Disclaimer: James Potter, Lily ______?, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Albus Dumbledore, minerva McGonagall, and of course, Sirus Black belong to JK Rowling. Everyone else is MINE! MINE! MINE! (can you tell that I'm an only child?)
Author's Note: Does it seem like I'm foreshadowing? I swear, I'm not. I have no idea whatsoever about what is going to happen next. The only thing I know is that Sirius' notebook is pretty important for the story. I'm being cryptic about its contents. I think you'll find what it contains in the next chapter or so. I love it when I just sit at the keyboard and writing without thinking about what exactly I'm writing. I think some of my best work is born this way. As hard as I try to be sometimes, I'm just not one of those people who plans out the whole plot before they actually start writing the story. I take a character and build a story out of them.
But I think I put too much of myself in my characters sometimes. I am truly sorry that this chapter is so short, but I wrote the whole thing in one sitting and wanted to see if you liked it. I'm finally outta school, so I'll post the next part sooner.
Oh well. I'm sorry for blabbin' on and on! I know you came here to read the story and not to hear *read?* me muse about my writing. Here goes:
I laughed, cheering up a bit.
We arrived in Diagon Alley at sundown and settled in at our small but comfy room in the Leaky Cauldron.
"You do know that I will go crazy with nothing to do for eight months, don't you?" I asked Sirius as we unpacked.
He grinned. "You're not the homemaker type, I take it?"
"You should know that by now!"
"Maybe you could . . . I don't know . . . get a job?"
"Where?"
"I don't know. Or maybe you can go to the Academy for Advanced Magical Studies."
I shrugged. "I guess."
We continued to unpack silently. God, we must be losing our minds, I thought, we don't have anything to say to each other anymore.
Two weeks passed. Then three, but no word came in reply to Sirius' application to the Ministry of Magic. We began to worry. He became irritable, I bored with nothing to do all day. By then I knew Diagon Alley like the back of my own hand.
One day, about a month after we left Hogwarts, I found Sirius sprawled on our bed, scribbling furiously in a notebook.
"I didn't know you kept a journal." I said, surprised. Sirius never stood still for long enough to actually write more than two sentences. Let alone keep a journal.
"It's not a journal." He shook his hand out and continued scribbling. Wow. It looked as if he had been writing in it for some time.
"What is it?" I moved closer, trying to decipher the scribbles.
He covered it with his hand. "That's for me to know and you to not find out."
"Oh, come on." I tried to tug the book out of his hand.
"NO!" I let go abruptly. He lost his balance and crashed from a sitting position to lying on the bed.
"Geez! What is so important and secret that you can't share with me, your future wife and the mother of your children?" I smiled, trying to charm him out of his bad mood.
Let's just say that it didn't work.
"Just because we're getting married doesn't mean that I am not allowed a bit of privacy!" He raised his voice.
"A bit of privacy! You should be the one to talk! You always know where I am during the day, and I have no idea where you go hours at a time!" My voice began to rise involuntarily too. My bottled boredom transformed into anger. I suppose that I knew it wasn't Sirius' fault, deep in the back of my mind, but I wasn't listening to anyone or anything at that precise moment.
"So what?!"
"So what?!!! So I haven't a right to know where you are during the day and you do? Who named you king of the family?"
"It's not a family!"
"And maybe it won't be!" I spun around and headed back out of the door which I had come in through only minutes before.
"Where are you going?" Sirius shouted after me.
"It's none of your business!" I shouted right back and slammed the door after me.
"Fine then!" I heard him faintly stumbling, blinded by anger, down the stairs. I guess the "famous Marauder" had no better comeback than that.
When I got outside, I headed for the park. When I reached my destination, I conjured an ice-cream cone and sat down on a bench to try to calm myself down.
How did I let my usually fair temper explode like that? I kept repeating in my mind. How?
It's not my fault. He's the one who started it, I tried to convince myself with no luck.
It takes two to tango, I thought involuntarily. I absolutely forgot about the ice cream that I held in my hand until it had dripped its way down the front of my shirt and shorts.
"Augh!" I yelped as a stream of cold chocolate dribbled down my shorts and onto the bare skin of my leg.
"Sirius this is all your fault." I mutter angrily under my breath. "It better wash out."
I threw my dripping cone into a nearby trash can and began my way beck to the inn, streams of chocolate still making their way down my clothes and onto my skin. I tried to wipe them before they reached my flip flops, but no luck. People stared at me.
Anger bubbled inside of me again. Sirius, you'll pay for this! I kept repeating over and over in my head. But when I made my way up to our room my privacy loving boyfriend was gone. Magically vanished. *Not intended as a pun!*
I stripped my clothes off in the bathroom and attempted to wash the ice-cream out. I scrubbed for ten minutes with little luck. Then I soaked them in a basin of water and left the bathroom in search of clothes. I opened the door which led to our room, in my bra and panties.
To find Lily and James sitting on Sirius and my bed! I saw Jams' eyes widen. Lily giggled.
"Agggghhhh!!!!" I shrieked in surprise, bolting back to the bathroom. I wrapped a towel around my self and emerged again.
"Oh lose the towel, won't you?" James laughed. Lily stared at him, pretending to be shocked.
"My dearest husband, looking at another woman?" She asked. I could tell she was trying her hardest to keep a straight face. Then her words seeped through my brain.
"Husband?" I clutched my towel protectively. "Congratulations!"
They grinned, first at each other then at me. "Thanks!" They said in unison.
I took tiny steps to prevent the towel from coming undone, as I walked to the dresser. "Just let me get into some clothes." I mumbled as I pored over the contents, trying to find my favorite purple tank top. I pulled in out from under a pile of T-shirts, grabbed a clean pair of shorts and jogged back to the bathroom.
I changed. As I reached for the doorknob, I heard three voices instead of two. I hesitated, still fuming angry at Sirius. I didn't expect him back until after dinner. He usually stays away from me when I'm angry at him. I avoid him too when we are angry at each other.
Am I scared of facing him? I asked myself, shocked at my own behavior. I refuse to be a sissy-like girl. I boldly reached for the knob and turned it.
As I entered the room two pairs of eyes looked upon me and another pair busied itself by staring at the latest addition of the Daily Prophet. I smiled at Lily and James, then glared at Sirius.
"Do you guys want to go out to lunch." I made sure that Sirius understood that the question was directed at Lily and James, not at him.
Lily and James glanced at each other. "Um, actually, we can't stay. We just wanted to tell you that our wedding ceremony is next week. As I already told Sirius, we wanted to ask you two to be best man and maid of honor." James explained uncomfortably.
So Sirius had told them about our fight. "Sure," I said to James, still glaring at my 'boyfriend'. I had no intention of apologizing anytime soon. Or accepting any apologizes.
"Okay. Well, I'll walk you out. I was going to go out for lunch anyway." I grabbed my purse and flew out the door before Sirius could saw a word. Lily and James followed me a bit more slowly. We said good bye and I promised to visit Lily on Saturday to go shopping for my gown.
After they Disapperated, I wandered around the now familiar streets. I wasn't really hungry. I just wanted to get away from Sirius.
I bought myself a goblet of pumpkin juice to quench my thirst. The noon sun beat on my face. Sweat poured down my hair across my forehead. I wiped it, fighting to breathe in the muggy weather. Before I could drink the juice, my head's throbbing increased dangerously.
Suddenly, the world began to spin and I felt my knees give out under my body.
Note: Lily and James signed their marriage certificates, so they ARE officailly married even though, technically, the ceremony hasn't happened yet. Just wanted to say that so you don't get confused. PLEASE REVIEW?! Please? With an Every Flavour Bean on Top? I might not continue if I don't get at least thirty five reviews. If you like the story please recommend it to your favorite authors! Please?
thanks for Reading!
Author's Note: Does it seem like I'm foreshadowing? I swear, I'm not. I have no idea whatsoever about what is going to happen next. The only thing I know is that Sirius' notebook is pretty important for the story. I'm being cryptic about its contents. I think you'll find what it contains in the next chapter or so. I love it when I just sit at the keyboard and writing without thinking about what exactly I'm writing. I think some of my best work is born this way. As hard as I try to be sometimes, I'm just not one of those people who plans out the whole plot before they actually start writing the story. I take a character and build a story out of them.
But I think I put too much of myself in my characters sometimes. I am truly sorry that this chapter is so short, but I wrote the whole thing in one sitting and wanted to see if you liked it. I'm finally outta school, so I'll post the next part sooner.
Oh well. I'm sorry for blabbin' on and on! I know you came here to read the story and not to hear *read?* me muse about my writing. Here goes:
I laughed, cheering up a bit.
We arrived in Diagon Alley at sundown and settled in at our small but comfy room in the Leaky Cauldron.
"You do know that I will go crazy with nothing to do for eight months, don't you?" I asked Sirius as we unpacked.
He grinned. "You're not the homemaker type, I take it?"
"You should know that by now!"
"Maybe you could . . . I don't know . . . get a job?"
"Where?"
"I don't know. Or maybe you can go to the Academy for Advanced Magical Studies."
I shrugged. "I guess."
We continued to unpack silently. God, we must be losing our minds, I thought, we don't have anything to say to each other anymore.
Two weeks passed. Then three, but no word came in reply to Sirius' application to the Ministry of Magic. We began to worry. He became irritable, I bored with nothing to do all day. By then I knew Diagon Alley like the back of my own hand.
One day, about a month after we left Hogwarts, I found Sirius sprawled on our bed, scribbling furiously in a notebook.
"I didn't know you kept a journal." I said, surprised. Sirius never stood still for long enough to actually write more than two sentences. Let alone keep a journal.
"It's not a journal." He shook his hand out and continued scribbling. Wow. It looked as if he had been writing in it for some time.
"What is it?" I moved closer, trying to decipher the scribbles.
He covered it with his hand. "That's for me to know and you to not find out."
"Oh, come on." I tried to tug the book out of his hand.
"NO!" I let go abruptly. He lost his balance and crashed from a sitting position to lying on the bed.
"Geez! What is so important and secret that you can't share with me, your future wife and the mother of your children?" I smiled, trying to charm him out of his bad mood.
Let's just say that it didn't work.
"Just because we're getting married doesn't mean that I am not allowed a bit of privacy!" He raised his voice.
"A bit of privacy! You should be the one to talk! You always know where I am during the day, and I have no idea where you go hours at a time!" My voice began to rise involuntarily too. My bottled boredom transformed into anger. I suppose that I knew it wasn't Sirius' fault, deep in the back of my mind, but I wasn't listening to anyone or anything at that precise moment.
"So what?!"
"So what?!!! So I haven't a right to know where you are during the day and you do? Who named you king of the family?"
"It's not a family!"
"And maybe it won't be!" I spun around and headed back out of the door which I had come in through only minutes before.
"Where are you going?" Sirius shouted after me.
"It's none of your business!" I shouted right back and slammed the door after me.
"Fine then!" I heard him faintly stumbling, blinded by anger, down the stairs. I guess the "famous Marauder" had no better comeback than that.
When I got outside, I headed for the park. When I reached my destination, I conjured an ice-cream cone and sat down on a bench to try to calm myself down.
How did I let my usually fair temper explode like that? I kept repeating in my mind. How?
It's not my fault. He's the one who started it, I tried to convince myself with no luck.
It takes two to tango, I thought involuntarily. I absolutely forgot about the ice cream that I held in my hand until it had dripped its way down the front of my shirt and shorts.
"Augh!" I yelped as a stream of cold chocolate dribbled down my shorts and onto the bare skin of my leg.
"Sirius this is all your fault." I mutter angrily under my breath. "It better wash out."
I threw my dripping cone into a nearby trash can and began my way beck to the inn, streams of chocolate still making their way down my clothes and onto my skin. I tried to wipe them before they reached my flip flops, but no luck. People stared at me.
Anger bubbled inside of me again. Sirius, you'll pay for this! I kept repeating over and over in my head. But when I made my way up to our room my privacy loving boyfriend was gone. Magically vanished. *Not intended as a pun!*
I stripped my clothes off in the bathroom and attempted to wash the ice-cream out. I scrubbed for ten minutes with little luck. Then I soaked them in a basin of water and left the bathroom in search of clothes. I opened the door which led to our room, in my bra and panties.
To find Lily and James sitting on Sirius and my bed! I saw Jams' eyes widen. Lily giggled.
"Agggghhhh!!!!" I shrieked in surprise, bolting back to the bathroom. I wrapped a towel around my self and emerged again.
"Oh lose the towel, won't you?" James laughed. Lily stared at him, pretending to be shocked.
"My dearest husband, looking at another woman?" She asked. I could tell she was trying her hardest to keep a straight face. Then her words seeped through my brain.
"Husband?" I clutched my towel protectively. "Congratulations!"
They grinned, first at each other then at me. "Thanks!" They said in unison.
I took tiny steps to prevent the towel from coming undone, as I walked to the dresser. "Just let me get into some clothes." I mumbled as I pored over the contents, trying to find my favorite purple tank top. I pulled in out from under a pile of T-shirts, grabbed a clean pair of shorts and jogged back to the bathroom.
I changed. As I reached for the doorknob, I heard three voices instead of two. I hesitated, still fuming angry at Sirius. I didn't expect him back until after dinner. He usually stays away from me when I'm angry at him. I avoid him too when we are angry at each other.
Am I scared of facing him? I asked myself, shocked at my own behavior. I refuse to be a sissy-like girl. I boldly reached for the knob and turned it.
As I entered the room two pairs of eyes looked upon me and another pair busied itself by staring at the latest addition of the Daily Prophet. I smiled at Lily and James, then glared at Sirius.
"Do you guys want to go out to lunch." I made sure that Sirius understood that the question was directed at Lily and James, not at him.
Lily and James glanced at each other. "Um, actually, we can't stay. We just wanted to tell you that our wedding ceremony is next week. As I already told Sirius, we wanted to ask you two to be best man and maid of honor." James explained uncomfortably.
So Sirius had told them about our fight. "Sure," I said to James, still glaring at my 'boyfriend'. I had no intention of apologizing anytime soon. Or accepting any apologizes.
"Okay. Well, I'll walk you out. I was going to go out for lunch anyway." I grabbed my purse and flew out the door before Sirius could saw a word. Lily and James followed me a bit more slowly. We said good bye and I promised to visit Lily on Saturday to go shopping for my gown.
After they Disapperated, I wandered around the now familiar streets. I wasn't really hungry. I just wanted to get away from Sirius.
I bought myself a goblet of pumpkin juice to quench my thirst. The noon sun beat on my face. Sweat poured down my hair across my forehead. I wiped it, fighting to breathe in the muggy weather. Before I could drink the juice, my head's throbbing increased dangerously.
Suddenly, the world began to spin and I felt my knees give out under my body.
Note: Lily and James signed their marriage certificates, so they ARE officailly married even though, technically, the ceremony hasn't happened yet. Just wanted to say that so you don't get confused. PLEASE REVIEW?! Please? With an Every Flavour Bean on Top? I might not continue if I don't get at least thirty five reviews. If you like the story please recommend it to your favorite authors! Please?
thanks for Reading!
