A/N:
I'm so glad people are enjoying this!!! When I happened to check my e-mail after a while, I saw several REVIEW ALERTs in a row and nearly died of shock. I never imagined so many people would review! ...Not that I'm complaining. By all means, keep it up!
This chapter is randomly written on the spot. I only have a general idea of what I'm going to do, so a lot of it is just random things that amuse me (sometimes...). The last chapter for example, the dialogue seemed so... Stupid to me, but people liked it! I was so happy to hear it.
Well... enough chit chat. On with the sho-ER-fic!
Cheers,
H.D.D.
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Thanks to all these who reviewed!!!!
The Chibi-chan:
No toast, Katrina. No. Icky toast.
Silver Ice:
I'm so glad you liked that line. It was one I actually liked. XD
scabbsies:
Thanks! I hope this chapter is still good.
Rial:
The update is a little slow. Sorry. =X
lilchocolatechip011:
It's wonderful that you're enjoying this. Let's just hope I keep Sirius and James that funny...
Evil Asparagus Eater:
That's awesome that you like this, especially if it's a little out your normal genre.
trivial queen:
Thanks. Wonderful ideas come when watching Scooby-Doo and rping with someone as talented as my good ol' bud Katrina!
kat7856:
Glad you like the idea. I do agree, quite mad.
Haunted-Shadows:
I'm usually not too good at funny so I'm happy to hear I'm exceeding!
Hekate101:
Thanks for the review! And here is more...
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There in the dark, shifting passages of Hogwarts was James Potter, invisible to all. He sneaked along the wall, careful to check around each corner for another possible late-night wanderer such as himself. However, his actions were not immoral. He was searching for his Precious. The Precious taken from him. His Precious. His Own.
"...My Preciousssss..." he called out into the night.
There was no answer.
"Evans?" he tried.
Still... Nothing.
Frowning to himself, James leaned against a nearby wall, trying to think of where to look next. To his surprise, the wall shifted apart, and he crashed to the ground. Scrambling up, he found himself inside a dark passageway, and turned to find the closing up behind him. Quickly pulling out his wand, he muttered, "Lumos."
With a small shrug, James continued down the passage in search for his green-eyed angel.
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"I think we're lost!" Remus groaned.
Sirius grinned madly. "Nonsense dear Moony, I know exactly where I'm going."
"Why can't we just stop and ask one of these portraits if they've seen James?"
"Because, I've already told you... I know where we're going."
Remus pouted, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "We'll never find James this way."
"Ah, but I'm not trying to find James, now am I?"
Remus stopped cold in his tracks. "...You're not? Then who are you trying to find?"
"It is a question of what... The kitchens of course. As I mentioned before, I'm starved," Sirius said pointedly.
Passing a suit of armor, Sirius slowed to quickly examine it, tilting his head to get a better view. He hadn't seen this armor before. All the others looked alike, but this one was black, not silver. Shrugging it away, he continued on, unable to notice a pair of gleaming yellow eyes follow him from inside the armor's helmet. Remus, however, saw the big, glowing eyes, and they saw him.
"SIRIUS!" Remus yelped, pointing in the direction of the armor.
"What is it?" the other boy asked, not bothering to even look back as he walked ahead to the portrait of fruit.
"There's eyes... in the helmet."
Sirius looked over his shoulder to Remus. "Nonsense Moony. Helmet's don't have eyes, even magic ones. You must be seeing things."
Remus slowly nodded, glancing back to the helmet to find the eyes blink.
"Sirius! Sirius!" he shouted, turning to his friend. "Come here! Quick!"
Sirius gave a small sigh, trudging back down the hallway and standing beside Remus. "What is it?"
"L-L-Look!" He pointed in the helmet's direction yet again.
All Sirius could see was an empty helmet. "There's nothing here. Come on, let's go."
"B-B-But-" he stuttered.
"COME ON, Moony," Sirius ordered, walking back down the hall, looking back every now and then to make sure Remus was following.
After tickling the pear, the boys climbed into the kitchen unaware of the clanking sounds following.
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