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Bluferret – I'll try and use some different words in this chapter
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The scarlet train pulled into Hogsmeade Station. The Marauders began to gather their things together. What they had smoked hadn't been enough to get them wasted, but they did feel a lot happier than they had after Lily and Jess had left. They began to walk down the hallway towards the exit. A door beside Sirius opened up.
"Exactly what the hell do you think you're doing, Snape?" Sirius snapped.
"Leave me alone, dirty blood traitor," Snape responded. Sirius grabbed him by the throat and pushed him up against the wall.
"What did you just call me, Snape, you son of a bitch?" Snape glared into Sirius' bloodshot eyes. He could see that he wasn't playing around. Nothing shown out of those cold, grey eyes but pure hatred. Unadalterated hatred for Snape, hatred for his family, hatred for anyone and everyone. Snape began to realize he couldn't breathe. He uttered a gurgling sound. Sirius tightened his grip. Snape blacked out, and Sirius let him fall to the ground.
"I'm not a traitor to any family. I don't have a family. I don't have a family," he muttered, over and over again. James could see that Sirius was in bad shape.
"Come on, mate, let's go up to the tower. I'll bring you up some dinner after the feast," James said.
"No, Prongs, I'm fine. Let's go before someone finds us here, what with Snivelly knocked out."
They hurried off the train, the four of them managing to jump into the last carriage before it left. They couldn't see very well, someone had the light dimmed. Sirius sat down and jumped up.
"Turn on the lights!" he yelled. The lights immidiately came on.
"Black, I'm going to kill you," growled Antony Dolohov, a tall seventh year Slytherin. He had short, clean cut black hair and a straight nose. He had dark brown eyes. For some unknown reason, Sirius noticed that he had really thick eyebrows. Dolohov appeared pretty mad, it seemed he had been about to have some fun with the girl sitting next to him.
"Try it, asshole, go ahead and try it. I want you to start something," Sirius said, gripping his wand. Dolohov stood up, smiling at Sirius. He slowly drew his own wand.
"Antony, wait -"
"Shut up, Sarah, this is no concern of yours!"
"Wait a minute, Dolohov, aren't you dating that bitch Brown? Just wait until she hears about this," Sirius raised his wand hand.
"She isn't going to hear about this, you long haired, dirty little hippy."
"Ohh, who's gonna stop me from telling her?" James raised his wand next to Sirius', as did Remus and Peter. Sirius smiled inwardly. He knew his friends would die for him, just as he would for them. Dolohov seemed to notice that he was outnumbered.
"This isn't over yet," Dolohov said as he opened the door of the moving carriage and stepped outside. The girl he was with got up as if to follow.
"Hey, babe, no one said that you had to leave," Sirius said, grinning. "Sarah, was it? I don't believe that we've met. Are you a seventh year?"
"Yes, in Hufflepuff," she responded, blushing slightly.
"Isn't that nice," Sirius said huskily. They were soon snogging.
"How does he do it?" Peter squeaked. He was never good with girls, though he had been with a few who thought they could get to Remus, James, or Sirius through him.
"Take notes, Wormtail, take notes," James responded.
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"I hope Dumbledore hurries up with the start of term speech," James said, patting his stomach. "I have a bottle of Firewhiskey in my trunk just calling my name." Remus gave him a dirty look.
"James don't get drunk and throw up in our room again. I mean, God, ever since third year it's been the same thing, first night you get drunk and yak all over our dorm. It smells for weeks!"
"Why did your dorm stink, Remus?" Lily inquired.
"Mind your own business, beautiful," James interrupted, smiling at her.
"Bugger off, James. In case you haven't noticed hitting on me non-stop hasn't been working for you."
"Hasn't it though, beautiful? I do think I'm beginning to grow on you."
"If you were I wouldn't have a boyfriend now, would I?"
"A – a boyfriend?"
"That's right, Potter, a boyfriend." And with that she stormed down to Jessica and her other friends at the other end of the table.
"She doesn't – she couldn't… a boyfriend?" James felt hot anger seep through him. "I can't believe her. Here I am, staying free, waiting for her –"
"Oh come on now, Prongs. Staying free? How many girls have you shagged between beginning of fifth year and now?" Sirius asked, shaking his hair out of his eyes.
"He makes a good point, James, as much as I hate to agree," Remus said solemnly.
"Surely not that many girls, I mean maybe fifteen, thirty tops. And I mean at the most it's thirty."
"You're not fooling anyone, James," Remus said.
"Oh fuck you guys, all of you," James said, though he was smiling. Dumbledore chose this time to make his start of term speech.
"If I may ask for your attention, students, I have a few announcements I would like to make. First of all, I would like to say welcome back to our returning students. To our new students, I would like to welcome you to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizadry. First years, and perhaps some of our sixth years, should know that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds, as is the Divinatinon Room at the top of North Tower; it is being renovated. Quidditch tryout times will be posted on your house notice boards by next Tuesday. Oh yes, and I would like to welcome to our faculty Mr. Argus Filch." Here there was a smattering of polite applause. "Mr. Filch would like me to tell you that he has list of some 457 items that are not allowed in the hall posted in his office, located in the Charms corridor next to the portrait of Eric the Idiot. There will be a prefects meeting in the heads common room immediately after the meal. Goodnight!" Dumbledore walked out of the hall, presumably up to his office.
"Strange man, that Dumbledore," James muttered.
Anyone else find Sirius a wee bit moody?
