Chapter 3: James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew
In the last few weeks of vacation I practiced the simple spells I found in my schoolbooks. Addi loved it. There were no hard feelings between us because I had magic blood and she didn't. She was almost relieved. Some of the old books she had read were worrying her. What muggles did to witches. I laughed it off and told her to write me if anyone teased her in school. I was dying to try out some of the curses I had found. She would be going to Clearglen, Dad's old school. It had a good reputation and wasn't as far away as Hogwarts. But we would still write using Ernie. Dad had flat out refused to get Addi an owl. We had never been apart for more than a few days before and now we were living a hundred miles apart. It would be hard. We had practically an ESP connection. We knew exactly what the other was thinking. I miss her. She was part of me and now it feels like there is a giant hole in my heart where she used to be, right next to James's, Lily's ,Remus's,, Peter's, Erin's, Mari's, mum and dad's. Even my child, whose name I don't know and whose life I am missing .I'm surprised I'm still alive with all these pieces of me missing. We even had our own private nicknames for each other. No on else knew them. I was Siri and she was Addi. She and I were different as night and day. Black and White. Dad used to call us. She liked to be by herself. I loved being with people and being the center of attention. She liked to read. I liked to play sports. I got in trouble constantly. In fact my dad worried if I hadn't got in trouble at least once a day. She exelled at school. I didn't, at least in primary school. It would turn out I was the scholar of the family. Not really the scholar as my job later on had little to do with the things I learned in primary school. An aurer isn't exactly a muggle carrier. She didn't exactly look much like me either. She had Dad's light green eyes, while I had mum's almost black ones. She had Dad's light red hair and I had Mum's raven black. I was tall and she short. You would never have known we were twins.
On Sept. 1 we were at Kings cross Station. Looking for platform 9 ¾.I said goodbye to dad and Addi who burst into tears, and begged to go. But dad told her she couldn't go if she had no magic. I promised to write and set off at a run for the barrier. I didn't see the other boy' until it was too late and we both crashed though the barrier. We looked at our stuff and ourselves on the ground and stared to laugh. He was still laughing as he helped me up. He had untidy black hair and twinkling dark blue eyes.
"Sorry. I didn't see you." He got out.
"It's okay. I didn't see you either." I stuck out my hand. "Sirius Black."
"James Potter. This your first year?"
"Yep."
"Me too."
We gathered our stuff and worked our way over to the train. We managed to get both our trunks on very quickly. I'm still amazed at how well we worked together then even though we had only know each other a few minutes. It's like we knew we were meant to be friends .We found a compartment with only one person in it. A boy with red brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a lonely expression. He gazed longingly out at the families gathered to wish the students' farewell. He looked like he could use a friend or two. James and I exchanged a look. If he wanted some friends then that's what he would get.
"Hey are these seats taken?" James asked. The boy jumped then he looked at his hands and shook his head.
"Cool." We got our trunks inside
I smiled at him "Sirius Black." I held out my hand. He stared at it for a second as if unsure of what to do then he shook it.
" Remus, Remus Lupin."
"James Potter." He shook James's hand. "So, this your first year?"
"Yeah."
"Ours too. Hey maybe we'll be in the same house."
Remus nodded. " That'd be cool."
" I hope I'm in Gryffindor. That's where my mom and dad where."
"My dad was in Gryffindor and my mom was in Ravenclaw. I think either one would be cool."
"What about you Sirius? What house do you want to be in?" James asked me.
What house did I want to be in? I didn't know what to say. I didn't know any of the houses. They were definitely pureblood. What if they acted the way that boy in Digon alley had once they found out I was half. I took a chance.
"I don't know any of the houses."
" Are you from a muggle family?" James asked his face never changing.
" Half. My mum was a witch."
" Why didn't she tell you?" Remus asked.
" Well, she died when I was born. My dad who's a muggle raised me."
I looked at them and saw nothing but sympathy in their eyes.
" Sorry." James said softly.
"S'okay. It was a long time ago."
We sat for a while in silence, not the awkward kind, the kind where everyone is thinking their own thoughts.
Suddenly the door burst open. It was the thin faced greasy hair boy from Digon alley and what looked like some cronies.
"Oh it's the half breed." He sneered when he saw me.
"Who are you?" James asked. He was glaring at the other boy.
Severus Snape. And you are?"
"I'm James Potter and this is Sirius Black and Remus Lupin."
"You two are pureblood aren't you?'
"Yeah so?" Remus asked.
"What are two purebloods like you doing hanging around with some filthy half blood like him?"
James clenched his fists and Remus glared. "Because he is our friend. If you have a problem with that then leave."
"Why should I?"
"Because you're not wanted here."
Snape sneered and slithered out of the room. James threw his hat at the door.
"I hate wizards like that! They think they're so cool because they're pureblood. Why'd he have to say that stuff about Sirius? It's just plain mean."
He sat down and fumed. Remus nodded in agreement.
" None of that stuff is true, Sirius. He's just stupid."
"Thanks guys." Remus changed the subject.
"So Sirius you never said what house you want to be in."
" Whatever house I'm in I hope he's not in it."
"That goes double for me." James was still angry about what he'd said.
" Hey look here's the lunch cart. I'm starved." Remus said.
James brightened. He grabbed a hand full of candy and brought it back. He threw me a plastic wrapped frog.
"Try it it's great."
It was. Remus had a bag of every flavor beans. He handed me some." You want to be careful with those. When they say every flavor they mean every flavor."
James nodded " Once I got raw fish. My dad thinks he got puke one time."
"Really?"
"Yeah." I though for a minute.
"Cool." They laughed.
All the way we talked and eat our way though the candy. James told us about his family, and I told them about Addi and about some of the things that had happened to me before I knew I was a wizard. I soon had both of them clutching their sides as they laughed. Remus was crying from laughing so hard when I told them about unknowingly performing the full body-bind on my gym teacher after he blamed me for picking a fight in class. It felt good to make someone laugh that hard. I would come to know that feeling very well in my years at Hogwarts.
We were just recovering when a small pump boy raced into our compartment. Followed seconds later by Snape and his cronies.
"Where is he?" Immediately we all jumped to our feet our smiles gone.
"What do you want, Snape?" I glared at him. He glared back.
"Oh it's you three again. That little rat is bothering us so we're teaching him a lesson." The boy gave a small squeak from where he was hiding behind James and me.
"I don't think so." James took a step closer to them.
"Why'd don't you just leave?" I stood next to him.
"And pick on someone else." Remus joined us.
"Like you?" Snape scoffed. Remus backed off a little
"Yes Like us." I took another step closer. They slowly backed out of the room. James made sure they were gone before he closed the door. Then we turned our attention to the boy.
"Th thanks." He stammered. I grinned.
"Don't mention it. I'm Sirius Black and this is James Potter and Remus Lupin."
"Peter Pettigrew."
Soon it began to get dark and the train slowed down.
Chapter 4: The sorting
"First years this way."
The giant who I met in Digon Alley was directing the way. We followed him to the castle where a teacher called Professor McGonagall took us up to the great hall. I looked up. The ceiling looked exactly like the sky outside. Clear and bright. We were lined up on a small stage in front of all the other students. A short professor bought out a stool with a battered old hat on it.
"What's that for?" I whispered to James.
"I don't know." He whispered back. Remus shrugged. Peter gave a squeak.
Then the hat began to speak
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat then me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart:
You might belong in Hufflepuff
Where they are just and loyal
Those patient Hufflepuff are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw
If you've a ready mind,
Were those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any mean To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
The hall clapped loudly.
"That's it? Try on a hat?" James asked.
"Don't look at me. I don't know anything." I told him. He looked like he wanted to say more, but he was silenced by a look from Professor McGonagall.
"When I call your name you will step forward and try on the hat."
She looked down at her list
"Black, Sirius."
I started. Then I flashed James and Remus a quick grin to and walked over to the hat, trying to get my hands to stop shaking. I picked up the hat and put it on. It slid over my eyes. I heard a small voice in my ear.
"Oh this is a good one to start out with. A twin, I love twins. They are so interesting, Now where was I? Oh yes. An unusual amount of power. Unused. Untrained. But lots. Loyalty. Honor. You've got quite a temper there. Fear too. My, what a destiny. That explains the power you've got. We've been waiting for you. But where's the other one? Oh well. Well, there's no question here. You're in GRYFFINDOR!"
This last word was shouted. I pulled of the hat and walked over to the table where I was immediately congratulated and pounded on the back by almost the entire table. As I sat down I thought about what the hat had said. A destiny? Who was waiting for me? Why? I must have had a confused look on my face because an older boy leaned over to me.
" Don't worry about what the hat said. No one can really figure it out. So don't waste your time." He smiled at me, then held out his hand
"Frank Longbottom. 7th year"
"Sirius Black."
"Well, welcome to Hogwarts Sirius." I grinned and turned my attention to the sorting. Peter was in some sort of trance. Remus looked green and James had a look of absolute terror on his face.
"Lupin, Remus."
Remus looked even greener if that's possible. But he stepped up and put the hat on. I crossed my fingers. A second later it yelled "GRYFFINDOR."
I yelled and cheered the loudest, I think. Remus sat down across from me. He still looked green.
"What?"
"You're green."
"Shut up." He said good naturally.
"Pettigrew, Peter." The hat took a very long time to decide for Peter. The it shouted Gryffindor. Peter ran down and sat next to Remus. Then he noticed the whole hall laughing.
"What? What is it?" he asked
I, unable to speak, pointed to his head.
"The hat." Remus got out between gasps.
Peter turned bright red. He was still wearing the hat. He ran up and gave it back.
"Potter, James." James had barley put it on his head when it shouted " GRYFFINDOR."
"YES!" We slapped a high five and he sat down next to me.
We all held our breath when Professor McGonagall called "Snape, Severus." Then let it out when the hat called "Slytherin."
I noticed James watching a girl with red hair. She was talking to another girl in line.
"White, Erin." The other girl moved to the front. I stared. She was short and thin with long blond hair and big bright smiling blue eyes. A complete opposite to my black hair and dark brown eyes.
"GRYFFINDOR" She walked over to our table and sat down across from James. I grinned at her and she smiled back. There was something about her that shook me even then.
" Erin White."
"Hi."
"And you are?"
" Oh. Uh, Sirius. Sirius Black."
"Nice to meet you Sirius Black."
"Uh, yeah you too." She turned to watch the last people being sorted.
"Smooth." James was smiling.
"Shut up."
Young, Lily." Now it was James's turn to stare. I waved my hand in front of his face. No reaction. I nudged Remus who turned and looked at me.
"Watch this." I mad several faces at James then poked him and still nothing. But I got reactions from Remus, Erin, and the rest of the table. Finally I punched James in the shoulder.
"What?" he asked as Lily sat down next to Erin.
"Are you even alive? I've been trying to talk to you for like five minutes and all you've been doing is stare at Lily. Do you like her?'
"NO!"
"Yes' you do."
"No, I don't!"
"James likes li" He clamped his hand over my mouth.
"I. Don't. Like. Her. Get it?" I nodded unable to keep the smile off my face.
"Got it."
"Good."
Then Dumbledore had just stood up.
"Hello everyone. Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. I hope everyone had a good summer. Now just some announcements. First years should know that the Forbidden forest is off limits to all students as there are very dangerous creatures that could make you die a very painful death."
I glanced at James "That sounds like fun. We have to check it out."
"Definitely." He gave me the "I am up to no good" smile that would become so familiar in all the years I've known him. Knew him. Sometimes I still forget he's dead.
"Second a new tree has been planted on school grounds. It is called a whomping willow and it deserves its name. So I beg you to leave it alone."
I put that down in my mental " things to ignore" list. Also there was
- leave Snape alone
- stay out of the forbidden forest
- forget James likes Lily
- Behave myself.
I stopped writing for a while. I think it's been a few days. I had some bad ones. On days like that I can hardly remember anything and my head plays tricks with me. Guilt tricks I know it's my fault they died If I hadn't insisted they use Peter. If I had done it. I know I am to blame. If I hadn't been such a coward, Lily and James might still be alive. But I know that I didn't betray them and I didn't kill those muggles. All I know on a day like that is I am innocent.
The others in here aren't though. They go crazy in here. But not me. I wonder why. I mean, I still have my powers even though the dementors are supposed to drain a wizard of their power. But I'm not mad. I know who I am, why I'm here. I can remember my life. Which is much more than others in here can say. I have to listen to these screams all the time. I was like that at first. But I stopped. Most scream for days. Then go quiet. They all go quiet in the end.
Someone in the next cell is cursing Peter. One of Voldemorts old supporters. He knows. Others know. People out there know. But they won't admit it. And they would let an innocent man rot in this hell.
God, this is hard. Reliving this all over again. I started this as a way to forget where I am now. But sometimes remembering is worse. Remembering all I have lost thanks to Peter. That miserable, lying, murdering traitor. But he's dead and good thing too. And I'm alive. And Lily and James aren't. But they would want me to remember. Just in case. When I first got in here I waited for them to find something. Some proof that I'm innocent. But now I've given up on that. I've given up on almost everything expect James. Some how I know he's still here somewhere. I can feel him sometimes when things get too bad to handle and I change. I can smell him. I'd know that scent anywhere. I can't see him or hear him. But I know it. And he'd want me to remember. So I'm remembering.
The feast was terrific. I'd always had a big appetite. But Remus ate like a wolf. He ate like he was a starving man. I shrugged it off then concentrating on watching Erin and not letting James see, and watching James watch Lily. Soon we were all yawning. A prefect took us up to the tower. A portrait of a fat lady hung over the door. She asked us the password and swung open to reveal the passageway. James and Remus didn't blink an eye at the talking picture but I stared. James just shoved me through the door and up to our common room.
One little note. One thing about the wizarding world I'll never get used to is the pictures. It never ceases to amaze me when the subjects move and talk. I have a small one of Mooney, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs in our fifth year. It's odd, looking at it. Those boys used to be us. James and I are pouring itching powder down Peter's shirt while Remus is laughing. They all jump out of the way and grin up at me when a tear falls on the picture. We could have never known what would happen to us in the next four years. Nope. I'll never get used to it.
Anyway, we climbed to our dorms. There were four huge beds. I took the one in the middle, Remus on the left and James on the right. Peter took the one next to James. As we fell asleep I couldn't believe how lucky I was. Already almost everyone at the table liked me. All night I had made jokes and done impressions that made everyone laugh. I had gone from one friend to almost the whole house. I'd only been there one day and already it felt like home. I was almost asleep when I heard a small muffled sob. Like some one trying to cover it up. It came from Remus's bed.
"Remus?" I asked softly. The sound stopped. A sleepy "Yeah" answered me.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah sure, why not?"
"Nothing."
"Are you sure?" James was awake now too.
" Yes I'm fine. Go to sleep."
James peeked through his curtains just when I did. We exchanged a look and when we heard nothing went back to bed.
Chapter 5: Our first day
The next day we had our classes. On the first morning we put a firecracker under Professor Dumbldore's chair. It went off with a huge BOOM! He jumped then looked around. The whole hall was laughing. Professor Dumbldore looked like he wanted to be stern then he cracked a smile and soon was laughing right along with us.
" Alright, who did that?" he asked when things had died down. We didn't answer. But he looked right at us.
" Mr. Potter. Mr. Black, Mr. Lupin. Please stand up." We stood up. We looked at each other nervously. Did he know?
"Boys, Thank you for that," He paused, " explosive opening to our new year." The hall exploded in clapping. We laughed and bowed.
"Thank you. Thank you." James laughed. We sat down. That was the start of the legacy we would leave behind.
Professor McGonagall was our transfiguration teacher. She was really strict but she soon became our favorite teacher. Maybe because transfiguration was James and my best subject. Flying lessons were the best. We had them with the Slytherins.
Madam Hooch shouted to our class " Just yell up and if you've done it right the brooms should leap into your hands."
"UP!" Mine leaped right into my hand. I grinned at James whose broom had done the same. Remus's had rolled over and Peter's didn't move. Neither did Snape's I am happy to say. When we were allowed to fly I found it came very naturally to me. I loved the feeling of soaring over the ground. Remus got a little sick when he looked down and after the lesson we had to pry Peter from the broom. But after class Madam Hooch took James and me aside.
"You boys ever been on a broom before?" She asked
"No."
"My dad let me try it once or twice."
""Well. You boys are naturals. I wouldn't be surprised if you are on the team next year."
We grinned and ran off to our next class.
Chapter 6: The Potter Gang
Not much happened in the next few months. We went to class. We pulled pranks. We teased Snape, and cursed him one time by whenever some one said the word it, he would burp. The teachers liked that one. Thanks to our breakfast prank we got a well-deserved reputation as the most daring and the worst pranksters to ever come to Hogwarts. Even Professor Binns couldn't remember anyone worse. And he's a ghost.
We made friends with the gamekeeper Hagrid. Who was huge. He reminded us of a giant. But James said giants weren't the nicest of people so I stopped thinking of him like that. Because Hagrid was one of the best friends you could ever have, Though none of us knew it, he would spend most of the next seven years chasing us away from the forbidden forest. We spent much of our free time down at his hut. He had one thing though, a strange idea of what was cuddly and what was not. He told us he wanted a dragon, but of course that was against the law. I remember in our sixth year he got a huge boarhound puppy. We dubbed it Fang when James learned the hard way that he didn't like to be tickled.
Everyone liked us. Teachers and students. Except for the Slytherins of course. Oh and Professor Beaker, the potions master. I don't know why, but he hated us. I mean it couldn't be the slugs we dumped into his cauldron the first day. We had no idea they were flammable.
It was the first time I'd ever been popular. At my old school I was the weird one. Now we were known as the Potter gang. We all had our rolls.
I was the hotheaded one. I planned all the most daring and outrageous adventures. I couldn't tell the difference between a harmless prank and a dangerous adventure if it would save my life. I swear, about half the trouble we got into was because of my temper. I'll be the first one to admit it. I have a really bad temper if you make me mad. Not much makes me mad. But insulting my friends is one very good way. Snape learned that the hard way. I was also the joker. I was the one who made everyone laugh. Most of the pranks we pulled were my idea and I got a reputation for being an idiot, never thinking before I acted. Even though James and I soon learned we were the best in our year.
Remus was the calm head, the voice of reason. He was shyer that James and I. More into school work. It always annoyed him when he couldn't figure out how I could study once a year and get the grades I did. Now don't get me wrong. Remus got in his share of trouble, mostly because James and I dragged him along. But he enjoyed it just as much as us. He was just a little more careful. Snape didn't pick on me, as much after he learned I wasn't afraid to fight back. So he picked on Remus. Remus wouldn't fight back. He didn't have the strength. But Remus was my friend. And everyone soon learned not to mess with my friends.
Peter was, there's no other way to say it, the tag-along. He always hung out with us. Now I'm not trying to be mean or anything, Peter was my friend. I just had no illusions about his ability. He wasn't very smart and got picked on worst then Remus and I put together. He always need help with homework. He was just there.
And of course, James was our ringleader, and my partner in crime. We did every thing together. He was my best friend. You never see one without the other, they said. We were like brothers and closer. He was the bravest and the noblest one of us all. He was the one all the girls wanted and all the guys wanted to be. He had brains, looks, and ability on the field, he had it all. He had the innocent face that could pull off any crime. And the invisibility cloak to pull off the ones the face couldn't. James usually would caution me about pranks but once I got him caught in an idea there was no stopping him. I planned the pranks, Remus thought of the dangers, Peter just stood back. But the final decision would always be his. James, Remus, Peter and I were The Potter gang.
Classes were no problem either. I soon learned that magic came easy for me. Transfiguration was my best class. I got a reputation for being smart too. In fact I was second only to James and Lily whom along with Erin, we became close friends with. Remus was good too. He came right after us. Defense against the dark arts was his best class. A fact which later confused us a lot. Peter on the other hand, needed all the help he could get. But it was shaping up to be the best time of my life. Expect for one thing.
Remus.
Chapter 7: Remus
Every few weeks Remus would get sick. We couldn't figure it out. Whenever we asked him about it he would get so upset we let it go. Until Christmas Eve our first year. I was staying. So were James and Remus. My father and Addi were visiting my grandparents. Ever since they found out I was a wizard they refused to see me. They thought I was a disgrace or something. They barley talked to Addi
We were going over schedules studying for a test we had after the holidays. We were in our dorm alone.
"Cheering charms? When did we do those?" Remus moaned.
" I think you were sick." I said looking over the calendar. "Yep." I noticed a small full moon on the date.
"What about the witch trials in the states?"
"You were sick then too." James didn't look up from his books.
"Let me check it out." I turned to the page. On the corner next to the date was a small full moon. My eyes narrowed. I flipped through the weeks. Sure enough, every time he'd been sick there was a full moon on the page. No, it couldn't be. I prayed I was wrong.
I jumped up and dragged James down the stairs. Thankfully Remus didn't follow.
"I know why Remus is sick all the time."
"Why?" James looked distracted like he wanted to get back to his books.
" He's a werewolf." I hissed. James stared at me in disbelief. I shoved the calendar under his nose. "Look, every time he's sick it's a full moon."
"Why didn't he tell us?"
"I don't know."
"Guys?" Remus's voice jolted us back into reality. We stared at each other and bolted up the stairs. Remus was still sitting on my bed our books spread out around him.
"So are you going to help me with this shrinking potion or not?"
"Are you a werewolf?" The words tumbled out of my mouth before I knew what they were. Remus stared then hung his head and nodded. He began gathering his papers.
"It's okay. I'll go. You won't have to see me or talk to me ever. I won't talk to you and I'll work alone. You won't have to go near me."
James looked at him in sympathy but I laughed. To this day I don't know why. I was angry and sad and hurt all at the same time. James glared at me but I couldn't stop.
" It's not funny Sirius."
" Yes it is. You think that because of that we'll just start hating you?"
"Why not? That's what all my other friends did when they found out." Remus said bitterly.
"You're Remus. My friend. I wouldn't care if you had a hippogriff living on your head. You're my friend. I know you. And I don't care."
"I don't care either. You are Remus. Yes you are something else one night a month but that's not who you are or who my friend is. And I don't care what anyone says. We're not abandoning you. Although I'm not sure about the hippogriff. I think he may have to sleep in the girls room." We both sat on the bed.
"Really you mean it?"
"Of course we mean it." I said. Then Remus burst into tears and flung his arms around our necks.
"I thought that was supposed to be a good thing." I said to James as I awkwardly patted Remus on the back.
"I'm sorry. It's just that, well, when all my other friends found out they dropped me quicker than Snape on a broomstick." We all laughed.
"You guys are serious?"
"No." They both looked at me James frowning and Remus like he was going to cry again.
" He's James. I'm Sirius." They both laughed. Then that night we made a pact. That no matter what we would be friends. That as long as we lived we would be friends forever.
"We'll even be friends if Sirius finally cracks and end up in Azakaban." James said. Funny. Now look where I am.
We told Peter. He accepted it with less enthusiasm as us but he accepted it. After he told us, Remus seemed happier. Like a huge weight had been lifted of his shoulders. We swore not to tell of course. But just seeing Remus that happy made me feel good.
Chapter 8 : Animagi
It was a few months later in Transfiguration when Professor McGonagall told us about Animagi, wizard who could change into animals. It was highly dangerous and the Ministry kept very close tabs on any one trying it. We stared in shock as Professor McGonagall changed herself into a cat and back. And an idea began forming in my brain.
I was silent all the way to lunch. I think my friends were disturbed a little by my silence but they didn't say anything. And I was thinking hard.
"Ow! What was that for?" I asked as James punched me in the shoulder that night in the common room.
"I called your name like five times. It's time for bed."
"Alright. I'm coming."
"Honestly Sirius what wrong with you?"
"Nothing why?"
"You haven't said a word since this morning."
"I'm just thinking."
" I warned you about that."
"Shut up."
"Ow!"
"About what?" He asked as we changed into our p.j.s.
"What?"
"What were you thinking about?"
"A very dangerous idea that could get us expelled, trapped, or even killed."
"Cool! What is it?"
"Goodnight James."
"Goodnight."
The lights flicked off. I counted in my head. 4,3,2,1…
"Oh come on, tell me Sirius. Tell me. Please? Tell OW! That hurt Remus."
"So shut up. SOME of us are trying to sleep because SOME of us have a test tomorrow." James went to bed after that.
The next morning was Saturday so early that morning I slipped away. It was very easy. Remus had a make-up test and Peter and James was sleeping. I swear, Peter could sleep through a dragon blowing up our common room. I went to a place no one thought Sirius Black knew existed. The library. The only problem was I soon found out the stuff I needed was in the restricted area. I thought. I could always use the invisibility cloak. But we had learned from experience that the cloak didn't fool Dumbledore. If he came in while I was wearing it he would see me. Plus I wouldn't have as much freedom worrying about some one seeing me. But if I asked permission I could look as long as I wanted. No one would expect that of me and I liked being unpredictable. So I asked permission.
"Professor?" Professor McGonagall looked up.
"Yes, Mr. Black?"
"Um, Well, I was wondering…" She gave me a look. " There's this book I wanta read but it's in the restricted section and you need permission to go in there so I was wondering if I could get it?" I said this all very fast.
"Am I getting this? Sirius Black is asking permission to do something? I'd never thought I'd see the day."
"Well, I like being unpredictable."
"Well you certainly are. Don't worry about that." She laughed. "What book?"
"It's about Animagi. I think that's the coolest thing! I mean when you turned into the cat. That was just so cool! I just want to know more."
She smiled at me. " Alright." She signed the slip and handed it back to me.
"Thanks!" I turned to go
"Sirius." I stopped. That had to be the first time she had ever called me by my first name.
"Yes, Professor?"
"Just try not to get in any trouble."
I grinned "Don't worry." And ran out.
I gave the note to Madam Pince who frowned but gave me the book. Then I fled to the safety of our dorm room. It was lunch so the room was deserted. I was grateful for that. I opened the dusty book and began to work. I made notes and everything. I was so involved I didn't even notice the other guys come into the room until they jumped on my bed
"Hey how come you weren't at lunch." James asked picking up a sheet of my sloppy notes. I couldn't help smiling at them.
"We can do this."
"Do what?" Remus asked.
"This." I waved the paper in his face.
"Animaigus potion." He read. Then stared at the paper.
"You're not serious?"
"No, I've changed my name to bob. Yes come on we can do this. We can be with you during the full moon. Werewolves are only dangerous to"
"Humans." James finished. " But if we were animals. Oh yes! This could work. Sirius, You're a genius."
"Hold on you guys, Have you seen this potion?" Peter asked.
"Yeah. Some of that stuff is a little hard to get but we can do it."
"No guys. No this spells can go really wrong. I can't let you do that."
"Relax Remus. It's us." James said slapping him on the shoulder.
"Exactly."
'He's right Remus. We want to be with you. You said it your self it was hard to change. But with us there it'll be fun. We can go exploring, find all the secret passageways. By our seventh year we'll know this place better than Filch." I said. Remus didn't look convinced.
"Well, it doesn't matter anyway. We're doing it." Remus smiled a little
"You guys would really do that? For me?"
"Of course you're our friend. It may take us a while but we'll do it." James laughed.
Authors note: Again nothing belongs to me, sadly. Sirius, James, Remus and everyone except Peter who can jump off a cliff and we would create a world wide holiday. Belongs to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. Oh just in case you're wondering. If you think Sirius's life sounds a lot like Harry's there is a reason. Again no flames please as my poor little ego gets enough bashing from my friends. Any one who reviews this THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH. Just one thing if you like this please check out my other stories and I'll try to get the other parts to this out as soon as I can. Thanks.
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