Author's Note:
Dear god, what do I write in response to that chapter? Not that I'm not
sooo glad Sarah did that whole Sirius thing, because I love crazy-Sirius
food scenes!! Anyway, now I have to somehow twist that madness into my own
chapter! ::Sigh:: Sometimes I worry about my stress intake!
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Chapter 15- hmm, I don't mind the number 15 actually, it's kind of smooth! Like a cross-dressing odd number (it looks like an even number but is technically an odd number)
James poured himself a bowl of the strange techni-coloured cereal and poked at it with his spoon, Sirius was right this stuff wasn't up to the standard of the deliciousness that was Poptarts.
"What is with everyone the morning?" Lily finally asked, looking at her group of very down looking friends. Remus looked like he hadn't slept in days and his robes were looking slightly ripped; Chloe was consoling Amanda who was trying to stop the tears that still threatened to fall from her eyes. And Renee was humming a strange song to herself with her eyes closed as she ate a peach.
"He was so hooked, and then it was taken away!" sobbed Amanda "Did you see the hurt in his eyes? The poor boy!" she buried her head in Chloe's shoulder and sobbed. Chloe looked slightly awkward but stroked the girl and made soothing noises.
"Um yeah, there was a slight disaster with Sirius' breakfast this morning and I think it hit everyone pretty hard?" said James, looking somber but also trying to hold back his laughter at Lily's incredulous expression.
"So our entire clique's world had crumbled because Sirius is craving a breakfast food?" she asked, looking at James doubtfully.
"Yeah," he sighed, looking down at his bowl.
"You're all nuts! You're all bloody nuts!" she said, getting up and taking the last apple from the fruit bowl and walking out.
James poked his tongue out at her retreating back and looked around the table for something better to eat. After the ordeal of that morning he was definitely in need of an apple. He put his hand into the fruit bowl and gasped, Lily had taken the LAST apple. He jumped up and ran down to the other end of the table where there was another fruit bowl. Pushing 2 first years out of the way he leapt towards it looking for a morsel of the sweet apple variety.
"Sorry James, there's no apples left up this end." Said a first year that knew him well, she giggled at the normally good-humored boy and he scowled at her, causing her to gasp.
He ran to the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw houses and all their apple were gone too, he was about to make his way out the door looking very crestfallen when he spotted a red juicy apple at the Slytherin table.
He looked around at the students who were there; the apple was right near where Snape was seated. He gritted his teeth and ran towards the table, he took a leap and dove over the table, using his seeker reflexes to grab the apple just before a slimy looking first year put her slimy hands on it. He tucked and rolled onto the floor over the other side of the table before standing up and dusting himself off. He walked out of the hall with his head held high, munching delightedly on a shiny red apple.
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The Gryffindors first class for the morning was Transfiguration, and James walked in, finishing the last of his apple just in time. He slid into a seat between Lily and a very depressed looking Sirius just before Professor Morphuleda strolled in and called them to attention.
"Good Morning Professor Morphuleda." Said the class in a very bored, yet sing-songy voice.
"Morning class, you may be seated." She said, turning to the blackboard and tapping her wand on it lightly. The instructions for their task for that day appeared and she stood before them explaining it in full detail.
"Sirius, cheer up mate," said James as he attempted to Transfigure his light bulb into a lantern.
"Cheer up? CHEER UP? I cant just 'cheer up' I can't believe our so-called 'Esteemed Headmaster' could do this to us, to me! He's doing this to keep us conforming; he gives us things, gets us hooked and takes them away! Its just plain mean James!" he cried, causing him to receive a stern look from Professor Morphuleda.
"Maybe if we went to Professor Dumbledore and asked him to get in some more poptarts because you're craving them, then he would?" said Lily optimistically.
Sirius' eyes lit up at this idea, "Lily you're brilliant! That is exactly what I can do! Professor Dumbledore is a great, kind honest man he's sure to help me!" he cried, jumping up and running for the door.
"MR. BLACK, sit down this instant! You will not just walk out of my classroom anytime you like!" roared professor Morphuleda.
Sirius, realising he was still in class grinned sheepishly and sat down.
"Great? Kind? Honest? This is the man you've been cursing for the entire morning padfoot!" laughed James.
"Shut-up James!" said Sirius, smacking him playfully.
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As soon as class was finished, Sirius ran off in the direction of the headmaster's office.
As he reached it he saw the headmaster walking up towards it, eating a bowl of Froot Loops. Sirius was enraged, but he controlled himself and called out to the headmaster.
"Professor Dumbledore! Can I please have a word with you?" he called out, hoping he sounded polite.
Dumbledore didn't turn around and look at him, but he nodded his head slowly.
"I was wondering when you'd come and confront me Mr. Black," he said, as the staircase recognized him and opened. "Come up to my office." He said, finally facing the boy with a smile, and beckoned him forward.
Sirius ran up the stairs and followed Dumbledore into his office and sat down on the opposite side of his large desk.
"Professor Dumbledore sir, I presume you know why I am here," said Sirius in his most grown up voice.
"Of course Mr. Black, but don't allow that to stop you from telling me all about it," said the old man with a twinkle in his eye.
"Well this morning I couldn't help but notice that there were no poptarts on the table at breakfast, and instead there was these odd techni-colour 'loops'" Said Sirius with a look of distaste.
"Yes, they are really quite delightful and I thought the students would enjoy them, are you telling me that this is not the case?" asked Professor Dumbledore, his face looking very serious but his eyes showed his hidden laughter.
Sirius tired to stop his body from shaking, it had been almost 18 hours since his last poptart and he was not taking it too well.
"I'm sure they are great!" Sirius almost sneered. "But I don't understand why you had to take away the poptarts?" he asked, starting to break.
"Well Mr. Black, I feared that there were students in the school developing a slight addiction to poptarts, as I was myself. And I thought it would be best if we took them away before the problem got out of hand. I think if you just tried to Froot Loops then you would see they aren't that bad." Said Dumbledore calmly, preparing himself for the outburst he would surely receive.
"I DON'T WANT TO TRY YOUR DAMN FROOT LOOPS YOU FOOL!" he yelled, before realising who he was speaking to. "Oh, sir I'm so sorry, I was out of line!" he mumbled, not wanting to look at his headmaster. But to his surprise he heard the older man chuckle, and when he looked up he saw a very amused headmaster looking at him.
"I see that you are just as hooked on poptarts as I am Sirius, therefore I sympathize with you. There will be poptarts back on the table at breakfast tomorrow morning. But I must warn you not to eat them too often or you will be craving for the rest of your life." Said the headmaster gravely. "Is that all you needed?" he asked.
Sirius beamed, "Yes thank-you sir!" he said standing up.
"Well then I advise you hurry to class, you will be very late as it is. Here is a note for your teacher, good day Mr. Black." Said the headmaster, leading Sirius to the door.
"Yes, thank you again Professor Dumbledore I am very grateful." He said before bounding out the door and running to his next class.
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After a long day of classes and a particularly grueling Quiditch practice, James dragged himself back to the Gryffindor tower and tried to get himself into a homework mindset.
"Hey James, how was practice?" asked Lily as he came through the portrait hole. She was bent over a large piece of parchment and was busy scribbling away.
"Hard!" mumbled James as he fell down into the nearest chair, closing his eyes and running his hand through his windswept hair.
"You look dead on your feet James, why don't you go up to bed?" said Lily, looking up from her work and massaging her temples.
"Nah, I got that potions essay due tomorrow to finish." Sighed James, pulling a table closer to him and summoning his books.
"Trust you to leave it until the last minute James!" Lily scoffed, smiling at her friend.
"I'm not that bad Lils, I just have to finish off my conclusion and then I'm done. It won't take too long and then I'm going hit the sack!" he said laughing and bending down to finish his work.
Lily sighed as she watched her childhood friend furrow his brow and scribble down a conclusion at the end of his essay. She looked back down at her won work and continued working.
They worked in a comfortable silence for quite a while, until James broke that silence by throwing his quill down a little more forcefully then required.
"There! It's finished, and it's the right length!" he cried, running his hand through his black hair, Lily laughed and flicked her own hair back of her shoulder.
"Well I'm nearly done here, you don't need to wait up. Goodnight James," she said quietly, realizing that they were the only people left in the Gryffindor common room, therefore it must be late.
"Alright Lils, don't stay up too late, it's already way past bedtime and you don't want to be tired for class tomorrow." Said James, he got up and kissed Lily lightly on her forehead in a strictly platonic gesture. "Night Lils," he said quietly as he made his way towards the steps.
He walked upstairs and into his room, he could hear Peter snoring lightly from his bed and the faint sound of Sirius babbling something in his sleep.
He slipped out of his clothes and climbed into bed in just his boxers, and tried to fall asleep the image of Lily, illuminated by the fire fresh in his mind.
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Lily lay back in her chair and touched the spot on her forehead where James had kissed her, she felt slightly tingly and giddy and when she thought of James sitting there a smile crept to her tired face.
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James tossed and turned in his bed, trying to get to sleep for around 2 hours. Finally he gave up and was starting to get frustrated so he climbed out of bed and look around. He clock read 12:30am and he could hear the soft sounds of his friends sleeping around him. He decided that he needed to go for a walk and clear his head before he would try and sleep again so he pulled on some loose pants and walked down to the dark common room.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs he saw a familiar redhead sitting with her head at an odd angle and her quill still on her hand on the couch she'd been on when he'd left the common room hours ago.
"Oh Lily," he sighed in an almost motherly tone as he walked over to the couch. He picked her light frame up and then gathered her paper together on the edge of the table where she could find it in the morning. The piece of paper on the top of the pile caught his eye, and he put Lily back down on the couch so he could get a good look at it. he took the paper over to the dying fire for light, and looked at it. He gasped, written on the parchment in dark black ink were the words: 'I love James Potter'
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A/n: hehehe!! We needed them to get properly together now didn't we? I hope that chapter was good, it was fairly long for me over 2,000 words! WHOOPEE! Now I need to get on the Internet without my parents noticing so I can send it to Sarah to beta and hopefully she can upload it for me too! Please review even though fanfiction has gone biserk and wont send them or anything else to me! ::Cries:: oh well, I hope you liked it! love jadel!!
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Chapter 15- hmm, I don't mind the number 15 actually, it's kind of smooth! Like a cross-dressing odd number (it looks like an even number but is technically an odd number)
James poured himself a bowl of the strange techni-coloured cereal and poked at it with his spoon, Sirius was right this stuff wasn't up to the standard of the deliciousness that was Poptarts.
"What is with everyone the morning?" Lily finally asked, looking at her group of very down looking friends. Remus looked like he hadn't slept in days and his robes were looking slightly ripped; Chloe was consoling Amanda who was trying to stop the tears that still threatened to fall from her eyes. And Renee was humming a strange song to herself with her eyes closed as she ate a peach.
"He was so hooked, and then it was taken away!" sobbed Amanda "Did you see the hurt in his eyes? The poor boy!" she buried her head in Chloe's shoulder and sobbed. Chloe looked slightly awkward but stroked the girl and made soothing noises.
"Um yeah, there was a slight disaster with Sirius' breakfast this morning and I think it hit everyone pretty hard?" said James, looking somber but also trying to hold back his laughter at Lily's incredulous expression.
"So our entire clique's world had crumbled because Sirius is craving a breakfast food?" she asked, looking at James doubtfully.
"Yeah," he sighed, looking down at his bowl.
"You're all nuts! You're all bloody nuts!" she said, getting up and taking the last apple from the fruit bowl and walking out.
James poked his tongue out at her retreating back and looked around the table for something better to eat. After the ordeal of that morning he was definitely in need of an apple. He put his hand into the fruit bowl and gasped, Lily had taken the LAST apple. He jumped up and ran down to the other end of the table where there was another fruit bowl. Pushing 2 first years out of the way he leapt towards it looking for a morsel of the sweet apple variety.
"Sorry James, there's no apples left up this end." Said a first year that knew him well, she giggled at the normally good-humored boy and he scowled at her, causing her to gasp.
He ran to the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw houses and all their apple were gone too, he was about to make his way out the door looking very crestfallen when he spotted a red juicy apple at the Slytherin table.
He looked around at the students who were there; the apple was right near where Snape was seated. He gritted his teeth and ran towards the table, he took a leap and dove over the table, using his seeker reflexes to grab the apple just before a slimy looking first year put her slimy hands on it. He tucked and rolled onto the floor over the other side of the table before standing up and dusting himself off. He walked out of the hall with his head held high, munching delightedly on a shiny red apple.
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The Gryffindors first class for the morning was Transfiguration, and James walked in, finishing the last of his apple just in time. He slid into a seat between Lily and a very depressed looking Sirius just before Professor Morphuleda strolled in and called them to attention.
"Good Morning Professor Morphuleda." Said the class in a very bored, yet sing-songy voice.
"Morning class, you may be seated." She said, turning to the blackboard and tapping her wand on it lightly. The instructions for their task for that day appeared and she stood before them explaining it in full detail.
"Sirius, cheer up mate," said James as he attempted to Transfigure his light bulb into a lantern.
"Cheer up? CHEER UP? I cant just 'cheer up' I can't believe our so-called 'Esteemed Headmaster' could do this to us, to me! He's doing this to keep us conforming; he gives us things, gets us hooked and takes them away! Its just plain mean James!" he cried, causing him to receive a stern look from Professor Morphuleda.
"Maybe if we went to Professor Dumbledore and asked him to get in some more poptarts because you're craving them, then he would?" said Lily optimistically.
Sirius' eyes lit up at this idea, "Lily you're brilliant! That is exactly what I can do! Professor Dumbledore is a great, kind honest man he's sure to help me!" he cried, jumping up and running for the door.
"MR. BLACK, sit down this instant! You will not just walk out of my classroom anytime you like!" roared professor Morphuleda.
Sirius, realising he was still in class grinned sheepishly and sat down.
"Great? Kind? Honest? This is the man you've been cursing for the entire morning padfoot!" laughed James.
"Shut-up James!" said Sirius, smacking him playfully.
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As soon as class was finished, Sirius ran off in the direction of the headmaster's office.
As he reached it he saw the headmaster walking up towards it, eating a bowl of Froot Loops. Sirius was enraged, but he controlled himself and called out to the headmaster.
"Professor Dumbledore! Can I please have a word with you?" he called out, hoping he sounded polite.
Dumbledore didn't turn around and look at him, but he nodded his head slowly.
"I was wondering when you'd come and confront me Mr. Black," he said, as the staircase recognized him and opened. "Come up to my office." He said, finally facing the boy with a smile, and beckoned him forward.
Sirius ran up the stairs and followed Dumbledore into his office and sat down on the opposite side of his large desk.
"Professor Dumbledore sir, I presume you know why I am here," said Sirius in his most grown up voice.
"Of course Mr. Black, but don't allow that to stop you from telling me all about it," said the old man with a twinkle in his eye.
"Well this morning I couldn't help but notice that there were no poptarts on the table at breakfast, and instead there was these odd techni-colour 'loops'" Said Sirius with a look of distaste.
"Yes, they are really quite delightful and I thought the students would enjoy them, are you telling me that this is not the case?" asked Professor Dumbledore, his face looking very serious but his eyes showed his hidden laughter.
Sirius tired to stop his body from shaking, it had been almost 18 hours since his last poptart and he was not taking it too well.
"I'm sure they are great!" Sirius almost sneered. "But I don't understand why you had to take away the poptarts?" he asked, starting to break.
"Well Mr. Black, I feared that there were students in the school developing a slight addiction to poptarts, as I was myself. And I thought it would be best if we took them away before the problem got out of hand. I think if you just tried to Froot Loops then you would see they aren't that bad." Said Dumbledore calmly, preparing himself for the outburst he would surely receive.
"I DON'T WANT TO TRY YOUR DAMN FROOT LOOPS YOU FOOL!" he yelled, before realising who he was speaking to. "Oh, sir I'm so sorry, I was out of line!" he mumbled, not wanting to look at his headmaster. But to his surprise he heard the older man chuckle, and when he looked up he saw a very amused headmaster looking at him.
"I see that you are just as hooked on poptarts as I am Sirius, therefore I sympathize with you. There will be poptarts back on the table at breakfast tomorrow morning. But I must warn you not to eat them too often or you will be craving for the rest of your life." Said the headmaster gravely. "Is that all you needed?" he asked.
Sirius beamed, "Yes thank-you sir!" he said standing up.
"Well then I advise you hurry to class, you will be very late as it is. Here is a note for your teacher, good day Mr. Black." Said the headmaster, leading Sirius to the door.
"Yes, thank you again Professor Dumbledore I am very grateful." He said before bounding out the door and running to his next class.
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After a long day of classes and a particularly grueling Quiditch practice, James dragged himself back to the Gryffindor tower and tried to get himself into a homework mindset.
"Hey James, how was practice?" asked Lily as he came through the portrait hole. She was bent over a large piece of parchment and was busy scribbling away.
"Hard!" mumbled James as he fell down into the nearest chair, closing his eyes and running his hand through his windswept hair.
"You look dead on your feet James, why don't you go up to bed?" said Lily, looking up from her work and massaging her temples.
"Nah, I got that potions essay due tomorrow to finish." Sighed James, pulling a table closer to him and summoning his books.
"Trust you to leave it until the last minute James!" Lily scoffed, smiling at her friend.
"I'm not that bad Lils, I just have to finish off my conclusion and then I'm done. It won't take too long and then I'm going hit the sack!" he said laughing and bending down to finish his work.
Lily sighed as she watched her childhood friend furrow his brow and scribble down a conclusion at the end of his essay. She looked back down at her won work and continued working.
They worked in a comfortable silence for quite a while, until James broke that silence by throwing his quill down a little more forcefully then required.
"There! It's finished, and it's the right length!" he cried, running his hand through his black hair, Lily laughed and flicked her own hair back of her shoulder.
"Well I'm nearly done here, you don't need to wait up. Goodnight James," she said quietly, realizing that they were the only people left in the Gryffindor common room, therefore it must be late.
"Alright Lils, don't stay up too late, it's already way past bedtime and you don't want to be tired for class tomorrow." Said James, he got up and kissed Lily lightly on her forehead in a strictly platonic gesture. "Night Lils," he said quietly as he made his way towards the steps.
He walked upstairs and into his room, he could hear Peter snoring lightly from his bed and the faint sound of Sirius babbling something in his sleep.
He slipped out of his clothes and climbed into bed in just his boxers, and tried to fall asleep the image of Lily, illuminated by the fire fresh in his mind.
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Lily lay back in her chair and touched the spot on her forehead where James had kissed her, she felt slightly tingly and giddy and when she thought of James sitting there a smile crept to her tired face.
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James tossed and turned in his bed, trying to get to sleep for around 2 hours. Finally he gave up and was starting to get frustrated so he climbed out of bed and look around. He clock read 12:30am and he could hear the soft sounds of his friends sleeping around him. He decided that he needed to go for a walk and clear his head before he would try and sleep again so he pulled on some loose pants and walked down to the dark common room.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs he saw a familiar redhead sitting with her head at an odd angle and her quill still on her hand on the couch she'd been on when he'd left the common room hours ago.
"Oh Lily," he sighed in an almost motherly tone as he walked over to the couch. He picked her light frame up and then gathered her paper together on the edge of the table where she could find it in the morning. The piece of paper on the top of the pile caught his eye, and he put Lily back down on the couch so he could get a good look at it. he took the paper over to the dying fire for light, and looked at it. He gasped, written on the parchment in dark black ink were the words: 'I love James Potter'
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A/n: hehehe!! We needed them to get properly together now didn't we? I hope that chapter was good, it was fairly long for me over 2,000 words! WHOOPEE! Now I need to get on the Internet without my parents noticing so I can send it to Sarah to beta and hopefully she can upload it for me too! Please review even though fanfiction has gone biserk and wont send them or anything else to me! ::Cries:: oh well, I hope you liked it! love jadel!!