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Meeting and Questions

Sirius entered the room and found James at his desk. James was in his PJs and his hair was even more ruffled than usual. His hazel eyes were scanning the paper at his desk intently, while a pencil stuck out of his mouth. He was wearing earmuffs, just as his grandpa suspected he would. Sirius felt a bit more mischievous than usual, so he decided to play a trick on his old friend.

Sirius tiptoed to the back of the cluttered room and picked up the cup of water on the floor. He walked slowly to the back of James. He carefully pulled the back of James shirt so that it gave the water he was about to pour entry. He dumped the water down his shirt.

James sprang up and cursed loudly. He turned toward Sirius with an angry expression on his face, but when he saw Sirius his face went blank. After a second he punched Sirius playfully on the shoulder and said,

"Bloody Hell, Sirius! What was that for?! I've missed ya mate! When did you come?"

Sirius laughed,

"If you weren't covering your ears with those blasted earmuffs you might have heard me come in through the door. What were you doing anyhow?"

"Homework."

Sirius's jaw dropped open. He couldn't believe it. James? Doing homework? Not only doing it, but without Remus to copy of from?? What reduced James to this odious deed?

James laughed. Sirius's expression must have given off his thoughts because James then said,

"I know what you're thinking. Why would I be doing my homework without Remus? Well,

Slughorn said that if I didn't do my homework then he's going to give me detention for the first semester and stop me from joining the Quidditch team again. You know that Remus is on vacation, so I can't ask him. If I tried through owl it would never been done.

"Also, the captain would kill me if I weren't on the team. Who would want Slytherin to win the cup beside them?"

Sirius laughed and looked around James cluttered room. His walls were painted gold and yellow, like the rest of the house. His desk was next to the door and covered with books and papers related to school. His bed was next to the window in the far right of the room. The lamp was on the bedside table with a book called "Quidditch Throughout The Ages" lying on the flat surface next to an empty glass. His clothes were spread all over the room and his suitcase was open with his Quidditch clothes still in it. Quidditch posters hung on all four corners and walls of the room.

James put on his glasses and after Sirius was finished looking around the cluttered mess, beckoned him out of the room and down the stairs. Sirius followed. They stopped in the kitchen and James, waving out his hand as a gesture of introduction towards his grandfather who sat in a chair, looking out the window, said,

"Gramps, look who's here."

Mr. Potter looked up at Sirius. He smiled, his teeth seeming to be all in place and said,

"I see you've found James. Andrew Potter and you are?"

"Sirius. Sirius Black."

James looked back and forth between Sirius and his grandpa. It looked like there was no need for any introductions. James shrugged and asked Sirius whether he wanted anything.

Sirius looked up from Mr. Potter into James hazel eyes. Sirius did not feel hungry or thirsty. He said no and then, looking back at Mr. Potter, he said good-bye.

James and Sirius both then headed to James' room. When they got there, Sirius landed on his bed, resembling a gray lump. James got a chair and sat next to the bed. They sat in silence for a few seconds.

"So Sirius, what brings you here?" asked James, breaking the silence.

Sirius sat up and started his story. He started from where his dad insulted his friends and where his mother threatened him. He told about the escape and the painful trip on the Knight Bus all the way to the part of his expectations of his grandpa and into his room. The whole time James listened, not saying a word. A few disgusted looks here and there, but not one interruption. When Sirius finished his story there was a moment of silence and then James cursed loudly.

"That ugly piece of shit! He deserves hell! If it were me--"

He went on cursing for five minutes straight till, Sirius suspecting that his anger faded out, ceased. James looked at Sirius, not apologizing for his burst of profanities at his parents (although there really was no need for one, seeing has how Sirius felt like doing the same).

"So, you remembered?" he asked Sirius.

Sirius nodded and smiled. James looked into Sirius's eyes and smiled. He punched Sirius in the arm and laughed. Sirius laughed and punched him back. After the round of laughing and punching finally came to a halt, they began to ask each other of their summers. They discussed their OWL grades, both failing Potions class, as per usual, and planned to give Slughorn a bite or two for failing them. They talked about what homework they finished and what they had left to do. They also talked about Quidditch and the teams that were winning and losing. Pretty soon it was dark outside and it was time for supper.

They could smell the roast beef cooking in the oven. They bounded down the stairs to eat, smells of the roast beef wafting in and filling their nostrils.

When they reached the kitchen, silverware was lain out on the table, the roast beef in the center and biscuits and salad round the sides of the platter. James' grandpa was sitting at the table and there was an old woman at the stove stirring soup.

"Hey, Gran," said James, slipping into one of the chairs. Sirius stood at the side of the chair next to James, knowing that he was about to be introduced.

The woman looked around, smiling.

"And hello to you too James. Oh my! And who is this?

The woman turned to Sirius, her smile still plastered on her face. She appeared to be good-natured lady. Her blue eyes seemed to sparkle while a bit of flour stuck out, looking whiter then usual in her black hair. She appeared to be around fifty, her wrinkles, though not obvious, inhabited her pale, pale face.

"Gran, this is Sirius. My best buddy."

"Well, hello Sirius. I'm Agatha Potter, James' grandma. He's told us so much about you. You look famished! Come and eat!"

Sirius blushed and finally sat in the chair he stood next to. Mrs. Potter put soup in cups using her wand then levitated them to the table. Mrs. Potter sat at the table and then they began to eat. The food was delicious. Sirius finished everything in his plate. Mrs. Potter took out her wand and transfigured the dead flowers in the middle of the table into treacle tarts after they finished eating. They each took one gratefully and stuffed it into their mouths. When they finished, James and Mr. Potter let out a loud belch.

Mrs. Potter looked disgusted and embarrassed. Then, Sirius let out a belch as well. She looked at him and then laughed. She lifted her wand once again and the dishes lifted up into the air, floated to the sink, and started to clean themselves.

Sirius and James, seeing that they were not needed, thumped up the stairs into James's room and sat on the floor. Sirius complimented James's grandma while punching him in the shoulder and blushing. After not finding anything to say, James and Sirius decided to begin their Transfiguration homework.

Sirius was on a question on the incantation of transfiguring a mouse into a teapot when he realized something. Why was James living with his grandparents instead of his mom and dad? What made him go to his grandparents? Sirius looked up to James and he looked up too. Sirius wondered if he should ask. His curiosity got the better of him.

"James, why do you live with your grandparents instead of your parents?"

Cliffhanger!!! Tee Hee, I'm so evil! . What did you think? Loved it? Hated it? You decide! Review and you get to meet your favorite actor in the Harry Potter movie. Tell me and I'll put it in the next chapter. I don't know how many chapters there are going to be but they'll keep coming if you all decide to review! You KNOW you want to push the purple button psychic smirk