DISCLAIMER: JK Rowling is the goddess of the Harry Potter world, she created it, I am just visiting her world...

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Sirius fell into his bed in James's house after the first day stay with him. He hadn't felt so happy since he had left Hogwarts. Smiling slightly at the thought of waking up whenever he wanted to, without Regulus bragging about his early rising nature, he fell asleep.

Only, James had other ideas about letting him sleep. The instant he fell asleep he was woken up abruptly by a rather large, fluffy pillow hitting him over the face. It stopped the instant he woke up, so Sirius glared around the room and went back to sleep. Only to be woken up again. This time he got up and looked around his room.

Sirius: "James?"

No answer.

Sirius suddenly realized why James had an evil smirk on his face when he had said "sleep well, Snuffles." Sirius grabbed every pillow from his bed, knowing there were more in the linen closet. He walked down the hall to James's room, which he, unfortunately for him, left the door slightly open to. Sirius put all the pillows on the foot of James's bed, whispering to them "Get him" before he went back to his own room.

Sirius lay in bed trying to look asleep, but was really listening to see if James had been woken up by the evil pillow as well.

James woke up with a start, he thought he had been hit by a pillow. He became quite certain of that when it hit him over the head again, and again. James knew it was a bad idea to try it out on Sirius, but at least it worked. Maybe they would convince the house elves to let them put charms on the Slytherins' pillows.

James: "Stop it!" But then he realized there wasn't an incantation to make the pillow stop hitting someone. He ran into the second guest bedroom and, with some difficulties, threw it into the closet, slamming and locking the door.

He walked out and was intercepted on his way back by a sleepy looking Sirius.

Sirius: "Why are you slamming doors?"

James: "For the same reason you sicced a possessed pillow on me."

Sirius: "I didn't do anything..." He tried to look innocent.

James: "That's a funny one. Why'd you throw your pillows on my bed anyways?"

Sirius: "Because it was evil and wouldn't let me sleep. I didn't know which one was the evil one so I decided to give them all to you..."

James: "You're such a kind, considerate brother!"

Sirius: "It's your fault, you put a charm on it..."

James: "Yeah... I meant for it to get my Uncle Steven, but you seemed like a worthy victim."

Sirius: "Thanks." Mentally he was already plotting revenge.

James: "You got your revenge already, stop plotting! It not only woke me up, but it wouldn't stop hitting me..."

Sirius: "It's still your fault."

James: "I know. What would you say to convincing the Hogwarts house elves to let us put similar charms on the Slytherin pillows?"

Sirius: "You mean they don't sleep on rocks?"

James: "Sometimes I wonder that myself..."

Sirius: "You're the one who got into their common room."

James: "I know, but do you think I'd want to sneak around their dormitories? Imagine the smell..."

Sirius: "I'll find out, then, since you're too picky to yourself."

James: "You're just used to the smell of evil, your family..."

Sirius: "What time is it?"

James: "I dunno, late?"

Sirius: "Good night then."

James: "Don't go throwing possessed pillows in my rom again."

Sirius: "As long as you don't go around charming them in the first place you're safe."

They went back to their rooms and fell asleep almost instantly.

Sirius awoke to a loud buzzing and a note beside his bed, it read "Snuffles, come down to the kitchen if you want breakfast. -James"

He glared at it, but decided against sleeping in and making the house elf cook something for him later. Sirius walked into the kitchen, expecting to see James sitting at the table eating, but he didn't expect James to be standing at the stove cooking pancakes.

Sirius: "Where's the house elf?"

James: "House elf?"

Sirius: "Did the pillow give you a concussion? House elf, you know, the little elf who cooks and cleans and stuff for you?"

James: "I know what a house elf is, we just don't have one. Mum likes doing housework and stuff, but she makes me cook my own breakfast unless I'm up before seven."

Sirius: "I never knew you could cook..."

James: "You never knew my favorite color is green either."

Sirius: "I actually knew that you liked green, but I never knew of your obsession with it."

James: "I guess when I'm stuck in a place where green means you support Slytherin then I'm not going to go around wearing only green."

Sirius: "Next thing you're going to be confessing a secret passion for being a Slytherin..."

James: "No way! Just changing the house colors..."

Sirius: "Good plan. Are the pancakes done yet?" James handed Sirius a plate with three pancakes on it.

James: "I'm going to teach you how to make them once we finish eating these." He also had a plate with three on it.

They sat down, pouring massive amounts of syrup onto their plates and ignoring most table manners.

Sirius: "Thesh `ry `ood."

James kept himself from laughing, knowing that was just as bad an activity with a mouthful of pancakes as talking is. James drank half his class of orange juice.

James: "What should we do today?"

Sirius: "Let's go... practice Quidditch!"

James: "I get to be Seeker!"

Sirius: "Sure... and I'll be the Chaser, so who's Keeping for us?"

James: "Good point... We'll trade off?"

Sirius: "It doesn't work with only two people very well..."

James: "I've been investigating Muggle entertainment, care to join me?"

Sirius: "Muggle entertainment...?"

James: "You most definitely come from a pureblood family."

Sirius: "So do you."

James: "No. I come from a wizarding family, you come from a pureblood family."

Sirius: "What's the difference?"

James: "Pureblood family is a magical family that thinks themselves superior to Muggles. A wizarding family is a magical family that doesn't think Muggles and Muggleborns are mud."

Sirius: "But now I've been adopted into your family."

James: "But you were still raised in a pureblood family."

Sirius: "I knew I should have left sooner."

James: "Definitely."

Sirius: "So what Muggle activities have you been participating in exactly?"

James: "Flying kites, cooking, reading Muggle books, yo-yo, all sorts of fun stuff."

Sirius: "You scare me sometimes."

The two of them spent a very enjoyable summer vacation playing Quidditch, even though they only had two people, chess, James teaching Sirius how to cook, and James introducing Sirius to a world where it doesn't matter if you look like a fool, you're still not a "disgrace to the Black blood!" Overall the pair of them had so much fun laughing at themselves that, for the first time, Sirius was unhappy to be going back to Hogwarts.

The two of them sat alone at breakfast on their last day before going to Hogwarts, eating pancakes like on the first morning.

Sirius: "What're you thinking about?" James jerked out of thought.

James: "You always know when I'm contemplating something..."

Sirius: "So spill it?"

James: "I've been having dreams about this boy, he's about my age, and he looks like me, same hair, face, but his nose is shorter and his eyes are brilliant green and almond-shaped, like Lily's. He's the idea wizard: as opposed to darkness as I am, loyal, brave, brilliant, but he's also kind and cares more about others than himself. I've always dismissed these dreams as just dreams about someone, who, I am quite certain, is Lily's and my son. Last night, however, they were very disturbing, you were involved..."

Sirius: "Me?"

James: "You, only you were older, your hair was long and matted, your face was sunken and you were very thin. You were sitting at your fami - at the Black family house, and you were talking to him. Lupin was there too, looking very threadbare and like he needed some good cooking to fatten him up, but you and him were definitely there. This boy, Harry you called him, was just talking to you about Quidditch. He so obviously needed a parent to love him that I almost cried."

Sirius: "Poor boy."

James: "Sirius?"

Sirius: "Yes, James?"

James: "I have a feeling about this, about him being my child and me being unable to care for him... If it's not just a stupid idea in my head, will you be his godfather? And give him someone to love like a parent?"

Sirius: "I hate it when you get morbid, but, yes, James, if you and Lily have a son and are unable to be the full, loving parents I'm sure you will be, I will make up for the lack of parenting I got from my birth parents and the parenting I got from yours and take care of the boy."

James: "And love him?"

Sirius: "If he's anything like you, your parents, Lily, or any combination of the them I will be unable to help loving him." James smiled at Sirius in a relieved way, before hugging him briefly.

James: "Thank you for easing my conscience."

Sirius: "Anything for you, Brother."

James: "I love you, Sirius."

Sirius: "That better be in a very platonic way or I'm leaving."

James: "If it wasn't I would have seduced you long before this."

Sirius: "You seduce me? No one has succeeded in that yet."

James: "So what happened, they threw themselves at you and you picked one?"

Sirius: "Basically."

James: "As opposed to my love, I'm working on a serious long term seduction with her."

Sirius: "Now I know why you agreed to be friends with her, decided that she would find you way too sexy to resist once she gets to know you?"

James: "I was hoping for a more all out falling in love completely head over heels the instant she seeing beyond my stupid conceited exterior..."

Sirius: "Good luck, Prongs."

James: "Thank you, Padfoot... or should I say Snuffles?"

Sirius: "No! Please! Anything but Snuffles!"

James: "I like it though... the boy in my dream, by the way, called you Snuffles..."

Sirius: "Then I'm disowning him forever!"

James: "Fine, then, Snuffles, I feel very disowned, but if you really want to..."

Sirius: "No you, just him..."

James: "What's the difference?"

Sirius: "You're just brother!"

James: "If I'm your brother he's your nephew."

Sirius: "OK, I won't disown him. I know you're lying though, Snuffles is a figment of your own stupid mind, no one else has the intellectual hindrance required to come up with a name like that."

James: "My intellectual hindrance? Hindered only by brilliance, Snuffles."

Sirius: "Brilliance blinds people, you're definitely more of the dazzle-but-let-people-state-at-me type." James got up, resisting the strong urge to dump anything and everything he could find over his head and went back up to his room. Sirius followed him and they settled down for a nice game of chess on their last day before going back to the Hogwarts Castle.