Second chapter, yahoo! I've changed the ** range, by the by: *this*
indicates thoughts and onomatopoeia - Ex. *bang* *thunk*, ect. Remember,
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Still from Padfoot's viewpoint:
"Bored, bored, bored, bored," James said, keeping in rhythm with the *thunk* of the baseball he was throwing against the ceiling. He was laying on his back across two seats with his head hanging over into the aisle; Peter was chowing down on a hell of a lot of jelly beans in the seat next to me; Remus was sitting across from me, marking in the days when the moon would be full on his new calendar; and I was again checking myself out in my mirror.
"Oh, the boredness seeps inside my soul and eats up my brain, it's a big, big pain," James sang. "Oh, I'm so damn bored, someone shoot me please- "
"Shaddup, Prongs," Remus muttered, tossing one of Peter's jelly beans at James. It landed in James's mouth, which lead to him hacking and gagging to get it disloged from his throat.
"That was *hack* uncalled for, you furry jerk," James said, glaring at Remus, who just gave a soft snort of laughter and went back to his calendar. "Oooh," James said, chewing the jelly bean. "Strawberry."
"You know what I've always wondered?" I asked suddenly. "Why is Moony always so unnervingly calm?" Remus looked up at me with this *man, you're weird* look in his bright amber eyes, and put aside his calendar.
"'Cause I have to be," he said (calmly). "If I don't keep myself in control constantly, Wolf takes over. And that's never good." We always referred to Remus's alter ego as 'the wolf'.
"Which accounts for the fact that when he's pissed his eyes start reflecting light and his teeth sharpen," Jim stated.
"If it gets really bad, I grow claws, too," Remus explained. "It's only really primal stuff, though; I can be depressed as hell and nothing'll happen. I just have to be careful about rage and hunger-"
"Or lust," I teased. "I can see it now: Moony gets hot for some chick; Moony grows fur and fangs; Moony forgets all about screwing chick and ends up eating her instead."
"You're so damn charming, Sirius, it just makes me wanna hurl," he said. I tossed my hair.
"Yeah, I do that," I sighed. James rolled his eyes and resumed his former pastime of throwing his baseball against the ceiling.
"Bored, bored-"
"James, if you're so bored, why don't you go find your girlfriend?" Remus suggested. "Where is Lily, anyway?"
"Two compartments down, hanging out with Whosit, Whatsit, and Kitty." I instantly perked up.
"What? My pussycat?"
"You'd know all about that, though, wouldn't you?" Remus said, smirking. "You have, after all, laid most of the female population of Hogwarts."
"My Kitty-cat happens to be special," I replied haughtily.
"Thebestofthebestofthebest, SIR!" James said, grinning stupidly.
"Heh heh, you get her in the right position, and she purrs!"
"OVERSHARE!" Remus yelled.
"Yeah, really!" Peter squeaked.
"Shaddup," James and I said in unison.
"Let's go find our girls."
"Right behind you, Jimmy!"
***
We decided to make a grand entrance. James took the left side of the doorway, I took the right, Remus took center, and Pete...well, he was behind us. We burst into the girls' compartment.
"My girl!" James sang, striking a pose. Remus and I echoed him in turn and followed suit with the dramatic posing.
"My girl!"
"My girl!"
"And me! Whoa!" Peter, being the screw up that he was, tripped and fell right into us, knocking all three of us to the floor with him.
"You ruined our big entrance, Wormtail," James pouted, poking Peter hard in the back of the head.
"Yeah, nice one...klutz," a familiar voice said. We all looked up. It was the original Klutz! Remus blushed; Peter scowled. I looked around. Kitty was in the seat next to Lily, dressed very nicely. Who doesn't like a chick who pairs preppy white blouses (tied at the waist and partially unbuttoned) and plaid, Catholic school-girl skirts (very short) with knee- high leather boots and fishnet tights? Hell, I had no objections.
"Good afternoon, Black," she said, in her throaty voice. The girl never did use my first name.
"Hiya, Kitty," I replied. "The outfit does you justice." Kitty smiled, revealing sharp, enlongated canine teeth. Half vampire, on her father's side. Everyone in school knew, yet no one really minded - well, no guys at least.
"I can't believe Wormtail *sniff* ruined our big entrance," James whined, still pouting. "And I *sniff* worked so hard to impress you, Lil." Lily gave him a look.
"Aw, don't worry, Lil," I reassured, pinching James's cheek. "It's just his 'only-child' instincts coming into play. He'll be less of a loser eventually."
"All right, let's go!" James yelled, jumping to his feet and holding his fists up. "I am...THE DEER!" I jumped up and struck the same pose.
"I am...THE DOGGIE!"
"Yahahaha!" James jumped at me and began 'strangling' me.
"Eeeeeek! JimmyJimmyJimmy! Watch the hair! The hair!"
"SCREW THE HAIR!" James shrieked, tangling my hair. I screamed and pulled out my mirror, hyperventilating. My hair was unsalvagable. I screamed at my reflection, then screamed again as I flung the mirror against the wall, shattering it.
"Nooooooo," I moaned. "Noooooo, my hair. It's not beautiful anymore. I look like James! AAAAHHHHHHHHHH! THE PAIN!"
"Suck it up, ya wussy," Jimmy said.
Still from Padfoot's viewpoint:
"Bored, bored, bored, bored," James said, keeping in rhythm with the *thunk* of the baseball he was throwing against the ceiling. He was laying on his back across two seats with his head hanging over into the aisle; Peter was chowing down on a hell of a lot of jelly beans in the seat next to me; Remus was sitting across from me, marking in the days when the moon would be full on his new calendar; and I was again checking myself out in my mirror.
"Oh, the boredness seeps inside my soul and eats up my brain, it's a big, big pain," James sang. "Oh, I'm so damn bored, someone shoot me please- "
"Shaddup, Prongs," Remus muttered, tossing one of Peter's jelly beans at James. It landed in James's mouth, which lead to him hacking and gagging to get it disloged from his throat.
"That was *hack* uncalled for, you furry jerk," James said, glaring at Remus, who just gave a soft snort of laughter and went back to his calendar. "Oooh," James said, chewing the jelly bean. "Strawberry."
"You know what I've always wondered?" I asked suddenly. "Why is Moony always so unnervingly calm?" Remus looked up at me with this *man, you're weird* look in his bright amber eyes, and put aside his calendar.
"'Cause I have to be," he said (calmly). "If I don't keep myself in control constantly, Wolf takes over. And that's never good." We always referred to Remus's alter ego as 'the wolf'.
"Which accounts for the fact that when he's pissed his eyes start reflecting light and his teeth sharpen," Jim stated.
"If it gets really bad, I grow claws, too," Remus explained. "It's only really primal stuff, though; I can be depressed as hell and nothing'll happen. I just have to be careful about rage and hunger-"
"Or lust," I teased. "I can see it now: Moony gets hot for some chick; Moony grows fur and fangs; Moony forgets all about screwing chick and ends up eating her instead."
"You're so damn charming, Sirius, it just makes me wanna hurl," he said. I tossed my hair.
"Yeah, I do that," I sighed. James rolled his eyes and resumed his former pastime of throwing his baseball against the ceiling.
"Bored, bored-"
"James, if you're so bored, why don't you go find your girlfriend?" Remus suggested. "Where is Lily, anyway?"
"Two compartments down, hanging out with Whosit, Whatsit, and Kitty." I instantly perked up.
"What? My pussycat?"
"You'd know all about that, though, wouldn't you?" Remus said, smirking. "You have, after all, laid most of the female population of Hogwarts."
"My Kitty-cat happens to be special," I replied haughtily.
"Thebestofthebestofthebest, SIR!" James said, grinning stupidly.
"Heh heh, you get her in the right position, and she purrs!"
"OVERSHARE!" Remus yelled.
"Yeah, really!" Peter squeaked.
"Shaddup," James and I said in unison.
"Let's go find our girls."
"Right behind you, Jimmy!"
***
We decided to make a grand entrance. James took the left side of the doorway, I took the right, Remus took center, and Pete...well, he was behind us. We burst into the girls' compartment.
"My girl!" James sang, striking a pose. Remus and I echoed him in turn and followed suit with the dramatic posing.
"My girl!"
"My girl!"
"And me! Whoa!" Peter, being the screw up that he was, tripped and fell right into us, knocking all three of us to the floor with him.
"You ruined our big entrance, Wormtail," James pouted, poking Peter hard in the back of the head.
"Yeah, nice one...klutz," a familiar voice said. We all looked up. It was the original Klutz! Remus blushed; Peter scowled. I looked around. Kitty was in the seat next to Lily, dressed very nicely. Who doesn't like a chick who pairs preppy white blouses (tied at the waist and partially unbuttoned) and plaid, Catholic school-girl skirts (very short) with knee- high leather boots and fishnet tights? Hell, I had no objections.
"Good afternoon, Black," she said, in her throaty voice. The girl never did use my first name.
"Hiya, Kitty," I replied. "The outfit does you justice." Kitty smiled, revealing sharp, enlongated canine teeth. Half vampire, on her father's side. Everyone in school knew, yet no one really minded - well, no guys at least.
"I can't believe Wormtail *sniff* ruined our big entrance," James whined, still pouting. "And I *sniff* worked so hard to impress you, Lil." Lily gave him a look.
"Aw, don't worry, Lil," I reassured, pinching James's cheek. "It's just his 'only-child' instincts coming into play. He'll be less of a loser eventually."
"All right, let's go!" James yelled, jumping to his feet and holding his fists up. "I am...THE DEER!" I jumped up and struck the same pose.
"I am...THE DOGGIE!"
"Yahahaha!" James jumped at me and began 'strangling' me.
"Eeeeeek! JimmyJimmyJimmy! Watch the hair! The hair!"
"SCREW THE HAIR!" James shrieked, tangling my hair. I screamed and pulled out my mirror, hyperventilating. My hair was unsalvagable. I screamed at my reflection, then screamed again as I flung the mirror against the wall, shattering it.
"Nooooooo," I moaned. "Noooooo, my hair. It's not beautiful anymore. I look like James! AAAAHHHHHHHHHH! THE PAIN!"
"Suck it up, ya wussy," Jimmy said.