didn't want to face the rest of the house without a professional, wizard cleaning team and a couple of aurors to battle what Sirius's mother left behind.

Now, James was ready to face the world, and face his one fear in life: telling people who he actually was. Sure, he was only telling Luna, but that was a big event with how nervous he got. Plus, chances are, Luna would eventually figure it out. Luna realized his home life wasn't that great from conversations at school. She could pick up things people missed.

Soon enough, he was at the Lovegood residence. "Oh, hello, James. Do come in." Luna said at the doorway.

"Hello Luna. I've missed you this summer." James said with a smile.

"I was afraid your relatives wouldn't let you go." Luna said. She realized more than I thought.

"Can I talk to you about my relatives? I've been hiding a lot..." James babbled on.

"You just needed to hide it at that time. I am not made at you. I understand." Luna said.

"You are one of the most understanding people I know. Where to start?" James said.

"At the beginning?" Luna said.

"Of course. First, I am a year older than you. My Aunt took me out of the country during the time I was supposed to receive my Hogwart's letter. She then changed my name from Harry Potter to James Evans." Luna just kept looking on. "You seriously believe me? You don't think I am making this up?"

"Why would I think that? You've never lied to me without a purpose, and this doesn't fit you. You like to stay in the shadows." Luna said pensively.

"I then ran away to Hogwarts anyway, because my relatives and I don't get along." Which is an understatement. "Then they disowned me as soon as they found out. For the first month, I lived on the streets because I didn't want to intrude on anyone. I know it was stupid but I saw your families and I saw how different I was and I couldn't help it. Then I met Sirius Black, and we've been living together in a house ever since."

"That was interesting. I'm glad you have found an adult you can trust. I was worried about you, you know? That difference concerned me because everyone else had someone. So, can I meet him?" Luna asked. "And ask him a couple of questions? You don't come across an escaped, sane Azkaban prisoner everyday."

"Only you would talk to a criminal on the run and ask him questions. Then again, I am living with the man...I have to ask him. It is his house, even if he hates it." James said. "I'll explain if he lets you in."

James then walked into the house. "Sirius, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, anything. You did believe in my innocence when no one else would consider it." Sirius replied.

"I'm not the only one. My friend, Luna Lovegood, thought you were innocent before we even met. So, can she come over?" James asked.

"I get it: girlfriend. Sure, I'll go out to meet her." Sirius said with a mischievous smile.

"She is not my girlfriend! She is my best friend! And take that smile off your face!" James yelled.

"That's what they all say. They say, best friends make the best lovers." James gave him a glare. "Fine, I'll stop. Jeez, just trying to liven up the mood here. Luna would probably do some good. She is outside, isn't she? I'll go get her."

Luna then walked in the door. "It's very dark here."

Sirius laughed. "I see why you like her. Welcome to the Most Noble" cough, "and Ancient house of Black, and it gets blacker everyday. I wouldn't leave the sitting room if I were you. I don't trust my mother."

"Why not?" Luna asked. James groaned. Rule number one: Never ask Sirius about his mother.

"She was the most evil person on earth next to Voldemort, who she supported by the way. She didn't have a heart; she was kept alive purely out of spite." Sirius ranted.

"I heard that!" Mrs. Black seethed. "Bringing mudbloods into this house! At least the girl is pureblood."

"Told you: evil." Sirius said.

"So, what do you do now with your new found freedom? Are you going to start up the band again?" Luna asked as she opened her notebook.

"You knew about the band? Remus," Sirius paused, "a friend always said I would get myself in trouble in it. He was the whole reason why I was Stubby Boardman. Oh, and I plan to catch Peter Pettigrew who is hiding as someones rat. I think his name is Scabbers," James nodded, "and kill him."

"Why not bring him to justice?" Luna asked.

"I don't have faith in the ministry. They didn't give me a trial the first time. Why are you questioning me?" Sirius asked.

"I want to write an article on you." Luna answered honestly. "I really must get both sides of the story."

"You don't write for the Daily Prophet, do you?" Sirius asked.

"No, the Quibbler. The Daily Prophet is controlled by the ministry and Goblin-eating Fudge. You can't trust it." Luna said seriously.

"I really see why you like her." Sirius said. "A little different, but I am sure I am not totally normal after staying in that prison after all these years."

"She does have a great mind." James said. Sirius gave him a hard stare that clearly stated 'are you sure you aren't going out with her'. "And no Sirius. Don't say anything."