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Chapter 3 – Time for a change

JPOV

"Whoa!" I yelled out.

A person had just appeared just in front of me, Sirius Black, best friend and partner in crime. The guy was like a brother to me, and a god to all the ladies at Hogwarts, well almost all.

"Jamsie!" Sirius yelled at me, sometimes I really don't understand my best friend, I'm right in front of him and he still feels the need to yell in my face. Though I wasn't any better a year ago.

"Yes Padfoot?" I asked in annoyance. Honestly you think there wasn't any time of the day which Sirius would feel relatively normal, as in as unsirius as possible.

"Don't use our code names here, they have ears everywhere…" my deranged friend whispered to me, seriously someone must have given him too much chocolate yesterday, probably Moony, wanting a laugh. Yeah, let's piss off Prongs today; see how long it will take him to snap.

Though I hadn't really been Prongs for a while, since the start of summer to be exact. The day I found out my mother had passed away. My parents are older than most, but their still full of life, well they were. Now it was just me, dad and Sirius. No smell of cookies, no sounds of music, no scattered books lying around, no laughter reaching their ears.

Mrs Melanie Potter was gone.

And the house knew.

"James, Sirius. Lunch is ready." My fathers voice floated towards us, now that mum was gone the house elf, Zelda was in full charge of the kitchen. Meaning though there will be cookies if we asked me and Sirius will never get to taste the batter or eat them straight after they came out the oven.

"Coming dad." I rolled my eyes at Sirius letting him know I thought his last statement was crazy. We made are way down the stairs of Potter manor and into the dinning room, this was one of the grandest rooms in the house, it could fill up to one hundred people in the room and about half of those could sit down at the long table. We always sat at the same end when it was just us here, never on opposite ends.

But today, just like yesterday and the day before it seemed even emptier than before.

"Got your Hogwarts letter's yet?" my father asked while looking down at his plate. Small talk, that's all Samuel Potter felt up to talking these days.

"No, were meant to get them today." I told him, unfazed by his unbothered attitude; after all I felt just the same as him.

"they should be coming right now actually." Sirius added, he too had been affected by Melanie's death, though she was not his biological mother, she had treated him as a son.

And though Sirius obliviously felt the same as the two Potter's, his spirit made him want to bring happiness back into their lives.

Pop!

"Mister's Potter's and Mister Black, there is an owl outside with letters for you both." Zelda popped up, unlike some house elves she was remarkably clean and a bit bossy when emotions overcame her, which was bad for her old age.

"Let them in Zelda." My father said.

A dirty brown owl came through the window once it was magically opened. Dropping off its mail it admittedly set off again.

Sirius raised his eyebrows and ripped open his letter, all the while stuffing his face with lunch.

I looked down at mine, it was unusually thicker this year, hmm I wondered. Twisting the letter round to the seal on the back, I smiled at the familiar crest of Hogwarts, and opening the letter I turned it upside down for the contents to come out.

BANG!

Something heavy fell out, it was a badge. My dad and Sirius suddenly looked up startled by the unfamiliar noise. My hand inched slowly towards the object, once in my hand I turned it over and gasped in surprise. Head Boy, me? Wow Dumbledore must have had a few Firewhiskes when deciding this.

"James?" I looked up startled by my father's voice "what is it son?"

I looked properly at my father now; he was just like me, exempt his eyes, which were dark blue. His messy hair which was an inherited Potter trait was grey and beginning to thin, despite his old age. Another potter trait, was I looking at what my future would be like? No, I would be different; I will have my own destiny. Lily, I admittedly thought. I couldn't help it, when ever I thought of my future I only saw lily, I couldn't imagine it without her.

James? My best friend asked, his voice worried. Weird I must have spaced out again.

Head boy, I'm Head boy." I looked up at them; their eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of emotions covered their faces, surprise, delight and mischief. Guess whose face had the last emotion?

"well done son, your mother-" he stopped in thought, it think I knew what he was going to say. She would be proud. The news finally seemed to register in my brain. Me, James Potter, Prongs, member of the Marauders, troublemaker, illegal Animagus. Was Head /boy? Whoa.

Wait! If I'm Head boy whose Head girl? My heart told me the answer, Lily Evans. The brightest witch in the school, and the most beautiful. Of course lily would be Head girl, maybe then if I achieved the impossible, Head boy, I can get her to finally say yes.

I looked towards my friend my eyes gleaming and a familiar smirk covering my face. His eyes widened further, and then understanding flickered into them and lastly mischief.

After all no mischief is ever over, only managed.

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