Hey! Thank you for the reviews!
Rogue Reviewer= thanx for your advise, I'll try it. I really only started this story for a lark. Thanx for your input (
Buzzbuzz16= I'm glad you liked it! I'll try to keep it as funny, but I must admit, James as a duck was a stroke of genius (j/k ( ).
Now, as you all know I do NOT own Harry Potter. If I did. hmmm. well, the fact is I don't and I have to live with that (.
Now, onto the story.
Sirius Black and ???
*Snore*, *snore*, *snore*. Sirius rolled over and burried his head under his pillow.
*Cricket*, *cricket*, *cricket*. Sirius flipped back onto his back and stared at the celing of the tent.
"Wa-waddya mean? No. No chocolate. Want Bertie Botts." Sirius grinned in the dark. That could only be Peter. With a sigh Sirius realised that there was no way he was going to fall asleep with so much noise. Mind you, maybe it was just the excitement of the Quidditch match in a few hours that was keeping Sirius awake. Whatever the reason an idle Sirius always equals trouble.
Throwing the covers off him, Sirius climbed out of his sleeping bag and wandered into the "living room/kitchen". A small space in the tent with a table, a kettle and the food. Sirius sat for a minute, but was soon up walking around again. He looked restlessly around the small tent. To the left of him was his parents "room", right beside theirs was his Aunt and Uncle's "room". Sirius did a 180( turn and peered into his brother and cousins' "room", which was opposite his, Remus' and Peter's. Suddenly Sirius had a great idea. It was time to try some of his other goods. Sirius crept back into his "room" and dug through his bag until he found what he was looking for. Just as Sirius turned to leave he had another idea and quickly grabbed some more of his "treasures".
"Sir-wa?" Remus jerked awake, looking sleepily around.
"How'd you know it was me?" Sirius whispered. Remus shrugged, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Dunno. Where are you going? What time is it?"
"It's 3:30. Go back to sleep." Sirius said, purposely forgetting to answer the second question.
"Where are you going?" Remus now looked more awake and was looking at Sirius with an air of suspicion and curiousity.
"Just out for a walk." Sirius lied, trying to hide his merchandise's from view.
"What's that?" Remus asked. Sirius pretended to look confused.
"What's what?" He asked innocently. Remus, however, didn't miss a beat.
Looking Sirius in the eye he said, " You're going to pull another prank aren't you. And don't lie Sirius, I can see right through you." Sirius blinked and was about to argue when he noticed the look in Remus' eyes and realised that his friend was right; he couldn't lie to Remus, he was terrible at lying to his friends. *And anyway, it isn't healthy to lie to your friends*, he thought to himself. Sheepishly he showed Remus what he had in his hands.
"I thought I'd teach Humurus and Mike a lesson." Remus looked at him wairily.
"What lesson?" Sirius grinned broadly.
"The lesson to STOP BEING SUCH ANNOYING LITTLE BOOKWORMS. Honsetly, having a smart, studious twin brother AND cousin really messes up my reputation." Remus just laughed quietly and shook his head. He glanced back up and was met with Sirius' eager look.
"Wanna help?" Remus tilted his head and thought.
"Come on, Remus!" Sirius whined. Remus put a finger to his lips and jerked his head sideways towards Peter. Sirius pursed his lips and gave Remus a wide eyed look, begging him to help. Remus grinned and nodded. They entered the "kitchen" and sat at the table.
"Now, here's what I have in mind." Sirius muttered leaning close to Remus, who was sitting across from him at the table.
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A/N: Okay, this isn't the best chapter, but I wanted to leave it there and I kinda needed some way of setting up for the next chapter. Hope you enjoy (considering it's not the best I've ever done.).
Rogue Reviewer= thanx for your advise, I'll try it. I really only started this story for a lark. Thanx for your input (
Buzzbuzz16= I'm glad you liked it! I'll try to keep it as funny, but I must admit, James as a duck was a stroke of genius (j/k ( ).
Now, as you all know I do NOT own Harry Potter. If I did. hmmm. well, the fact is I don't and I have to live with that (.
Now, onto the story.
Sirius Black and ???
*Snore*, *snore*, *snore*. Sirius rolled over and burried his head under his pillow.
*Cricket*, *cricket*, *cricket*. Sirius flipped back onto his back and stared at the celing of the tent.
"Wa-waddya mean? No. No chocolate. Want Bertie Botts." Sirius grinned in the dark. That could only be Peter. With a sigh Sirius realised that there was no way he was going to fall asleep with so much noise. Mind you, maybe it was just the excitement of the Quidditch match in a few hours that was keeping Sirius awake. Whatever the reason an idle Sirius always equals trouble.
Throwing the covers off him, Sirius climbed out of his sleeping bag and wandered into the "living room/kitchen". A small space in the tent with a table, a kettle and the food. Sirius sat for a minute, but was soon up walking around again. He looked restlessly around the small tent. To the left of him was his parents "room", right beside theirs was his Aunt and Uncle's "room". Sirius did a 180( turn and peered into his brother and cousins' "room", which was opposite his, Remus' and Peter's. Suddenly Sirius had a great idea. It was time to try some of his other goods. Sirius crept back into his "room" and dug through his bag until he found what he was looking for. Just as Sirius turned to leave he had another idea and quickly grabbed some more of his "treasures".
"Sir-wa?" Remus jerked awake, looking sleepily around.
"How'd you know it was me?" Sirius whispered. Remus shrugged, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Dunno. Where are you going? What time is it?"
"It's 3:30. Go back to sleep." Sirius said, purposely forgetting to answer the second question.
"Where are you going?" Remus now looked more awake and was looking at Sirius with an air of suspicion and curiousity.
"Just out for a walk." Sirius lied, trying to hide his merchandise's from view.
"What's that?" Remus asked. Sirius pretended to look confused.
"What's what?" He asked innocently. Remus, however, didn't miss a beat.
Looking Sirius in the eye he said, " You're going to pull another prank aren't you. And don't lie Sirius, I can see right through you." Sirius blinked and was about to argue when he noticed the look in Remus' eyes and realised that his friend was right; he couldn't lie to Remus, he was terrible at lying to his friends. *And anyway, it isn't healthy to lie to your friends*, he thought to himself. Sheepishly he showed Remus what he had in his hands.
"I thought I'd teach Humurus and Mike a lesson." Remus looked at him wairily.
"What lesson?" Sirius grinned broadly.
"The lesson to STOP BEING SUCH ANNOYING LITTLE BOOKWORMS. Honsetly, having a smart, studious twin brother AND cousin really messes up my reputation." Remus just laughed quietly and shook his head. He glanced back up and was met with Sirius' eager look.
"Wanna help?" Remus tilted his head and thought.
"Come on, Remus!" Sirius whined. Remus put a finger to his lips and jerked his head sideways towards Peter. Sirius pursed his lips and gave Remus a wide eyed look, begging him to help. Remus grinned and nodded. They entered the "kitchen" and sat at the table.
"Now, here's what I have in mind." Sirius muttered leaning close to Remus, who was sitting across from him at the table.
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A/N: Okay, this isn't the best chapter, but I wanted to leave it there and I kinda needed some way of setting up for the next chapter. Hope you enjoy (considering it's not the best I've ever done.).