Life, Love, and LGMs according to the Marauders

Chapter 2: Goats

"Stella Annelise Black! Do you truly think that this is acceptable?" Mrs. Black shrieked.

"What honey? What's not acceptable?" Mr. Black asked.

"Your daughter—more like a blood traitor—is best friends with a mudblood!"

"Mother, she's great! One of the best witches I know, and don't you dare call her

that!"

"I'll call her whatever I want. Don't you want to grow up smart and respectable, like

me?"

"Mother, I will never—and I repeat, NEVER—be like you."

"Fine. If this, this dirty mudblood thing you call a friend, is better than we are, you

can get out. GET OUT AND GO LIVE WITH HER!"

"Maybe, Maybe I will!" Starr stormed out.

Mr. and Mrs. Black sighed and sat down.

A few minutes later, Sirius ran in.

"Did you just kick Starr out?"

"Yes. Why can't she be like you, Steven?"

"My name…is Sirius," he steamed.

"Oh, right," Mr. Black went on. "You at least had enough sense to become best

friends with that Potter kid. His parents are perfectly well known."

"You're not friends with her too, are you?" Mrs. Black asked.

Sirius just stared incredulously at them and stomped off to his room.

"At least we had one normal child," Mrs. Black said, smiling at her youngest son,

Regulus. He had just finished his 2nd year at Hogwarts, in Slytherin.

"Mum! Mummy!" He yelled. "Look! Durmstrang accepted me to 'further my education

in the Dark Arts.' Can I go?"

"Anything for my baby. The only real wizard in the family."

They ate dinner in silence that night, and just after midnight, Sirius crawled out his

bedroom window. He was going to live with James.

~*~

Starr tramped through the woods, dragging her trunk with her. She stopped to rest.

'I've been walking for hours,' she thought, 'and Flower Child (A/N: the owl she and

Sirius shared) hasn't found me yet.' As if on cue, Flower Child flew into the tree she

was leaning against.

"You take after Sirius, don't you?" she asked, untying the letter.

'Starr,' it read.

'I've sent a letter to James already. I'm running away tonight. Send me an owl telling

me where you are, and stay there. James' dad will pick you up too and take you to

Lily's house. (They live really close—we know. We've spied.)

'I'm sorry, I can't believe they did that.

'Stay safe, and I love you, Sirius.'

She quickly replied and was left to wait.

~*~

James gasped when he read the letter Sirius had sent him.

"What's wrong James?" His mother asked. (A/N: (minor OotP spoiler in this note!) I

know in the book it said that James' GRANDparents took in Sirius as a second son

when he ran away, but I like his parents better! ;) )

"Sirius just…his parents…Starr…help!"

"Honey, I can't help you if I don't understand what you're saying," her green eyes

twinkled madly, and she swung her long, brown hair over her shoulder.

"Mr. and Mrs. Black kicked Starr out and she's going to live with Lily. Sirius is going

to sneak out tonight to try and find her. He needs help!"

"That's interesting…I don't think I've ever heard you call Lily anything but Evans."

"What?!?" James was outraged. "My best friend is in serious trouble and all you can

think about is my social life?"

"Calm down sweetie, I'm working tonight, but if Sirius sneaks out around 12:00, your

father can meet him by the lake a few blocks down from his house at 1:00. Then tell

him to owl Starr telling her to tell him where she is, and your dad will pick her up too."

"Thanks mum. C'mere Flower Child," James called.

"Flower child?" asked Mrs. Potter, amused.

"You know Sirius…"

~*~

Sirius stood, waiting for the Potters, by the lake.

"Sirius?"

"James! Brett!" Sirius yelled, spotting James and his father."

"Where is she?" Brett asked, urgently.

"Three quarters of the way into the woods by our house."

Brett took out his wand and sent Sirius' stuff back to their house.

While they were walking, Brett said, "Drew told me the greatest thing earlier," (Drew

being James' mum.)

"Whassat?" Sirius wanted to know.

"She said—get this—James actually called Lily Evans Lily."

Sirius burst out laughing, then stopped abruptly.

"You didn't, did you?"

"I had…more important things to worry about…"

"Oh, dear Lord. That's practically breaking a Marauder's rule, my man," Sirius said.

"Oh yeah, I can just see it in your official contract book. 'Rule #354- Marauders are

not allowed to call Lily Evans by her first name.' Yeah, that's so you."

"Hey, I'm only allowed to call Starr by her real name on Saturdays for a half hour,"

Sirius commented.

"When they aren't in public," James threw in.

"Right. Anyway," Sirius said, "It's not 354, it's 278."

~*~

Starr had fallen asleep waiting for the others.

She woke up, however, when there was a loud crack.

"We have to mark some places so we can get back out," Brett was saying.

"Sirius!" James bellowed, "Not marking like *that*!" Starr had a bad feeling she knew

what he had done. (A/N: I can just see Sirius walking up to a tree and peeing on it…)

"See? Break branches and stuff. Like this," there was another crack.

Starr's head snapped up and she saw them rushing toward her.

She stood up and hugged Sirius.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She nodded.

"I'll send your stuff home, and disapparate. You guys can walk home, I know you want

to be alone. James knows the way home. Sirius marked it anyway…" He swished his

wand and her stuff was gone, then disappeared with a pop.

"So what exactly happened?" Sirius asked, as Starr started to tell the whole story.

They were almost to the Potter's when Sirius brought up Lily.

"James called Evans L—Li—Li—by her first name earlier."

"Oh my God James! Seriously? Maybe you should get help or—or something. You

know, the first step to solving your problem is admitting that you have one."

"Shut up. Stella…" James retorted.

"You know what really gets my goat?" she asked.

"No dear sister. Why don't you tell us what 'gets your goat' Hon," Sirius replied.

She glared at him. "It's when people call me Stella. And my goat gets mad when it's

caught. So don't call me that. Because James, my goat will stop at ABSOLUTELY

NOTHING to get YOUR goat!"

"Yeah, well that must be one strong willed goat, cause last I checked, I didn't have

one."

"I hate you! I hate you both!"

"Funny, I thought you 'loved me to pieces?'"

"You're going down man!"

"I'd run Sirius," James started, "I think her goat is mad."

~*~

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