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Chapter Nine

"Hey, Prongs!" Sirius began, unaware he was still holding onto Lily and now in his common room.

"Potter," Lily murmured in disbelief about the future when she looked at him.

"Sirius," James began in a vain attempt to stay calm, "where have you been and why are you holding onto Lily?" James's eye then began to twitch.

"Oh," Sirius replied, "well, because I found out that—"

"Shut up!" Lily fiercely whispered to Sirius. "If he finds out we went to the future it might change it."

"Found out..." James prompted.

"Found out that Lily is in love with me," Sirius finished with a stupid grin on his face. James then snapped his wand in half, and it looked to Lily that he didn't even realize he did that.

"Padfoot," James said through clenched teeth in an overly friendly and tranquil voice, "I'm going to throttle you in your sleep if you don't get away from her."

"James," Lily began warily, "are you okay? You're face is getting really red, and you're biting your lip so hard, I think it might start bleeding any second."

"No, no," James said growing louder with each word, "I'm perfectly fine with the fact that I had to watch the girl of my dreams date my worst enemy and kiss him, which caused me to crash into a Quidditch post and get knocked unconscious, and that my best friend and the girl of my dreams, disappeared for 2 days without so much as a trace, and also that the girl of my dreams is in love with my best friend!!!"

"Well that's good," Sirius said oblivious to the fact that James might snap any minute, and already started to.

"Good? Good? GOOD?!" James said, becoming more psychotic. "SIRIUS BLACK, I'M GOING TO BLOODY KILL YOU!" James then lunged towards Sirius and threw his pieces of wand at him while Lily rolled her eyes and walked out of the common room.

"Aaahh! It was you!" Sirius squealed in surprise and grabbed the broomstick that had been lying on the ground. He hopped onto it, and flew upward, and only stopping when he was out of reach of the snarling James trying to jump up and grab onto Sirius's cloak.

"James Potter," Lupin said sternly, walking into the common room from the hall. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Well, Moony," he replied while still attempting to grab hold of Sirius. "I'm attempting to jump up and grab Sirius's cloak. Then, I can pull him off of the broom he is on and throw him to the ground. After that, it will be easy to tackle him and punch him."

"Do not kill Padfoot," Lupin reprimanded James.

"But he's stealing Lily from me!" James complained.

"You!" Sirius said attempting to make sense of what was happening. "Kill? You? Kill me? I died. I'm dead, recently. Mourn my death. People kill. Not enemy. You. Brought my doom. Destroy. Destroy. Sirius Black is dead. Harry Potter is sad. You're fault. You're fault. Murderer!"

"Did Malfoy spike your drink again?" Lupin asked.

"What's wrong with you?" James asked and stopped trying to kill Sirius.

"You, James Potter, killed me! Lily, protect me!" Sirius then jumped off the broom and ran away screaming incoherent things.

"But you're alive!" James yelled after him.

Sirius was busy running around Hogwarts and screaming 'Lily', to notice Filch coming around the corner, or Mrs. Norris run in front of him. He tripped over the cat, in an attempt to run from Filch and fell down the stairs on his butt. He skidded to a halt in front of somebody in muggle jeans and clunky brown shoes.

"Should I even ask why you are in a heap at the bottom of the stairs and screaming my name all over Hogwarts?" the girl asked, and as Sirius looked up he saw that it was Lily.

"J—James—he—he—wants to k—kill me and he must be the one that k-kills me in the f—future. Save me—ee—ee!" he whimpered, pathetically and grabbed onto her legs while groveling.

"Get—off—of—me," she said, "or I won't help you." Sirius immediately sprung away from her.

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes. Now, why don't we think about this logically? You die in the future, the very distant future. I died when Harry was at a young age. James died when Harry was at a young age," Lily concluded and then started to walk away.

"Wait!" he yelled after her. "I don't get it!"

Lily turned around and rolled her eyes, "James and I died before you. How could James be the one to kill you, if there were over 10 years between yours and James's deaths?"

"O—oo—oh!" Sirius said happily, "I get it! So that means that he couldn't have killed me because he was already dead!"

"Very good, now can I leave? And by the way, try not to tell James anything, unless it is absolutely necessary."

Sirius went back to the common room to see what James and Remus were doing and try to explain things without revealing too much information.

"Prongs!" Sirius said, running over to greet his friend. "I'm sorry I accused you of killing me! I didn't realize that you had already been dead for over 10 years by the time I keeled over!"

"Um, ok?" James said, taking a step back.

"Sirius, why don't you sit down and explain what you're rambling about?" Lupin suggested.

"But Lily told me I'm not supposed to tell you guys about our trip to the future and meeting James's son," Sirius said carelessly, and then realized that he had let some information slip and clapped his hands over his mouth. "I shouldn't have said that!"

"What trip to the future? What son?" James asked perplexedly.

"Are you serious?" Lupin asked skeptically.

"Yes, I'm Sirius," he replied stupidly.

"That's not what I meant, you nark."

"We need to get that truth spell again," James cackled and tied Sirius to the chair. Remus reluctantly cast a spell on Sirius.

"What son?!" James asked again. "What trip to the future?"

"Your son. He's a spitting image of you, really. He even plays Quidditch and enjoys wreaking havoc on Hogwarts teachers. I didn't mean to say that. Well I just got back an hour ago. I don't know where I've been. Now I'm crawlin' across the kitchen. I don't know what I've seen. Well, I feel so complicated and, our love is kinda jaded. Well I'm comin' through the doggy door again woo!"

"James's son?" Remus interrupted, horrified. "There's another generation?"

"That's what Lily said." Sirius realized that me might be about to let it slip to James that Lily was his wife and plugged his ears and started singing. "I believe in a thing called love, just listen to the rhythm of my heart. There's a chance we could make it now. We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down. I believe in a thing called looooooove! Ooh! Guitar!"

"Hurry up and ask him another question, Prongs," Lupin shouted over Sirius's "singing".

"Sirius," James started, "how did you get to the future?"

"Malfoy sent Lily and I there. By the way, you should have seen the look on Lily's face when she realized that—" Sirius stopped speaking and started singing again.

I'm bouncing off the walls again. I'm looking like a fool again. I threw away my reputation, one more song for the radio station. I'm bouncing off the walls again. I'm looking like a fool again. Waking up on the bathroom floor. Pull myself back together just to fall once more. I'm bouncing off the walls again. I'm looking like a fool again, so go ahead and take a picture, and hang it up so you can tear me down.

"What's with all the muggle bands?" James asked. "Of course I do love Sugarcult and The Darkness."

"What did Lily realize," Lupin asked, becoming impatient.

"She realized that—" Sirius began, but was interrupted by a fuming Lucius Malfoy barging into the room.

"SIRIUS!" Malfoy screamed, "How did you get back?"

"Good question," he replied, "I think it has something to do with Moony being a genius and Prongs being good at almost every spell, including the truth spell they placed on me."

"You're too kind," Lupin blushed, "I just figured we should try a retrieving spell and James performed it, and then poof! You're here."

"Truth spell?" Lucius asked, grinning psychotically.

"Get out of here, Malfoy!" James hissed.

"Er, no!" Lucius said, pretending to think, which was quite normal for him. "STUPEFY!" Remus and James were now on the ground, unable to move.

"Bloody hell," Sirius said as he hit his head against the back of the chair, repeatedly.

"For once in your life, Sirius," Malfoy said, smirking, "I think you might be right."

"For once in your life, Lucius," Sirius replied, mockingly, "I think you might be thinking."

"Shut up, you git!" Malfoy replied, fuming. "Would you mind telling me a few of your deep, dark secrets?" Malfoy then started to cackle evilly, but ruined the horrifying attitude he had, by snorting.

"No—yes!"

"Go on," Lucius insisted.

"I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad. I got sunshine, in a bag. I'm useless, but not for long. The future is coming on. I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad. I got sunshine, in a bag. I'm useless, but not for long. The future is coming on. It's coming on. It's coming on. It's coming on."

"Is anything actually going on in that head of yours?" Malfoy sighed.

"Doubtfully."

"Tell me one of your greatest fears," Malfoy interrogated.

"One of my—greatest—fears—is—" Sirius struggled, "is—to—have to look at your mutated face and disgusting, long hair for another minute."

"I thought he cast a truth spell on you? Why isn't it working?" Malfoy whined.

"Who says I'm not telling the truth?" Sirius snickered.

"My face is not mutated and my hair is not disgusting. Therefore, you're lying."

"Your even more stupid than I thought. Let me out, let me out I'm singing. Let me out, let me out I'm singing. I'm a liar and a cheat in prison. Accused of telling the truth."

"Why do you keep bloody singing?" Malfoy snapped.

"Ask Remus. He's the smart one."

"Remus," Malfoy asked while removing the stupefy spell, so that he could talk. "Would you mind explaining what is going on with this git?"

"Oh," Lupin replied. "I didn't actually cast the truth spell, because I feel that it is morally wrong, not to mention it might destroy the future that he was talking about." Remus muttered a counter-curse.

"Why was I telling you the truth?" Sirius asked.

"Because you're gullible. I just put a singing spell on you. Not a good spell. Sirius, I never realized how horrible your voice is."

"Well, that's bloody wonderful. I wasted all this time to hear Black singing-off key," Malfoy griped as he threw his arms into the air in exasperation.

"Then you'd better get going," Lupin replied, sounding too sweet.

"Fine!" he growled and released the Stupefy spell, but cast tripping hex on James instead. Lucius stormed into his bedroom, fuming.

Next Chapter: Lily avoids James at all costs, but what happens when James finds out he's destined to be with her?

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