Authors Note: Yay, its taken me a while to get this chapter up. Sorry about
that. Hope you like it! There won't be anymore for the next few weeks as I
have a lot of tests going on.
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The train whistle blew and the Hogwarts express slowly pulled out of the station, James gazed sadly out the window as his second home disappeared into the distance. The tall towers of Hogwarts, vanished behind the trees.
Sirius sat leaning against the window, impatiently drumming his fingers on the sill. His dark brows were knitted and a scowl played across his lips. All of sudden, his expression cleared and a smile replaced the frown.
"Told your mother about your girlfriend yet, Potter?" he demanded
James narrowed his eyes at his friend, "What are you smoking, Sirius? You know better than anyone that I haven't got a girlfriend."
Sirius smirked, "Oh sure you don't. You go help that Evans girl with her homework on an almost-nightly-basis. You make us sit with her at meals. Your always staring at her during classes.face the music, Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend and a damn hot one at that."
James' flushed, his normally pale face becoming redder than Lily's hair. He starred at the floor, not knowing what to say to Sirius.
Sirius screwed up his lips into a mock pout, "Oh come on, Jamesie, don't disappoint me. I was all ready with something to say when you denied you have a crush on Evans."
James glared at Sirius, his expression sour, "Well, then you'll be sorely disappointed because, I do like Lily, so there." He stuck out his tongue.
Sirius eyes seemed to be bulging out of his head, his mouth was gaping slightly. He was the picture of shock, and James couldn't help laughing at him.
"My god, Black, you look so funny!" he chortled.
Sirius put his fingers in his ears and swished them around, "Excuse me? I did I hear you correctly? Did you just admit to me that you like Evans?"
"Yeah, but your worse, YOU like Hagman!"
The 'picture of shock' expression was once again present on Sirius's face, "ARE YOU INSANE!" he shouted. "I HATE THE LITTLE SHE DEVIL!"
It was James' turn to smirk, "Yeah.right.whatever you say, Sirius."
KNOCK KNOCK! A stout witch stood outside the compartment door, she pushed a small trolley loaded to the brim with sweets. James' could feel drool winding it's way down his chin. Her chubby hand was raised and she rapped again on the compartment window - KNOCK KNOCK!
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" she asked, her voice was rich and motherly and reminded James of his own mother. A bubble of happiness welled up inside him, he couldn't wait to see her, and he was sure she would adore Sirius.
Sirius ordered the largest collection of food James had ever seen, ten chocolate frogs, several boxes of Berty Bott's Every Flavour Beans, more croissants shaped like toads than James' had ever seen, as well as one of everything else on the trolley. He himself, only purchased two chocolate frogs, knowing full well that his mother would feed him a very large meal when he and Sirius arrived at his house.
The pair munched in silence until Sirius broke the calm.
"Too bad, Remus isn't here. We could have a jolly good time." he mumbled, his mouth stuffed with toad croissant.
"I know! But he's SICK AGAIN! Honestly, I think we should advise him to see a specialist."
"You know, James, I've been doing a bit of research."
Sirius was interrupted by a loud snort of laughter from James, the snort quickly turned into a fully fledged fit of hysterics. The fit only ceased when James began to choke on the chocolate frog he had been eating.
"What?" Sirius demanded irritably.
"I don't know," James chuckled, "Its just the whole concept of, YOU doing research."
Sirius narrowed his eyes, "Oh haha, Your a regular riot, you are."
James grinned, "Anyways, as you were saying?"
Sirius drew himself up and assumed a haughty air, "Yes, as I was saying before you so rudely interrupted, I have been doing a bit of research."
He was again interrupted by a loud snort from James.
"STOP IT! I have been researching about Remus, and I have a bit of theory. Mind you, it may be a loud of bullshit, but."
James was interested now, "Well, get on with it!" "Yes.well, I think he might be a werewolf."
Sirius paused for a moment to allow his statement to take its effect. James starred at his best friend, "Sirius, I think you've lost it. Remus can't be a.a.werewolf!"
"Oh, and why is that?"
"Well.he's.nice.and.our friend?"
"Here, listen to my arguments before you attempt to jump to conclusions. First, Remus is always sick when there is a full moon. Second, whenever we try and visit him, Madame Pombitch says that we can't visit him whenever we come in. She always says, oh, he's sleeping or oh he's eating. Well, if he was eating, we could come see him and he can't always be sleeping!"
"Sirius, I think you're a nutter."
Sirius heaved a sigh, "Just think about it will you? Over the holidays, I seriously think I might be on to something."
"Please, don't mention this to Remus, you'll upset him."
"Oh, I wasn't planning too. At least, not until I'm at least 60 percent sure."
The train came to a crashing halt, that was so forceful that James ended up in Sirius' lap. Looking out the compartment window, James spotted his mother who was standing atop a cardboard box looking anxiously at the train.
"See your mum, James?" Sirius asked scanning the crowd.
"Yeah, she's standing on the box."
"Aww." Sirius chided, "How sweet, she looks really anxious to see you."
The boys collected their baggage from the luggage car and disembarked the train. They scurried over to Mrs. Potter who, from her position atop the box was clearly visible above the masses.
"Over here, dear! JAMES!" she called, stepping down from her perch.
When they reached her, James was quickly engulfed in a humongous bear hug, when he tried to break away, she clasped him tighter.
"Oh, darling, I have missed you so much!" She set him down and turned her eagle gaze to Sirius, "OH! And you must be James friend, Sirius! I have heard so much about you!"
Not waiting for Sirius to make any response, Mrs. Potter picked him up and bear hugged him as well.
"Now, Sirius." she began, "I want to know how my little boy is behaving at school."
Sirius grinned cheekily at her, "In the classroom, marvellously. James here is a model student. However." he paused for effect, "Out of the class, I must say that he can be quite a rascal."
Mrs. Potter placed her hands on her hips and shot James a I'll-deal-with- you-later look, "What he has been doing, dear?"
"Oh, just snogging girls in the caretaker's office, he's quiet a player your son, the girls are all over him."
"WHAT!" Mrs. Potter screamed, "James, I cannot believe you! A PLAYER! Much better to have one solid girlfriend. Now, why don't you go off and get a nice young lady? BUGGER YOUNG MAN! YOU ARE IN TROUBLE!"
"Sirius!" James exclaimed, "You know I don't do that!"
Sirius hung his head as Mrs. Potter glared at him, "Your right James, it was a clever reiteration of the truth."
Mrs. Potter smiled, "Well, dear, now that you've had your joke, lets proceed home. I've cooked us quiet a dinner, roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, stick taffy pudding."
As Mrs. Potter continued to ramble on, James turned to Sirius and muttered, "Clever reiteration of the truth? You learned that from Remus, you scum."
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The train whistle blew and the Hogwarts express slowly pulled out of the station, James gazed sadly out the window as his second home disappeared into the distance. The tall towers of Hogwarts, vanished behind the trees.
Sirius sat leaning against the window, impatiently drumming his fingers on the sill. His dark brows were knitted and a scowl played across his lips. All of sudden, his expression cleared and a smile replaced the frown.
"Told your mother about your girlfriend yet, Potter?" he demanded
James narrowed his eyes at his friend, "What are you smoking, Sirius? You know better than anyone that I haven't got a girlfriend."
Sirius smirked, "Oh sure you don't. You go help that Evans girl with her homework on an almost-nightly-basis. You make us sit with her at meals. Your always staring at her during classes.face the music, Potter, you've got yourself a girlfriend and a damn hot one at that."
James' flushed, his normally pale face becoming redder than Lily's hair. He starred at the floor, not knowing what to say to Sirius.
Sirius screwed up his lips into a mock pout, "Oh come on, Jamesie, don't disappoint me. I was all ready with something to say when you denied you have a crush on Evans."
James glared at Sirius, his expression sour, "Well, then you'll be sorely disappointed because, I do like Lily, so there." He stuck out his tongue.
Sirius eyes seemed to be bulging out of his head, his mouth was gaping slightly. He was the picture of shock, and James couldn't help laughing at him.
"My god, Black, you look so funny!" he chortled.
Sirius put his fingers in his ears and swished them around, "Excuse me? I did I hear you correctly? Did you just admit to me that you like Evans?"
"Yeah, but your worse, YOU like Hagman!"
The 'picture of shock' expression was once again present on Sirius's face, "ARE YOU INSANE!" he shouted. "I HATE THE LITTLE SHE DEVIL!"
It was James' turn to smirk, "Yeah.right.whatever you say, Sirius."
KNOCK KNOCK! A stout witch stood outside the compartment door, she pushed a small trolley loaded to the brim with sweets. James' could feel drool winding it's way down his chin. Her chubby hand was raised and she rapped again on the compartment window - KNOCK KNOCK!
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" she asked, her voice was rich and motherly and reminded James of his own mother. A bubble of happiness welled up inside him, he couldn't wait to see her, and he was sure she would adore Sirius.
Sirius ordered the largest collection of food James had ever seen, ten chocolate frogs, several boxes of Berty Bott's Every Flavour Beans, more croissants shaped like toads than James' had ever seen, as well as one of everything else on the trolley. He himself, only purchased two chocolate frogs, knowing full well that his mother would feed him a very large meal when he and Sirius arrived at his house.
The pair munched in silence until Sirius broke the calm.
"Too bad, Remus isn't here. We could have a jolly good time." he mumbled, his mouth stuffed with toad croissant.
"I know! But he's SICK AGAIN! Honestly, I think we should advise him to see a specialist."
"You know, James, I've been doing a bit of research."
Sirius was interrupted by a loud snort of laughter from James, the snort quickly turned into a fully fledged fit of hysterics. The fit only ceased when James began to choke on the chocolate frog he had been eating.
"What?" Sirius demanded irritably.
"I don't know," James chuckled, "Its just the whole concept of, YOU doing research."
Sirius narrowed his eyes, "Oh haha, Your a regular riot, you are."
James grinned, "Anyways, as you were saying?"
Sirius drew himself up and assumed a haughty air, "Yes, as I was saying before you so rudely interrupted, I have been doing a bit of research."
He was again interrupted by a loud snort from James.
"STOP IT! I have been researching about Remus, and I have a bit of theory. Mind you, it may be a loud of bullshit, but."
James was interested now, "Well, get on with it!" "Yes.well, I think he might be a werewolf."
Sirius paused for a moment to allow his statement to take its effect. James starred at his best friend, "Sirius, I think you've lost it. Remus can't be a.a.werewolf!"
"Oh, and why is that?"
"Well.he's.nice.and.our friend?"
"Here, listen to my arguments before you attempt to jump to conclusions. First, Remus is always sick when there is a full moon. Second, whenever we try and visit him, Madame Pombitch says that we can't visit him whenever we come in. She always says, oh, he's sleeping or oh he's eating. Well, if he was eating, we could come see him and he can't always be sleeping!"
"Sirius, I think you're a nutter."
Sirius heaved a sigh, "Just think about it will you? Over the holidays, I seriously think I might be on to something."
"Please, don't mention this to Remus, you'll upset him."
"Oh, I wasn't planning too. At least, not until I'm at least 60 percent sure."
The train came to a crashing halt, that was so forceful that James ended up in Sirius' lap. Looking out the compartment window, James spotted his mother who was standing atop a cardboard box looking anxiously at the train.
"See your mum, James?" Sirius asked scanning the crowd.
"Yeah, she's standing on the box."
"Aww." Sirius chided, "How sweet, she looks really anxious to see you."
The boys collected their baggage from the luggage car and disembarked the train. They scurried over to Mrs. Potter who, from her position atop the box was clearly visible above the masses.
"Over here, dear! JAMES!" she called, stepping down from her perch.
When they reached her, James was quickly engulfed in a humongous bear hug, when he tried to break away, she clasped him tighter.
"Oh, darling, I have missed you so much!" She set him down and turned her eagle gaze to Sirius, "OH! And you must be James friend, Sirius! I have heard so much about you!"
Not waiting for Sirius to make any response, Mrs. Potter picked him up and bear hugged him as well.
"Now, Sirius." she began, "I want to know how my little boy is behaving at school."
Sirius grinned cheekily at her, "In the classroom, marvellously. James here is a model student. However." he paused for effect, "Out of the class, I must say that he can be quite a rascal."
Mrs. Potter placed her hands on her hips and shot James a I'll-deal-with- you-later look, "What he has been doing, dear?"
"Oh, just snogging girls in the caretaker's office, he's quiet a player your son, the girls are all over him."
"WHAT!" Mrs. Potter screamed, "James, I cannot believe you! A PLAYER! Much better to have one solid girlfriend. Now, why don't you go off and get a nice young lady? BUGGER YOUNG MAN! YOU ARE IN TROUBLE!"
"Sirius!" James exclaimed, "You know I don't do that!"
Sirius hung his head as Mrs. Potter glared at him, "Your right James, it was a clever reiteration of the truth."
Mrs. Potter smiled, "Well, dear, now that you've had your joke, lets proceed home. I've cooked us quiet a dinner, roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, stick taffy pudding."
As Mrs. Potter continued to ramble on, James turned to Sirius and muttered, "Clever reiteration of the truth? You learned that from Remus, you scum."