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Somewhere I Belong

Chapter 5 – The 'Serious' Loss

James reached the transfiguration class in a bad mood. His mood got even worse though when he saw Lily and Harry laughing…together…about something. He hated that guy already, and he didn't even know him! He continued to glare at Harry, hoping he'd realise, and be afraid. That's what he needed. Harry to be afraid. He wanted to show Harry that Lily was his and no one else's. He couldn't just come here and take his interest!

But was that all Lily was? An interest? James wasn't so sure. Each time he looked at her...heard her voice...he felt a flutter in his stomach. Something he had never felt before. It was a weird feeling...but it felt good. Very good.

James was knocked out of his thoughts when he felt someone staring at him. It was Harry. James put on his most evil glare yet and watched Harry's facial expression change rapidly. James looked for fear, but fear he did not see. Instead, Harry's small apprehensive smile changed into a frown...and what James saw was sadness. Before he could do anything else though, Sirius and Remus ran into the corridor, completely out of breath.

"James! You stupid git! What's wrong with you!" Sirius exclaimed, panting heavily.

"Hmmm...?" James mumbled, turning to his two exhausted friends, eyeing them with an amused look on his face. "Oh...did you run here? After me?" James asked innocently and received a hit on the head from Sirius. "OW! Stupid dog!"

"Mr. Potter! Shut your mouth NOW!" came someone's voice, and all the students turned to find McGonagall staring sternly at them. "Class is about to begin, and I ask you to prepare yourself. Come in." James strode towards the door and bumped shoulders with the new kid. He didn't even pretend to bother. He just shoved past and sat down on his usual seat near the back, propping his legs up on the table as if he owned the place.

Harry left the great hall after dinner feeling depressed. This wasn't how he had imagined it to be when he found out that he was in his parents' time. Beside him, Lily was talking at what seemed like a hundred miles per hour, but Harry wasn't listening. The glare his own father had given him in the Transfiguration corridor was still on his mind. It wasn't a look of dislike...it was hatred. Something he expected James Potter to give someone like Snape...but his own son? But then again...he didn't know that Harry was his future son-no one knew. Except Dumbledore. And that is how it would stay, though Harry wanted so much to just tell them. To talk with his godfather again...to never let him go. But he knew all those were impossible.

Without even realising, Harry and Lily had reached the common room and they were climbing through the portrait hole.

"So Harry...Harry! Were you even listening to me?" Lily demanded, an exasperated look on her face.

"Huh? Yeah! I was!"

"Then what was I talking about?"

"I…er…okay, I have no clue whatsoever." Harry laughed weakly, an apologetic tone in his voice. His mother was the kind of person who needed to be respected.

"Yes, I figured." Lily smirked and rolled her eyes. "You seem tired. Why don't you go to bed? It has been a long first day...hasn't it?"

"Oh yes, definitely. So, it's just up the stairs?"

"What? OH! I almost forgot...I keep thinking you've been here since the beginning...I don't know why! Yeah, it's upstairs and just look for the door that says 'Sixth Year Boys'. I'm sure Dumbledore has already provided a bed for you. Goodnight then, Harry."

"Goodnight, Lily..." Harry muttered, and smiled slightly. He began to walk to the steps but turned at the last moment. "And um…Lily?"

"Yes, Harry?" She questioned, a bright smile on her face.

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"I dunno...being there? I've needed that since I was one..." Harry whispered, and before Lily could ask him what he meant by that, he quickly walked up the stairs to his new dormitory, never looking back once. He had intended on bringing a knife up from the Great Hall, but had completely forgotten; so to stop the memory of the evil glare James had given him, Harry tried to replace his mind with the smile Lily had just given him. It completely warmed up his insides. He collapsed on one bed, not really bothering if it was his or not. It looked the emptiest. Harry lay face down on the bed; Lily's smile and James' glare circling his mind. This was the day he had always wished for...he had his parents back. And he had Sirius. But he knew that whatever James thought, Sirius would follow. He'd have to do something to gain them, as friends-and he knew breaking into the Marauder circle would be hard.

James and Sirius walked into the common room with Peter and Remus trailing behind them, talking animatedly about their upcoming night expedition. They stopped dead when a certain person with flaming red hair turned in her seat and glared at them.

"Evening, Evans! And what a lovely evening it is! First, some delicious food...and next, a beautiful lady!" James exclaimed cheerfully, and Sirius snorted loudly.

"Potter." Lily nodded curtly and turned back to the fire.

"Is that all the poor man gets, Lily Flower?" Sirius questioned, an angelic look on his face. He seemed to be trying hard not to laugh. Remus rolled his eyes and walked over to a chair near Lily and sat down.

"I thought I told you not to call me that..." Lily muttered, glaring at Sirius.

"Oh? Hmmm.Can't recall."

"Of course you can't...your brain is too small."

"Oh Lily! I'm hurt! James...save me! She has broken my heart into a million pieces...I don't think I could ever live again!" Sirius exclaimed in mock desperation and James swatted him away.

"Don't touch me...stop! Ah!"

"Look...as much as I...er...enjoy your company, I'm getting annoyed now, so please, go away."

"Ah but Lily...this IS our common room too..."

"Yes, well, go to the other side."

"But we like this side!" Sirius whined, pouting.

"Get out of my sight!"

"If you insist!" Sirius grinned and took James' arm. "Let's go Jamesiekins...off to the dorm!"

"Oh, speaking of dorms..."

"Yes Lily flower?" Sirius questioned, turning back to the glaring redhead.

"Please don't disturb Harry."

"Who's Harry?" James asked, speaking after a long time. He looked half dazed, half puzzled.

"You know...Harry Patter...the exchange student?"

"Oh. Him."

"Yes, him, Potter. And if I hear about you doing anything bad to him...you'll have me to watch out for!"

"Is that a threat, Miss Flower?" Sirius questioned and he was met by a groan.

"That's IT! I give up! You guys are just a bunch of immature jerks!" Lily exclaimed angrily and she stood up and trudged up the girls' dorm stairs loudly, leaving James staring and Sirius grinning.

"She digs you, Prongs." Sirius elbowed James and he snapped out of his dream.

"Shut up..." he muttered and began to walk to the boys' dormitory stairs. "Let's get to bed...I'm tired."

And with that, the four Marauders walked up to the dorms to find another person in their room, sleeping. James' expression went right away to a scowl and Remus looked puzzled. Sirius let out a huge laugh, which sounded more like a bark. The boy on the bed stirred and Remus rolled his eyes.

"Good job, Padfoot..."

Harry sat up quickly and was met by four pairs of eyes staring at him. He quickly got off the bed and looked around the room hesitantly.

"So...Mr. Patter...may I ask what you're doing in Remus' bed?" came a cold voice and Harry, feeling downhearted, realised it had come from his father.

"James...don't..." Remus whispered, but to no avail.

"Oh! I'm sorryI didn't know it was his...I wasn't so sure which was mine, and…"

"It's oka…" Remus started but James butted in.

"No it's not."

"James. Please. It is my bed...not yours..."

"Yes, but..."

"Okay, you guys, can you please shut up...I feel like sleeping." Sirius interrupted, and both James and Remus glared at him.

Suddenly, from near the door, a small squeaky voice started up.

"Erm…guys...if you haven't noticed...there are only enough beds for all of us...none was set up for…uh, Harry." Harry looked to see who the voice had come from and a bubbling feeling hatred rose up inside of him when he looked at the mousy-hair boy standing behind his father and godfather.

"What! So what do we do now? We can't exactly go to Dumbledore now just to ask for a bed!"

"It's okay...I will..." Harry started, but was interrupted by James scoffing.

"Oh please...look guys, what we'll have to do is conjure one up." James said as if it was the easiest thing ever, and he pulled out his wand. But before he could do anything, Remus grabbed his arm.

"No way Prongs. I'm not letting you conjure anything up. Remember last time?" Harry wasn't so sure what he was talking about, but by the looks on their faces and the flinches they all shared, something must have happened.

"Okay, fine...then what do we do?"

"I wanna sleeeep..." Sirius whined, his voice high pitched and annoying.

"Sirius..."

"JAMES..."

"Remus..."

"We'll flip!"

"Flip?" James questioned, confused.

"Yes, a coin. Someone has to sleep on the floor."

"Hah! No way am I sleeping on the floor!"

"Oh James, please..."

"No! Look...let Sirius sleep on the floor."

"WHAT? Why?"

"'Cause...you resemble a dog. You'd sleep anywhere." James said, his eyes twinkling.

"Okay then...let me get a coin..."

"Hey...I didn't agree…"

"Oh well, we don't want your opinion..."

"Oh no, really guys…I could sleep on the floor..." Harry started, but Remus waved his hand.

"If you lose, then you sleep on the floor. But if you win, you get Sirius' bed."

"HEY!"

"No…really…it's…"

"Look, Harry. If we don't do this, then Dumbledore will say we weren't being 'hospitable' or something lame like…"

"Can you just flip the damn coin?" James burst out; flopping down on a bed Harry figured was his. Remus glared at him then said,

"Okay, Harry you're tails...Sirius you're heads."

"What! But I wanted to be tails!"

"Sirius, please...this is so chil-"

"Moooony...I want tails!" Sirius whined, slapping Remus lightly on the arm.

"ARGH! FINE!" Remus yelled, shoving Sirius away. "Honestly..." He muttered, rolling his eyes." Harry, you're now heads...and Sirius...you're tails. Happy?" Sirius nodded excited, the chance of sleeping on the floor forgotten. He seemed to think he would win. Harry hoped he would...he didn't want another reason for them to be angry at him.

He held his breath and watched the coin drop into Remus' hand. Remus opened his palm and burst out laughing. This couldn't be good.

"HA-Sirius-you-wanted-a-stupid-tails-and-now-you-lost!" Remus gasped, and Sirius collapsed on top of James, whose yell was dulled by Sirius' heavy weight on his body.

"WHAT! But I never lose!" Sirius said arrogantly and then groaned. "This is unfair! I demand a reflip!"

"Nope. I'm tired. Good night." Remus yawned, and without another word, went to his bed and shut the curtains. Sirius stared with his mouth wide open and then turned to Harry. Harry stood their, looking at the bed to Sirius.

"Erm..." Harry started, but was interrupted when James shoved Sirius off him.

"Stupid git! What's wrong with you!"

"JAMES! I LOST!"

"Oh, boohoo...look, I'm going to bed...good night Siri..." And without even acknowledging Harry's presence, James pulled his curtains shut. This left Peter, Sirius and Harry. Harry turned to look at Peter who gave a frightened squeak and ran to his bed, yanking the curtains shut.

"Well then...look, I can sleep on the floor if you want..." Harry said quietly, but Sirius shook his head violently.

"I lost...I lost..." He kept muttering, pulling a few things off his bed and putting them on the floor. "Flipping coins...I'll show him flipping coins..."

And with that muttering, Harry fell asleep. His father was ignoring him, Sirius was probably going to realise it was him who beat him...this was not good. Not good at all.