Author's Notes: Well, this is the second chapter to my Marauders -- Year
One story. =D! I'm really sorry about the first chapter coming out so
short. I wasn't intending for it to, and, again, I'm really sorry. But this
one will definitely be longer. I didn't wait for anybody to review my first
chapter before I started on this one, but that's only because I wanted to
get a longer chapter up -- for you guys. So, here we go.
Chapter Two
The sun's light beamed brightly through the parted curtains around his four- poster bed, and James' eyes fluttered opened. Almost instantly, he snatched his glasses from the end table beside his bed and placed them on his head. With a yawn, he sat up and threw his covers off -- right hand ruffling those darkened locks of hair. Gaze shifted to the bed to his left, where Remus Lupin had already left.
After a moment of sitting there on his bed in silence, he climbed to his bare feet and went to changing.
*
The Great Hall was bustling with noise as the students lined their appropriate tables and ate their breakfast while chattering with one another. James entered the Hall, right hand once more ruffling those ebony locks to make them go astray -- styled wildly. The Gryffindor table was already packed with students, but he managed to pick Lupin out almost at once. He beamed to him, and then moved to take a seat beside him. "Mornin', Remus," James started as he began to pile a few pancakes and sausages onto his plate. "Sleep well?"
"Yes, James, I did," he replied, whilst looking up at the sound of an owl hooting. Not a mere moment later did the Great Hall's ceiling become covered with various owls against the blue sky that painted the ceiling. The owls, hooting over the sound of their flapping wings, flew over the four house tables -- dropping postage along as they went. Lupin reached out and caught a copy of The Daily Prophet in his hands. Without another word, he unfolded it and began to read, after he pushed his empty plate to the side.
"The Daily Prophet, eh? I prefer The Quibbler. A lot more interesting than the things the blokes at the Daily Prophet come up with," James stated, as he caught a package of his own and began to unwrap it. "Aww, look at that. Mum and dad sent me some pastries," James spoke with a grin and held one out to Remus, "D'you want one, mate?"
Remus looked up from his paper and licked his lips, reaching out a hand to take one, "Thanks," he responded, giving a nod and taking a bite from the pastry. "You know, The Quibbler is complete rubbish. Everything in it is a lie," Lupin replied, matter-of-factly.
"..'course it is. You didn't think I knew that? I just said it was interesting," beamed James.
"Excuse me," came a voice from behind the two. When James and Remus turned around, they saw a rather handsome young man with chin-length black hair. "D'you guys mind if I join you?"
James and Remus looked at one another and shrugged. "Sure, have a seat," James spoke, turning back to his food. He stabbed his fork into his sausage and took a bite out of it. "What's your name?"
"Sirius Black," the boy replied. "And you?"
"James Potter. And that's Remus Lupin," James introduced himself and Lupin, seeing as Lupin had once more buried his nose in his copy of The Daily Prophet.
*
Classes seemed to go by at a rather fast pace that day. Dinner was growing near with each passing moment, and the three new friends were found to be sitting under a large maple tree that was planted twenty to thirty feet from the large lake in front of the school. Remus was leaning back against the tree, the book from the night before opened in his lap. Sirius, however, stared rather harshly at a lanky young man at another tree -- a young boy with greasy black hair and a rather large nose, whom was reading Perfectly Potions.
"See that boy over there?" Sirius piped in to break the silence and pointed towards the boy.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah," James said as he turned from the girl he was looking at. The girl had shoulder-length red hair and the most brilliantly emerald eyes James had ever seen. "Who is he?"
"Severus Snape," Sirius snorted before continuing, "the most annoying prat in the entire school."
"He seemed nice when I talked to him," Lupin said without looking up from his book.
"He probably fancies you. He seems the type," said Sirius as he grinned towards Remus.
Remus shook his head and continued with his reading. James, on the other hand, pointed towards the girl he had gone back to staring at. "Who is she, Sirius?" he asked as he beamed at Sirius.
"Hmm? Oh, her. That's Lily Evans. She's a muggle-born," Sirius responded with a nod.
"Lily, huh? I think I'll introduce myself to her a little later," James said as he turned back to his friends. "She seems busy right now, with all her friends and all."
"Right. Wouldn't want to get rejected in front of all those people," snorted Sirius, which caused Remus to chuckle to himself.
*
When the time for dinner had arrived, the Great Hall was once more bustling with the noise of chatting, hungry students. Sirius, James and Remus had taken a seat on the end of the Gryffindor table that was furthest from the staff table, where they were all seated tight together. All eyes were on the issue of The Daily Prophet, reading over the story on the front page about another muggle killing.
"You know," Remus started as he pulled back and slapped a chicken wing onto his plate, "if you guys are so interested in The Daily Prophet, you should all subscribe."
"Why would we do that?" Sirius replied, pulling back to pile some mashed potatoes on his own plate. "We can just look at yours," he said, beaming at Remus.
Remus shook his head and chuckled to himself. James, on the other hand, was climbing up from his seat and brushing down his usually unruly hair with his hands.
"I'll be right back, guys," he said as he began to walk along the length of the Gryffindor table. He came to a stop when he reached the spot where Lily and her friends were seated. He placed a hand on her shoulder and tapped it lightly to get her attention. "S'cuse me. Mind if I have a seat?" he asked with a grin.
Lily stopped in mid-sentence and peered over her shoulder at him with a sarcastic smile on her face. "You know, I don't mind, but." she started as she turned back to her friends, "this end's full. You should go back over with your friends."
".right, then," James replied with a look of defeat on his face. He sulked back over to his end of the table and plopped down next to a cackling Sirius Black.
"Nice one, mate!" Sirius said between cackles.
"Yes. Very nice indeed," Remus said, halting his laughs. "She's all over you, James."
"Stuff it, you gits," James snapped and he dropped his head onto the table.
*
Dinner had long since ended, and the trio had returned to the Gryffindor tower and circled around a long table near one of the fires. They were all silent, aside from the scratching of their quills against parchment.
The silence had been getting to James, so he broke it with an exasperated sigh and a drop of his quill. "Bloody hell," he exclaimed, leaning back against the couch, "you think they give us enough homework?!"
"Well, it's for our own good," Remus started, finishing off his Potions homework and rolling his parchment up. "With You-Know-Who running around, we need to know how to defend ourselves. Even if Hogwarts is the safest place right now."
"Voldemort will never get to us here," Sirius spoke up, stuffing his unfinished homework into his school bag, "he's too afraid of Dumbledore to come near Hogwarts."
"Well what about during summer break, Sirius?" Remus said as he put away his rolled up parchment, closed up his ink bottle, and placed his ink bottle and quill into his school bag as well.
"He has a point, Sirius," James snorted, "as much as I hate to admit it. Anyway, I'm going to bed. I'm tired."
"Right. So'm I," Remus interrupted as he stood up with his school bag and made for the stairs.
"Coming, Sirius?" James said as he, too, stood up.
"Yeah," Sirius replied, standing up with his things as well, "Let's go."
UPDATED AUTHOR'S NOTES: A few things were brought to my attention through reviews, and I thank you all. I'm now aware that I have changed Lily's hair color. X_x;. Well, I've fixed that now. A few other things that were brought to my attention will be changed as well, though perhaps not in this chapter but in coming chapters. Again, thank you all for your support as well as your reviews. You guys are great. 33. Oh, yes, I'm getting to work on the third chapter. Here are a few clues as to what's coming: the marauders group will come to a count of four, their first prank will be pulled, and a mysterious disappearance of one of the friends will leave the others confused!
Chapter Two
The sun's light beamed brightly through the parted curtains around his four- poster bed, and James' eyes fluttered opened. Almost instantly, he snatched his glasses from the end table beside his bed and placed them on his head. With a yawn, he sat up and threw his covers off -- right hand ruffling those darkened locks of hair. Gaze shifted to the bed to his left, where Remus Lupin had already left.
After a moment of sitting there on his bed in silence, he climbed to his bare feet and went to changing.
*
The Great Hall was bustling with noise as the students lined their appropriate tables and ate their breakfast while chattering with one another. James entered the Hall, right hand once more ruffling those ebony locks to make them go astray -- styled wildly. The Gryffindor table was already packed with students, but he managed to pick Lupin out almost at once. He beamed to him, and then moved to take a seat beside him. "Mornin', Remus," James started as he began to pile a few pancakes and sausages onto his plate. "Sleep well?"
"Yes, James, I did," he replied, whilst looking up at the sound of an owl hooting. Not a mere moment later did the Great Hall's ceiling become covered with various owls against the blue sky that painted the ceiling. The owls, hooting over the sound of their flapping wings, flew over the four house tables -- dropping postage along as they went. Lupin reached out and caught a copy of The Daily Prophet in his hands. Without another word, he unfolded it and began to read, after he pushed his empty plate to the side.
"The Daily Prophet, eh? I prefer The Quibbler. A lot more interesting than the things the blokes at the Daily Prophet come up with," James stated, as he caught a package of his own and began to unwrap it. "Aww, look at that. Mum and dad sent me some pastries," James spoke with a grin and held one out to Remus, "D'you want one, mate?"
Remus looked up from his paper and licked his lips, reaching out a hand to take one, "Thanks," he responded, giving a nod and taking a bite from the pastry. "You know, The Quibbler is complete rubbish. Everything in it is a lie," Lupin replied, matter-of-factly.
"..'course it is. You didn't think I knew that? I just said it was interesting," beamed James.
"Excuse me," came a voice from behind the two. When James and Remus turned around, they saw a rather handsome young man with chin-length black hair. "D'you guys mind if I join you?"
James and Remus looked at one another and shrugged. "Sure, have a seat," James spoke, turning back to his food. He stabbed his fork into his sausage and took a bite out of it. "What's your name?"
"Sirius Black," the boy replied. "And you?"
"James Potter. And that's Remus Lupin," James introduced himself and Lupin, seeing as Lupin had once more buried his nose in his copy of The Daily Prophet.
*
Classes seemed to go by at a rather fast pace that day. Dinner was growing near with each passing moment, and the three new friends were found to be sitting under a large maple tree that was planted twenty to thirty feet from the large lake in front of the school. Remus was leaning back against the tree, the book from the night before opened in his lap. Sirius, however, stared rather harshly at a lanky young man at another tree -- a young boy with greasy black hair and a rather large nose, whom was reading Perfectly Potions.
"See that boy over there?" Sirius piped in to break the silence and pointed towards the boy.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah," James said as he turned from the girl he was looking at. The girl had shoulder-length red hair and the most brilliantly emerald eyes James had ever seen. "Who is he?"
"Severus Snape," Sirius snorted before continuing, "the most annoying prat in the entire school."
"He seemed nice when I talked to him," Lupin said without looking up from his book.
"He probably fancies you. He seems the type," said Sirius as he grinned towards Remus.
Remus shook his head and continued with his reading. James, on the other hand, pointed towards the girl he had gone back to staring at. "Who is she, Sirius?" he asked as he beamed at Sirius.
"Hmm? Oh, her. That's Lily Evans. She's a muggle-born," Sirius responded with a nod.
"Lily, huh? I think I'll introduce myself to her a little later," James said as he turned back to his friends. "She seems busy right now, with all her friends and all."
"Right. Wouldn't want to get rejected in front of all those people," snorted Sirius, which caused Remus to chuckle to himself.
*
When the time for dinner had arrived, the Great Hall was once more bustling with the noise of chatting, hungry students. Sirius, James and Remus had taken a seat on the end of the Gryffindor table that was furthest from the staff table, where they were all seated tight together. All eyes were on the issue of The Daily Prophet, reading over the story on the front page about another muggle killing.
"You know," Remus started as he pulled back and slapped a chicken wing onto his plate, "if you guys are so interested in The Daily Prophet, you should all subscribe."
"Why would we do that?" Sirius replied, pulling back to pile some mashed potatoes on his own plate. "We can just look at yours," he said, beaming at Remus.
Remus shook his head and chuckled to himself. James, on the other hand, was climbing up from his seat and brushing down his usually unruly hair with his hands.
"I'll be right back, guys," he said as he began to walk along the length of the Gryffindor table. He came to a stop when he reached the spot where Lily and her friends were seated. He placed a hand on her shoulder and tapped it lightly to get her attention. "S'cuse me. Mind if I have a seat?" he asked with a grin.
Lily stopped in mid-sentence and peered over her shoulder at him with a sarcastic smile on her face. "You know, I don't mind, but." she started as she turned back to her friends, "this end's full. You should go back over with your friends."
".right, then," James replied with a look of defeat on his face. He sulked back over to his end of the table and plopped down next to a cackling Sirius Black.
"Nice one, mate!" Sirius said between cackles.
"Yes. Very nice indeed," Remus said, halting his laughs. "She's all over you, James."
"Stuff it, you gits," James snapped and he dropped his head onto the table.
*
Dinner had long since ended, and the trio had returned to the Gryffindor tower and circled around a long table near one of the fires. They were all silent, aside from the scratching of their quills against parchment.
The silence had been getting to James, so he broke it with an exasperated sigh and a drop of his quill. "Bloody hell," he exclaimed, leaning back against the couch, "you think they give us enough homework?!"
"Well, it's for our own good," Remus started, finishing off his Potions homework and rolling his parchment up. "With You-Know-Who running around, we need to know how to defend ourselves. Even if Hogwarts is the safest place right now."
"Voldemort will never get to us here," Sirius spoke up, stuffing his unfinished homework into his school bag, "he's too afraid of Dumbledore to come near Hogwarts."
"Well what about during summer break, Sirius?" Remus said as he put away his rolled up parchment, closed up his ink bottle, and placed his ink bottle and quill into his school bag as well.
"He has a point, Sirius," James snorted, "as much as I hate to admit it. Anyway, I'm going to bed. I'm tired."
"Right. So'm I," Remus interrupted as he stood up with his school bag and made for the stairs.
"Coming, Sirius?" James said as he, too, stood up.
"Yeah," Sirius replied, standing up with his things as well, "Let's go."
UPDATED AUTHOR'S NOTES: A few things were brought to my attention through reviews, and I thank you all. I'm now aware that I have changed Lily's hair color. X_x;. Well, I've fixed that now. A few other things that were brought to my attention will be changed as well, though perhaps not in this chapter but in coming chapters. Again, thank you all for your support as well as your reviews. You guys are great. 33. Oh, yes, I'm getting to work on the third chapter. Here are a few clues as to what's coming: the marauders group will come to a count of four, their first prank will be pulled, and a mysterious disappearance of one of the friends will leave the others confused!