Disclaimers: You know it, I don't own anything, nor any HP-rated stuff neither the lyrics of "You've got a friend", the're by Carole King.
A/N: There are two things.
1., in a review someone of you asked me, why Sirius parents are waiting, that's absolutely illogical (oops, I find always more things that are illogical in this fic... Sorry!) as Remus turns up suddenly. Please just forget that I wrote that.
2., another person asked me, why don't I take a beta. Now: What exactly is a 'beta' (kay, it's a greek letter, but usually I think of greek letters only when it comes to calculate angles, and, um, I don't think this story has much to do with angles.)? and well, if somebody wants to be one, so just tell me.
Ah, there is a third thing.
3., Thanks thanks thanks for all your nice reviews! *huggingyouall*
Well, that's enough babbling, let's continue with the marauder's and their trip to London.
Chapter 5
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It was about 9 in the morning, when they were all standing in front of the fireplace to go to Diagon Alley. Sirius was still rubbing his eyes and he was quite grumpy, because his friends woke him up by pouring a whole bucket of water over him (James' excuse: "I whispered a couple of time, you should wake up, but you didn't move, so... I'm so sorry, my dear..." he said, grinning mischieviously. It was obvious he just didn't want to let the fun of waking Sirius up brutally, go. (A/N this sentence sounds quite... weird, but I don't know how it's right...)). And above that he hated mornings anyway.
James was the first one to take a pinch of floo powder, go into the fireplace and say "Diagon Alley". Then he vanished in the flames. The next one was Peter, then Remus followed, and the last one was Sirius.
Short after they all met in a lively street full of wizards. The smell was a mixture of countless things being sold all around and sellers were praising their goods loudly. First they went to Gringotts bank to take some money, and also to change some wizard money to muggle money. Outside the bank the marauders inspected the muggle money very curious, especially Remus and Sirius, because it was the first time to see muggle money for them.
"C'mon guys. Let's go to our rooms in the Leaky Cauldron, my mom reserved two rooms for us. She also said she'll pay it... I simply love my mommy!" James announced grinning, and nobody noticed, that the young werewolf looked sad and hurt for a moment.
"Who's going to share the room with whom?" Padfoot asked, hoping to get a room with Moony, but he didn't want to say anything.
"Me and Wormtail and you with Moony, is that OK for everyone?" Prongs asked, of course with ulterior moves. Sirius gave him a "I love you Jamie, I owe you one" look, and Remus also wasn't unhappy too, but then he thought that maybe it wouldn't be so good, 'cause Padfoot surely didn't feel the same for him, and if they got drunk in the evening, as they planned, maybe he wasn't able to control himself anymore and... Otherwise, if that happened, he still could say it only was the influence of the alcohol, and everything would be OK again. Maybe it wasn't too bad to share a room with Sirius at least... And he also didn't know, that his friend he just thought of was thinking almost the same.
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The four boys were standing in a huge music store they found. They wanted to look if they fond some muggle music they liked, they heared some at James' house, he enherited the LP collection of his uncle, who was a muggle (the one who left the furtune behind). He also had an LP player, but he managed to find a charm, to make the LPs play by themselves, and it was also possible to charm them in a way that only you could hear the music, so you won't disturb the others.
Remus thought he maybe would find something by Bach, maybe one of the pieces he wanted to play, so he headed to the part of classical music. Soon he found "J.S.Bach" and he was quite astonished when he saw how many records were there. Then he found some he wanted, and walked to a table with some LP players with earphones on them. He looked how the people at his sides managed the set, and hoped everything would work. To his amazement it did. Soon he was completely lost again in the music.
Peter was walking around a little bit unsure, listening to different kinds of music, but he couldn't find anything really pleasing him until he reached the stand with the hits (A/N: I mean this kind of pop-song, that mother-in-laws, grandmothers and -aunts (sorry to every one who doesn't) hear. There's no really fitting word I know for this music. In German it's "Schlager", in Japanese "Enka", in Spanish it's stuff like "Ballenato",... I hope you understand what I mean and if you know a word, please tell me. And Sorry Wormtail! I just had to do that... ^_^). He noticed that he really liked them, even if they were very kitschy. His friends would mock him, he knew. But well, doesn't matter, he knew he liked this stuff.
Sirius landed in the "Hard'n'Heavy" section, listening to stuff like The Cure, Black Sabbath,... 'This muggle things aren't that bad... They have some good music, good alcohol (specially good Whiskey) , good... well, anyway...' he thought grinning. After he decided for one CD he went to look for Moony. 'My Moony' At the thought of Remus a cosy warmth filled his body.
James went to look for some actual LPs, and he found one which really pleased him. It was called "Tapestry" by Carole King, and there was one song he had to show to Moony, or better, let show it Sirius to Remus. The song he was thinking of was called 'You've got a friend', and it suited very well to Remus' position. He made it to his next goal to bring these two together, as he was sure that Remus was in love with Sirius too, but he was just too shy to do anything. And also it wasn't like he didn't knew that Sirius was gay. Well, he went out with a lot of girls, but it never resulted well. Prongs also noticed, that his friend often gazed after gorgeous boys. And if he wasn't gay, then he was at least bisexual. But he couldn't tell him, that he was heterosexual, never.
When you're down and troubled
And you need some loving care
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close you're eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night
You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend
When the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door
You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, yes I will
Now ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, yes and desert you
And take your soul If you let them
But don't you let them
You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend
It would be just perfect, James thought after he went once more through the lyrics.
Remus was still deep into the music, when he suddenly felt a gentle touch in his shoulder. He turned around, found his face only a few inches away from Sirius', and blushed madly.
'He's so cute when he turns red...
Aaaaaaaaah! Sirius Frederic Black! Stop feelinge attracted to your best friend! When will you get it?! When will you get that-
that you're in love with him?
OK, 'kay, so you love him. And what if he does not love you, you silly git? Why can't you just don't love a girl like any other normal man?
Dear conciousness! First: I'm not normal, 'cause a normal man wouldn't have conversations with his conciousness, and I hate normal things anyway. Second: I think I don't like girls in this way. You should have already noticed, that I almost don't look after any girl, but I devour every halfway good-looking guy with my eyes. I can't help it. And besides that, I think I would also have fallen in love Remmie if he'd been a girl. He's - cute, so beautiful with his hazel eyes, his golden hair framing his lovely face, these incredibly soft lips – well, at least they look so (oh how I would love to kiss these lips...) – he's strong but so vulnerable, so much in need of love, and I would give him anything, yes anything, and...
Uargh. It's revolting dear Padfoot, sickening, nauseating, repelling. So touching, so tear-jerking, I'm really disgusted. How could such a manly man like you ever turn in such a silly, soft-hearted person?!
Leave me alone, dear conciousness, please, just leave me alone! Shut up!'
'Why do I fucking blush every time he looks in my eyes?! It has to be obvious, that I have some feelings for him. But I'm sure he hasn't any for me. Well, feelings for a friend, but nothing more. Nope, Sirius Black, the epitome of a womanizer (if you count the dates and broken hearts, and not the steady girl-friends, as he normally dropped them after the first few dates, after he had his fun) could not have feelings to somebody like Remus Lupin, the shy werewolf. And even if something happened between them, it would be like with all these girls – have fun and then drop him. Yes, it would be like that. Nothing to do... maybe I should try to forget him, it would be the best for me.'
After a moment, which seemed eternal to both of them, Sirius started to talk, not trusting his voice at the beginning.
"Found anything, Moony?"
"Yeah, a lot!" he answered exited, "but I can't buy it... They're too expensive. I really fell in love with two discs... On one are the flute sonatas by Bach, and on the other the violin partitas... but why am I telling you that, you're surely not interested in it at all..." Now Remus felt annoyed by himself, because of making a fool of himself again.
"Don't be so hard to yourself, Moony..." Sirius said gentle "I wouldn't have asked, if I hadn't been interested, wouldn't I?" After that the young werewolf feeled even more like he just said something idiotic.
'He needs more self-confidence... It was much better, but I think it's his fathers (grrrrmblwxdfsh) fault. I don't want to know, what he has done to Remmie...' Padfoot thought.
"So, now come on Remmie. Take your discs and then we go looking for a nice pub" he took Remus by his sleeves and pulled him away.
"But..."
"No buts. James told me his mother gave him money, and we all could take one record, and I'll pay the other one. That's the very least I can do for you. And I don't want to hear another 'but' nor I want to see a sad face. I just want to hear one 'Thank you, Padfoot' and a smile on your face that's enough.
It turned into a 'Thank's Padfoot!' and a very tight hug.
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