A.N. ok, i had this chapter written and then, while i was trying to save it, the computer died. computer's are very inconvenient when they do that. argh. anyways, this chapter will not be how i originally planned it because....well, the original one is now deleted. it's still pretty good though...i think.
Chapter 9 The Prankster's Beginning
Once the two boys were in their dormitory, James sat down on his bed while Sirius sprawled across his own.
"So," began James,"what was your brilliant prank?"
Sirius thought for a minute. "Well, the one that I was going to do on Remus was a bit odd, but I thought it was good. It's basically putting honey in his socks-"
"That's it?" an incredulous James interrupted.
Sirius shook his head. "Shut up and let me finish telling you. Anyways, I was also going to curse all of his clothing to dance with other articles of clothing and follow him around all day."
"Is that all?"
"No, I was also going to dye his hair purple and his skin a tinge of pink. Oh, and I was also going to make it so his shoes would run away and blow up in a corner when he tried to put them on. Well, one of them was going to anyways. The other one was going to bite him."
"Wow Sirius, you're evil at times. Now I'm not going to be able to leave you alone without worrying about something happening to my clothes."
"Ah, I wouldn't prank you," said Sirius, looking serious.
James looked closely at Sirius. He was usually mistaken for his brother, or twin. With their similarities they were close enough for that to be true. Of course, the blood barrier made that impossible. However, you almost never saw one of the boys without the other. His mother had once said,"Cut him and you'll bleed." Of course, when she had said that, she had been trying to get some distance between the two boys. His mother hadn't always been so fond of Sirius. In fact, she had disliked him almost to the point of loathing. James had changed that.
For all of their similarities, James adn Sirius were incredibly different. Sirius enjoyed music while James enjoyed sports. Sirius was a bit shy while James was outgoing. Sirius got upset easily while it took a lot to get under James's skin. Sirius had a family that couldn't care less about him, who in fact wanted him dead, whereas James had a family that not only cared about James immensely, also cared about Sirius. However, their differences did not separate them. Indeed, they brought the two boys closer.
Sirius got up and walked over to where James was sitting. James had zoned out and had become lost in his thoughts. "James..." Sirius said, poking him to get his attention.
"Huh? What?" asked James, coming back to Earth with a thud. He gazed at his best friend.
"What do you think of my ideas?"
"Well...are you going to prank Remus with them?"
"No..."
"Ok, then, they're really good and we'll most likely have Snape in tears."
Sirius smiled. He was the one who thought up of most of the prank plans. James was the one who made it so it was harder to track who did it. Of course, at James house, it wasn't hard to figure out who was doing the pranking. With two energetic boys with an incredible sense of humor running around, it didn't take long to guess who had done it.
"Well that's good," Sirius said, gazing down at his hands in his lap.
"You ok, buddy?"
Sirius nodded, but the expression on his face suggested otherwise. "What's wrong, Sirius. And if you don't tell me then I'll beat you up."
Sirius glanced up at James, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "You sure do have a way with people," he commented.
"I know. So, what's wrong?"
"I...I don't know. Why did my parents send my that howler? They haven't said anything about me in the past two years, and all of a sudden they want back into my life. And...I...I guess I let what Snape say get to me. It's not my fault I'm mute! I didn't ask for my mom to put that bloody curse on me. And you don't ever talk anymore because you're too busy talking to Remus. It's like I don't even exist!"
James remained quiet after Sirius's little outburst. Although he couldn't speak, therefore he couldn't hear the anger in his voice, James could see the anger, sorrow, frustration, and...loneliness on his friend's face. It was a rather complitcated emotion really.
"Sirius...I...I don't know what to say or do. I mean, you will always be my best friend and you will always be like a brother to me. But...I guess I need other friends too. So do you. I'm sure if you got to know Remus, you'd enjoy his company as much as I do."
Looking doubtful, Sirius commented,"He can't understand me, remember? He also doesn't want to have anything to do with my family."
"Ah Sirius, he overreacted. People automatically assume that you're a vile evil person who deserves to die simply because your mental pycho schizo parents are vile evil people."
"Mental pycho schizo?" asked Sirius, raising a finely shaped eyebrow.
"I always liked the combination."
Sirius nodded in understanding and stood up. "We should probably go to bed."
"I concur."
"Ooh, big words all of a sudden. Oh, my little James is groing up."
"Shut up," snapped James and threw a pillow at him, who neatly sidestepped it and glared at his friend.
Sirius walked over to his bed and got into it.
"Good night Sirius," called out James from the bed next to his.
Sirius wanted to answer. He would have given anything to answer his friend, to return the comment. But he couldn't, so he contented himself to staring out the window at the full moon.
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A.N. once again, the computer died so this isn't like i originally had it. oh well. um...i wanted to explain that the way sirius talked to remus was a spell that could make his voice like....i don't know, be in his mind. so, it was a spell, but it involved telepathy. mainly because i couldn't think of a better word to describe it. anyways, it's late, i'm tired, i have to get up early tomorrow. good night. please review. oh, also, is there anything in particular that anyone wants to see? i dont' really care what as long as it's not...inappropriate. in other words, i'm basically taking requests. adios amigos.
Chapter 9 The Prankster's Beginning
Once the two boys were in their dormitory, James sat down on his bed while Sirius sprawled across his own.
"So," began James,"what was your brilliant prank?"
Sirius thought for a minute. "Well, the one that I was going to do on Remus was a bit odd, but I thought it was good. It's basically putting honey in his socks-"
"That's it?" an incredulous James interrupted.
Sirius shook his head. "Shut up and let me finish telling you. Anyways, I was also going to curse all of his clothing to dance with other articles of clothing and follow him around all day."
"Is that all?"
"No, I was also going to dye his hair purple and his skin a tinge of pink. Oh, and I was also going to make it so his shoes would run away and blow up in a corner when he tried to put them on. Well, one of them was going to anyways. The other one was going to bite him."
"Wow Sirius, you're evil at times. Now I'm not going to be able to leave you alone without worrying about something happening to my clothes."
"Ah, I wouldn't prank you," said Sirius, looking serious.
James looked closely at Sirius. He was usually mistaken for his brother, or twin. With their similarities they were close enough for that to be true. Of course, the blood barrier made that impossible. However, you almost never saw one of the boys without the other. His mother had once said,"Cut him and you'll bleed." Of course, when she had said that, she had been trying to get some distance between the two boys. His mother hadn't always been so fond of Sirius. In fact, she had disliked him almost to the point of loathing. James had changed that.
For all of their similarities, James adn Sirius were incredibly different. Sirius enjoyed music while James enjoyed sports. Sirius was a bit shy while James was outgoing. Sirius got upset easily while it took a lot to get under James's skin. Sirius had a family that couldn't care less about him, who in fact wanted him dead, whereas James had a family that not only cared about James immensely, also cared about Sirius. However, their differences did not separate them. Indeed, they brought the two boys closer.
Sirius got up and walked over to where James was sitting. James had zoned out and had become lost in his thoughts. "James..." Sirius said, poking him to get his attention.
"Huh? What?" asked James, coming back to Earth with a thud. He gazed at his best friend.
"What do you think of my ideas?"
"Well...are you going to prank Remus with them?"
"No..."
"Ok, then, they're really good and we'll most likely have Snape in tears."
Sirius smiled. He was the one who thought up of most of the prank plans. James was the one who made it so it was harder to track who did it. Of course, at James house, it wasn't hard to figure out who was doing the pranking. With two energetic boys with an incredible sense of humor running around, it didn't take long to guess who had done it.
"Well that's good," Sirius said, gazing down at his hands in his lap.
"You ok, buddy?"
Sirius nodded, but the expression on his face suggested otherwise. "What's wrong, Sirius. And if you don't tell me then I'll beat you up."
Sirius glanced up at James, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "You sure do have a way with people," he commented.
"I know. So, what's wrong?"
"I...I don't know. Why did my parents send my that howler? They haven't said anything about me in the past two years, and all of a sudden they want back into my life. And...I...I guess I let what Snape say get to me. It's not my fault I'm mute! I didn't ask for my mom to put that bloody curse on me. And you don't ever talk anymore because you're too busy talking to Remus. It's like I don't even exist!"
James remained quiet after Sirius's little outburst. Although he couldn't speak, therefore he couldn't hear the anger in his voice, James could see the anger, sorrow, frustration, and...loneliness on his friend's face. It was a rather complitcated emotion really.
"Sirius...I...I don't know what to say or do. I mean, you will always be my best friend and you will always be like a brother to me. But...I guess I need other friends too. So do you. I'm sure if you got to know Remus, you'd enjoy his company as much as I do."
Looking doubtful, Sirius commented,"He can't understand me, remember? He also doesn't want to have anything to do with my family."
"Ah Sirius, he overreacted. People automatically assume that you're a vile evil person who deserves to die simply because your mental pycho schizo parents are vile evil people."
"Mental pycho schizo?" asked Sirius, raising a finely shaped eyebrow.
"I always liked the combination."
Sirius nodded in understanding and stood up. "We should probably go to bed."
"I concur."
"Ooh, big words all of a sudden. Oh, my little James is groing up."
"Shut up," snapped James and threw a pillow at him, who neatly sidestepped it and glared at his friend.
Sirius walked over to his bed and got into it.
"Good night Sirius," called out James from the bed next to his.
Sirius wanted to answer. He would have given anything to answer his friend, to return the comment. But he couldn't, so he contented himself to staring out the window at the full moon.
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A.N. once again, the computer died so this isn't like i originally had it. oh well. um...i wanted to explain that the way sirius talked to remus was a spell that could make his voice like....i don't know, be in his mind. so, it was a spell, but it involved telepathy. mainly because i couldn't think of a better word to describe it. anyways, it's late, i'm tired, i have to get up early tomorrow. good night. please review. oh, also, is there anything in particular that anyone wants to see? i dont' really care what as long as it's not...inappropriate. in other words, i'm basically taking requests. adios amigos.