Hello all! I hope you are all doing well! This is the next part of my story. I hope you like it, 'cause here it is!
Part Seven
Sirius' Journal-
November 1st Saturday (7 o'clock in the morning)
Last night was AMAZING. Wow, that sounded oddly sexual. . . . But anyway, the party went down great. James and Remus got us drinks, and Peter figured out how to use a record player we'd nicked from Evans.
All I can say, is there was enough liquor there to get three of me drunk, and that's really saying something. Those boys really need to learn how to handle their alcohol; they were all completely rats-arsed before I even felt a buzz. Those pansies. But I won't complain. . . I've realized tonight just how much I like Moony when he's drunk. He's outgoing, very witty, and his face is never without a smile.
I got Moony and Prongs to play Spin the Bottle with me. I know, I know, I shouldn't have tricked them into playing, but come on! How couldn't I! And pass up a chance to kiss my Moony? I think not! James ended up making out with a balloon he thought was Evans. (Or should I say Lilykins?) Now, that was entertainment. So, it was just me and my Moony; I spun, (Though, now that I think about it, I don't know why. It was only the two of us, so it was obvious who I'd be kissing) and I predicably got Remus. I didn't think he would do it, but he kissed me. Well, no; we kissed.
Oh Merlin, it was absolutely amazing. I've never experienced anything like it in my life. His lips were softer and sweeter than I'd ever dreamed. He was a much better kisser than I'd ever dreamt. I wonder who he's been kissing to get that good?
I can't remember much else from the party; let's just say, I drank my fair share and then some, and now I've sobered up enough to write. (Though, I can't be certain I'll be able to read it later.) I don't care much that I can't remember anything. What I don't know can't hurt me, right? Let's just hope that stands true for Moony, 'cause as far as I know, he has no recollection of any of the night's events. That's just fine with me.
Oh dear, did I ask you another question? And I just called you 'You', like I'm talking to a human being! I need to stop this madness. . . .
November 1st Saturday Afternoon
Today has been, by far, the most boring day I've had to endure in quite a long time. Wormy stayed in bed all day with a hangover, so there was no chance of doing anything with him. James got Remus to help him come up with a plan to finally score a date with Evans. Though, Remus is friends with Evans, so I doubt he's putting much thought in this 'Plan'. He's probably only there to keep Prongsie from doing anything too stupid, but even for Moony, that could be impossible.
I think I'll design my own plan for James. I'm so bloody bored, I might as well go figure out how to get James a girl; a girl who will have him, of course. Yes! That's perfect! I know exactly what I'll do! I can already feel the boredom melting away. . . .
Character Interaction-
Sirius Black was completely gorgeous; just ask any girl at Hogwarts. Sirius Black was incredibly clever; just ask any teacher. (Except Professor McGonagall, of course. She'd never admit it.) Sirius Black was an unbelievably loyal friend; just find a Marauder and ask him, he'll tell you.
Yes, Sirius Black was all of these things, but that doesn't mean he didn't have a few 'slip ups'. This certain Saturday afternoon happened to be quite the 'slip up'. Loyal friend? Not so much. Incredibly clever? Yes, and no. Completely gorgeous? Of course. Is there ever a time when Sirius Black isn't completely gorgeous?
It was late in the afternoon when Sirius had finally managed to get Peter out of bed. He had to bribe him with a fake Hangover Potion, which was really just a concoction of pumpkin juice and beef stew. Peter, of course, had no idea it was a fraud, and drank it gratefully. Sirius couldn't help but laugh to himself as the blond boy claimed to feel 'ten times better'.
Soon they were off to the library, looking for spells to help Sirius in his little 'Plan'. Peter was incredibly reluctant to enter; clearly, his last visit to the library was still fresh in his mind. Sirius, being such a loyal friend, compromised with Peter, telling him he need not enter, as long as he carried all the books Sirius came out with. Peter, as always, agreed.
Fifteen minutes later, the dark haired sixteen year old was running out of the library, seven large books in his arms. Apparently, when looking for the volumes he wanted, Sirius had made an unwise comment involving the term, 'Bloody wanker,' in earshot of Madam Pince. She had obviously remembered her last incident with those words as well, and hurried the boy out of her library with an interesting spell requiring the movement of gum from one's mouth to one's nose.
"Bloody hell," Sirius said as he piled the books into Peter's arms, "That woman is insane. All I can smell is bloody watermelon. Sodding gum," he muttered as the two boys started down the corridor.
"Wizard's Guide to Charming a Girl? Why would you want a book like this? Have you decided you're going straight or something?" Peter asked, confusedly.
Sirius' face erupted with laughter lines at the smaller boy's comment. "Of course I've not gone straight. I got the book for James," he stated in between bouts of laughter.
Peter, walking unsteadily under the pile of books, inquired, "Why does James need this? Has he finally given up on Lily? Merlin knows, it took him long enough."
Peter's last remark had left Sirius mildly surprised. He had no idea Peter thought James' pursuit in Lily Evans was as stupid and pointless as he did. "I'm trying to find him a different girl, Wormy. One who actually likes him back. Merlin knows, there's enough of them. Now, we just have to find one he likes as well." Sirius smiled mischievously as he directed Peter through corridors and into the Entrance Hall.
"Where are we going, Padfoot?" Peter asked, visibly exhausted by the weight of his load, "My arms kill."
Sirius sighed, as though his companion should know exactly where they were going. "The beech tree, of course. Where else would we go?"
The book-laden boy didn't answer, for he had no answer. Where else would they go? They had soon crossed the threshold and began their slow pace across the front lawn. Upon reaching their designated tree, Peter dropped the books with a loud thump. Sirius sat in the grass, pulling Wizard's guide to Charming a Girl toward him. He beckoned Peter to sit next to him, tossing another one into his chest.
"Look for spells involving color changing and tracking spells." This left Peter slightly perplexed, though he said nothing about it, and instead, looked through the volume for any spells to do with tracking and color changing; how ever that was going to help was beyond him.
"This is never going to work, Prongs."
"You bloody came up with it!"
"That doesn't mean it will work!"
"Damn it, Moony! This has to work!" James Potter was in hysterics, as he and Remus Lupin headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room, after a morning in an empty classroom, thinking up a plan to get Lily Evans to date James. Apparently, Remus wasn't all too confident in what he'd thought of, for he was trying desperately to talk the dark haired boy out of whatever it was.
"James, this isn't fair. You know this isn't fair," Remus started calmer than earlier, "Why don't you just wait until she's ready to date you. You shouldn't trick her into dating you. It's just not fair," he finished feebly.
James pulled off his best puppy dog face, though Remus couldn't help but think how much better Sirius' was. (Sirius is a dog animagus, after all.) "But she'll never be 'ready' to date me, Moony. She hates me," James explained, "Please, please, please let me do this. Please?" He blinked his eyes exaggeratedly.
Remus looked piteously at his friend, "No, James. I've changed my mind, and I refuse to help you in this. I can't believe I agreed to do this in the first place." Maybe it was the hangover and all the screaming James had done this morning when Remus first tried decline.
James, realizing his attempts would be futile, stopped pestering Remus, and sulked the whole way to the Common Room. The two boys entered, and found a large group of girls surrounding something they couldn't view in their current position.
Remus walked closer, realizing what-or who- these girls were surrounding. "Padfoot? Wormtail? What are you guys doing?" Remus asked, bursting through the ranks of giggling girls to where the two boys sat.
Sirius' face paled instantly as he saw Remus and James appear within the mass of girls, "N-Nothing," Sirius answered quickly, clearly shoving something into his pocket. Peter remained silent, as though he were unaware of the entire situation.
James turned from the three boys, "All right! Everybody clear away!" he yelled at the mob encircling himself, and his fellow Marauders. The girls began to slink away, disappointment written all over their previously amused faces. When the last female had dispersed, James turned to his friends once again. "Padfoot, what the bloody hell was that about?" he asked menacingly. His first thought when seeing the situation, involved Sirius picking his newest snogging partner. This deeply infuriated the boy, especially after last week's events with a certain Lina Akisslee.
"N-Nothing," Sirius reiterated, "I was just handing out some new candies I got from the Kitchens," he said quickly, pulling out a bag of golden wrapped candies. Peter nodded in agreement in the background.
"Oh," James said, forgetting his previous anger. (And plan to win over Lily Evans.) After all, it was just a bag of candy. "Can I have one?" he asked, holding out his pale hand.
Sirius whitened further, if that was at all possible. He knew he had to give James one; it would be too suspicious if he refused. It wouldn't hurt anyways. It wasn't like James was in love with himself, right? The dog animagus slowly extended his arm, dropping a golden candy into James' outstretched hand.
James immediately unwrapped it, dropping the gold paper on the ground, before popping the chocolate into his mouth. Remus looked at the chocolate fondly, and Sirius knew he would want one too. Accordingly, he placed a candy in Remus' hand also, loving the indescribable softness of his mate's fingers.
Just as James had done, Remus unwrapped the candy, dropped the wrapper, and placed the chocolate in his mouth.
By this time, James had finished his piece. He bent down and picked up his previously discarded wrapper, "Hey, Padfoot. Why is the wrapper purple now, and why does it say my name?"
Sirius and Peter couldn't stop themselves from bursting with laughter. Apparently, James was in love with himself.
The whole "Plan" that Sirius has set up may not make sense now, but I promise it is all explained pretty well in the next part. Sorry if that's a bit confusing! Your welcome to guess what the plan is if you like, but it will be explain in part eight.
Hope you liked it! Please review because you love me that much! And I, of course, love you that much! lol
Prongsie :)