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The Adventures of Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs
::Year One::
Chapter One:
James
By: Prongs
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
Finally it had come, the letter I had been waiting for for years. "You got one too, huh, Sirius?" I jumped over the random piles of magazines and clothes strewn about the bedroom floor, and snuck a peak at the letter Sirius held. It was the same as mine.
"Yeah, it looks like we're both gonna get to go. I can't wait. I'll finally get to get out of the bloody house and away from my family, they're all cracked I tell you." Sirius let out a long sigh and threw himself back on to the bed, flipping through my old copy of Quidditch Through the Ages.
"What's that other letter you got?" I asked spying a ripped and discarded envelope on the floor. "Is it a letter from your mum?" I asked, cautiously.
"Yes, my mum said I have to go back home this weekend, but that it's alright if I stay for your birthday tomorrow."
"Well, I guess that's alright. At least we will probably see each other at Diagon Alley."
Sirius looked up and gave me a dismal smile before grabbing his mug of butterbeer.
"Although it would be so much easier if she would let you stay here, then we could just take you with us. We only have one week of summer holiday left anyway. Maybe you could try and talk her in to letting you stay."
Sirius rolled his eyes and took another large gulp of his butterbeer, then shook his head. "There's no way James. Ever since Dad left us three years ago... well, you know what she's like now. Completely unreasonable. If anything threatens to make me happy in the slightest, she won't have it. Of course, with Regulus it's a different story. He's the perfect son. I've had to pretend like I'm dreading going to Hogwarts so that she'll allow me to go. But, I'll tell you, the first good curse I learn, I'm testing it on her." He smiled weakly.
"I'll drink to that." We raised our mugs and finished them off. "But, at least you won't have to think about it while you're at Hogwarts. And, you don't have to think it about while you're here." I scooted over on the bed so that I was invading his space and laid my head on his shoulder so that he had to put his arm around the back of my neck.
"Yeah, it's not so bad here. Your parents love me like I'm one of their own, free meals, get to sleep in as late as I want..." Sirius smiled and pulled me close to him.
And suddenly the look in Sirius's eyes changed and he looked completely serious and his arms drifted around my waist. "I wish I could take you home with me," Sirius sighed.
"Why? So, I could stand between you and your mum while she screams and throws punches?"
Sirius gave a small smile and closed his eyes.
It must have been a small shock for my mother, when she came bursting in to my bedroom the next morning, followed by my father singing the 'Happy Birthday' song. I can only imagine what they thought when they saw Sirius and me on the bed fast asleep with out arms around each other.
No one hardly spoke during breakfast, except Sirius, who wanted to make sure he got seconds of everything, since he would be going home that night. And the way he was eating I came to the conclusion that they must not feed him at all at his house.
After breakfast, I opened my birthday presents from my parents. My mum handed me two small bundles. I opened the first and saw that it was dress robes for school.
"Thanks, Mum," I said, a bit dryly. I felt a bit like when you get socks for Christmas.
"Open the other one." She smiled.
I did and saw that it was a book. I was preparing myself for another fake smile when I read the cover.
"Beating the Bludgers – A Study of Defensive Strategies in Quidditch." I smiled happily. My parents knew how desperately I craved to play Quidditch at Hogwarts.
"Study that book good and you'll definitely be on the team next year," my dad laughed as he pushed his presents in to my arms. I barely had time to pass my mum's gifts off to Sirius, who immediately started flipping through my book.
The first thing I noticed was that the very large one was squawking horribly. I tore the wrapping paper off its cage and saw that inside was a very angry, snowy owl.
"I thought you needed a pet, I had an owl when I was your age, you know." Dad spoke as I unwrapped the next package. Inside was a strange looking cloak. It was very large, and kind of ugly.
"What is it?" I asked as I held it up in front of me.
"Put it on," Dad said.
I slipped the cloak around my shoulders and pulled it closed.
"OH MY GOD!" Sirius screamed. "James! That's an invisibility cloak!"
I looked down and saw that my body was gone.
"Dad! This is the coolest, thanks!"
"Just don't get in too much trouble with it at school. I've had many a night in detention because of it." He smiled.
"Don't worry, I'll be good." I grinned, slyly. I glanced at Sirius and knew he was thinking the same as me. We were going to put this present to good use.
It seemed really strange to me later that day that I wasn't particularly thrilled about having a birthday party. I grinned and put on a happy face at the party, but the truth was that I was bored. I mean eleven years old is a little old to still be having birthday parties, right?
And all the guests were the same old friends I'd always had. Looking around the room at them, I silently hoped I'd meet some new friends once I started school.
Two of Sirius's cousins were there, Andromeda Black and Arthur Weasley. Andromeda's present was a life-sized, exact replica of the golden snitch. Arthur's present was a muggle toaster, which none of us could figure out how to use. Then, there was Frank Longbottom and Peter Pettigrew. Sirius and I had known them both since we were very young. Frank gave me a whole cauldron full of candy, full of Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, Fizzing Whizbees, Pepper Imps, and Ice Mice. And Peter got me a book on my favorite Quidditch team from New Zealand, the Moutohora Macaws. And then there was Alastor Moody. He lived down the street from me and we occasionally got together and he would tell Sirius and me what it was like at Hogwarts. Moody's gifts were, like the invisibility cloak, going to be put to good use at school. It was a sack full of auto-answer quills and self-correcting ink.
The party itself was pretty boring, everyone just sat around and talked about school and debated whether or not to eat any birthday cake, since the birthday cake was my mum's own version of a very large, homemade pumpkin pasty.
The only action at the party was when Moody tried to steal a Chocolate Frog from my cauldron and my snowy owl dug his claws in to Moody's face to avenge me. We had to rush him to the hospital. And after the doctor told us the accident caused Moody to lose his eye, we decided to name the owl Talons, after his enormous clawed feet.
Things calmed down after that and soon everyone went home, Sirius included. And it surprised me how sad I was that he was gone. All I could think of was how I wished he were still here so I could fall asleep in his arms again like the night before. And I couldn't wait to meet up with him at Diagon Alley.
The Adventures of Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs
::Year One::
Chapter One:
James
By: Prongs
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
Finally it had come, the letter I had been waiting for for years. "You got one too, huh, Sirius?" I jumped over the random piles of magazines and clothes strewn about the bedroom floor, and snuck a peak at the letter Sirius held. It was the same as mine.
"Yeah, it looks like we're both gonna get to go. I can't wait. I'll finally get to get out of the bloody house and away from my family, they're all cracked I tell you." Sirius let out a long sigh and threw himself back on to the bed, flipping through my old copy of Quidditch Through the Ages.
"What's that other letter you got?" I asked spying a ripped and discarded envelope on the floor. "Is it a letter from your mum?" I asked, cautiously.
"Yes, my mum said I have to go back home this weekend, but that it's alright if I stay for your birthday tomorrow."
"Well, I guess that's alright. At least we will probably see each other at Diagon Alley."
Sirius looked up and gave me a dismal smile before grabbing his mug of butterbeer.
"Although it would be so much easier if she would let you stay here, then we could just take you with us. We only have one week of summer holiday left anyway. Maybe you could try and talk her in to letting you stay."
Sirius rolled his eyes and took another large gulp of his butterbeer, then shook his head. "There's no way James. Ever since Dad left us three years ago... well, you know what she's like now. Completely unreasonable. If anything threatens to make me happy in the slightest, she won't have it. Of course, with Regulus it's a different story. He's the perfect son. I've had to pretend like I'm dreading going to Hogwarts so that she'll allow me to go. But, I'll tell you, the first good curse I learn, I'm testing it on her." He smiled weakly.
"I'll drink to that." We raised our mugs and finished them off. "But, at least you won't have to think about it while you're at Hogwarts. And, you don't have to think it about while you're here." I scooted over on the bed so that I was invading his space and laid my head on his shoulder so that he had to put his arm around the back of my neck.
"Yeah, it's not so bad here. Your parents love me like I'm one of their own, free meals, get to sleep in as late as I want..." Sirius smiled and pulled me close to him.
And suddenly the look in Sirius's eyes changed and he looked completely serious and his arms drifted around my waist. "I wish I could take you home with me," Sirius sighed.
"Why? So, I could stand between you and your mum while she screams and throws punches?"
Sirius gave a small smile and closed his eyes.
It must have been a small shock for my mother, when she came bursting in to my bedroom the next morning, followed by my father singing the 'Happy Birthday' song. I can only imagine what they thought when they saw Sirius and me on the bed fast asleep with out arms around each other.
No one hardly spoke during breakfast, except Sirius, who wanted to make sure he got seconds of everything, since he would be going home that night. And the way he was eating I came to the conclusion that they must not feed him at all at his house.
After breakfast, I opened my birthday presents from my parents. My mum handed me two small bundles. I opened the first and saw that it was dress robes for school.
"Thanks, Mum," I said, a bit dryly. I felt a bit like when you get socks for Christmas.
"Open the other one." She smiled.
I did and saw that it was a book. I was preparing myself for another fake smile when I read the cover.
"Beating the Bludgers – A Study of Defensive Strategies in Quidditch." I smiled happily. My parents knew how desperately I craved to play Quidditch at Hogwarts.
"Study that book good and you'll definitely be on the team next year," my dad laughed as he pushed his presents in to my arms. I barely had time to pass my mum's gifts off to Sirius, who immediately started flipping through my book.
The first thing I noticed was that the very large one was squawking horribly. I tore the wrapping paper off its cage and saw that inside was a very angry, snowy owl.
"I thought you needed a pet, I had an owl when I was your age, you know." Dad spoke as I unwrapped the next package. Inside was a strange looking cloak. It was very large, and kind of ugly.
"What is it?" I asked as I held it up in front of me.
"Put it on," Dad said.
I slipped the cloak around my shoulders and pulled it closed.
"OH MY GOD!" Sirius screamed. "James! That's an invisibility cloak!"
I looked down and saw that my body was gone.
"Dad! This is the coolest, thanks!"
"Just don't get in too much trouble with it at school. I've had many a night in detention because of it." He smiled.
"Don't worry, I'll be good." I grinned, slyly. I glanced at Sirius and knew he was thinking the same as me. We were going to put this present to good use.
It seemed really strange to me later that day that I wasn't particularly thrilled about having a birthday party. I grinned and put on a happy face at the party, but the truth was that I was bored. I mean eleven years old is a little old to still be having birthday parties, right?
And all the guests were the same old friends I'd always had. Looking around the room at them, I silently hoped I'd meet some new friends once I started school.
Two of Sirius's cousins were there, Andromeda Black and Arthur Weasley. Andromeda's present was a life-sized, exact replica of the golden snitch. Arthur's present was a muggle toaster, which none of us could figure out how to use. Then, there was Frank Longbottom and Peter Pettigrew. Sirius and I had known them both since we were very young. Frank gave me a whole cauldron full of candy, full of Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, Fizzing Whizbees, Pepper Imps, and Ice Mice. And Peter got me a book on my favorite Quidditch team from New Zealand, the Moutohora Macaws. And then there was Alastor Moody. He lived down the street from me and we occasionally got together and he would tell Sirius and me what it was like at Hogwarts. Moody's gifts were, like the invisibility cloak, going to be put to good use at school. It was a sack full of auto-answer quills and self-correcting ink.
The party itself was pretty boring, everyone just sat around and talked about school and debated whether or not to eat any birthday cake, since the birthday cake was my mum's own version of a very large, homemade pumpkin pasty.
The only action at the party was when Moody tried to steal a Chocolate Frog from my cauldron and my snowy owl dug his claws in to Moody's face to avenge me. We had to rush him to the hospital. And after the doctor told us the accident caused Moody to lose his eye, we decided to name the owl Talons, after his enormous clawed feet.
Things calmed down after that and soon everyone went home, Sirius included. And it surprised me how sad I was that he was gone. All I could think of was how I wished he were still here so I could fall asleep in his arms again like the night before. And I couldn't wait to meet up with him at Diagon Alley.