A/N:
Yeah yeah, I know! Fire and Brimstone come forth and punish thy for
failing to update this story any sooner. I am SO SORRY! Pretty much, I've
been having school to deal with (which I am happy to say for the first
report card, I got straight A's) that and the fact I've really been
debating on updating another story of mine, Serpentine in Your Eyes.
But anywho, I want to thank each and every one of you that has been reviewing this story! I honestly didn't think it was all that great at first...but I'm seriously happy it is ^_^.
And now, FINALLY, for you reading pleasure:
Prongs
Chapter VIII: James' Jealous Heart and Sirius's Dilemma
James studied the boy that sat only inches in front of him for the millionth time that day. Untidy, messy hair just as his...only it was snow. Sparkling eyes just as bright, only his were ocean colored. A sincere, handsome smile just as his-only it was being given to the WRONG person.
Sirius looked up when he realized James wasn't paying any attention to a word he had said, sighing in annoyance as he noticed James still gawking at his friend Lily Evans and the new transfer student Harry Alexander.
It had been a week since the incident between his cousin, Narcissa Black and Harry about Lily receiving the role of Jasmine in the upcoming play Aladdin. And it had been two days since James had been spying on the two, non stop, every time he even remotely thought they were together.
And ever since, James had taken any and everything anyone said to him about the subject personally, no matter how innocent the remark may be.
It was no doubt in his mind: his best friend was definitely jealous.
"James, why don't you just go over there, pummel the guy, and snatch Lily in your arms, flying into the midnight sky on your racing broom?" he called out loudly, enough for many ears to over hear.
James spun around in his chair, his chocolate eyes flaring. "I am NOT jealous Sirius, for the last time today!"
"Then WHY do you keep WATCHING them like that!" Sirius shot back, not knowing if he was more annoyed by James behavior or the lack of his friend acknowledge of it.
"I am NOT watching them!" he shot back. "I was only looking at the professor for more instruction on how to do this stupid transfiguration!"
"Professor McGongall is OVER THERE!" Sirius shouted, pointing his finger to the east side of the room, where indeed, the young McGongall was standing, glaring at the pair in disapproval at their loud shouting.
"Fine," James stated matter of factly. "Then I was studying the things she wrote on the board."
"Prongs, she didn't WRITE anything on the board!" Sirius stated, amazed by how bluntly and rather poorly James was lying to his face.
"I can look at the blank board and PRETEND there are notes on it if I want to!" James stated, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away from everyone that were now staring at the him, including Lily and Harry.
Sirius gave his friend another disbelieving look then rolling his eyes, went back to trying to figure out how to change his pet owl into a puppy without something odd being wrong with it like last class. (Last time he had mangaed to give it the face of a jackel, the body of a fish, with at least the TAIL of a puppy.)
"I swear you are so obvious," he mumbled.
"There is NOTHING to be obvious about!" James shouted back.
"Mr. Potter! If you don't mind I prefer not to hear another word about whatever love problems you may be facing with Miss Evans!" Professor McGongall called out to him angrily. "You are a sixth year, so I suggest the next time you enter my classroom, you leave the immaturity at the door!"
James face turned countless shades or red before his eyes dropped to this twitting fingers, trying to drown out the sounds of snickering around him.
Stupid Harry. This was all HIS fault. The nerve of that wannabe putting the moves on his Lily...even if she officially wasn't his yet...
~*~*~*~
Harry shook his head as he stole a glance at his father. He had tried multiple times before to explain to James he wasn't interested in Lily but his father, as he learned, could be quite thick headed and stubborn when it came to such things.
All though, he had to admit, it was fun to see just how much his father cared for his mother.
"Maybe you should go ask James to work with you," he whispered to Lily. "You know, so that he will get it though his thick skull I'm not interested in you the way he is."
"The way he is?" Lily asked innocently, staring at Harry with startled eyes. Harry raised an eyebrow at her.
"Isn't it obvious? He's nothing short of jealous. He really thinks that I have some thing for you."
"But why would he care if you did?" Lily asked, with a slight blush. Sure, she knew the answer, or at least, the one she hoped to hear, but still: it would be nice to hear it from someone else-then if the gods willed it, James himself.
"Because he likes you Lily," Harry laughed, not believing how silly his mother was being. Ever since that day at the tryouts, he had gotten to know the woman he had never been able to know better he could have dreamed.
She was as kind, as sweet, and as caring as he thought her to be. And not too surprisingly, seeing as Sirius and Lupin had told him this many times before, they had plenty in common.
Both he and his mother loved to sit outside and study the things around them, listening the comfort of the tranquility around them. They both excelled in charms and defending themself with a wand, although he was certain most of that talent, as well as Quidditch, came from his father.
Lily giggled slightly then turned to look at James, who at that moment was indeed, staring between the two of them, only ceasing when he caught those emerald eyes staring at him, and quickly pretended to be interested in Sirius grunts of annoyance.
How great was this? Not only had she gotten her beau to notice her, but he was actually jealous over her as well! Now how many girls could honestly state claims such as these? And to think: she wasn't even trying to make him jealous.
Poor Harry. If this continued, Sirius would end up breaking up his face, just to shut James's pouts up...
~*~*~*~*~
"And did you see the way he was laughing about it all?!" James shouted to his surrounding friends. Both Peter and Sirius groaned as Lupin merely shook his head in reply, not really paying much attention to his friend as he tried to study for the upcoming Potions exam. He was due to work with Serverus Snape in only a couple of hours...since it wouldn't be long until the moon would come out of hiding and he would have to be placed in the Shrieking Shack until the following morning.
James had been ranting like this ever since he'd seen Harry stick up for Lily and he was getting quite exhausting: if you tried to give him advice on how to tell Lily his feelings, he state he had no idea what you were speaking of, on the other hand, if you tried not to ignore him in anyway on the subject, he proceeding to go into fits of 'how dare you not care'.
Which was exactly what he was doing now, seeing as Sirius and Peter placed pillowed over their heads and Lupin was carefully trying to read.
"You don't understand what's its like to be the way I am right now!" James accused the three of them, a hurt expression on his face. "At least try to listen to my pain!"
"Not when it's causing US so much grief in the process!" Peter's muffled cry came from under the pillow.
"And we do understand what you're going through: it's called hormones," Sirius grumbled matter of factly.
"I am not going through hormones!" James cried. "I already have hormones! I don't need to go through those anymore! This is about some guy trying to put the moves on my girl and no one even cares!"
"But Serverus does it all the time, and not once did you ever over react about it," Lupin pointed out, turing a page of his 1001 Ways to Build the Perfect Potions, 6th Edition.
"But we're talkin Snivillus!" James cried. "Who WOULD be threatened by THAT git? No, this fool looks, talks, and acts like me!"
"Not nessiarly," Lupin stated calmly. "For instance: he's not being as immature as you are right now."
"I'm not being immature!" James shouted at his friend, his fingers curling up into small fist at his sides. Lupin stared at them unphased, then after pausing to raise an eyebrow at James, went straight back to reading his book.
"You're ranting over something you've already told us five separate times about a girl that isn't even your girlfriend. So it's either immaturity, jealousy, or prehapes...both." he yawned, turning to another page with interest.
"Padfoot!" James cried, whipping his head around to stare at his raven haired friend who at the moment groaned in annoyance. "Tell him I'm not immature or jealous!"
"Hey, leave me out of this!"
"Well who's side are YOU on!" James shouted, folding his arms over his chest and huffing angrily.
Lupin rolled his eyes and slammed his book closed. "Look, I really don't have time for this because I'm going to be late for my study lesson. But James, if this is really, truly bothering you then maybe you should go talk to Lily about this."
"Talk to her about what?"
"Maybe about how you feel?"
"I don't know WHAT you're talking about!" James shouted, making the trio groan. "It has nothing to do with me liking her...cause if I did I would have told her already!"
"But you JUST said-"
"Details, details!" James waved off. "It's the principle of the whole thing! Harry thinking he can come in on my parade and reign! It's mad!"
"Whatever Prongs," Lupin stated, gathering his books in his arms and heading toward the door of their dorm room. "You just keep living in that twisted little world of yours, meanwhile, if you need me for anything of true importance, I'll be in the library until nightfall."
"What are you going there for?" James asked, both Peter and Sirius staring at him disbelieved at how calm he quickly became.
"I told you already: I'm going to have a study session with Serverus. Potions he may be but Transfigurations he ain't."
"What are you going to help that git for?" James asked, frowning up slightly. Lupin sighed.
"James, I'm not having this argument again. I already had it with Sirius and quite frankly, I'm not in the mood for it."
"What argument? Wait, what I miss?"
"Nevermind it," Lupin snapped, avoiding the eyes of his friends. "...you just worry about Harry and Lily, and I'll worry about Serverus and myself."
James watched as his friend quickly departed, not even bothering to at least say 'goodbye'.
He turned to face Sirius, his face quizical as he noted the rather sour look on his best friend's face. Peter, at this point, had finally come completely from under the pillow and now was doing some studing of his own.
"What was that all about Padfoot?"
"Huh? Oh...it's nothing Prongs," Sirius said with a slight growl to his voice, making James frown up and Peter glance over at them, now distracted from his reading.
"It must be something...you growled," Peter stated softly.
"I ALWAYS growl!" Sirius snapped defensively, making Peter jump slightly.
"Yeah...but not like that," James agreed. "And don't snap at Wormtail, he was only stating a fact."
Sirius sighed. "Yeah...sorry about that Wormy."
Peter sighed. He rather didn't like be around Sirius when he was upset, especially if James wasn't anywhere near them. Sirius had a bad temper and it seemed only James could really keep it in line...and when that wasn't the case, then it was Lupin.
But then, nine times out of ten, Lupin was the reason Sirius was upset in the first place...
"That's alright Paddy."
Sirius sent him a sharp look at the word 'Paddy' and Wormtail only raised his eyebrow at him and smiled brightly. James snickered.
"But I mean, since when was Lupin and that greasy haired bastard on a first name bases?" Sirius complained. "And every time I turn around, it's 'Oh, I have to study with Serverus' or 'I can't now Padfoot, Serverus is expecting me.'! I mean, damn, doesn't it bother you?"
James stared at his friend with slight concern. "Well actually...no. I never really thought about it that much Padfoot. But now I have a new question: How come you do?"
The room was silent. James continued to stare at his friend with slight concern as Sirius looked away from him, only to meet the eyes of another concerned friend, who at this point, had shut his book.
"...it's nothing like that, really," he began.
James mouth made a large 'O' shape. "You MEAN..."
"I SAID it was nothing LIKE that!" Sirius snapped.
"Okay, so just what IS it like?" James demanded, trying hard to hide his amazed look and keep a steady face. Peter darted his eyes back and forth between the two, oblivious to what exactly they were talking about.
Sirius sighed. "Look Prongs...it's like odd okay? I mean I think I'm confused, or something..."
"I sure as hell know I am," Peter stated, still studying the two. His statement was ignored.
"Well...what do you feel? Or how do you feel?" James asked softly.
"That's just it," Sirius laughed. "I don't really know how I feel! I mean, when he says he's going off with Snape, I get so suspicious that something else is gonna happen."
"You mean...more then studying?" James stated softly.
"Yeah...and I dunno, it just makes me...upset," Sirius stated softly, sitting up on his bed. "Upset and confused cause I don't know what's wrong with me."
"Uh...maybe because you want what's best for Moony?" James offered. "I mean you always say he's like a little brother..."
"No James, you and Peter are like my little brothers," Sirius mumbled. "But this...this is different..."
"OH!" Peter stated loudly, clapping a hand over his mouth, his eyes wide with shock. James rose an eyebrow. "Just catching up?"
Peter tossed him a look then turned back to Sirius, a concerned expression on his face. He took in a deep breath then finally, spoke again. "Then perhaps maybe James isn't the only one that should tell people how they feel."
"What ARE you people talking about with that!" James demanded. Peter waved him off. "I mean, maybe if you told Lupin about your feelings, then something could be done about this Snape business. Otherwise, you look like a possessive friend."
Both Gryffindors stared at Peter in shock.
He stared between them and hunched his shoulders. "Well it sounded like something Moony would say."
"Yeah...but coming from you...wow, you should do it more often," James stated, slowly nodding his head.
Peter blushed. "Thanks."
"You know Wormy-"
"Wormtail. Wormy is just odd."
"Okay, Wormtail," Sirius corrected himself, rolling his eyes at his friend. "I think I might take you up on your advice. I just might do that."
"Good, you too James," Peter stated in a mock stern manner.
James blinked at him in confusion. "Again-what are you people talking about?"
There was a loud groan between his two friends. "What?"
A/N:
I promise you that I WILL update this story either next Saturday or sometime sooner! You have my word. Thanks for reading!
Next Chapter:
James faces off against Harry ::gasp::, Snape does a little taunting to poor Sirius ::double gasp::, Narcissa thinking of a scheme to get rid of the competition, play wise and man wise ::triple gasp:: and since he wasn't in the last Chapter: Enter Voldemort (for real this time) ::applauds::
TBC...
But anywho, I want to thank each and every one of you that has been reviewing this story! I honestly didn't think it was all that great at first...but I'm seriously happy it is ^_^.
And now, FINALLY, for you reading pleasure:
Prongs
Chapter VIII: James' Jealous Heart and Sirius's Dilemma
James studied the boy that sat only inches in front of him for the millionth time that day. Untidy, messy hair just as his...only it was snow. Sparkling eyes just as bright, only his were ocean colored. A sincere, handsome smile just as his-only it was being given to the WRONG person.
Sirius looked up when he realized James wasn't paying any attention to a word he had said, sighing in annoyance as he noticed James still gawking at his friend Lily Evans and the new transfer student Harry Alexander.
It had been a week since the incident between his cousin, Narcissa Black and Harry about Lily receiving the role of Jasmine in the upcoming play Aladdin. And it had been two days since James had been spying on the two, non stop, every time he even remotely thought they were together.
And ever since, James had taken any and everything anyone said to him about the subject personally, no matter how innocent the remark may be.
It was no doubt in his mind: his best friend was definitely jealous.
"James, why don't you just go over there, pummel the guy, and snatch Lily in your arms, flying into the midnight sky on your racing broom?" he called out loudly, enough for many ears to over hear.
James spun around in his chair, his chocolate eyes flaring. "I am NOT jealous Sirius, for the last time today!"
"Then WHY do you keep WATCHING them like that!" Sirius shot back, not knowing if he was more annoyed by James behavior or the lack of his friend acknowledge of it.
"I am NOT watching them!" he shot back. "I was only looking at the professor for more instruction on how to do this stupid transfiguration!"
"Professor McGongall is OVER THERE!" Sirius shouted, pointing his finger to the east side of the room, where indeed, the young McGongall was standing, glaring at the pair in disapproval at their loud shouting.
"Fine," James stated matter of factly. "Then I was studying the things she wrote on the board."
"Prongs, she didn't WRITE anything on the board!" Sirius stated, amazed by how bluntly and rather poorly James was lying to his face.
"I can look at the blank board and PRETEND there are notes on it if I want to!" James stated, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away from everyone that were now staring at the him, including Lily and Harry.
Sirius gave his friend another disbelieving look then rolling his eyes, went back to trying to figure out how to change his pet owl into a puppy without something odd being wrong with it like last class. (Last time he had mangaed to give it the face of a jackel, the body of a fish, with at least the TAIL of a puppy.)
"I swear you are so obvious," he mumbled.
"There is NOTHING to be obvious about!" James shouted back.
"Mr. Potter! If you don't mind I prefer not to hear another word about whatever love problems you may be facing with Miss Evans!" Professor McGongall called out to him angrily. "You are a sixth year, so I suggest the next time you enter my classroom, you leave the immaturity at the door!"
James face turned countless shades or red before his eyes dropped to this twitting fingers, trying to drown out the sounds of snickering around him.
Stupid Harry. This was all HIS fault. The nerve of that wannabe putting the moves on his Lily...even if she officially wasn't his yet...
~*~*~*~
Harry shook his head as he stole a glance at his father. He had tried multiple times before to explain to James he wasn't interested in Lily but his father, as he learned, could be quite thick headed and stubborn when it came to such things.
All though, he had to admit, it was fun to see just how much his father cared for his mother.
"Maybe you should go ask James to work with you," he whispered to Lily. "You know, so that he will get it though his thick skull I'm not interested in you the way he is."
"The way he is?" Lily asked innocently, staring at Harry with startled eyes. Harry raised an eyebrow at her.
"Isn't it obvious? He's nothing short of jealous. He really thinks that I have some thing for you."
"But why would he care if you did?" Lily asked, with a slight blush. Sure, she knew the answer, or at least, the one she hoped to hear, but still: it would be nice to hear it from someone else-then if the gods willed it, James himself.
"Because he likes you Lily," Harry laughed, not believing how silly his mother was being. Ever since that day at the tryouts, he had gotten to know the woman he had never been able to know better he could have dreamed.
She was as kind, as sweet, and as caring as he thought her to be. And not too surprisingly, seeing as Sirius and Lupin had told him this many times before, they had plenty in common.
Both he and his mother loved to sit outside and study the things around them, listening the comfort of the tranquility around them. They both excelled in charms and defending themself with a wand, although he was certain most of that talent, as well as Quidditch, came from his father.
Lily giggled slightly then turned to look at James, who at that moment was indeed, staring between the two of them, only ceasing when he caught those emerald eyes staring at him, and quickly pretended to be interested in Sirius grunts of annoyance.
How great was this? Not only had she gotten her beau to notice her, but he was actually jealous over her as well! Now how many girls could honestly state claims such as these? And to think: she wasn't even trying to make him jealous.
Poor Harry. If this continued, Sirius would end up breaking up his face, just to shut James's pouts up...
~*~*~*~*~
"And did you see the way he was laughing about it all?!" James shouted to his surrounding friends. Both Peter and Sirius groaned as Lupin merely shook his head in reply, not really paying much attention to his friend as he tried to study for the upcoming Potions exam. He was due to work with Serverus Snape in only a couple of hours...since it wouldn't be long until the moon would come out of hiding and he would have to be placed in the Shrieking Shack until the following morning.
James had been ranting like this ever since he'd seen Harry stick up for Lily and he was getting quite exhausting: if you tried to give him advice on how to tell Lily his feelings, he state he had no idea what you were speaking of, on the other hand, if you tried not to ignore him in anyway on the subject, he proceeding to go into fits of 'how dare you not care'.
Which was exactly what he was doing now, seeing as Sirius and Peter placed pillowed over their heads and Lupin was carefully trying to read.
"You don't understand what's its like to be the way I am right now!" James accused the three of them, a hurt expression on his face. "At least try to listen to my pain!"
"Not when it's causing US so much grief in the process!" Peter's muffled cry came from under the pillow.
"And we do understand what you're going through: it's called hormones," Sirius grumbled matter of factly.
"I am not going through hormones!" James cried. "I already have hormones! I don't need to go through those anymore! This is about some guy trying to put the moves on my girl and no one even cares!"
"But Serverus does it all the time, and not once did you ever over react about it," Lupin pointed out, turing a page of his 1001 Ways to Build the Perfect Potions, 6th Edition.
"But we're talkin Snivillus!" James cried. "Who WOULD be threatened by THAT git? No, this fool looks, talks, and acts like me!"
"Not nessiarly," Lupin stated calmly. "For instance: he's not being as immature as you are right now."
"I'm not being immature!" James shouted at his friend, his fingers curling up into small fist at his sides. Lupin stared at them unphased, then after pausing to raise an eyebrow at James, went straight back to reading his book.
"You're ranting over something you've already told us five separate times about a girl that isn't even your girlfriend. So it's either immaturity, jealousy, or prehapes...both." he yawned, turning to another page with interest.
"Padfoot!" James cried, whipping his head around to stare at his raven haired friend who at the moment groaned in annoyance. "Tell him I'm not immature or jealous!"
"Hey, leave me out of this!"
"Well who's side are YOU on!" James shouted, folding his arms over his chest and huffing angrily.
Lupin rolled his eyes and slammed his book closed. "Look, I really don't have time for this because I'm going to be late for my study lesson. But James, if this is really, truly bothering you then maybe you should go talk to Lily about this."
"Talk to her about what?"
"Maybe about how you feel?"
"I don't know WHAT you're talking about!" James shouted, making the trio groan. "It has nothing to do with me liking her...cause if I did I would have told her already!"
"But you JUST said-"
"Details, details!" James waved off. "It's the principle of the whole thing! Harry thinking he can come in on my parade and reign! It's mad!"
"Whatever Prongs," Lupin stated, gathering his books in his arms and heading toward the door of their dorm room. "You just keep living in that twisted little world of yours, meanwhile, if you need me for anything of true importance, I'll be in the library until nightfall."
"What are you going there for?" James asked, both Peter and Sirius staring at him disbelieved at how calm he quickly became.
"I told you already: I'm going to have a study session with Serverus. Potions he may be but Transfigurations he ain't."
"What are you going to help that git for?" James asked, frowning up slightly. Lupin sighed.
"James, I'm not having this argument again. I already had it with Sirius and quite frankly, I'm not in the mood for it."
"What argument? Wait, what I miss?"
"Nevermind it," Lupin snapped, avoiding the eyes of his friends. "...you just worry about Harry and Lily, and I'll worry about Serverus and myself."
James watched as his friend quickly departed, not even bothering to at least say 'goodbye'.
He turned to face Sirius, his face quizical as he noted the rather sour look on his best friend's face. Peter, at this point, had finally come completely from under the pillow and now was doing some studing of his own.
"What was that all about Padfoot?"
"Huh? Oh...it's nothing Prongs," Sirius said with a slight growl to his voice, making James frown up and Peter glance over at them, now distracted from his reading.
"It must be something...you growled," Peter stated softly.
"I ALWAYS growl!" Sirius snapped defensively, making Peter jump slightly.
"Yeah...but not like that," James agreed. "And don't snap at Wormtail, he was only stating a fact."
Sirius sighed. "Yeah...sorry about that Wormy."
Peter sighed. He rather didn't like be around Sirius when he was upset, especially if James wasn't anywhere near them. Sirius had a bad temper and it seemed only James could really keep it in line...and when that wasn't the case, then it was Lupin.
But then, nine times out of ten, Lupin was the reason Sirius was upset in the first place...
"That's alright Paddy."
Sirius sent him a sharp look at the word 'Paddy' and Wormtail only raised his eyebrow at him and smiled brightly. James snickered.
"But I mean, since when was Lupin and that greasy haired bastard on a first name bases?" Sirius complained. "And every time I turn around, it's 'Oh, I have to study with Serverus' or 'I can't now Padfoot, Serverus is expecting me.'! I mean, damn, doesn't it bother you?"
James stared at his friend with slight concern. "Well actually...no. I never really thought about it that much Padfoot. But now I have a new question: How come you do?"
The room was silent. James continued to stare at his friend with slight concern as Sirius looked away from him, only to meet the eyes of another concerned friend, who at this point, had shut his book.
"...it's nothing like that, really," he began.
James mouth made a large 'O' shape. "You MEAN..."
"I SAID it was nothing LIKE that!" Sirius snapped.
"Okay, so just what IS it like?" James demanded, trying hard to hide his amazed look and keep a steady face. Peter darted his eyes back and forth between the two, oblivious to what exactly they were talking about.
Sirius sighed. "Look Prongs...it's like odd okay? I mean I think I'm confused, or something..."
"I sure as hell know I am," Peter stated, still studying the two. His statement was ignored.
"Well...what do you feel? Or how do you feel?" James asked softly.
"That's just it," Sirius laughed. "I don't really know how I feel! I mean, when he says he's going off with Snape, I get so suspicious that something else is gonna happen."
"You mean...more then studying?" James stated softly.
"Yeah...and I dunno, it just makes me...upset," Sirius stated softly, sitting up on his bed. "Upset and confused cause I don't know what's wrong with me."
"Uh...maybe because you want what's best for Moony?" James offered. "I mean you always say he's like a little brother..."
"No James, you and Peter are like my little brothers," Sirius mumbled. "But this...this is different..."
"OH!" Peter stated loudly, clapping a hand over his mouth, his eyes wide with shock. James rose an eyebrow. "Just catching up?"
Peter tossed him a look then turned back to Sirius, a concerned expression on his face. He took in a deep breath then finally, spoke again. "Then perhaps maybe James isn't the only one that should tell people how they feel."
"What ARE you people talking about with that!" James demanded. Peter waved him off. "I mean, maybe if you told Lupin about your feelings, then something could be done about this Snape business. Otherwise, you look like a possessive friend."
Both Gryffindors stared at Peter in shock.
He stared between them and hunched his shoulders. "Well it sounded like something Moony would say."
"Yeah...but coming from you...wow, you should do it more often," James stated, slowly nodding his head.
Peter blushed. "Thanks."
"You know Wormy-"
"Wormtail. Wormy is just odd."
"Okay, Wormtail," Sirius corrected himself, rolling his eyes at his friend. "I think I might take you up on your advice. I just might do that."
"Good, you too James," Peter stated in a mock stern manner.
James blinked at him in confusion. "Again-what are you people talking about?"
There was a loud groan between his two friends. "What?"
A/N:
I promise you that I WILL update this story either next Saturday or sometime sooner! You have my word. Thanks for reading!
Next Chapter:
James faces off against Harry ::gasp::, Snape does a little taunting to poor Sirius ::double gasp::, Narcissa thinking of a scheme to get rid of the competition, play wise and man wise ::triple gasp:: and since he wasn't in the last Chapter: Enter Voldemort (for real this time) ::applauds::
TBC...