marauders-girl-08 - I got the next update for you ! Hopefully the next couple chapters will sound okay for yeh.

Misthea - I am greatful to you, and I'm glad you like it. Yeah, I'm posting 2 chapters a day because I have up to chapter 16 already finished and ready to post. I think it's better to space out when to post the next chapters. I think it's better than posting all 16 at the same time, right? Nyahahaha... and people can just wait if it's a cliffhanger XD!

SM together - Oh you noticed! I'm still unsure of Lily being a "main" character in James' first year. Perhaps when I start writing their second year Lily may become more involved. Right now, I want to revolve around the problem at hand; Remus Lupin. He's a big problem to write at the moment, Lily will make some brief appearances, but I'm not sure their will be any really big JamesxLily scenes at the moment.

Celebrean - o.O; You're so brave! You dared ! I have to give you props for doing so. Thank you much!

Author's Notes: Thank you for all your wonderful comments! Especially from the anonymous Erere who gave me the first flame I have ever gotten! Good for you :D! Anyways! Here's the seventh installment for this story! JKR rocks and I eat socks! (I suck at poetry...) Anyways none of the characters belong to me except for Raven Crescent who I gladly made up the name out of sheer boredom. MWUAHAHA...ehem... excuse me... Rice Crispy Treats tend to do things to you.

Chapter 7: Snivellus

Weeks passed like seconds to James, and he thought that time was moving faster than it was supposed. It was already the second week of term and as usual they were still plotting to do no good. The four of them had been sneaking around during breaks, desperate to find any sort of secret passage. They weren't as lucky as they had hoped because they had found nothing but bathrooms. Peter was the only one grateful in finding all the possible bathrooms at Hogwarts, and he made Sirius laugh at the thought of it.

"There's gotta be some kind of secret to it!" James stammered, that afternoon during study hall. "If old Filch can do it, so can we."

The four lay outside under a shady oak tree. It reminded James of home for it resembled the old oak tree he had in his yard. This spot had easily been claimed by the four of them because during each break they had they'd do their work out there rather than in there common room.

"If we ever want a chance at finding some sort of secret passage, we'd need to rid ourselves of Filch, become invisible, or search Hogwarts in the dead of night!" Sirius exclaimed combing the right side of his head with his hand. "Any ideas?"

"Well we can't exactly get rid of Filch," said Remus, finally closing the book he held in his hands. "Invisibility is quite possible though."

"That's right!" James yelled smacking his hand to his head, "I remember now, my father has an invisibility cloak!"

"Why didn't you say so to begin with?!" Sirius retorted scratching his head in frustration.

"I never really thought about it." James replied rumpling his hair, his eyes wandering over to where a group of girls sat nearby. "And plus it's a hand-me-down kind of thing. My dad said he'll give it to me when I'm ready."

"Tell him you're ready now!"

James shrugged and looked down at Peter who had his attention elsewhere.

"Peter, help me out here." James sighed hopelessly. "Tell Sirius to stop being to demanding…"

Peter blinked, turned to Sirius, and repeated exactly what James had said. Remus coughed in amusement and pulled out another book from his bag. James stared; what he had told Peter to do was nothing but a figure of speech. Sirius found this rather interesting and thought he could toy around with it.

"Peter, do you mind telling James that his father is a very giving person and would do absolutely anything for him?"

"James, Sirius said that your father is a very giving person and would do absolutely anything for you." Repeated Peter, looking at James cheerfully.

Remus had put his head in his book to hide his laughter, and James smiled worriedly at Peter. Sirius found this rather humorous and decided to toy with it even more.

"Oh yes, Peter please tell yourself to finish your homework and brush your teeth, okay?"

"Peter finish your and brush your—"

Peter stopped midway through his sentence and felt himself turn red. Remus had his book against his face and you could hear the muffled laugh coming from him. Peter mumbled, "I do brush my teeth…" to himself, but Sirius patted him on the head and told him that he was just kidding. James had found it cruel, but also very amusing and smiled at the two of them.

"The bell should be ringing any moment now." James said suddenly, looking toward Remus, "What class do we have next?"

"Flying class with Madam Hooch." Said Remus in reply.

"YES!" James exclaimed jumping up. "I can't wait, I'm definitely going to apply for a position in Quidditch! What do you think I should apply for?"

"Beater." Said Sirius snickering. "I can imagine you swinging that club at everyone!"

James stared at Sirius in disbelief. Could Sirius really see him throwing around a club at everyone? Sirius laughed at James' reaction and took it as a joke.

"I think you should be a seeker." Replied Remus who had obviously thought about it a bit; "It seems like a perfect position for you."

James blushed feverishly from the comment and thanked Remus gratefully. "What about you Peter?" he asked trying to keep from letting the attention get to his head.

"Chaser!" Peter exclaimed smiling widely. "You'd be a great one!"

James smiled kindly at Peter. At least he knew what Quidditch was! James had worried that he would have to tell Peter what the game was exactly about, but it appeared as though someone had already 'educated' him on that subject.

"Chaser, huh?" James whispered to himself, then said aloud: "I'll give seeker and chaser a shot!"

Sirius seemed to shrug in disappointment and it was now apparent that Sirius really thought that James would make a great beater.

A loud ringing sound flooded through and it signaled that break had finally ended. James stretched his arms lazily and walked off with his friends following behind him. When they reached the grounds for their first flying lessons, Madam Hooch welcomed them and told them to wait by one of the broomsticks the laid motionless on the ground. James quickly noticed that they were the first people to their class.

"Where are the rest of them?" Madam Hooch retorted glancing around. "I don't have very much patience! You lot, you're from Gryffindor are you not? Five point awarded to Gryffindor then."

James nodded quite proudly and gave a grin toward Sirius, Remus, and Peter. It had been nearly fifteen minutes before the rest of them showed up and Madam Hooch gave them a brief lecture about being late to class.

Severus Snape happened to be the very last person to show up and Madam Hooch gave him an extra long lecture compared to the others. Sirius chuckled watching Snape look completely humiliated.

"Okay, now that we're all here we can finally begin." Madam Hooch said turning away from Snape to face the rest of her class. "Now that you've your brooms, stick your right hand over it and say 'Up!'"

"UP!" everyone shouted to their brooms.

Both James and Sirius got their brooms in their hands on the first get go, but many people had to say it a few times before it actually came into their hands. Peter's, on the other hand, wouldn't move at all. Frustrated that his broom wouldn't move, he quickly picked his broom up from the floor when no one else was looking. James gave Peter a thumbs up in order to keep him from looking too suspiciously nervous.

"Oh you've finally got it, have you?" said Madam Hooch to Peter, "Excellent. Now I'll teach to mount your brooms."

Madam Hooch was quite impressed with James for he seemed to have no problem at all and she commented him whenever she happened to pass by. This wasn't any surprise to Sirius because he already knew how much James loved Quidditch over all.

"Now, when I blow my whistle, you kick off from the ground, hard," explained Madam Hooch, "Remember to keep steady, rise up a few feet, then come straight down by leaning forward slightly. On my whistle—three—two—one!"

Madam Hooch's whistle blew and students began soaring through the air. It was no surprise at all that James was the first one to finish and he landed with ease; it was like he'd been flying for all of his life the way kicked off and landed. Severus was the second person to land, but he didn't land with as much grace as James did for he nearly tripped over his broom.

"The rest of you, come down now!" Madam Hooch yelled out at the students who, apparently, were trying to find out how to make their brooms descend. "Lean forward! Remember to lean forward slightly!"

One by one the students began descending to the ground with small thuds. Several of the students fell backwards when they landed and they lied there for a few seconds before standing up. Remus and Sirius had landed with rather hard thuds for right when their brooms were near the ground they just hopped off and fell easily to the floor. James applauded them courteously and Sirius frowned; Sirius and Remus didn't think that they did any good compared to what James did.

Practically all of the students were on the ground except Peter. The poor boy was too frightened to land and he was trembling with fear at the height he was at; Peter had flown much too high for his comfort.

"Boy! Come down, there's nothing to be afraid of!" Madam Hooch yelled out to him. "Just lean forward slightly—that's it—keep doing that. Oh dear!"

Peter had lost his grip and was now holding on for dear life to the broom. His legs dangled helplessly and the students looked up in horror as the broom began to ascend instead of descend. In a matter of seconds, Peter became nothing but a dot in the sky!

"Give me one of your brooms, I'll get him—hold on there! Wait!" Madam Hooch shrieked; James had kicked off again and was zooming into the sky toward Peter.

"James, you reckless idiot!" Sirius yelled. He then turned his head to see Snape chuckling to himself and Sirius yelled: "Hey, shut your trap, yeh ugly git!"

Soon enough James became a dot in the sky as well, and he glanced frantically around for Peter, James had lost sight of his yellow-headed friend behind a low cloud.

"Peter!" James called out.

"HELP ME!" shrieked Peter from not too far away. James quickly followed the sound of his voice and saw that Peter's broom had finally stopped ascending. The poor boy was still dangling from his broom and James quickly zoomed next to him to make sure he didn't fall. James understood that this was excruciatingly dangerous, but he pushed that thought away from his brain. The important thing to him was saving both of their lives.

"All right Peter?" said James loudly. "Here give me your hand and I'll help you back onto your broom."

Peter muffled a whimper and hastily moved his hand toward James'. James grabbed Peter's wrist and had to fly slightly higher to actually pull the boy upward. By the time Peter was finally on his broom, James was exhausted. Peter seemed to still be trembling, but he wasn't trembling as much since James was there.

"Okay, now just follow my lead." James huffed, trying to catch his breath and gripping his broom firmly. "Hold onto your broom like this…Great! Alright, now tilt your broom slightly forward."

Peter's face lit up when his broom began to descend slowly and yelled out, "James! James! I'm doing it!"

James smiled gratefully and followed close behind Peter just incase he was to loose control again. When they had finally reached the ground, Peter wasn't trembling any more and he seemed very happy with himself. James on the other hand fell over from exhaustion when he landed.

"Hey, mate!" said Sirius briskly looking down at James.

James grinned widely while Remus and Sirius helped him back to his feet. Peter was ever so grateful to James and repeatedly thanked him.

At that moment, the bell rang out loudly ending their flying lessons with Madam Hooch.

"Lessons are over for today! Oh and you, Potter, I need a word." Madam Hooch said sternly to James. "You lot, go on! Move it!"

Sirius felt like an animal being driven away by the way Madam Hooch told him, Remus, and Peter to leave. They trudged forward, periodically looking back at James in worry. By the time the three of them were out of sight, James felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Excellent flying." Madam Hooch said sternly eyeing James' windswept hair. "Like Quidditch, do you?"

James nodded; he had a feeling where this conversation was going next.

"I'll put you down on the list of players for next year." She began, "You can start playing without having to try out for a position. What do you say?"

"That would be great!" James exclaimed his voice perked up, "Can I be… erm… a chaser?"

"Chaser? I'll talk to Professor McGonagall about it." She said smiling. "Off you go."

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"A chaser?" Sirius repeated, cocking his head sideways, "I swore you'd go for seeker!"

Peter seemed to be thrilled that James had taken his advice and Remus and Sirius couldn't blame him either. They were sitting under the tree again; enjoying their break while it lasted.

"That was amazing flying work!" exclaimed a perky voice from behind. They looked to see Raven Crescent standing there smiling up at them. "Thanks to you we're way ahead in points! I can't believe Professor McGonagall awarded 50 points for what you did!"

"Fifty?" James asked his face in disbelief.

"Yeah!" she squealed excitedly. "Thanks! Well, I need to get going. Bye!"

She happily walked away leaving the four of them. James lay on his back looking up at the sky; Sirius had his back against the tree staring out at the people who passed by; Remus, as usual, was reading another large book; and Peter sat there poking at the grass. They knew that supper was quite soon and they decided to relax a bit before going down to the Great Hall. By the time Remus had finished skimming through his book, James had jumped up onto his feet.

"I'm starved, shall we go down now?" said James coolly, his stomach grumbling loudly.

"Sure thing—What does he want?" Sirius scowled watching Snape walking towards them with a sour face, his hair flopping.

"Your cousin wants to talk to you, Black." Snape said sourly.

James and Sirius looked at each other in concern.

"Since when were you Bellatrix's henchman?" Sirius glared harshly.

"I am not your cousin's henchman, Black, she forced me to get you."

"Stop referring her as my cousin!" Sirius stammered. "Fine, I'll meet you guys in a bit."

Sirius walked away, and James noticed that he pulled out his wand just in case. James was about to follow when Snape stepped in front of him.

"Just because you can fly a broom doesn't mean anything, Potter." Snape spat causing James to have to step backwards.

"Let's go James…" Remus whispered softly pushing Peter toward the Great Hall. Peter on the other hand, wanted to stay and see if James and Snape would start something.

"Just because you always end up second best doesn't mean anything either, Snivellus." James sneered back.

The two of them seemed to glare at each other harshly and the aura they gave off made everything tense up. Remus felt an urge to separate the two of them, but he didn't wish to get on James' bad side.

By the time Sirius had returned, James and Snape were pointing their wands at each other. Peter stared with excitement in his eyes at James, but Remus was watching with concern. When James saw Sirius, he quickly pocketed his wand and walked over to him, ignoring Snape completely. Snape glared harshly at the both of them, and his face in complete loathing, he then dashed off without anything more to say.

"What's his problem?" Sirius asked looking over at Snape. "Oh—Don't worry, Bellatrix didn't do anything. She just gave me another letter from my mum."

James sighed in relief and signaled Remus and Peter that they were leaving.

"It's only the second week of term and you've already made yourself an enemy." Remus said coolly walking ahead of them. "Just make sure you don't get expelled because of him."

"What a pain." Sirius retorted combing through his hair.

"Oh! James what did you call him?" Peter asked trying to remember.

"Snivellus," James replied awkwardly, "Why? Isn't that his name?"

Remus and Sirius burst into a fit of laughter, and James frowned in embarrassment.

"His name is Severus Snape." Remus said correcting him.

"That's a great one, mate!" Sirius smirked. "Snivellus, huh? Oddly enough, it seems to fit a person like him perfectly!"

::TO BE CONTINUED (annoying isn't it?)::

Next Chapter: Halloween

How am I doing so far? Is the story all right? Is everyone cool with it...? Or is it just plain weird? If you have the answers to any of these questions please add them to the review you were just about to give me! You were going to give me a review... right? If not, I'll send my stuffed plushie version of Scabbers to haunt you in the dead of night. Though of course, I don't think Scabbers will listen to me since I tend to torture him every now and then for making Sirius suffer... and all that... stuffies...