Disclaimer: I dun own anything….I just miss Siri T_T!
A/N: Glad to know you guyz aren't bored with this fic yet! ^_^ Jamsie's book is definitely gonna come in use soon…but can't say no more!
Peace, Harry thought, I haven't felt so good in so long! The amazing feeling of the wind in his hair sent him away to some sort of heaven, but more than that it was the person flying next to him. It must be nearly impossible for the rest to try to figure out one Potter from the other, Harry thought laughing to himself, almost like the Weasley twins. He stopped a second later though, sure Harry had the superior broomstick, but so far James had managed to be more than a match for him, and getting distracted by his own laughter wasn't something Harry was prepared to lose for. Unfortunately it seemed as though; Harry's lack of Quidditch practice in the last year was now catching up to him! Nevertheless, here flying with his dad, his first true competition, was some sort of heaven all by itself….one of his deepest most desperate dreams come true!!!
Harry took a chance to glance at his father for a split second, who's face was very relaxed, as though he was lying in a flower field…not a worry in sight. Harry tried to block out the cheering of the people watching their race from bellow, and focused harder on the race, his every thought on winning! The two boys were now neck-to-neck, and so close to finishing! So close…if Harry could just get an inch ahead…and all of a sudden his neck twisted, as though on its own, and observed his fathers peaceful expression again! As though hit by a baseball bat, Harry felt horribly winded…by sudden grief! He could just picture his handsome young father getting brutally murdered…because of him, and at that moment Harry felt as though he didn't dare try to win…he didn't want to take something else from James Potter.
Harry gracefully decreased his speed, he let himself fall behind James by inches, the last thing he needed was for his dad to feel like he was being pitied. The second James won thunderous cheers could be heard, and Harry far from feeling envious, flew to his side to congratulate him. Grinning from ear to ear James practically leaped off his own broom to hug Harry.
"Now THAT was awesome!" James gasped into his ear, still hugging him, "looks like you have the Potter talent too…but you're a bit outa shape…but don't worry, I'll help you out this year!!!"
Harry ginned back as James let go, but before he could get a word out, he felt two strong arms wrap around his chest and shoulders. Though shocked for a second, Harry laughed, realizing that the rest of the Gryffindors were now all flying up to them.
"I finally figured out why Ddore brought another Potter here!" Sirius announced to everyone, still hugging Harry from the back, "Harry has just made history by deflatin' Jamsie's head a tiny bit???"
"Dude! You have some KILLER movies," Gideon said, high-fiving Harry, then looking at his broomstick, "and that broom of yours….DAMN, it's smooth! Firebolt? It's foreign right?"
"Yeah…" Harry said, turning a darker shade of red, hopping they wouldn't ask too many questions about his broom.
"Yo, let the kid go Black, he's turnin' red!" Benjy also made his way towards them, he obviously mistook Harry's blushing, which was more of a relief to Harry!
"Well, I keep my seekers place…but we have an opening for a keeper and a chaser," James said smiling broadly, "you don't have to try out for them, with you're flying skills, whatever you pick is yours!!!"
"Chaser," Harry said quickly, thinking of Ron, it wouldn't really be fair to snatch the keeper's spot away from him…not now that he had the chance to be great, since he was finally the only Weasley around.
"Alright!!! Shacklebolt and I have some SWEET moves to teach you this year!" Benjy clapped Harry's back so hard, he nearly fell off of his broom.
"Another Potter on our team…" Shacklebolt stared at Harry in a dreamy way, kind of like the way James and Sirius had when they thought he was the 'evil twin', "the Championship is so ours this year!!!"
* * *
"Quidditch tryouts are on Monday night!"
"Great! Just after my project is done for McGonagall, we HAVE to make the team this year!!!"
Ariadne watched the two younger boys walk out of the common room, thinking about what they had just said. She wasn't too shabby in Quidditch herself, if anything she had always been really good…so maybe she could tryout…it really would help pass the time. Her eyes slowly wandered to the only girl she had heard was on the Slytherin team, Dorcas Meadows. Ariadne watched her for a while, the way her long messy waves curtained her face as she read the week's new "Sportz n Warlocks" issue. The girl looked so relaxed, one of the only Slytherin girls that hardly cared about her appearance, but as she read…her eyes shown with an over brightness that Ariadne could see from where she sat.
Ariadne couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something in the Dorcas girl made her different from the other Slytherins, and it wasn't just her mini Quidditch jersey…it might as well have been the air around her…
Trying to get Dorcas out of her mind, Ariadne moved her eyes to the other side of the room, and found Rosier, Wilkes and Snape, sitting together, surrounded by thick heavy books. She watched as Rosier and Snape got up with a bunch of books and stuff, leaving Wilkes all alone. As though he could feel her eyes on him, Wilkes eyes met Ariadne's for a split second, and a small smile appeared on his face. Ariadne felt her already high attraction level for the boy double, the way his dark skin shimmered in the candle light, his large dark lips…he was just too attractive…something Ariadne really appreciated in guys.
Slowly she got up and made her way towards him, watching in satisfaction as his face flushed as he looked up at her. She didn't really say a word until she sat down facing him, closer than strangers would sit next to one another.
"You got a lotta work here?" Ariadne asked softly, glancing briefly at the books scattered over the floor, and Wilkes just shook his head lightly.
"I just finished!" this brought a large smile on her face.
"Great," she said leaning forward so her lips were inches away from his, and without a second thought sent hers crashing into his, running her fingers through his dreadlocks.
It wasn't too long that people started staring at them, so Wilkes invited a delighted Ariadne to his room. The second Wilkes closed the door behind them; Ariadne wrapped her arms around him, and covered his mouth with hers once again. It was so easy, pleasure held you like a blanket, away from troubles and just felt great…but for the tiniest seconds, moments so brief you could hardly believe were real, Ariadne could feel a wave of sadness wash over her. She believed that sex was just about as close as she'd feel to anyone, true love was for the lucky few…she wasn't even sure she believed in such things.
* * *
Harry watched Sirius' frowning face, feeling the pit of his stomach fall. It was a bit after noon, the Marauders, Harry and Ron all lay lazily on each others' beds, watching as Sirius flipped through James's misty book. Harry didn't like Sirius looking so confused, it shook the thin glass wall of hope that had been created in his heart ever since the announcement James had made that morning, and nearly sighed in relief when he saw Sirius' usual grin reappearing.
"Woah! This book has killer photos…" he muttered, but then turned to look up at the others, with the exception of James who was laying on his stomach beside him, reading the book as well, "right well…the planets are the first section!"
"What does it say???" Remus asked sounding rather interested, watching the two black haired boys reading intently, each wearing similar confused mind-blown looks.
"These are the most complicated arithmacy formulas I've ever seen…and I'm the top student in my class!" James exclaimed, his eyebrows raised so high they were in danger of disappearing.
"Dream on buddy, I'm WAY better and you know it," Sirius said without looking up, but as James opened his mouth to say a comeback, Sirius' eyes grew round and he gasped in excitement, "it says here, after a bunch of complicated shit I don't understand, that aliens are real!!!!"
"WHERE???" several of the boys yelled out at the same time, and Sirius squinted his eyes and began to read slower, "Everywhere…but not our solar system…damn, how the hell is this the dummy version of the subject? These descriptions…patterns, they're enough to drive me mad in just a few minutes!!!!"
"Calm down Pads…we're just looking over the book today, besides the more we read this stuff the more comfortable we'll get!" James said quickly flipping over pages, and now it was his eyes that grew much more round, "Holly shit, Pads…you guys remember the little scam me and Sirius tried to pull at the fight??? If we get through the second section, we learn the hidden secrets to working with the natural powers…we would then be able to take on Voldemort himself! Niiiice!"
"I bet Voldie's already mastered that bit!" Remus said bitterly, but Sirius and James were all googly eyed again!!!
"A chapter about prophecies?" Sirius raised an eyebrow turning to look at James, "and here I was taking Chancery's class as a joke…who knows, maybe the real deals are all supposed to look phony!"
"Ooooh…that's a nice picture of the brain," James commented, and by the constipated look on Remus' face, Harry realized the poor boy had, had just about enough, and watched as he jumped on James bed and squeezed in right between Sirius and James, staring at the book, as though he had never seen anything like it before.
"Wow! I feel like I can just reach out and touch it…" and Remus did, wincing at the squishy sound it made as it made contact with his fingers.
"Then there is love," James flipped even more pages, his brows now tangled, staring at his two best friends, "what would they study love for…though this chapter is pretty short, they probably couldn't think of enough things to write!"
"Nope," Remus said shrewdly, turning a few more pages, "it looks like they don't have enough data and info to write about it!"
"This section is about death!!!" Sirius said a little over-enthusiastic, making Harry feel as though he had just slipped on a block of ice, and felt his bottoms drop, "it says there is a gateway in middle of MoM to the dead word…its an ancient gateway, made by a legendry wizard Aiel Mosivani, for a fast execution of top criminals, nearly 800 years ago!"
"That's sick," Remus said, still turning more pages, but now Harry's ears were shut off…a horrible chill had traveled all the way down to his very bones, Harry knew exactly of which gateway spoke of…it was ironic, and terribly sad to hear Sirius talk about the gateway, yet not knowing he was going to die because of it years later. It was something even Ron had noticed, judging but the disturbed expression on his face.
"Different methods of time travel…WE SO HAVE TO TRY THAT SOME TIME!" James sparkled brightly as he and the other two boys hugged over and over again cheering out loud!!!
"Finally, the most useful thing of them all!" Sirius commented, looking through every page very carefully, "man…there are so many bloody ways to it!!!"
Harry's eyes locked with Ron's for a split second, both boys struck with a sudden fear!
A/N: Glad to know you guyz aren't bored with this fic yet! ^_^ Jamsie's book is definitely gonna come in use soon…but can't say no more!
Peace, Harry thought, I haven't felt so good in so long! The amazing feeling of the wind in his hair sent him away to some sort of heaven, but more than that it was the person flying next to him. It must be nearly impossible for the rest to try to figure out one Potter from the other, Harry thought laughing to himself, almost like the Weasley twins. He stopped a second later though, sure Harry had the superior broomstick, but so far James had managed to be more than a match for him, and getting distracted by his own laughter wasn't something Harry was prepared to lose for. Unfortunately it seemed as though; Harry's lack of Quidditch practice in the last year was now catching up to him! Nevertheless, here flying with his dad, his first true competition, was some sort of heaven all by itself….one of his deepest most desperate dreams come true!!!
Harry took a chance to glance at his father for a split second, who's face was very relaxed, as though he was lying in a flower field…not a worry in sight. Harry tried to block out the cheering of the people watching their race from bellow, and focused harder on the race, his every thought on winning! The two boys were now neck-to-neck, and so close to finishing! So close…if Harry could just get an inch ahead…and all of a sudden his neck twisted, as though on its own, and observed his fathers peaceful expression again! As though hit by a baseball bat, Harry felt horribly winded…by sudden grief! He could just picture his handsome young father getting brutally murdered…because of him, and at that moment Harry felt as though he didn't dare try to win…he didn't want to take something else from James Potter.
Harry gracefully decreased his speed, he let himself fall behind James by inches, the last thing he needed was for his dad to feel like he was being pitied. The second James won thunderous cheers could be heard, and Harry far from feeling envious, flew to his side to congratulate him. Grinning from ear to ear James practically leaped off his own broom to hug Harry.
"Now THAT was awesome!" James gasped into his ear, still hugging him, "looks like you have the Potter talent too…but you're a bit outa shape…but don't worry, I'll help you out this year!!!"
Harry ginned back as James let go, but before he could get a word out, he felt two strong arms wrap around his chest and shoulders. Though shocked for a second, Harry laughed, realizing that the rest of the Gryffindors were now all flying up to them.
"I finally figured out why Ddore brought another Potter here!" Sirius announced to everyone, still hugging Harry from the back, "Harry has just made history by deflatin' Jamsie's head a tiny bit???"
"Dude! You have some KILLER movies," Gideon said, high-fiving Harry, then looking at his broomstick, "and that broom of yours….DAMN, it's smooth! Firebolt? It's foreign right?"
"Yeah…" Harry said, turning a darker shade of red, hopping they wouldn't ask too many questions about his broom.
"Yo, let the kid go Black, he's turnin' red!" Benjy also made his way towards them, he obviously mistook Harry's blushing, which was more of a relief to Harry!
"Well, I keep my seekers place…but we have an opening for a keeper and a chaser," James said smiling broadly, "you don't have to try out for them, with you're flying skills, whatever you pick is yours!!!"
"Chaser," Harry said quickly, thinking of Ron, it wouldn't really be fair to snatch the keeper's spot away from him…not now that he had the chance to be great, since he was finally the only Weasley around.
"Alright!!! Shacklebolt and I have some SWEET moves to teach you this year!" Benjy clapped Harry's back so hard, he nearly fell off of his broom.
"Another Potter on our team…" Shacklebolt stared at Harry in a dreamy way, kind of like the way James and Sirius had when they thought he was the 'evil twin', "the Championship is so ours this year!!!"
* * *
"Quidditch tryouts are on Monday night!"
"Great! Just after my project is done for McGonagall, we HAVE to make the team this year!!!"
Ariadne watched the two younger boys walk out of the common room, thinking about what they had just said. She wasn't too shabby in Quidditch herself, if anything she had always been really good…so maybe she could tryout…it really would help pass the time. Her eyes slowly wandered to the only girl she had heard was on the Slytherin team, Dorcas Meadows. Ariadne watched her for a while, the way her long messy waves curtained her face as she read the week's new "Sportz n Warlocks" issue. The girl looked so relaxed, one of the only Slytherin girls that hardly cared about her appearance, but as she read…her eyes shown with an over brightness that Ariadne could see from where she sat.
Ariadne couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something in the Dorcas girl made her different from the other Slytherins, and it wasn't just her mini Quidditch jersey…it might as well have been the air around her…
Trying to get Dorcas out of her mind, Ariadne moved her eyes to the other side of the room, and found Rosier, Wilkes and Snape, sitting together, surrounded by thick heavy books. She watched as Rosier and Snape got up with a bunch of books and stuff, leaving Wilkes all alone. As though he could feel her eyes on him, Wilkes eyes met Ariadne's for a split second, and a small smile appeared on his face. Ariadne felt her already high attraction level for the boy double, the way his dark skin shimmered in the candle light, his large dark lips…he was just too attractive…something Ariadne really appreciated in guys.
Slowly she got up and made her way towards him, watching in satisfaction as his face flushed as he looked up at her. She didn't really say a word until she sat down facing him, closer than strangers would sit next to one another.
"You got a lotta work here?" Ariadne asked softly, glancing briefly at the books scattered over the floor, and Wilkes just shook his head lightly.
"I just finished!" this brought a large smile on her face.
"Great," she said leaning forward so her lips were inches away from his, and without a second thought sent hers crashing into his, running her fingers through his dreadlocks.
It wasn't too long that people started staring at them, so Wilkes invited a delighted Ariadne to his room. The second Wilkes closed the door behind them; Ariadne wrapped her arms around him, and covered his mouth with hers once again. It was so easy, pleasure held you like a blanket, away from troubles and just felt great…but for the tiniest seconds, moments so brief you could hardly believe were real, Ariadne could feel a wave of sadness wash over her. She believed that sex was just about as close as she'd feel to anyone, true love was for the lucky few…she wasn't even sure she believed in such things.
* * *
Harry watched Sirius' frowning face, feeling the pit of his stomach fall. It was a bit after noon, the Marauders, Harry and Ron all lay lazily on each others' beds, watching as Sirius flipped through James's misty book. Harry didn't like Sirius looking so confused, it shook the thin glass wall of hope that had been created in his heart ever since the announcement James had made that morning, and nearly sighed in relief when he saw Sirius' usual grin reappearing.
"Woah! This book has killer photos…" he muttered, but then turned to look up at the others, with the exception of James who was laying on his stomach beside him, reading the book as well, "right well…the planets are the first section!"
"What does it say???" Remus asked sounding rather interested, watching the two black haired boys reading intently, each wearing similar confused mind-blown looks.
"These are the most complicated arithmacy formulas I've ever seen…and I'm the top student in my class!" James exclaimed, his eyebrows raised so high they were in danger of disappearing.
"Dream on buddy, I'm WAY better and you know it," Sirius said without looking up, but as James opened his mouth to say a comeback, Sirius' eyes grew round and he gasped in excitement, "it says here, after a bunch of complicated shit I don't understand, that aliens are real!!!!"
"WHERE???" several of the boys yelled out at the same time, and Sirius squinted his eyes and began to read slower, "Everywhere…but not our solar system…damn, how the hell is this the dummy version of the subject? These descriptions…patterns, they're enough to drive me mad in just a few minutes!!!!"
"Calm down Pads…we're just looking over the book today, besides the more we read this stuff the more comfortable we'll get!" James said quickly flipping over pages, and now it was his eyes that grew much more round, "Holly shit, Pads…you guys remember the little scam me and Sirius tried to pull at the fight??? If we get through the second section, we learn the hidden secrets to working with the natural powers…we would then be able to take on Voldemort himself! Niiiice!"
"I bet Voldie's already mastered that bit!" Remus said bitterly, but Sirius and James were all googly eyed again!!!
"A chapter about prophecies?" Sirius raised an eyebrow turning to look at James, "and here I was taking Chancery's class as a joke…who knows, maybe the real deals are all supposed to look phony!"
"Ooooh…that's a nice picture of the brain," James commented, and by the constipated look on Remus' face, Harry realized the poor boy had, had just about enough, and watched as he jumped on James bed and squeezed in right between Sirius and James, staring at the book, as though he had never seen anything like it before.
"Wow! I feel like I can just reach out and touch it…" and Remus did, wincing at the squishy sound it made as it made contact with his fingers.
"Then there is love," James flipped even more pages, his brows now tangled, staring at his two best friends, "what would they study love for…though this chapter is pretty short, they probably couldn't think of enough things to write!"
"Nope," Remus said shrewdly, turning a few more pages, "it looks like they don't have enough data and info to write about it!"
"This section is about death!!!" Sirius said a little over-enthusiastic, making Harry feel as though he had just slipped on a block of ice, and felt his bottoms drop, "it says there is a gateway in middle of MoM to the dead word…its an ancient gateway, made by a legendry wizard Aiel Mosivani, for a fast execution of top criminals, nearly 800 years ago!"
"That's sick," Remus said, still turning more pages, but now Harry's ears were shut off…a horrible chill had traveled all the way down to his very bones, Harry knew exactly of which gateway spoke of…it was ironic, and terribly sad to hear Sirius talk about the gateway, yet not knowing he was going to die because of it years later. It was something even Ron had noticed, judging but the disturbed expression on his face.
"Different methods of time travel…WE SO HAVE TO TRY THAT SOME TIME!" James sparkled brightly as he and the other two boys hugged over and over again cheering out loud!!!
"Finally, the most useful thing of them all!" Sirius commented, looking through every page very carefully, "man…there are so many bloody ways to it!!!"
Harry's eyes locked with Ron's for a split second, both boys struck with a sudden fear!