AN- Look! I'm alive! IT'S AN UPDATE!! And this AN is very short because I'm now going to BED. I hope yall enjoy, I'll work on some more soon, promise! I have it planned, it's just the issue of typing it all!
Disclaimer- Not mine. No sue, I need the money.
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"Now that we're here, where do we go?" James asked, staring around him in confusion. There were cars flying up and down the streets, and quite frankly, they were making him nervous.
Sirius looked around, beaming happily. He'd always wanted to do this, but now he didn't know what to do first.
"Why not that store?" Remus asked, pointing at a small store that seemed to be covered in music notes. "I've always wondered what muggle music sounds like. It's got to be better than the junk they play on the Wizard's Wireless…"
"Great idea Moony!" Sirius grabbed Remus's hand and started running towards the store. He would have run straight into a moving car if Remus hadn't stopped him.
"Whoa love," Remus laughed, "not so fast!"
"Fine, fine." Sirius grumbled as he stood, impatiently watching the traffic. James walked up moments later as he had been casually walked while Sirius bolted and Remus was drug.
Sirius was watching the traffic intently, waiting for an opening. Consequently, he noticed it long before Remus and James. Remus turned to him in confusing when he felt the jabbing pain in his upper arm where Sirius was poking him.
"Sirius! OW! What IS it?" he asked in annoyance, rubbing the now sore spot on his arm.
Sirius was still staring at the road, his eyes as wide as saucers. Remus followed his gaze until his eyes came to rest on the object of Sirius's fascination.
It was a motorcycle.
"I want one Moony." Sirius stated, still staring at it.
"Start saving your Knuts then." Remus smirked. Everything with Sirius tended to be 'love at first sight'. This, of course, was no different. "C'mon love, we can cross now."
Sirius nodded and allowed himself to be led across the street, his eyes never leaving the bike.
James grinned when they finally reached the other side. "I think you've been replaced Rem, he's staring more at that…whatsit…than at you!"
Sirius spluttered indignantly, currently being incapable of coherent speech.
"It's called a motorcycle Prongs." Remus said, obviously ignoring the rest of James's remark. "If you'd paid more attention last year when we were studying muggle travel instead of staring at Lily…"
"Stuff it Wolf Boy." James muttered. Remus simply laughed.
"Moony, you KNOW that nothing will EVER replace you!" Sirius exclaimed, finally having regained the use of his vocal chords and the composure to form coherent sentences. "But he's got a point Prongs." Sirius smirked with the drastic change in topic before turning to Remus in confusion. "Where was I that day? I'm sure I would have remembered something like THAT…"
"I know Siri, James was just being a prat." Remus stated, giving Sirius's hand a light squeeze. "And you were sleeping."
"Dreaming about Moony!" James crowed.
Remus just rolled his eyes and stopped walking. "We're here."
Sirius stopped glaring at James and smiled brightly before running through the door, dragging Remus behind him. Again.
"SIRIUS!" Remus shouted, once again forcing him to halt. "Calm. Down. I don't want to kiss the ground today."
Sirius grinned sheepishly and ducked his head. "Sorry Moony."
James was laughing again. Sirius hadn't made it two steps before Remus had stopped him. In fact, he still hadn't made it through the door. "Never thought I'd seen the day someone could control you Padfoot!"
"Cork it. S'not like Lily Evans doesn't have you wrapped around her little finger, whether she wants to or not hardly matters." Sirius replied with a smirk as James turned a lovely shade of pink. He wrapped his arm around a laughing Remus's waist. "Now are we going it…Calmly. Or not?"
Remus smiled and tugged lightly at Sirius's hand. "C'mon." Sirius bounced happily along behind him and through the door at last.
~*~
The moment they walked into the store, they were assaulted by music so loud that Remus nearly jumped in fright.
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You say you want a revolution, well you know,
We all want to change the world…
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Sirius looked like a kid who'd just been given a lifetime supply of Chocolate Frogs. The music was upbeat, loud, and he absolutely loved it.
James looked around in awe at all the records in the room before his eyes landed on the muggle who was watching them from behind the counter. He 'gently' prodded Sirius and nodded his head in the direction of the aforementioned muggle.
Sirius quickly came back to reality as he saw the muggle. He looked like a teenager, maybe a few years older than them. The strange thing was that he was STARING. As he looked around, Sirius noticed that he wasn't the only one staring either. There were about seven other teenaged muggles staring as well.
"Err, James?" Sirius asked, watching the muggles warily.
"Yeah?"
"We've managed to become the center of attention without trying." Sirius remarked, looking nervously around the room. At Hogwarts they had always sought to attract attention, but then he always knew WHY they were in the limelight. This attention was not only unwanted, but unsettling as well.
"That we do." James said calmly. "So what are we doing here again?"
"Checking out muggle music." Remus replied. If the attention was unsettling for Sirius, it was downright nerve-racking for Remus. Sirius apparently noticed this and pulled him closer, if possible.
James smirked. "You know, it's not be they're staring at."
Sirius gave him a blank stare.
"They're staring at you two." James said in way of explanation. Remus caught the idea and blushed. Sirius still looked clueless. "Geeze Sirius! You are so naïve at times!" James threw his hands in the air in exasperation. "You two. Together…"
"Oh." Sirius blushed even darker than Remus. "Do people really have a problem with us?" He looked genuinely confused.
James smirked and nodded. "Naïve."
Sirius glared at him, but didn't let go of Remus. "Well, lets find out about this music, shall we?"
Remus quickly nodded and walked with Sirius to the counter. Most of the people were slowly going back to the business and ignoring them.
"Hello." Sirius said politely to the muggle behind the counter. Now that they were closer, the nametag on his shirt was visible. It claimed his name was 'Ralph'.
"Can I help you?" 'Ralph' didn't look quite as shell shocked anymore, he didn't look like he was eager to help them, but that could just be because he was working.
"We were interested in some music." Sirius stated happily, not noticing that this was quite obvious.
"Obviously." 'Ralph' replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Sirius wasn't fazed. "What would you suggest?"
'Ralph' stared at him in shock. "Where do you come from that you don't know anything about music?"
"A rotten family that suppressed any knowledge of happiness." Sirius replied with a smirk.
"Parents that were scared of me." Remus added.
"An extremely over protective mother who thinks Mozart is the best thing since…something…" James stopped himself before he said something wizard related.
'Ralph's' eyebrows lifted slightly. He hadn't expected three different stories.
"Wow, well, we don't have many people come in here with that sort of …problem. Would it be too nosey to ask how you got here now?" 'Ralph' was warming up to the trio, interesting conversation was often hard to come by. Especially in this part of town, everyone really kept to themselves.
"I ran away, went to Remus's house," Sirius nodded his head at Remus, "we went to visit James," another nod in James's direction, "and evidently I'm rather good at talking his dad into things."
'Ralph' smiled. Definitely interesting customers. "So you're Remus and James, that leaves you." He looked to Remus, then James, then back to Sirius.
"Sorry. Sirius, Sirius Black. And that's the S-I-R-I-U-S sort of Sirius." Sirius smiled and shook 'Ralph's' hand.
"I'm Ralph."
"We could tell." Sirius gestured towards the nametag. Ralph looked down and laughed. "So what sort of music would you suggest?" Sirius asked, returning to the original topic of conversation.
Ralph grinned. "Well, this stuff playing belongs to my Boss, it's okay, but about ten years old. The Beatles if you're interested."
"Sounds great." Remus said quickly. "Where's it at?"
~*~
The three of them left the store twenty minutes later with lighter pockets and bags laden with records.
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Please R&R! Love yall! Thanks for being patient with me!
Disclaimer- Not mine. No sue, I need the money.
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"Now that we're here, where do we go?" James asked, staring around him in confusion. There were cars flying up and down the streets, and quite frankly, they were making him nervous.
Sirius looked around, beaming happily. He'd always wanted to do this, but now he didn't know what to do first.
"Why not that store?" Remus asked, pointing at a small store that seemed to be covered in music notes. "I've always wondered what muggle music sounds like. It's got to be better than the junk they play on the Wizard's Wireless…"
"Great idea Moony!" Sirius grabbed Remus's hand and started running towards the store. He would have run straight into a moving car if Remus hadn't stopped him.
"Whoa love," Remus laughed, "not so fast!"
"Fine, fine." Sirius grumbled as he stood, impatiently watching the traffic. James walked up moments later as he had been casually walked while Sirius bolted and Remus was drug.
Sirius was watching the traffic intently, waiting for an opening. Consequently, he noticed it long before Remus and James. Remus turned to him in confusing when he felt the jabbing pain in his upper arm where Sirius was poking him.
"Sirius! OW! What IS it?" he asked in annoyance, rubbing the now sore spot on his arm.
Sirius was still staring at the road, his eyes as wide as saucers. Remus followed his gaze until his eyes came to rest on the object of Sirius's fascination.
It was a motorcycle.
"I want one Moony." Sirius stated, still staring at it.
"Start saving your Knuts then." Remus smirked. Everything with Sirius tended to be 'love at first sight'. This, of course, was no different. "C'mon love, we can cross now."
Sirius nodded and allowed himself to be led across the street, his eyes never leaving the bike.
James grinned when they finally reached the other side. "I think you've been replaced Rem, he's staring more at that…whatsit…than at you!"
Sirius spluttered indignantly, currently being incapable of coherent speech.
"It's called a motorcycle Prongs." Remus said, obviously ignoring the rest of James's remark. "If you'd paid more attention last year when we were studying muggle travel instead of staring at Lily…"
"Stuff it Wolf Boy." James muttered. Remus simply laughed.
"Moony, you KNOW that nothing will EVER replace you!" Sirius exclaimed, finally having regained the use of his vocal chords and the composure to form coherent sentences. "But he's got a point Prongs." Sirius smirked with the drastic change in topic before turning to Remus in confusion. "Where was I that day? I'm sure I would have remembered something like THAT…"
"I know Siri, James was just being a prat." Remus stated, giving Sirius's hand a light squeeze. "And you were sleeping."
"Dreaming about Moony!" James crowed.
Remus just rolled his eyes and stopped walking. "We're here."
Sirius stopped glaring at James and smiled brightly before running through the door, dragging Remus behind him. Again.
"SIRIUS!" Remus shouted, once again forcing him to halt. "Calm. Down. I don't want to kiss the ground today."
Sirius grinned sheepishly and ducked his head. "Sorry Moony."
James was laughing again. Sirius hadn't made it two steps before Remus had stopped him. In fact, he still hadn't made it through the door. "Never thought I'd seen the day someone could control you Padfoot!"
"Cork it. S'not like Lily Evans doesn't have you wrapped around her little finger, whether she wants to or not hardly matters." Sirius replied with a smirk as James turned a lovely shade of pink. He wrapped his arm around a laughing Remus's waist. "Now are we going it…Calmly. Or not?"
Remus smiled and tugged lightly at Sirius's hand. "C'mon." Sirius bounced happily along behind him and through the door at last.
~*~
The moment they walked into the store, they were assaulted by music so loud that Remus nearly jumped in fright.
---
You say you want a revolution, well you know,
We all want to change the world…
---
Sirius looked like a kid who'd just been given a lifetime supply of Chocolate Frogs. The music was upbeat, loud, and he absolutely loved it.
James looked around in awe at all the records in the room before his eyes landed on the muggle who was watching them from behind the counter. He 'gently' prodded Sirius and nodded his head in the direction of the aforementioned muggle.
Sirius quickly came back to reality as he saw the muggle. He looked like a teenager, maybe a few years older than them. The strange thing was that he was STARING. As he looked around, Sirius noticed that he wasn't the only one staring either. There were about seven other teenaged muggles staring as well.
"Err, James?" Sirius asked, watching the muggles warily.
"Yeah?"
"We've managed to become the center of attention without trying." Sirius remarked, looking nervously around the room. At Hogwarts they had always sought to attract attention, but then he always knew WHY they were in the limelight. This attention was not only unwanted, but unsettling as well.
"That we do." James said calmly. "So what are we doing here again?"
"Checking out muggle music." Remus replied. If the attention was unsettling for Sirius, it was downright nerve-racking for Remus. Sirius apparently noticed this and pulled him closer, if possible.
James smirked. "You know, it's not be they're staring at."
Sirius gave him a blank stare.
"They're staring at you two." James said in way of explanation. Remus caught the idea and blushed. Sirius still looked clueless. "Geeze Sirius! You are so naïve at times!" James threw his hands in the air in exasperation. "You two. Together…"
"Oh." Sirius blushed even darker than Remus. "Do people really have a problem with us?" He looked genuinely confused.
James smirked and nodded. "Naïve."
Sirius glared at him, but didn't let go of Remus. "Well, lets find out about this music, shall we?"
Remus quickly nodded and walked with Sirius to the counter. Most of the people were slowly going back to the business and ignoring them.
"Hello." Sirius said politely to the muggle behind the counter. Now that they were closer, the nametag on his shirt was visible. It claimed his name was 'Ralph'.
"Can I help you?" 'Ralph' didn't look quite as shell shocked anymore, he didn't look like he was eager to help them, but that could just be because he was working.
"We were interested in some music." Sirius stated happily, not noticing that this was quite obvious.
"Obviously." 'Ralph' replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Sirius wasn't fazed. "What would you suggest?"
'Ralph' stared at him in shock. "Where do you come from that you don't know anything about music?"
"A rotten family that suppressed any knowledge of happiness." Sirius replied with a smirk.
"Parents that were scared of me." Remus added.
"An extremely over protective mother who thinks Mozart is the best thing since…something…" James stopped himself before he said something wizard related.
'Ralph's' eyebrows lifted slightly. He hadn't expected three different stories.
"Wow, well, we don't have many people come in here with that sort of …problem. Would it be too nosey to ask how you got here now?" 'Ralph' was warming up to the trio, interesting conversation was often hard to come by. Especially in this part of town, everyone really kept to themselves.
"I ran away, went to Remus's house," Sirius nodded his head at Remus, "we went to visit James," another nod in James's direction, "and evidently I'm rather good at talking his dad into things."
'Ralph' smiled. Definitely interesting customers. "So you're Remus and James, that leaves you." He looked to Remus, then James, then back to Sirius.
"Sorry. Sirius, Sirius Black. And that's the S-I-R-I-U-S sort of Sirius." Sirius smiled and shook 'Ralph's' hand.
"I'm Ralph."
"We could tell." Sirius gestured towards the nametag. Ralph looked down and laughed. "So what sort of music would you suggest?" Sirius asked, returning to the original topic of conversation.
Ralph grinned. "Well, this stuff playing belongs to my Boss, it's okay, but about ten years old. The Beatles if you're interested."
"Sounds great." Remus said quickly. "Where's it at?"
~*~
The three of them left the store twenty minutes later with lighter pockets and bags laden with records.
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Please R&R! Love yall! Thanks for being patient with me!