Title: Delicate Treasures
Author: Stardrops
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG 13 + (For slash and occasional swearing, precautions only)
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter or anything related, it would be published and I would be the millionaire, therefore I wouldn't actually need to write a fanfiction! Therefore, I hope you deduce that no, I do not own them.
Chapter Two: In Diagon Alley
"Sirius!" A voice was jerking Sirius out of his nice, warm snooze. James was up and about early, as usual.
"Mmmffph," he answered grumpily, pulling the pillow over his head in a flat refusal to embrace the morning.
"Sirius Black, if you don't get up, I will jump on your back and probably bring you more pain than opening your eyes to the morning sun would!"
"Mmmffph!"
"All right, you asked for it!" James said. Sirius heard the floor creak as a heavy footstep put pressure on the bare wooden floor next to his bed. He felt slight apprehension as the creak became more pronounced as though James was putting still more pressure on before–
"Oh jeez, James!" Sirius gasped as something large, heavy and bony landed on his back. The projectile was laughing childishly and tickling Sirius.
"Come on, Siri! We have to get going if we're gonna meet Remus and Peter when we said we would! Get up!" James poked him in the side, where he knew Sirius was the most ticklish.
Sirius giggled helplessly as James tickled him, before kicking out violently with his leg and catching James in the stomach. As James sank to the floor in an exaggerated slump, Sirius yawned and stretched.
"There are you happy?" Sirius glared at James. He hated – no, despised – getting up early in the morning. Sirius liked to stay up late and sleep in. James, however, was fully energized and full of laughter at any stage during day or night. The only time Sirius had not known him to be bouncy when getting out of bed was when Sirius and Peter had, at a sleepover, drawn on his face using Mrs Potter's eyeliner. He was so dismayed with his pronounced moustache that he'd chased Peter all over the house. Which, in fact, Sirius realized with a grumble to himself, meant that he'd had energy, and a lot of it. So therefore, James was never tired or grumpy when he'd been woken in the morning.
"Holy crap, you sure pack a punch – or should I say a kick?" James quipped.
"Shut up."
"Ooooh, are you grumpy or something?" James asked with a grin.
Sirius glared at him and pulled on a pair of jeans. "Go pester someone else. It's too early in the morning."
James smiled wickedly. "Yes, it is, isn't it? But isn't it a lovely day?"
"I wouldn't know." Sirius busied himself tying his shoe laces.
James crossed the room to the window and pulled down the string. The curtains whooshed open, letting in – in Sirius's opinion – an obscene amount of sunlight.
"Argh!" Sirius shielded his eyes. "You bastard!" He chased James out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen where James hid behind his mother, grinning wickedly.
"Boys! I'm trying to serve breakfast!" Mrs Potter protested. "James, sit down would you please? Sirius, you sit over here." She shoved a plate piled high with omelette and a side of bacon over to Sirius and passed the toast to him first.
"Hey, mum, what time are we leaving here?" James asked, mouth full of egg and toast.
"Ugh, James! Chew your food, swallow, and then talk!" Mrs Potter said in disgust. "We'll be leaving as soon as you two eat your breakfast. What time are you meeting Remus and Peter?"
"Eleven."
Sirius felt the familiar feeling of butterflies surface in his stomach.
* * *
James and Sirius were walking down the main street in Diagon Alley, heading for the ice creamery where they'd promised to meet the other half of the Marauders.
"Why on earth did you arrange to meet them there? You know what will happen, we're all going to buy ice cream and get stuffed full of junk at eleven in the morning. It's too early in the morning for ice cream!"
James looked insulted. "Sirius, it's never too early in the morning for ice cream. You have no respect for my friend: the junk food."
Sirius playfully shoved him. "Shut up, Prongs. You're a moron."
It was at that exact moment that the ice creamery came into view, and with it, so did the sight of their friend Peter.
"Hey, Wormtail!" yelled James happily. The two boys hastened their pace and met up with the smaller, slightly plumper boy. He looked pleased to see them.
"Hey, man, how're you going?" asked Sirius, thumping Peter on the back. Peter whacked him back and smiled innocently.
"Good grief, he's turning into you, Siri!" James laughed. "Oy, where's Moony?"
"He's coming now, look, there!"
Sirius's head snapped up. Sure enough, there was Remus, walking towards them with a huge smile on his face, waving like a maniac. Sirius couldn't help but grin as the smaller boy walked towards him, and for a moment, he couldn't hear nor see anything around him except the beautiful, sandy haired creation moving so elegantly in his direction.
"Moonyyyyyyyy!" called James joyfully. Remus reached them and slapped his hand to James's in a high five.
"Hey guys, long time, no see!" Remus said with a grin. He turned to look at the ice creamery. "Well, there's no use standing out here. Shall we go in?"
James looked at Sirius. "But isn't it too early in the morning for ice cream?" he asked innocently, but with the evil glint still evident in his eyes.
Sirius raised an eyebrow at him. "James, you poor unintelligent being, it is never too early in the morning for ice cream." He poked his tongue out at the messy haired boy and ducked a playful punch. The two walked into the ice cream parlour, still playfully insulting each other, leaving Remus and Peter to walk in after them in slight bewilderment.
* * *
Licking ice creams, the four boys were wandering the main street again.
"So.........what does everyone want to do first?" asked Remus. Sirius studied him, and watched him delicately eating his ice cream. It was Wild Quippterberry, an unusual flavour, just like Remus. Sirius looked down at his own. It was a boringly normal flavour, Craving Chocolate.
"Oh, we haven't yet got our books!" Remus exclaimed. "Let's go to Flourish and Blotts!"
Sirius smiled to himself. Trust Remus to remember the books. He spent half his life reading every book ever written. Sirius had trouble bothering to read most of the required books for school. He and James always managed to get good grades, but he had to admit he'd probably never do as well in his exams if he didn't get the help Remus offered him every time an exam was approaching.
Entering Flourish and Blotts, they saw a display of Quidditch books in the centre of the store. James uttered what would have been a squeal were he not male and dragged Sirius over to the towering pyramid of books. Sirius didn't need much coaxing. Remus and Peter separated and wandered to different sections of the store. Peter was looking over books on jinxes; Remus was looking at non-fiction books about famous wizards.
Sirius's eyes followed Remus as he wandered slowly around, picking up books at random and skimming the front and back covers before setting them back down. He was so absorbed that he didn't notice James speaking to him until he felt an unnecessarily hard thump on the back.
"Oh, holy crap man!" Sirius groaned. "What the hell was that for?"
James grinned cheekily. "You weren't paying attention to me."
Sirius rolled his eyes. "You're such an attention seeker. Have you ever considered getting professional help?"
"I wouldn't need professional help if you paid attention to me all the time!" James replied impertinently. He copped a flick on the shoulder from Sirius for that comment. "Anyway, check out these uniforms, aren't they the saddest thing? And honestly, check out this picture of the Wronski Feint, its so obvious that he's feinting because you can see that he's concentrating on when to pull the broom up........." Sirius tuned out after a while, he was Quidditch crazy but even he got bored of James's constant Quidditch talk.
It wasn't until Remus came and firmly clasped him hand over James's mouth and began to drag him from the bookshop that they actually left. James hadn't actually bought any books of his own, Remus had bought the books for all four of them while Sirius was being lectured on the proper techniques of the Wronski Feint and Peter was laughing his head off at Sirius's predicament.
As they stood in the street outside the bookshop, they reimbursed Remus with money for their books. Sirius handed over a handful of Galleons and quickly let them all slide into Remus's bag. He'd given Remus about 5 extra Galleons and didn't want him to notice. Remus's family wasn't all that rich, and Sirius always liked to give some of his fortune away to him secretly. Remus would never find out about it, but it gave Sirius the warm glow of having done something nice for another person.
As the four set off down the street, a few hours later, having bought all their belongings now, James looked at his Muggle watch. "Hey, guys, me and Sirius got to go meet mum soon, you gonna come?"
Remus also looked at his watch and sighed. "Nah, I had better go and meet my father. I'll see you guys on the Hogwarts Express, ok?"
"Yeah, later," said James. Sirius waved and Peter gave them all high fives before he jogged off in the direction of where his own mother was standing outside the Apothecary.
"Well, that was mildly fun," James said casually. The pair were walking jauntily up the main street carrying several packages each.
"Did you even buy that Quidditch book?" Sirius asked suddenly.
James looked at him quizzically. "No, I was standing with you the whole time, remember?"
Sirius groaned. "You made me stand there and listen to you rave on about Quidditch and you didn't even buy the bloody book?"
James grinned gleefully. "Nope."
Sirius turned his head and glared at his best friend. "Sometimes I really hate you."
Shaking his head, James flashed his teeth in a wide smile. "No you don't. You love me. You know you do."
Mrs Potter was waiting for them at the top of the street. "Come along boys," she chided.
James and Sirius hung a distance behind their parents so they wouldn't seem uncool, hanging with their parents. Occasionally they would pass groups of people they knew from school, boys waved to them and girls giggled and blushed as the two good-looking males passed them.
Sirius turned before they went back through the Leaky Cauldron and caught a glimpse of Remus walking away from him. Remus was looking in his direction, and Sirius watched as the sandy haired boy's face beamed at him and he waved before being dragged away by his parents.
Sirius smiled to himself. And now they had a whole year of being in the same classes, the same dorm and everything. This year was sure to be the best so far.
James nudged him. "Hey, what're thinking so hard about?"
Sirius gave him a look of mock surprise. "Since when do you or I ever think?"
James poked his tongue out and smiled. "Can't argue with logic there, can I?"
A/N: Okay, that chapter kinda didn't work the way I was intending it to. Oh well, still got the general idea across. Haven't yet really revealed Remus's character, though, so will try my hardest to do that next time, promise. Please review it, I want ur feedback on how im doing!
~Stardrops~
Author: Stardrops
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG 13 + (For slash and occasional swearing, precautions only)
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter or anything related, it would be published and I would be the millionaire, therefore I wouldn't actually need to write a fanfiction! Therefore, I hope you deduce that no, I do not own them.
Chapter Two: In Diagon Alley
"Sirius!" A voice was jerking Sirius out of his nice, warm snooze. James was up and about early, as usual.
"Mmmffph," he answered grumpily, pulling the pillow over his head in a flat refusal to embrace the morning.
"Sirius Black, if you don't get up, I will jump on your back and probably bring you more pain than opening your eyes to the morning sun would!"
"Mmmffph!"
"All right, you asked for it!" James said. Sirius heard the floor creak as a heavy footstep put pressure on the bare wooden floor next to his bed. He felt slight apprehension as the creak became more pronounced as though James was putting still more pressure on before–
"Oh jeez, James!" Sirius gasped as something large, heavy and bony landed on his back. The projectile was laughing childishly and tickling Sirius.
"Come on, Siri! We have to get going if we're gonna meet Remus and Peter when we said we would! Get up!" James poked him in the side, where he knew Sirius was the most ticklish.
Sirius giggled helplessly as James tickled him, before kicking out violently with his leg and catching James in the stomach. As James sank to the floor in an exaggerated slump, Sirius yawned and stretched.
"There are you happy?" Sirius glared at James. He hated – no, despised – getting up early in the morning. Sirius liked to stay up late and sleep in. James, however, was fully energized and full of laughter at any stage during day or night. The only time Sirius had not known him to be bouncy when getting out of bed was when Sirius and Peter had, at a sleepover, drawn on his face using Mrs Potter's eyeliner. He was so dismayed with his pronounced moustache that he'd chased Peter all over the house. Which, in fact, Sirius realized with a grumble to himself, meant that he'd had energy, and a lot of it. So therefore, James was never tired or grumpy when he'd been woken in the morning.
"Holy crap, you sure pack a punch – or should I say a kick?" James quipped.
"Shut up."
"Ooooh, are you grumpy or something?" James asked with a grin.
Sirius glared at him and pulled on a pair of jeans. "Go pester someone else. It's too early in the morning."
James smiled wickedly. "Yes, it is, isn't it? But isn't it a lovely day?"
"I wouldn't know." Sirius busied himself tying his shoe laces.
James crossed the room to the window and pulled down the string. The curtains whooshed open, letting in – in Sirius's opinion – an obscene amount of sunlight.
"Argh!" Sirius shielded his eyes. "You bastard!" He chased James out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen where James hid behind his mother, grinning wickedly.
"Boys! I'm trying to serve breakfast!" Mrs Potter protested. "James, sit down would you please? Sirius, you sit over here." She shoved a plate piled high with omelette and a side of bacon over to Sirius and passed the toast to him first.
"Hey, mum, what time are we leaving here?" James asked, mouth full of egg and toast.
"Ugh, James! Chew your food, swallow, and then talk!" Mrs Potter said in disgust. "We'll be leaving as soon as you two eat your breakfast. What time are you meeting Remus and Peter?"
"Eleven."
Sirius felt the familiar feeling of butterflies surface in his stomach.
* * *
James and Sirius were walking down the main street in Diagon Alley, heading for the ice creamery where they'd promised to meet the other half of the Marauders.
"Why on earth did you arrange to meet them there? You know what will happen, we're all going to buy ice cream and get stuffed full of junk at eleven in the morning. It's too early in the morning for ice cream!"
James looked insulted. "Sirius, it's never too early in the morning for ice cream. You have no respect for my friend: the junk food."
Sirius playfully shoved him. "Shut up, Prongs. You're a moron."
It was at that exact moment that the ice creamery came into view, and with it, so did the sight of their friend Peter.
"Hey, Wormtail!" yelled James happily. The two boys hastened their pace and met up with the smaller, slightly plumper boy. He looked pleased to see them.
"Hey, man, how're you going?" asked Sirius, thumping Peter on the back. Peter whacked him back and smiled innocently.
"Good grief, he's turning into you, Siri!" James laughed. "Oy, where's Moony?"
"He's coming now, look, there!"
Sirius's head snapped up. Sure enough, there was Remus, walking towards them with a huge smile on his face, waving like a maniac. Sirius couldn't help but grin as the smaller boy walked towards him, and for a moment, he couldn't hear nor see anything around him except the beautiful, sandy haired creation moving so elegantly in his direction.
"Moonyyyyyyyy!" called James joyfully. Remus reached them and slapped his hand to James's in a high five.
"Hey guys, long time, no see!" Remus said with a grin. He turned to look at the ice creamery. "Well, there's no use standing out here. Shall we go in?"
James looked at Sirius. "But isn't it too early in the morning for ice cream?" he asked innocently, but with the evil glint still evident in his eyes.
Sirius raised an eyebrow at him. "James, you poor unintelligent being, it is never too early in the morning for ice cream." He poked his tongue out at the messy haired boy and ducked a playful punch. The two walked into the ice cream parlour, still playfully insulting each other, leaving Remus and Peter to walk in after them in slight bewilderment.
* * *
Licking ice creams, the four boys were wandering the main street again.
"So.........what does everyone want to do first?" asked Remus. Sirius studied him, and watched him delicately eating his ice cream. It was Wild Quippterberry, an unusual flavour, just like Remus. Sirius looked down at his own. It was a boringly normal flavour, Craving Chocolate.
"Oh, we haven't yet got our books!" Remus exclaimed. "Let's go to Flourish and Blotts!"
Sirius smiled to himself. Trust Remus to remember the books. He spent half his life reading every book ever written. Sirius had trouble bothering to read most of the required books for school. He and James always managed to get good grades, but he had to admit he'd probably never do as well in his exams if he didn't get the help Remus offered him every time an exam was approaching.
Entering Flourish and Blotts, they saw a display of Quidditch books in the centre of the store. James uttered what would have been a squeal were he not male and dragged Sirius over to the towering pyramid of books. Sirius didn't need much coaxing. Remus and Peter separated and wandered to different sections of the store. Peter was looking over books on jinxes; Remus was looking at non-fiction books about famous wizards.
Sirius's eyes followed Remus as he wandered slowly around, picking up books at random and skimming the front and back covers before setting them back down. He was so absorbed that he didn't notice James speaking to him until he felt an unnecessarily hard thump on the back.
"Oh, holy crap man!" Sirius groaned. "What the hell was that for?"
James grinned cheekily. "You weren't paying attention to me."
Sirius rolled his eyes. "You're such an attention seeker. Have you ever considered getting professional help?"
"I wouldn't need professional help if you paid attention to me all the time!" James replied impertinently. He copped a flick on the shoulder from Sirius for that comment. "Anyway, check out these uniforms, aren't they the saddest thing? And honestly, check out this picture of the Wronski Feint, its so obvious that he's feinting because you can see that he's concentrating on when to pull the broom up........." Sirius tuned out after a while, he was Quidditch crazy but even he got bored of James's constant Quidditch talk.
It wasn't until Remus came and firmly clasped him hand over James's mouth and began to drag him from the bookshop that they actually left. James hadn't actually bought any books of his own, Remus had bought the books for all four of them while Sirius was being lectured on the proper techniques of the Wronski Feint and Peter was laughing his head off at Sirius's predicament.
As they stood in the street outside the bookshop, they reimbursed Remus with money for their books. Sirius handed over a handful of Galleons and quickly let them all slide into Remus's bag. He'd given Remus about 5 extra Galleons and didn't want him to notice. Remus's family wasn't all that rich, and Sirius always liked to give some of his fortune away to him secretly. Remus would never find out about it, but it gave Sirius the warm glow of having done something nice for another person.
As the four set off down the street, a few hours later, having bought all their belongings now, James looked at his Muggle watch. "Hey, guys, me and Sirius got to go meet mum soon, you gonna come?"
Remus also looked at his watch and sighed. "Nah, I had better go and meet my father. I'll see you guys on the Hogwarts Express, ok?"
"Yeah, later," said James. Sirius waved and Peter gave them all high fives before he jogged off in the direction of where his own mother was standing outside the Apothecary.
"Well, that was mildly fun," James said casually. The pair were walking jauntily up the main street carrying several packages each.
"Did you even buy that Quidditch book?" Sirius asked suddenly.
James looked at him quizzically. "No, I was standing with you the whole time, remember?"
Sirius groaned. "You made me stand there and listen to you rave on about Quidditch and you didn't even buy the bloody book?"
James grinned gleefully. "Nope."
Sirius turned his head and glared at his best friend. "Sometimes I really hate you."
Shaking his head, James flashed his teeth in a wide smile. "No you don't. You love me. You know you do."
Mrs Potter was waiting for them at the top of the street. "Come along boys," she chided.
James and Sirius hung a distance behind their parents so they wouldn't seem uncool, hanging with their parents. Occasionally they would pass groups of people they knew from school, boys waved to them and girls giggled and blushed as the two good-looking males passed them.
Sirius turned before they went back through the Leaky Cauldron and caught a glimpse of Remus walking away from him. Remus was looking in his direction, and Sirius watched as the sandy haired boy's face beamed at him and he waved before being dragged away by his parents.
Sirius smiled to himself. And now they had a whole year of being in the same classes, the same dorm and everything. This year was sure to be the best so far.
James nudged him. "Hey, what're thinking so hard about?"
Sirius gave him a look of mock surprise. "Since when do you or I ever think?"
James poked his tongue out and smiled. "Can't argue with logic there, can I?"
A/N: Okay, that chapter kinda didn't work the way I was intending it to. Oh well, still got the general idea across. Haven't yet really revealed Remus's character, though, so will try my hardest to do that next time, promise. Please review it, I want ur feedback on how im doing!
~Stardrops~