Thanks to Jen! I wanted Petunia to be at least a LITTLE loving towards Lily…you know? But yeah thanx 4 reviewing!
James Potter woke up to the tapping of an owl on his window. He got up groggily and took the letter, giving the owl his water. He scanned the paper quickly and threw a pillow at his best friend, Sirius Black.
"Oi, Padfoot, get up mate. I've made Head Boy!" James said, suddenly wide awake.
"Really? No way! I thought for sure old Moony would be Head Boy!" Sirius said, opening one eye and looking at his happy friend.
"Nope!" James shouted with glee, jumping up and down on Sirius' bed.
"What's all this noise about?" Mrs. Potter said, coming in the room.
"Mum! I've made Head Boy!" James said, jumping off the bed and into his mother's arms.
"Oh! I'm so proud of you! My baby! Oh, your father will be proud!" Mrs. Potter cried. James winced slightly.
"He's not here?" He said, slightly disappointed.
"No, he's at work," Mrs. Potter said as she kissed every inch of James face she could reach.
"Mum! Geroff!" James said, pushing himself away.
"Prongs! Don't hog her! Hey mum, where are my good-morning kisses?" Sirius said, pretending to look sad. Ever since Sirius ran way from his parent's house last summer, he'd been living with the Potters, and had taken to calling Mrs. Potter "mum."
"You didn't make Head Boy," She said, kissing him on the forehead anyway.
"Aww, who wants to stay up late patrolling the halls for the munchkins?" Sirius said, following the Potters downstairs to breakfast.
"Want to re-decorate the house? I'm bored." James said to Sirius after they were finished with their bacon.
"Sure," Sirius said, pushing a couch to the side.
James pulled a chair to the side as well as he thought about some things. He was 6'1" and had a muscular frame from years of Quidditch, which he was Captain and chaser on his house team. He had jet-black hair that was messy all over, no matter how hard he tried to tame it. He had a habit of running his hands through it though, making it worse. He had hazel eyes and wore round silver glasses. He was a pure blood, so his house had many interesting things, things which most people probably didn't have. His father, for instance, had inherited from his father an invisibility cloak. It had been in the Potter family for many generations and now it was James, and he was going to give it to his son as well.
Sirius was the tallest at around 6'2" and had a muscular frame as well from being a beater on his house team. He had shaggy black hair and grey eyes, which were lit up with a twinkle when he was happy or being mischievous, and got dark stormy gray when he was angry. He was loud and sarcastic, as he tended to be when things got too quiet or just when he was bored, which seemed to be a lot. He got into trouble the most, and he and James had a record with the most detentions, Sirius only beating James by 19 of them. He was pure blood but hated being one, since his own family disapproved of "the other kind," a.k.a. muggle-borns.
Remus was the quiet, smart one. He was sweet and kind, and a bit of a Romantic. He was 5'11" and was skinny. He had light sandy brown hair and light brown eyes. He always had a tired look about him, no matter how much he slept. He was a Prefect only because Dumbledore thought he would keep an eye on his friends, ha yeah right. He was a half blood, and also a werewolf. But that never bothered his friends. They hadn't become animagi for nothing.
Peter was short and fat, maybe 5'5". He had small, watery blue eyes and blonde hair. He mainly just followed the others around, because he was not very good at magic and couldn't protect himself. The Slytherins had taken to call him "squib" even though he wasn't. Just because he was a bit stupid, doesn't mean he couldn't do magic. He was very skilled at stunning, the best in fact. Everybody had their skills.
"Prongs, where should I put this couch?" Sirius said, motioning to the red velvet couch.
"I don't care, Padfoot, wherever you want." James said, pulling a rug from underneath a chair.
"Oh, but you know I'm ambivalent," Sirius said. That caused James to roll with laughter, causing Sirius to laugh as well.
"This is my life, and these are my sons," Mrs. Potter said, rolling her eyes and shaking her head at Sirius, causing more laughter.
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