- Padfoot and Prongs -
Author's Notes: 3 chapters in one day! I hope that makes up for my absence…
Standing on the large green field searching for a mentally insane friend,
20th September 1977, 12:10pm
To skip all introductions, we have a problem. Moony I have never been so at loss with what to do, it has finally happened, James Potter has gone mad.
I do not think I even need to explain the cause of this madness. It is the same thing that has been slowly turning him away from sanity all these years. Lily Evans. So what made him cross the line? For some strange reason, unknown to me, she has decided to let us, in particular, him, be her friend.
Of course this is not a bad thing, it is about time that their constant bickering came to an end and even I can admit over the past few weeks I have gained newfound respect for Lily Evans (yes, it was the bunny incident, I will keep that memory close to my heart for years to come), but James is taking this too far. Enclosed you will find the letter that he sent me, the one that, I will point out, he wrote while suspended 30 feet in the air.
This is uncharacteristically James. Although I will make you swear never to repeat this, James has far too much common sense to do something as stupid as that without the "love sickness" that has seemed to have overwhelmed him. Honestly Moony, that is something that I would do in normality, and if that does not say something to you, then you do not know me as well as you say you do.
So what are we to do? I have already taken the first step – getting him down on solid ground. But then what? Should I write to Lily and beg for my friends sanity, should I try and crush my best mates very soul with rumours and lies in hope that it would save what is left of his wisdom? Moony in the words of Wormtail when Wikipin appeared catching us in unawares in the middle of a prank – "We are Screwed" or more specifically "James is Screwed" or at least, he has a few screws loose.
So Master of everything knowledgeable… what is the next move in this gigantic game called growing up?
Impatiently awaiting your reply
Mr S. Padfoot.