Inspirational Music: Greg Raposo-Take Me Back Home
Story Dedicated to: Gina...she got me to think about this stuff too much.
"Will you stop that, Prongs? You've been pacing for the past fifteen minutes," Sirius declared, shaking his longer hair from his eyes while looking up towards his troubled best friend. He knew how he felt, but it didn't stop him from being restless. Alright, he didn't necessarily know what James meant. After all, he didn't really love Emily yet or anything. But it was close enough.
James turned quickly to face Sirius, his hazel eyes angry as he shook slightly. "Stop it? Stop it! My wife has just been taken, along with my son! And all you can tell me to do is 'stop it'? We need to do something! I'm tired of you two feeding the stories of 'stay calm and wait, will get them'. I may have just lost the people I love again!"
He never could have been prepared, however, for the sudden furious Remus that leapt from the couch, looking at him with upset eyes. Sirius himself, however, had barely raised an eyebrow, instead, he moped…unmoving from his spot on the couch.
"Who are you to act as though it's only you who has lost someone? In case you've forgotten, they've gotten their hands on Alexandria and Emily as well! Besides, what do you mean you lost them again? You didn't lose them! They lost you! You said it yourself, you can't even remember what went on during the time period that you were gone!"
Even Sirius was now sitting up straight, looking towards Remus in amazement. Never in their several years as best friends, not even once, had their rather wolf-like friend had the nerve to stand up to them like this. Now, however, he was steaming. Had he been a teapot, the whistles would have blown his ears off.
"As far as I'm concerned," Sirius stated slowly and icily, looking between the two with uncertain glances. "We haven't lost them. I don't know where you two go off acting as though they're dead, because they're not. We're going to find them and we'll get them out."
"Oh really, brilliant! Let's go, grab your wands. How about racing straight into a group of armed and pretty dangerous death eaters who, by the way, happen to have the only things we have left to care about. Oh yes…charge! Not really that simple!" James stated, an exasperated look spreading across his face after he came out of the slight shock at Remus' words. "We have to prepare! We can't just go in…it isn't cautious enough."
"Caution? Oh since when does the great James Potter think about being cautious?" Remus rolled his eyes. "What happened to the daredevil I grew up with at Hogwarts? The perfect Gryffindor?"
Turning away from the two, James allowed his eyes to drop, looking down at his feet as he clenched his hands at his side.
"He got a family of his own."
Both Remus and Sirius neither had a response for this. Instead, they took deep breaths, averting their gazes. It took both of them several moments to calm their minds before Sirius stood from the couch, pulling his wand from his robes and putting his hand tentatively on James' shoulder.
"Then we prepare."
Author's Note: Drat…book six ruined some of my plans for this fic! I am not going to change my idea, though…never! Those who have read it will know what I'm talking about as they read on. Also, terribly sorry about how long it took me to update! From now on, my chapters will be shorter. I used to make it a goal to have atleast 1,000 words in each. I have now decided against it for the sake of my sanity and the possibility of updating faster. Also (haha, long author note) I think that for a few chapters, most likely, I'll just be posting things like this between the three guys since I want to develop their old closeness without the wives.