Lounging around the luscious green gardens, tormenting the neighbors and random fits of laughter were how James Potter and Sirius Black spent their summers. Although sleeping until noon had also become a habit over the summer.

"James Potter! You better be down here in 10 minutes or there will be serious consequences!" screeched a woman's voice.

That woman was James' mother, Mary. Mary Potter was a pretty woman with her chestnut hair that reached her shoulders. Her eyes were a beautiful hazel and her lips formed just right. Beautiful normally, today she was franticly trying to get her son and her "adopted" son to shake a leg, for they were supposed to go get supplies for the upcoming school year.

"Alright!" James yelled back. "Padfoot! Get up, mom's going ballistic!" he added to the body that was hidden under the sheets in the bed across the room.

Sirius Black, alias Padfoot, was James' best friend and newly adopted brother. Although it was unofficial, Sirius had become part of the Potter family this summer because of the fact that his family had disowned him. The Black's were pure blood and proud to be, anything else was a disgrace. The only thing that came close to such a shame of impure blood was Sirius breaking the Black tradition when he was 11 years old, when the Sorting Hat shouted "GRYFINDOR!" instead of Slytherin. To be frank, Sirius could care less (or so it would seem) because he wanted nothing to do with their old fashion and cruel ways. The Potter's suited him perfectly and to him, this was his home, by blood or not.

"SIRIUS!" James shouted in his ear, "Get up! We have to go buy stuff for school!"

"Mmmfff?" was all that came from under the sheets.

"Fine! Have it your way!" James said as he left the room, only to return with a full bucket of freezing
water, you can guess what happened.

"Arrrrghhh!" shouted a soaking wet Sirius, "Ok! I'm up! Mad man!" Sirius got up and looked in the mirror. "Wow, I even look good when I wake up!" he said cockily.

The sad part was that he was right. Sirius Black was the heartthrob at Hogwarts. Every girl wanted him. Even to get a "hey there" from him would melt any girls heart in an instant (well, almost any girl). He had shaggy black hair that fell perfectly in his eyes. His smile was his secret weapon though; no girl could resist that sly grin."Wow Padfoot, I can't get over how down to earth you are! You're not conceited at all!" James said sarcastically as he observed himself in the mirror. He brushed his hand threw his raven black hair that stuck up in the back constantly. He had given up on his attempts to tame his hair in the 3rd year, when he finally realized that nothing would help. As an added bonus though, girls seemed to like his constantly messy hair. They loved to ruffle it like he always did (as they kissed him), so really, he thought his hair was an advantage. Girls also when crazy over his hazel eyes, which were exactly like his mothers, full of warmth and comfort. He was definitely handsome and was up there next to Sirius on almost every girls most wanted list.

The boys ran down the stairs chasing each other to find Mrs. Potter looking at them sternly and they stopped in an instant and mumbled "sorry, mum".

"Honestly, I constantly forget that you two are going into your 7th year at Hogwarts this year! It's time to buck up!" she said, mimicking mothers around the world telling their boys the same speech.

"Come on Mum! Life is no fun if all you do is study and sit quietly!" said James.

" And we still get top marks doing things the way we do them, so we don't need to study!" added on Sirius.

"Also, sitting quietly is very boring, I'd much rather them destroying things outside as to get some of that access energy out!" came a voice that belonged to Mike Potter.

"Do not encourage that!" shouted Mary, although inside she completely agreed. "Okay boys, it's time for you to leave and get your stuff! I want you home by six o'clock!"

"Yes mum" the murmured together.

"Have a good time my darlings!" she added as she kissed them both on the cheek.

The two boys walked out the door, but as soon as they had gotten off the property, began to chase one another again. As far as they were concerned, this was paradise. Well, almost…