A One Time Thing

Chapter 2: Done Deal

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September 1st, the day with one assembly where the Headmaster would welcome them back and then the rest of the day would be theirs to enjoy. The Marauders entered their dorm along with three other boys and flung off their cloaks. It was the same room with a different sign over their door stating they were fifth years.

James spread out on his bed and took off his glasses. He felt the bed sink as Sirius flopped down beside him and lay on his stomach, burying his head in his arms. By the sound of it, the other boys were clearly unpacking. Peter ran out saying vaguely about being hungry.

"Saw you wooing some redhead on the train, babe," Chris teased, flicking his light hair out of his face. Sirius lifted his head, annoyed.

"Don't call me babe. I'll never go out with you because I'll never ever forgive you for ramming my cock up the corner of Mcgonagall's desk."

"Likes to hold a grudge, that one, doesn't he, Bal?" Chris whispered loudly to the boy next to him. Bal sighed.

"Would you stop flirting? It's disgusting." Chris mumbled something provocative in his ear and Bal bit back with something nasty. They were wrestling it out on the floor in no time.

"So, anyway," DK said slowly, looking away from the two, "is it true? You've already got game?"

"He doesn't. The way you talk, it's like he's hunting animals," James snarled.

"Would there be a difference?" James glared. DK smirked.

"Leave Lily alone." Chris disentangled himself immediately and looked at Remus.

"Whoa, Lily? Like, as in our year – Lily Evans?" he asked, incredulous. He whirled around to face Sirius. "Whatcha doing with a little prude like that?"

"What prude?"

"The nerdy prude!"

"Nerdy?!"

"The one that hangs out with Remus in the library practically every day!" Chris nearly screamed. Sirius snapped his head to Remus.

"You hang out with her?" Remus was startled at the question. He hadn't been paying attention.

"What? With who?"

"The nerd with glasses and red hair!" Chris exclaimed, exasperated.

"What glasses?!" Sirius yelled back.

"The trillion-centimeter thick glasses she wears to help her see!" DK cut across.

"What the hell are we talking about?!" James finally shouted.

"Jaaaames," Sirius wailed from beside him, "you tell them."

"Lily doesn't have glasses," James confirmed. Sirius smiled triumphantly. "She's been wearing contacts for three years."

"Pay attention much, James?" Sirius muttered sourly. He pushed himself up and sat at the edge of the bed.

"Obviously you haven't. You've only taken notice of her because she stopped wearing those huge specs and washed out the black guck she calls hair dye."

James was referring to the time a few years back when Lily had decided Goths were cool. She got rid of her glasses, got herself a pair of contacts, and coloured her world black. Apparently, after this phase, she decided it was much more comfortable with nothing balancing on the bridge of her nose.

"Sooo! Sirius is off courting a nerd. My, times have changed," Chris snickered. He shook off Bal's warning hand and took a step forward. "Like she'll fall for it."

"Who said anything about – Hold it! Did you just challenge my capability in getting a girl?" Sirius sprang from the bed, ready to defend himself.

"A proposition, Black! Let's see you make the most prudent, brainy, unwilling girl scream your name. Two months." Chris held out his hand, waiting for an agreement to be made.

"And what do I get from all this?" Sirius said, eying the hand warily. Chris went over to his bed, took out a glass jar and dropped in ten, golden Galleons.

"Don't be stupid," Remus said lowly, but Sirius had already dropped in his own ten Galleons and the deal was done.

A voice boomed telling them to assemble in the Great Hall. The boys looked themselves over. Sirius untucked his shirt and unbuttoned some buttons. He did it to an unsuspecting James who appeared to have forgotten how to "properly" customize his uniform. James ruffled his hair and they left with an air of renewed excitement leaving Remus staring after them. He ran a hand down his face.

"Oh, shit."

The Great Hall was filled with jittery students. Everyone hurried over to their house tables and got seated. Gryffindor's fifth year boys were one of the last that came through the large doors. They walked in with purpose and most could tell that something had already begun.

Chris took hold of Sirius's shoulder. "Don't forget," he whispered. Sirius shrugged his hand off, giving a slight nod. He scanned the long bench and spotted the redhead. A devilish smile crept up his face when he met her eye and made her kind expression falter. He gave an inner laugh.

What fun.

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Thanks to:

Carissa: Short, but nice. Thank you =)

Christy Corr: Thanks for the well wishing! I hope this wasn't too long of a wait.

dawn1: Ah, curiosity – love it. Glad you like it so far! Thanks.

DeoxyriboNucleic Acid: -shrug- Take it or leave it, sweets. Thanks for the review =)

Lucy Malfoy: Haha, thank you, I will!

mintchoc: Yea, about that. Talking to you is weird – I get answer so quickly (in my head). Thanks for reviewing!

Miss Lady Padfoot: I love S/L too!! Thanks for the compliment!!

Sang Yu Nung: Yea, I've read the 5th book. I'm kind of happy you caught that bit and commented! I'll get into it as soon as Sirius and Lily talk a bit more, k? Thanks!

Welithien: I agree -nod nod- There're way too many J/L fics. I love Sirius and especially when he shows up a lot in a fic. Thank you!

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Thank you for all your lovely reviews! I appreciate them a bunch. The chapter is a bit short and not much happening between Sirius and Lily. Oh, did you guys like the three extra characters? I wasn't so sure on them. Give me some feedback, k?

For those who're wondering about Grown Down, I'm a bit stumped. Just wait until a brainstorm hits me.

Also, today I'd like you to take thirty seconds of your time to think about 13-year old Mattie Stepanek who died of muscular dystrophy yesterday at Washinton hospital. I've never heard about him until this morning when I read an update on him at hpana.com. He's the author of best selling book of poetry called Heartsongs and appeared in Oprah with Dan, Emma, and Rupert. I think I'll go check that out.

"I want people to know my life philosophy, to remember to play after every storm."
— Mattie Stepanek

"I am asking everyone who believes in the power of pray to join together in prayer for Mattie."
— Oprah

Thanks for your time =)

June 24, 2004