So, I've made it to chapter two. Amazing! I didn't fail miserably! I wrote this the about five minutes after I posted the intro up. Hopefully, I can write fast again, but keep reviewing...I only have one review so far! Come on people, I know you're better than that! Disclaimer: I don't own James Potter, Sirius Black, Lily Evans, or anyone you can remember from the Harry Potter books. JK Rowling does. The woman who has more money than the Queen of England. Ahem. Well, once again, read on, dear friends, and review!

Diagon Alley

Walking down the crowded street, James was happily looking around at all the other people about his age, hoping to see a friendly face. He was excited, because he would get his own wand. Most wizarding children did envy their elders, because they were considered too irresponsible to carry such a "potent disaster".

James convinced his mother to let him stop at Ollivanders first, so while he was trying wands, she would get the gold to buy it at Gringotts. As he stepped into the shabby store.He was ushered right away to the front desk by an old man, who had just finished helping a boy about ten or eleven, the same as James. The boy had dark hair too, but it was slightly longer than James', and it fell in front of his dark blue eyes, which had a sparkle of laughter in them. He sort of reminded James of himself, and vowed to try to talk to this boy on the train.

Suddenly, a soft voice startled him out of his thoughts. "Mr. Potter. Welcome. I thought I'd be seeing you soon... You look just like your father, you know? He has a nice springy wand, good for... Countercurses, I would say. Thirteen inches... Mahogany... And a dragon heartstring. Famous Auror, now, is he not?" But before James had time to say anything, the old man rushed on. " Your mother... Swishy, nine inches, ebony, with a phoenix feather... Rather snappy one, gave me a nasty bite when I plucked it...Good for Charms." All the while, the old man, Mr. Ollivander, never blinked his silvery eyes. "Let's see which wand is for you..." he was mumbling as he started to shuffle through the long, thin boxes on the shelves. "It's really the wand who chooses the wizard, of course..." James felt relived when he saw his mother enter the shop. Finally, after having dozens of wands snatched away from him, Mr. Ollivander handed him a wand that was warm to the touch. "Ahh, good, good..." It seemed the man approved. "This one's Mahogany, eleven inches, with a phoenix feather. Pliable. Excellent for Transfiguration. You'll be taking it then?"

After paying seven galleons, James ran to 'Flourish and Blotts' to get his new books, deciding to try Transfiguration first when he got home. He and his mother continued down the street to pick up more supplies, such as a cauldron, a uniform, parchment, and quills. A few hours later, after all their shopping was done, and there was a lot of begging on James' side, his mother allowed him to run in to his favourite store, 'Quality Quidditch Supplies'. There, while he was looking at the newest broom model (The Silver Arrow), he caught sight of the boy he had seen earlier in Mr. Ollivander's shop. He noticed that the boy was talking to a pretty (yet flustered) looking girl. 'All the more reason to go talk to him, I guess...' thought James.

As James strode up to the other two, he heard snaps of their conversation. "Sirius Black, you are SUCH an insufferable prat!!"

'Oh,' thought James, 'so, he's a Black. Great conversation topic there, Potter. "My dad says your family are all insufferable prats!! Don't feel bad there, mate"' But, not wanting to miss more of their conversation, James shut himself up.

"But, Lily, all I wanted to know was..."And before he could finish, Lily ('Lily, I have to remember that' thought James) interrupted him. "NO! Black, I said no, I mean no. Get it? NO!!!" James thought this was the perfect time to step in and act hero, before Lily had the attention of everyone in the store, not only just the half.

"Sirius, old pal!" James shouted casually over the din of the other people in the store. Sirius plainly had a look of bewilderment on his face, though, luckily, Lily didn't notice it, because she was looking the same way at the newcomer. "How are ya, mate?" He leaned over to give Sirius a pat on the back, and whispered in his ear "Just play along." Sirius seemed to know what was going on a bit more, and began to introduce James. One problem, he didn't know James' name. So, he began, "Lily Evans, this is...", and before he even finished his last word, James interrupted "James Potter. Pleased to meet you... Lily?" Lily nodded, still in shock from the very sudden and unexpected interruption to the lecture she was about to give Sirius. James turned back to Sirius.

"Mate, I was looking all over for you! I leave you for one second, and you disappear on me!" Sirius gave him an apology, but not without giving him a sarcastic disappointed frown so James knew he really wasn't, like a really close friend would. He knew he would like this Sirius Black as a friend, they were exactly alike. "So, Lily, we must be off, because out mothers are waiting, but maybe we could see you on the Express? Maybe have a little study group or something?" James didn't notice Sirius next to him, slightly shaking his head, hinting not to go near that subject.

"Gahhhh!!! He put you up to this, didn't he? DIDN'T HE??????" She was pointing an accusing finger at Sirius, who looked annoyed with James a bit. 'Oops...' thought James. Lily continued. "For the hundredth time and counting, NO!!!" Then she left them, and stormed out of the shop.

"Thanks. You really saved my skin just now...Didn't exactly work, but now I won't have to face her wrath alone." He grinned like a madman. "Good try though, mate"

James kept those words from his new best friend running through his head all summer.

Well, chapter two! I'm doing better than I thought! Please review... Well, I'm feeling a bit better, and not so green!

Hermione21- Thanks! I gotta say, I like your stories too! Marauders rule! lol