Okay, I admit it. My updates are getting further and further apart. Blame it on the TV programme House, M.D. if you like… I became so addicted to it that I sort of forgot about Harry Potter. Please forgive me. And leave lots of nice reviews so I'll update properly. Quickly in fact. Very quickly… This chapter, by the way, explores how Sirius and Remus' fledgling relationship affected James. It's not very serious but you might find it kind of funny... I hope.

J is for James, A Day In The Life Of

Business, you know, may bring money, but friendship hardly ever does.

-Jane Austen


GRYFFINDOR BOYS' DORMITORY– 7.00

James knocked on the shower room door. "Anybody in? Remus! Sirius!"

Nothing.

"Excellent," James murmured. He grabbed a towel and opened the door. The shower room was a misty haze that steamed up his glasses.

And it wasn't as empty as he'd hoped.

"Ahhhh…"

"Ohh… Across a bit… Ummm. Yes…There!"

James yelped, turned on his heels,and slammed the door shut. This 'walking in on them' thing really had to stop.

BREAKFAST IN THE GREAT HALL- 8.30

"Toast," James said, "is the food of the gods."

"I quite agree." That was Remus sitting next to him and speaking through a mouthful of the Divine Food. James grinned. His friend had jam all over his chin.

Across the table, Sirius winked at Remus.

And then James felt it. A foot running up and down his lower leg, caressing his instep and then moving upwards.

Could it be?

Surely not.

James swallowed. The foot lingered on his inner thigh and-

"Ahh! Sirius, that's my leg!"

POTIONS CLASS- 11.00

"Sirius," James growled, slamming a couple of text books down for good measure. "I hate you."

Sirius beamed. "Why, James, I hate you too. Now, how about we steal Snape's-"

"NO! No!" James lowered his voice. "No more! I can't handle it!"

"Handle what?"

"You and him. Everywhere. All the time."

THE OWLERY- 16.00

"Hurry up!" Lily dragged him onwards, giggling; her robes billowing in the wind. And then she stopped and smiled at him, blushing slightly, as she nodded towards the Owlery, a huge stone building. "Round the back."

James raised an eyebrow. "I hope you haven't brought anyone else here, Miss Evans," he said in a mock-stern voice. Everyone knew that the back of the Owlery was where students – and sometimes teachers, as Sirius had once discovered to his misfortune – went for a good healthy snog session. And sometimes a bit more too.

"I've only eyes for you, James," Lily said, no longer blushing. They rounded the back of the building. And stopped short. "Oh," Lily said. "Oh. Oh." Her jaw dropped and her eyes opened very wide. "Oh… that's hot."

It was a dark-haired boy, tall and slender, leaning over a shorter, fairer boy. Sirius had Remus pressed against the stone, as he kissed his neck. One of his hands had crept beneath Remus' robes – James didn't like to think where – and Remus looked wanton, debauched, his head thrown back and his eyes half-lidded, his mouth forming a gentle 'O' as he moaned softly.

"Very hot," Lily repeated.

James stared at his girlfriend incredulously.

GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM- 21.00

James sighed over his Charms essay. "This doesn't make any sense," he said. "Honestly, Remus, you're kidding yourself. Charms really doesn't make any sense."

"You're just too used to finding things easy…" Remus said. "Just because you don't get it doesn't mean it makes no sense."

That was Remus for you. Always the voice of reason. Always calm and restrained. Oh yes, James would believe if it if he hadn't seen him slammed against the Owlery wall, pliant and groaning beneath Sirius' hands… James shuddered. This change in Sirius and Remus' relationship was, well, weird.

"Mmm, James, you alright?"

"Yeah...Sure. I just hate being so crap at Charms; if I didn't want to be an auror I'd never have bothered taking it." James shrugged. "D'you think I could borrow your notes?"

"Of course."

Remus handed him a neat little leather-bound book, its pages filled with achingly neat handwriting. James flicked through, searching for the relevant heading. And there it was: 'Confusion Charms'. And below it, rendered lovingly, a heart. And inside the heart, written in very tiny writing: Remus Lupin loves Sirius Black.

James laughed and Remus blushed but neither of them said a word.

GRYFFINDOR BOYS' DORMITORY– 22.30

James ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time, and burst into the dorm.

"I finished it, guys! I finished the Charms-" James swallowed. "For God's sake! Get a room!"

Sirius climbed off Remus, straightened his robes and smiled winningly. "But Jamsie-boy, this is our room."

JAMES IN BED, THE CURTAINS DRAWN- 00.00

A vague rustling.

"Do you think he's-"

"Sleeping… Yeah."

"Christ, Remus, let me in before I bloody freeze and- ummm. Much better."

James opened one eye and groaned. This really really really had to stop.