Author notes:
Hello all my kind reviewers! I just thought I would address a point my flat mate keeps pointing out to me… These first chapters are practically plot-less; this is because I wasn't going to include this part of the story, instead I was going to jump straight to when the marauders have been back for a few weeks. Then, as often happens, my mind decided that I should include these fillers. I do hope that the plot will appear; though it won't ever be as set in stone as 'Rewards'.
Just three other things while I remember. One: You have convinced me to keep the title as it is, and I promise to stop bringing that up. Two: The idea of writing the marauders at school did occur to me, and I may well start on that after I have finished this. Thank you to NixiNox for the support there. Three: it has been pointed put to me that there isn't much Harry-James-Lily interaction in this story. That is because I don't think my third person work is as good as my first person, and I don't want to be in their POV. However, as it was requested, and I am a sucker for punishment, I have given it a go in this chapter!
Third Person POV (one week after the full moon)
James lies on the floor and skims through a broomstick magazine. He isn't looking for anything in particular; more like catching up with the current capabilities.
Harry wanders into the room and almost trips over his father while trying to straighten his collar.
"Sorry," he tells him as he drops onto the sofa.
"S'ok," James laughs. "It is a pretty stupid place to lay."
"I wasn't going to say anything," Harry teases.
"Where are you off to?" James asks, noticing that his son is rather dressed up.
"Back to Auror training," Harry rolls his eyes. "Half the stuff I already know…"
James laughs,
"Sounds ideal! I always loved lessons when I already knew everything, it means you get to mess around."
"Yeah, well, you were the bad boy of the school. I am the golden 'butter wouldn't melt in my mouth' boy-who-lived'."
James shrugs,
"Just cos they think you're good doesn't mean you have to be. I mean, look at Moony. All the teachers are convinced he is the innocent one of the group, but he just new how to hide it better!"
"I'm not sure mum would want to know that you just told me that!" Harry laughs as James grimaces.
"Oh, come on! You aren't going to tell her, are you?"
"I don't know…" Harry grins evilly. "What's in it for me?"
James splutters,
"What's in it for…? I'm your father! Have some decency!"
"You didn't answer the question," Harry points out casually.
James opens his mouth to reply as Sirius strolls into the room,
"Padfoot! Tell Harry he can't blackmail me because I'm his father!"
Sirius turns to face his friend, still lying on the floor,
"You what?"
"He is blackmailing me! He is going to… tell Lily what a lovely and gorgeous woman she is and how much I love her."
"What is going on in here?" Lily asks, obviously not believing James' mid-sentence correction.
"Well," Harry grins, "James was just…"
"DECIDING which very expensive present to buy Harry for his 21st birthday!" James interrupts.
Lily blinks,
"Harry, what is really going on?"
Harry just smiles sweetly,
"Nothing, mummy."
Sirius is too busy laughing to join in the conversation.
"I don't trust you three," Lily scowls playfully.
"Ah, but Lily!" James jumps up, only to fall to his knees before her. "My dearest most beautiful flower! My love for you eclipses the largest of stars and floods the deepest of seas!"
Sirius falls to the floor clutching his chest as he laughs even harder.
Harry watches in amusement.
"What do you want, James?" Lily asks, looking even more suspicious of them.
"I wish for something from you, my love, and I beg on my knees for you to give it to me!" James declares. "I wish for a kiss, oh beautiful maiden!"
Sirius is now reduced to making short gasping noises as he laughs silently from his spot on the floor.
"Oh, well, I guess I can give you a kiss," Lily grins. "But on one condition."
"Name it, oh stunning waterfall of light!" James waves his arms around to illustrate his point.
"You have to kiss me back," she smiles as he jumps to his feet.
"Gosh, I think that can be arranged," he tells her, speaking normally again.
Before Harry can escape the room he is suddenly watching his parents, (barely a year older than him,) French kissing.
"Oh god…" Harry mutters, strangely captivated as he watches his parents.
Sirius staggers to his feet to stand by Harry,
"You'd think they'd have the decency to come up for air!" Harry snaps.
"You are well on your way to being just like your father," Sirius smirks. "If you feel a sudden urge to take photos, Moony has a camera in his bedside cabinet."
Harry blushes violently and tears his eyes away from the rather disturbing sight,
Sirius' POV
Me, Prongs and Harry are just relaxing on the patio now that Harry is back from training. Moony is reading something in the living room, and has politely told me to buzz-off, as he couldn't concentrate.
"James?" Harry asks.
"Yeah?" Prongs opens his eyes a crack to look at his son.
"Why did you take photos of Sirius and Remus… err… kissing?"
Prongs grins, but blushes slightly,
"I guess you've seen them?"
Harry blinks,
"Yeah, I looked through an album of Remus' a while back."
Prongs nods,
"I…"
"He got off on it," I tell Harry.
"Screw you, Padfoot," Prongs answers lazily.
"Love to, Babe, but Moony would get jealous," I counter easily.
"Have I told you lately that I hate you?" he replies.
"Yeah… yeah I think you did," I grin.
"You haven't answered my question," Harry tells his father.
"Smart is this one," I tell Prongs.
"He is my son," Prongs grins.
"That's my point," I nod, faking confusion. "I think he must be mine."
James glares at me good-naturedly before turning his attention back to his baffled son.
"I took the photos because I was sick of just doing landscapes," he explains, "I wanted to try people. I tried just normal friend photos, but I wanted to try something with more of an atmosphere."
"I didn't know photography was a hobby of yours," Harry tells him.
"Not many people do," I tell him. "Prongs likes to keep some things to himself."
Prongs grins,
"I also wanted to see what would happen," at the confused look he receives he decides to elaborate. "Haven't you ever wondered if the photo-people ever want to do things that they weren't doing when the photo was taken?
"I mean, take Padfoot and Moony. They were kissing when I took the photo, they weren't even aware of when I would be taking the pictures. Now, do photo-Sirius and photo-Moony know that they are a photo? Or will they act they way Sirius and Moony do? In which case will the kisses ever evolve into something more, or will they kiss forever?"
"I can honestly say I have never given it any thought," Harry tells him.
I let out a bark of a laugh and Prongs chuckles.
"Sure, but can you see why I find it interesting?"
Harry thinks for a minute,
"Yeah, I guess so."
We sit in a comfortable silence for several minutes.
"Damn you!" he exclaims suddenly, grinning, "now I can't stop wondering about it!"
Prongs laughs easily,
"I know what you mean."
"What is the answer anyway?" Harry asks, obviously curious now.
"We don't know," I tell him. "Everything fell apart before we had a chance to look into it in more detail."
"Moony might know," Harry muses.
"Nah, Moony was never interested in finding out."
"But he went along with it?"
"Of course," James grins. "Like he'd turn down the opportunity to get some good photos of him kissing his Mate!"
Remus' POV
I am quite impressed. Sirius has actually let me read my book in piece for over an hour now.
I sense Lily coming into the room and offer her a wave without looking up.
"Hey Remus," she sits on the sofa beside me.
"Hello Lily," I keep reading until I finish my page, then put in my bookmark and look up. "Are you ok?"
She laughs,
"You are the one everyone is worried about!"
I smile gently,
"I'm ok. Sirius has convinced me that this life may work out better than my last."
Sirius bounds into the room,
"Hello Love!" he grins at me and wedges himself between Lily and me on the two-seater sofa.
"Sirius!" Lily complains then surrenders her seat to my Mate.
"If you're interested Prongs and Harry are outside discussing the photos he took of us," Sirius tells Lily.
Lily scowls slightly and heads off to find her little family.
"Are they?" I ask.
"No, don't be daft," Sirius laughs. "They're talking about Quidditch."
"Siri, that's cruel!"
"Maybe, but it does mean that we have some time to ourselves," he smirks.
"Oh?" I put my book aside and put on a show of innocence. "What do you want to do now that we are alone?"
"Weeeeeell…" he draws out the word as he moves to straddle my lap, "I was thinking we might…"
We kiss gently, allowing the passion to build up. My Mate pushes me back against the sofa and I wrap my arms around his neck.
Third Person POV
Harry mutters to himself as he walks back into the house,
"Why me? Why do I have to end up with parents who believe that the best way to get along with me is to treat me like a friend? I mean, I wouldn't be so bad if they didn't take it as far as making out in front of me…"
"Talking to yourself is the first sign of madness…" Ginny smirks at him as he stops by her.
"I was speaking aloud?"
"Yeah," she grins wider.
"I swear my parents are mad," he rolls his eyes. "I think I'll go sit in the living room…"
He stalks off into the living room and promptly gets an eyeful of Sirius and Remus.
"Damn it guys!" he splutters. "Is there anywhere I can go to escape watching my guardians making out?"
"Your room…" Remus almost purrs as Sirius ignores the interruption and continues to nibble on his ear.
"Why don't you go to yours?!" Harry objects.
"The kid has a good point, Moony…" Sirius allows.
"Gee, thanks Sirius," Harry rolls his eyes.
Sirius lets off a bark-like laugh and pulls his Mate to his feet,
"Come on, Moony, let's go upstairs and find out if we can still cast Silencing Charms that lasts for four hours…"
"I didn't hear that…" Harry shakes his head, "I sooo didn't hear that."
Author Notes:
Well, that didn't come out the way I expected it to. Huh, oh well. As you can see I have tried to add more Harry-James-Lily, and to compensate the slash lovers I have the suggestive ending. I hope that keeps everyone happy.
I am sorry this has taken so long, but Adaptations is harder to write than Rewards, as I have no set idea where it is going. The plot I had before has flown out the window, and I am just hoping that another replaces it soon before this just becomes an extended load of twaddle… Err, sorry I didn't actually intend to write that, but I guess you guys deserve to know what is going on. The chapter after this is actually almost finished, so hopefully it won't take me to long to put that up too.
Thanks again for reading.
