It was hard getting his diary back from Evans. But, If anyone could manage it, it would be Sirius Black.
He skillfully dove from his bed, grabbed the book from mid-air. Did a somersault upon landing. Clutched the diary next to his chest and ran silently from the hospital area.
Translation: Sirius jumped from the bed. Padded over to Lily. Grabbed the book. Then ran before she could hurt him. Because pain is a very bad thing.
Sirius laid the 'Diary' down on his bed "I have a friend for you to meet." Sirius said, digging in his robes pocket.
He pulled out a small black book and placed it beside the bigger book. "This, is the sacred book that contains all of the girls addresses." Sirius said, as if he where actually introducing someone.
"Padfoot, mate, your talking to a BOOK, say it with me now... book... b-o-o-k." James said from the next bed over.
"Don't mind him my lovelies, hes just jealous because the only address he has in his little black book is Lily Evans and he only got that by following her one day." Sirius said, smiling.
"I was not following her! She lent me a quill and I was just returning it to her!" James insisted.
"Prongs, sorry mate but she lent you that quill in first year and technically after your kept it for three she just considered it gone and you know it." Sirius said, then he replaced the small black book back in his robes pocket and pulled out a quill and started to scribble in his 'diary'.
Dear best friend in the whole world and way better best friend than James Potter ever was, today is November the 27th and the time is... .hold on... stupid watch ... why wont the wrist band just stay! 8:24! hahaha.
Well, today, as you know was very stressful, I had to do my own homework! Can you believe that! By my self! No ... wait... you remember... you wouldn't help me! Traitor! You are no friend of mine!
(words are smeared from impact with wall)
Oh! my dear friend, I am so sorry, but thats what friends do isn't it? Fight and then APOLOGIES! Something James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrey would have never done, and never did for that matter!
Oops! I spelled Wormtails name wrong, I spelled it P-E-T-T-I-G-R-E-Y thats not how you spell his name is it? What am I asking you for! You don't know! But thats OK, I love you anyway, don't I? Yes, yes I do.
Excuse me for a moment please...
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Sirius looked over at James and said "Hear that Jame? Me and my friend here love each other." he said.
"I'm very happy for you, I hope you get married and have lots and lots of kids." James said, not taking his noes out of his textbook.
Sirius scowled at him "Your just upset that I've found someone and your stuck chasing Evans like a lost puppy." Sirius said.
Suddenly he found himself hung in the air, James had put a hex on him. "Don't go there." James said warningly.
"Oh, little Jamesie Poo is sensitive about the Evans issue." Sirius mocked.
James glared at Sirius until Sirius fell down, the curse having had its timespan run out, and he disappeared on the other side of the bed.
He soon reappeared however, flipping his hair "Thats OK, I look sexy even when I've just been dropped from mid-air." Sirius claimed, crawling back onto his bed in front of the open book.
Suddenly the door opened and in came Remus, soaking wet and smelling like...
"Moony, why do you smell like lemons? Sirius asked
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Please! -Oh fine! I fell over something when I was in the kitchens and landed in a bucket of cleaning detergent." Remus said, clopping over to his bed and laying down.
"Oh, oops." Sirius said.
Then he went back to writing.
That wasn't me! Who said it was me! I'm going to bed and STOP ACCUSING ME!
And with that Sirius crawled into bed and fell asleep.
Hello, it is now 10:00 AM. The 27th.
I slept until now... I am tired ... hey theres Evans cat, why is it the boys dorms? Bloody cat, I shall gently scoot it out of the room ... using my foot ... be right back.
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Never let me -ouch- do that -ouch- again! -ouch- Ever!
ouch.
.You are such a bad friend.
But thats OK. I shall forgive you because I am forgiving. And sexy. But I really don't see what that has to do with this. OH well.
There is nothing to talk about.
Oh! I know!
Where you aware James has a bald spot on the very back of his head?
Well, not you are aware.
Aware. I like that word. Its pretty. Aware.
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Sirius Leaps up from his bed and starts doing the funky chicken, while singing "aware. Aware. Aware." over repeatedly.
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Oh. sure. You laugh now but that dance will be really popular some day. Why you ask? because I invented it! Ha! Bet you didn't know that did ya!
It will be the most popular dance of all time. Unlike that hip-hop crap.
Oh! And you know what the most popular song will be?
It shall be my song.
Yes it shall. Do you want to hear my song? Of course you do. Who wouldn't want to see a sexy boy dancing the funky chicken and singing perfectly on tune?
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Apparently James... and Remus ... and Peter.
I hate them.
The swots.
For a different tune. I found this magazine just laying on the floor in the common room and I decided to read it.
It had all these spells for doing your hair. And despite what James says. Its is NOT a witch magazine! T'is not!
OK, fine it t'is. But it still showed me a spell to straighten my hair. I'm going to try it now. I bet I'll look good with straight hair. I mean, why wouldn't I? I look good all the time, why wouldn't I look good with straight hair! Are you accusing me of not looking good with hair that is straight!
How dare you.
You haven't even seen me with straight hair!
I shall go prove you wrong!
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Sirius crossed his legs on his bed and flipped out his wand. Looking very smug about something.
"Padfoot. What are you doing? Or do I want to know?" Remus asked as Sirius put his want to his hair.
There was a loud poof and Sirius held up a mirror.
"FROG BALLS!"
Remus was now laughing so hard it looked like he had major internal damage.
This will not go freely.
A / N: I know this chapter was very, very sad. I found it on my computer hard drive and posted it. I'm so cool. Just kidding. I might replace this chapter later. Mainly because it sucks and partly because I don't know what the genetics of a frog actually are. Actually, I don't intend to find out either. Eww. Please review.
