Chapter 2: As they come together.
The next day the boys had to be woken up at 1:30 pm by the house elves with a,
"Mrs. Potter tells Ringo that Ringo must wake up the boys because they will miss lunch." The boys groaned at having to be woken up by a high squeaky voice, as house elves voices commonly were, and then to make itself even more irritating it flung open the curtains so that the sun was shining right into their eyes, making it impossible for them to go back to sleep.
"Eugh, get lost you damn house elf can't you see I'm quite comfortable right here asleep," grumbled James, but nevertheless, he threw the covers aside and got out of bed anyway.
"Would sir like me to wake up Mr. Black also?" Asked Ringo the house elf.
"No I will just bugger off before I stuff a sock in your mouth," groused James, not in a good mood at having been woken up, especially when he had been having such nice dreams. As the house elf left the room he sloppily threw on some emerald green robes and ran a hand through his hair, messing it up even more than it had been from sleep, which he did on purpose.
He grudgingly walked into the room proclaimed as Sirius', he didn't like the prospect of waking him up.Sirius was not a morning person.
Oh well, pissing Sirius off is fun, I have legs, I'll just throw a bucket of water on him and run away, he'll never know it was me.
He strolled into Sirius' room, knowing this wouldn't wake him, really, not even jumping up and down on his bed woke him.but cold water, down his shirt.James chuckled to himself He went over to the jug of water under the windowsill which Mum insisted on having in every occupied bedroom.God knows why. He picked it up, cautious not to tip any, wanting to save it all for Sirius. He crept over to where Sirius was laying in his bed, the sky blue covers tangled all over the place, looking as if he had used it as a jumping castle before he went to sleep.
Sirius was lying on his back, arms thrown over his face, snoring ever so slightly. Frowning, James put the jug down on the mahogany bedside table and ever so carefully slipped his arms under Sirius and rolled him over so he was lying on his stomach. He jumped back, scared he had woken him up; no, instead Sirius just grunted once then kept on snoring. James let out a tiny sigh of relief. He picked up the jug of water once more and slowly started trickling it down the back of Sirius' neck. Sirius twitched. And again. Finally, James tipped the rest of the water down his back, dropped the jug on the bed and started running out of the room. Halfway there he stopped and turned around, not wanting to miss the opportunity of seeing Sirius' face.
Sirius had jumped around so he was now sitting on the bed, silently saying,
"What the." At the sight of Sirius looking utterly confused James laughed then quickly tried to cover it up as he realized Sirius might here him. A look of alarm spread of James' face as he saw Sirius turn towards him. Upon seeing James standing there looking at him he jumped out of bed just as James turned back around and ran out the room. This didn't faze Sirius, he simply ran after James, cursing he would 'pay for that'.
They ran down the corridor, and ignored all the people in the framed paintings hanging up on the walls either yelling encouragements, or grumbling about 'youngsters these days.' They were halfway down the stairs when they heard an "Eep," and then someone clearing their throat rather loudly. Each boy stopped in their tracks, and turned towards whoever was making those sounds. James' mother was standing in the spacious foyer that the stairs led into, next to a rather tall, skinny woman who had a rather strict look about her. Both of them were staring at the boys, Mrs. Potter in a half amused/despairing, while the woman standing beside her was looking on at them in obvious shock.
"Err.hi?" James said rather weakly.
"Boys," said James' mother, nodding her head slightly, "Sirius I suggest that you go and put some clothes on before coming down for lunch." Sirius looked confused for a second, then upon noticing James raising an eyebrow at him, he looked down to see that he wearing nothing but his red boxers on, which had little snitches all over it, giving it a rather dizzy affect.
Not looking at all abashed, he turned back to the two women standing in the foyer, shrugged and said,
"Yeah, supposed I should huh," and with that, walked casually back up the stairs. James, shaking his head just kept on walking down the stairs, waved a short hello to his mother and the lady next to her, and strolled his way to the dining room.
Next to ten minutes later, James and Sirius were sitting at the dining table, eating their scrambled eggs and bacon, while Mrs. Potter sat nearby, sipping on some coffee.
"Now really boys, what if that woman hadn't been dear old Mrs. Rinton from next door but someone more important! Like someone from the ministry here for an inspection or something!" Mrs. Potter went on, who had been telling them off for their 'rowdy' behavior this morning.
"Now really Mum, I'm sure she enjoyed seeing Sirius in his boxer shorts.I mean, her husband isn't a pretty sight to look at if you ask me." James said bemusedly. His timing was spot on and managed to make his mother splutter into her coffee as she was lifting it to her lips.
"James, really, there is no need for that. Mrs. Rinton is not one of
those little fan girls that are always bothering you to." As Mrs.
Potter ranted on, she seemed to have lost the attention of her son and
his best friend, as they had gotten themselves into a deep
conversation about the mentioned 'fan girls.'
Indeed, Mrs. Potter was not off track when she mentioned their 'fan
girls', as over the years, the two boys had become a somewhat fandom
to each and every girl that had reached puberty, and were envied by
many males because of this verity.
Any girl that dated either of the two were envied by pretty much the
whole female population of the school, excluding, perhaps, the
professors. These two boys were hot. And they knew it.
By the time Mrs. Potter had realized the boys weren't listening, they
had already finished their second helping of breakfast and were now
pushing their chairs back to go and find something to do.
"Oy, Mum, do you reckon we could invite Remus and Peter over to sleep
over?" James asked, with a questioning look at his mother, while
Sirius nodded his head pleadingly.
"Of course you can, you know you're friends are welcome here any
time," She said, with a wink towards Sirius, "and Merlin knows, we've
got enough space here to fit half you're school." That certainly was
not an exaggeration.
"We'll go call over now," said James, and with that the two boys
bounded out of the room to invite the rest of the Marauders over for
the night.
Ten minutes later, James and Sirius were sitting one of the less
formal lounge rooms, playing chess to wear away the time left before
the rest of their group arrived. Remus would be arriving in the hour,
but Peter wouldn't be arriving until that night, as he had to attend
his grandfathers 89th birthday lunch.
"Checkmate," James said, triumphantly.
"Luck," Sirius replied, somewhat nonchalantly, as if trying to make
himself look superior, and that he had in fact won that game.
"Skill," James rebutted, smirking at Sirius, "admit it, you're just
not good enough for me, I am the Chess King, come on, chant it nice
and loud."
Sirius gave James a look of somewhat concern. "Are you sure you didn't
mean 'psycho king' or you know even 'Oddball of the century would
work."
"Haha, well I guess that's your loss then, 'cause if a supposed
'Oddball' can beat you at a simple game of chess, I'd be worried,"
James smartly replied, looking smug as he did so.
Sirius just rolled his eyes and went about setting up his side of the
chessboard again, with the black chess pieces. James chuckled quietly
to himself and went about setting his own pieces up.
Three more games and one hour later both boys were sitting in their
respective chairs, Sirius with his arms crossed over his chest in an
angry manner, and James inspecting his nails, smiling arrogantly.
"You cheated then," Sirius protested.
"Come now Sirius, Gryffindors don't cheat. Every time we play I win,
and every time I win, u pout, and insist that I cheated. That's
blasphemous. You just can't admit that I'm better at you than
anything."
"Not true," Sirius said, though only half heartedly, he never won this
gamble, and he didn't suppose he ever would. He had to admit, James
had been hard learned in the way of playing chess. Sirius was an
extremely good chess player, as he had the mind of a strategist, being
a prank player and all, but James would always be that bit better than
him.
Suddenly, at the sound of someone news voice the boys turned towards
the doorway of the room.
"Deal with it Siri, you're never gonna beat James at chess," said the
new voice.
'Damn straight," James said, getting up from the lounge and walking
over to the new person. Giving him a 'manly' hug and pat on the back,
he said "How you doing Remus?!"
"Mighty fine," Remus replied. He grinned at Sirius who was walking
towards him, then accordingly, Sirius and Remus greeted each other in
the same way Remus had with James.
"C'mon," James said, "let's go grab a butterbeer from the kitchen, and
I'm pretty damn sure I've got a stash of junk food hidden somewhere in
my room.unless I've eaten them all.."
So the boys walked, skipped, jumped their way up to James' room, while
calling on the dependable house elves to get them a six - pack of
butterbeer.
The boys spent the rest of the rest of the afternoon mucking about in
James' room, eating Chocolate Frogs and Pumpkin Pasties, and probably
every other piece of junk food they found stashed about in James'
room. They continued to 'guy gossip' as they liked to call it, which
was not the same as the sissy 'girl gossip' they often made fun of but
loved to hear, but the good old talk about girl and quidditch. Alas,
they could not get through one 'guy gossip' session, with the name of
a certain ginger haired, green eyed female popping up. Popping up,
that is, out of a certain love sick, black haired, glasses wearing
male.
"Guys, listen up," James began, "you absolutely have to help me to get
Lily to go out with me on a date. Everything I've tried so far just
doesn't seem to work. It's so unfair!" He whined.
"James, mate, have you ever considered the thought that maybe, just
maybe, one girl in the school doesn't like you. I mean, you've tried
showing off in front of her, which doesn't seem to impress her, you've
even tried making her jealous by getting her best friend to fall in
love with you, you've even considered a damn love potion! None of
these things work. Do I need to spell it out for you?! She - does -
NOT - want - you. I'm sorry but this is just something you're gonna
have to deal with." Remus explained, trying his best to look
sympathetic, but totally failed when he took a look at the anguished
look on James' face, and he and Sirius fell off the bed laughing at
it.
"But! There has to be something I can do to make her like me! I mean,
there's absolutely nothing wrong with me." James whined on.
"Ok, ok," started Sirius, getting up off the floor and plunking back
on the bed, "tell you what, when we get back to Hogwarts, I will help
you as much as I can to win the heart of Lily Evans, if YOU, my
friend, swear to me you will win me the heart of the wonderful Joey
Milton."
James gave Sirius a queasy look,
"Well, after what you did to her 4th year, you know, with the whole
'body development' prank you played on her, you haven't exactly been
in her good books." James said, giving Sirius a reproachful look.
"What! All I did was speed up the process, I'm sure they would have
grown to that size someday anyway." Sirius said, defending himself,
"and if I don't get her, you don't get Lily."
"Fine fine, it's a deal," James said, and he and Sirius shook hands.
Remus was looking on at this with amusement.
"You guys do know, to win the hearts of these ladies you're gonna have
to change you're attitude. I mean, part of the reason they don't like
is probably because of you're attitude.so, no more pranks on them, no
more being a player, and no more trying to impress other girls. You
want these girls, you gotta forget about all the rest. Look, 'cause
we're now in 6th year, we've got the annual Rulo Ball at the end of
the year right? So you win over Joey and Lily by then, and you've got
yourself two fine dates for the ball," Remus thoroughly explained.
Sirius and James shared a look.
"Can we do this?" James asked.
"Damn straight we can!" Sirius replied, and with that they launched
into ideas as to who Remus should ask to the ball.
"You know, Lisa is not a bad chick, and she seems to like you well
enough right?" James suggested to Remus.
"Nah, sure she's nice enough, but I've got my eyes on Belinda," Remus
replied.
"Ah, Belinda eh? Yeah, she'd be a nice catch, what you say James, we
try to get her for Remus?" Sirius said, wriggling an eyebrow, but
before James could reply, Remus intervened.
"No no no! Remember when you tried to get me that chick in third
year?" He said, half franticly, "She hasn't spoken to me since! I can
get her for myself thank you very much. But thanks for offering," he
said as an after thought. Sirius just shrugged.
"Sure, if you say so Remus, I can set all my efforts on getting Lily
for James."
The conversation went on like this for the rest of the day, varying in
topics of course. Just before dinner peter arrived, and they made a
pact to get him a girl for the ball. As Lisa was the only one left in
sixth year, and Peter couldn't care less who he had, as long as he
wasn't going on his lone, he agreed full - heartedly.
The next day the boys had to be woken up at 1:30 pm by the house elves with a,
"Mrs. Potter tells Ringo that Ringo must wake up the boys because they will miss lunch." The boys groaned at having to be woken up by a high squeaky voice, as house elves voices commonly were, and then to make itself even more irritating it flung open the curtains so that the sun was shining right into their eyes, making it impossible for them to go back to sleep.
"Eugh, get lost you damn house elf can't you see I'm quite comfortable right here asleep," grumbled James, but nevertheless, he threw the covers aside and got out of bed anyway.
"Would sir like me to wake up Mr. Black also?" Asked Ringo the house elf.
"No I will just bugger off before I stuff a sock in your mouth," groused James, not in a good mood at having been woken up, especially when he had been having such nice dreams. As the house elf left the room he sloppily threw on some emerald green robes and ran a hand through his hair, messing it up even more than it had been from sleep, which he did on purpose.
He grudgingly walked into the room proclaimed as Sirius', he didn't like the prospect of waking him up.Sirius was not a morning person.
Oh well, pissing Sirius off is fun, I have legs, I'll just throw a bucket of water on him and run away, he'll never know it was me.
He strolled into Sirius' room, knowing this wouldn't wake him, really, not even jumping up and down on his bed woke him.but cold water, down his shirt.James chuckled to himself He went over to the jug of water under the windowsill which Mum insisted on having in every occupied bedroom.God knows why. He picked it up, cautious not to tip any, wanting to save it all for Sirius. He crept over to where Sirius was laying in his bed, the sky blue covers tangled all over the place, looking as if he had used it as a jumping castle before he went to sleep.
Sirius was lying on his back, arms thrown over his face, snoring ever so slightly. Frowning, James put the jug down on the mahogany bedside table and ever so carefully slipped his arms under Sirius and rolled him over so he was lying on his stomach. He jumped back, scared he had woken him up; no, instead Sirius just grunted once then kept on snoring. James let out a tiny sigh of relief. He picked up the jug of water once more and slowly started trickling it down the back of Sirius' neck. Sirius twitched. And again. Finally, James tipped the rest of the water down his back, dropped the jug on the bed and started running out of the room. Halfway there he stopped and turned around, not wanting to miss the opportunity of seeing Sirius' face.
Sirius had jumped around so he was now sitting on the bed, silently saying,
"What the." At the sight of Sirius looking utterly confused James laughed then quickly tried to cover it up as he realized Sirius might here him. A look of alarm spread of James' face as he saw Sirius turn towards him. Upon seeing James standing there looking at him he jumped out of bed just as James turned back around and ran out the room. This didn't faze Sirius, he simply ran after James, cursing he would 'pay for that'.
They ran down the corridor, and ignored all the people in the framed paintings hanging up on the walls either yelling encouragements, or grumbling about 'youngsters these days.' They were halfway down the stairs when they heard an "Eep," and then someone clearing their throat rather loudly. Each boy stopped in their tracks, and turned towards whoever was making those sounds. James' mother was standing in the spacious foyer that the stairs led into, next to a rather tall, skinny woman who had a rather strict look about her. Both of them were staring at the boys, Mrs. Potter in a half amused/despairing, while the woman standing beside her was looking on at them in obvious shock.
"Err.hi?" James said rather weakly.
"Boys," said James' mother, nodding her head slightly, "Sirius I suggest that you go and put some clothes on before coming down for lunch." Sirius looked confused for a second, then upon noticing James raising an eyebrow at him, he looked down to see that he wearing nothing but his red boxers on, which had little snitches all over it, giving it a rather dizzy affect.
Not looking at all abashed, he turned back to the two women standing in the foyer, shrugged and said,
"Yeah, supposed I should huh," and with that, walked casually back up the stairs. James, shaking his head just kept on walking down the stairs, waved a short hello to his mother and the lady next to her, and strolled his way to the dining room.
Next to ten minutes later, James and Sirius were sitting at the dining table, eating their scrambled eggs and bacon, while Mrs. Potter sat nearby, sipping on some coffee.
"Now really boys, what if that woman hadn't been dear old Mrs. Rinton from next door but someone more important! Like someone from the ministry here for an inspection or something!" Mrs. Potter went on, who had been telling them off for their 'rowdy' behavior this morning.
"Now really Mum, I'm sure she enjoyed seeing Sirius in his boxer shorts.I mean, her husband isn't a pretty sight to look at if you ask me." James said bemusedly. His timing was spot on and managed to make his mother splutter into her coffee as she was lifting it to her lips.
"James, really, there is no need for that. Mrs. Rinton is not one of
those little fan girls that are always bothering you to." As Mrs.
Potter ranted on, she seemed to have lost the attention of her son and
his best friend, as they had gotten themselves into a deep
conversation about the mentioned 'fan girls.'
Indeed, Mrs. Potter was not off track when she mentioned their 'fan
girls', as over the years, the two boys had become a somewhat fandom
to each and every girl that had reached puberty, and were envied by
many males because of this verity.
Any girl that dated either of the two were envied by pretty much the
whole female population of the school, excluding, perhaps, the
professors. These two boys were hot. And they knew it.
By the time Mrs. Potter had realized the boys weren't listening, they
had already finished their second helping of breakfast and were now
pushing their chairs back to go and find something to do.
"Oy, Mum, do you reckon we could invite Remus and Peter over to sleep
over?" James asked, with a questioning look at his mother, while
Sirius nodded his head pleadingly.
"Of course you can, you know you're friends are welcome here any
time," She said, with a wink towards Sirius, "and Merlin knows, we've
got enough space here to fit half you're school." That certainly was
not an exaggeration.
"We'll go call over now," said James, and with that the two boys
bounded out of the room to invite the rest of the Marauders over for
the night.
Ten minutes later, James and Sirius were sitting one of the less
formal lounge rooms, playing chess to wear away the time left before
the rest of their group arrived. Remus would be arriving in the hour,
but Peter wouldn't be arriving until that night, as he had to attend
his grandfathers 89th birthday lunch.
"Checkmate," James said, triumphantly.
"Luck," Sirius replied, somewhat nonchalantly, as if trying to make
himself look superior, and that he had in fact won that game.
"Skill," James rebutted, smirking at Sirius, "admit it, you're just
not good enough for me, I am the Chess King, come on, chant it nice
and loud."
Sirius gave James a look of somewhat concern. "Are you sure you didn't
mean 'psycho king' or you know even 'Oddball of the century would
work."
"Haha, well I guess that's your loss then, 'cause if a supposed
'Oddball' can beat you at a simple game of chess, I'd be worried,"
James smartly replied, looking smug as he did so.
Sirius just rolled his eyes and went about setting up his side of the
chessboard again, with the black chess pieces. James chuckled quietly
to himself and went about setting his own pieces up.
Three more games and one hour later both boys were sitting in their
respective chairs, Sirius with his arms crossed over his chest in an
angry manner, and James inspecting his nails, smiling arrogantly.
"You cheated then," Sirius protested.
"Come now Sirius, Gryffindors don't cheat. Every time we play I win,
and every time I win, u pout, and insist that I cheated. That's
blasphemous. You just can't admit that I'm better at you than
anything."
"Not true," Sirius said, though only half heartedly, he never won this
gamble, and he didn't suppose he ever would. He had to admit, James
had been hard learned in the way of playing chess. Sirius was an
extremely good chess player, as he had the mind of a strategist, being
a prank player and all, but James would always be that bit better than
him.
Suddenly, at the sound of someone news voice the boys turned towards
the doorway of the room.
"Deal with it Siri, you're never gonna beat James at chess," said the
new voice.
'Damn straight," James said, getting up from the lounge and walking
over to the new person. Giving him a 'manly' hug and pat on the back,
he said "How you doing Remus?!"
"Mighty fine," Remus replied. He grinned at Sirius who was walking
towards him, then accordingly, Sirius and Remus greeted each other in
the same way Remus had with James.
"C'mon," James said, "let's go grab a butterbeer from the kitchen, and
I'm pretty damn sure I've got a stash of junk food hidden somewhere in
my room.unless I've eaten them all.."
So the boys walked, skipped, jumped their way up to James' room, while
calling on the dependable house elves to get them a six - pack of
butterbeer.
The boys spent the rest of the rest of the afternoon mucking about in
James' room, eating Chocolate Frogs and Pumpkin Pasties, and probably
every other piece of junk food they found stashed about in James'
room. They continued to 'guy gossip' as they liked to call it, which
was not the same as the sissy 'girl gossip' they often made fun of but
loved to hear, but the good old talk about girl and quidditch. Alas,
they could not get through one 'guy gossip' session, with the name of
a certain ginger haired, green eyed female popping up. Popping up,
that is, out of a certain love sick, black haired, glasses wearing
male.
"Guys, listen up," James began, "you absolutely have to help me to get
Lily to go out with me on a date. Everything I've tried so far just
doesn't seem to work. It's so unfair!" He whined.
"James, mate, have you ever considered the thought that maybe, just
maybe, one girl in the school doesn't like you. I mean, you've tried
showing off in front of her, which doesn't seem to impress her, you've
even tried making her jealous by getting her best friend to fall in
love with you, you've even considered a damn love potion! None of
these things work. Do I need to spell it out for you?! She - does -
NOT - want - you. I'm sorry but this is just something you're gonna
have to deal with." Remus explained, trying his best to look
sympathetic, but totally failed when he took a look at the anguished
look on James' face, and he and Sirius fell off the bed laughing at
it.
"But! There has to be something I can do to make her like me! I mean,
there's absolutely nothing wrong with me." James whined on.
"Ok, ok," started Sirius, getting up off the floor and plunking back
on the bed, "tell you what, when we get back to Hogwarts, I will help
you as much as I can to win the heart of Lily Evans, if YOU, my
friend, swear to me you will win me the heart of the wonderful Joey
Milton."
James gave Sirius a queasy look,
"Well, after what you did to her 4th year, you know, with the whole
'body development' prank you played on her, you haven't exactly been
in her good books." James said, giving Sirius a reproachful look.
"What! All I did was speed up the process, I'm sure they would have
grown to that size someday anyway." Sirius said, defending himself,
"and if I don't get her, you don't get Lily."
"Fine fine, it's a deal," James said, and he and Sirius shook hands.
Remus was looking on at this with amusement.
"You guys do know, to win the hearts of these ladies you're gonna have
to change you're attitude. I mean, part of the reason they don't like
is probably because of you're attitude.so, no more pranks on them, no
more being a player, and no more trying to impress other girls. You
want these girls, you gotta forget about all the rest. Look, 'cause
we're now in 6th year, we've got the annual Rulo Ball at the end of
the year right? So you win over Joey and Lily by then, and you've got
yourself two fine dates for the ball," Remus thoroughly explained.
Sirius and James shared a look.
"Can we do this?" James asked.
"Damn straight we can!" Sirius replied, and with that they launched
into ideas as to who Remus should ask to the ball.
"You know, Lisa is not a bad chick, and she seems to like you well
enough right?" James suggested to Remus.
"Nah, sure she's nice enough, but I've got my eyes on Belinda," Remus
replied.
"Ah, Belinda eh? Yeah, she'd be a nice catch, what you say James, we
try to get her for Remus?" Sirius said, wriggling an eyebrow, but
before James could reply, Remus intervened.
"No no no! Remember when you tried to get me that chick in third
year?" He said, half franticly, "She hasn't spoken to me since! I can
get her for myself thank you very much. But thanks for offering," he
said as an after thought. Sirius just shrugged.
"Sure, if you say so Remus, I can set all my efforts on getting Lily
for James."
The conversation went on like this for the rest of the day, varying in
topics of course. Just before dinner peter arrived, and they made a
pact to get him a girl for the ball. As Lisa was the only one left in
sixth year, and Peter couldn't care less who he had, as long as he
wasn't going on his lone, he agreed full - heartedly.