Golden Boys

by Seadragon

The two voices faded into the blackness, along with their owners, who had unknowingly just decided the fate of two people. It was a scary thing, to think that your life could be changed before you were even born. But it was done, and they could only wait.

4. Chapter 3: Letters and Detentions

Title: Golden Boys

Author: Seadragon

Genre: Action/Adventure/Romance/Humor

Rating: Pg-13

Warning: Contains slash. Also abuse, death, foul language. Don't like it, don't read it.

Summary: The two voices faded into the blackness, along with their owners, who had unknowingly just decided the fate of two people. It was a scary thing, to think that your life could be changed before you were even born. But it was done, and now they could only wait.

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Chapter 3: Letters and Detentions

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"Hey! James! Watch out!" Remus shouted as an owl dropped into his plate of scrambled eggs, spraying them everywhere.

"Watch out for wha- Oh." James, with egg covering him from head to toe, grinned sheepishly at Remus, who had eggs in his hair. "Oh waiter! There seems to be an owl in my eggs!"

Jack grinned. Then looked at the owl currently lying half dead on James's once full plate. "Er, James."

Nothing.

"James."

Still nothing.

"JAMES POTTER YOU BLOODY PRAT!"

Silence.

"Right then. James, there is a howler in your breakfast."

"Oh, uh, Jack, why didn't you just say my name quietly? You didn't have to scream at me."

Jack banged his head on the table.

The first year who was unlucky enough to be sitting next to him edged away quietly.

James picked up the scarlet letter and regarded it curiously.

"Okay, who could this be from...? Mum? No. She's dead, scratch that. Dad? Ditto. No siblings, no cousins. Blegh, this would take to long, no Potters other than me, let's put it that way."

Jack lifted his head off the table and stared at James.

"Why am I friends with you?"

"Because the other boys in our year are anal prats with the imagination and brain capacity of a brick?" Remus offered helpfully.

"That's the one."

"Ministry? No, they stopped pissing me off after the last explosion."

Jack and Remus gave James a look that told him they were considering calling in the men in the pretty white coats.

He ignored them.

By now, the Howler was smoking around the edges.

"Teachers? Hmm, possibly. Guess there's only one way to find out..." James swiped the letter from his plate and flicked a bit of egg that was currently being fried off it. He tore it open and waited.

"JAMES POTTER! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING? TYING YOUR TEACHER UP AND WRECKING UTTER HAVOC! YOU HAVE NEVER OBEYED THE RULES OF THIS SCHOOL, NOT SINCE YOU FIRST SET EYES ON IT! YOU AND MR. LUPIN ARE A DISGRACE! YES MR. LUPIN! I KNOW YOU WERE INVOLVED. POTTER, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE AN EXAMPLE TO THE YOUNGER STUDENTS AS HEAD BOY, AND ENFORCE THE RULES, NOT SHATTER THEM INTO TINY PIECES! WHAT SORT OF EXAMPLE ARE YOU SETTING NOW? YOU AND MR. LUPIN HAVE DETENTION, TONIGHT, AND EVERY OTHER NIGHT THIS WEEK! SEPARATE DETENTION! AND DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT!"

James grinned. "Teachers. Definitely."

"You don't say?" Jack said dryly, glancing up at the Head Table, where McGonagall was glaring at James.

And that was when a second letter fluttered down, this time into his glass of milk.

"Oh honestly! How am I supposed to stay alive if all my food is ruined by bits of bloody parchment!"