Sirius' Tomboy:

A/N: This chapter has a side of James that I nicked from the fanfic "Coconuts and Lily Evans" by Moonstone. I suggest you go check it out. ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own this world J.K.Rowling has created.

"You're so dead."

The Great Hall door swung open to the sounds of our laughs and jeers at James' non-existent love life.

First I noticed the eyes. They were cutting, brutal and most of all envious, and I did not like the attention one bit.

"Hey guys?" The boys' gazes turned to me with looks akin to curiosity, "erm, are there always this amount of eyes?"

They all seemed confused at my question except Peter. "Yes, there is."

Hopefully I asked, stroking Tulberry's head for comfort, "did you ever get used to them?"

Peter just shook his head and said truthfully, "I'm still not used to them now."

I think my face must have shown my unease because Sirius slung an arm around my shoulders again promising, "I'll protect you from danger."

I shrugged his arms off, mainly because the jealous glares intensified. "Sirius in all honesty, I think your a danger to yourself."

At James', Remus' and Peter's snickers, I gave him an innocent smile.

He adjusted his shocked face into one of mock sadness. "I thought you were on my team, us against Prongs remember?" He added with a fake whimper. "I feel-I feel so betrayed!"

James still chuckling slightly, slung his arm around my shoulders (what is it with these guys and shoulders?) and smugly said, "ahh Padfoot I always knew I was more attractive than you."

I couldn't help but mumble, "definitely seems that way with the girlfriend you have."

James face turned to a look of horror while the rest of the guys let out guffaws. "You have just committed treason against King James. I cannot have you on my side anymore, Peter will take your place."

Peter just shook his head humorously with a small smile on his face when I glanced at him.

But Sirius seemed to be pleased, "I knew that was just an act and she's really on my side of this war."

I just snorted, "I have my own kingdom far away from egoistical boys."

Remus grabbed Sirius's arm, making us move along from our stop in the middle of the hall. "As much as I enjoy listening to you lot talk history and make sense for once, we came here to eat."

"Oh yeah." The Sirius and James synchronised, Peter looking incredulous that they could have forgotten such a thing.

I glanced at the space on the bench that I always sat with them and I wasn't all that surprised to see Marlene Mcminnon sat there as my replacement. But even though I knew what to expect, it didn't seem to lessen the pain. Best way to start the morning you know - a sprinkling of pain.

Before I could proceed with my thoughts I felt a light but warm pressure on my head. I looked up and for the second time today into James' brown eyes. His gaze was sad but not pitiful and he didn't need to say a word and I soaked in his weird way of support. Guess James isn't all like Lily says.

Wait-when do I ever listen to Lily? Maybe I was going crazy, like literally crazy. All my decisions this morning pointed to it. Like how the hell I'd ended up going to breakfast with the Marauders.

I sent a quiet thank you to James and followed the quiet Peter, loud Sirius being pulled by a sarcastic Remus and smiled. Maybe there was a chance I could fit in to this crazy circus group.

"So what do you like?" Asked James, as we sat down at their "part" of the Gryffindor table. Thankfully on the opposite side to them and nearer the end closer to the Teachers Table. I suspect it was so Sirius could shout ridiculous things to McGonagall. Proclamations of 'love' being one of those things.

"What do you mean?" I ended up sitting in between him and Sirius, facing Remus and Peter.

I'm starting to think that Peter found solace in being near Remus when around Sirius and James and I don't blame him. Both of them are unpredictably crazy. Well, crazier than me at least.

"What you like to eat," simplified Peter in between inhaling food. The English Breakfast seemed to vanish before it landed on his plate.

I thought about it for a moment while setting T.B on the table to look for her own food, she was unusual like that. "I like toast, scrambled egg, jam on toast, frosty flakes, butter on toast, bagels, beans on toast and teacakes."

"So you definitely like toast." Sirius commented thoughtfully.

"Well no shit Padfoot, she likes gingerbread men." James said sarcastically.

"I like those too you know." I added while I reached out for some buttered bagels.

Remus chuckled, "is there anything you don't like?"

"Tomatoes." My voice was filled with hate for the fruits sent from hell. Don't even try and convince me otherwise.

"Like this tomato." James pulled a large juicy slice of the disgusting thing near my face. In self defence, I leaned into Sirius to get away from it.

"Yep those... things," I answered quickly, my back flush with Sirius' side as James brought it closer to my face.

I could see and smell the revolting juice dripping off the fruit. I knew what tomatoes could do in the hands of some people and I detested the fruit because of it.

"Prongs don't make me find a coconut." Sirius warned as he had to stabilize me with his two arms to stop me from pushing him sideways off the bench.

"You wouldn't-" James started but he didn't finish because I used wandless magic to transfigurate it into a coconut.

Anything for those evil things to be away from me. But it isn't like I use wand magic that much anyway. Protecting yourself is hard when people take away your wand.

The reaction was instant. James screamed and flung the fruit (nut?) into the air and I mentally changed it back into a tomato before the offending nut (I'm going with that) could hurt anyone. That's when James dived under the table.

I wondered why I was shaking - well more than earlier - till I realized it was Sirius silently laughing and his hands holding me up were wracking with sniggers.

"What's so funny?" I asked, my breaths evening out when I realised the stench of the tomato was gone.

Remus answered for him with a sigh, "I've given up trying to understand his way of thinking."

It took a while but Sirius finally gasped between snickers, "your... both... scared... of... food!"

I pushed myself off him, and huffed upright, "like your not scared of anything!"

Before I could further protest my actions a shriek cut through the normal sounds at breakfast. Having been with everyone in my year for six years I knew that shriek from anywhere. It was Lily's.

All of us turned our gazes to her, even Peter, who stopped inhaling food a small country could eat in a day, which was rather impressive, to look.

Her naturally wavy hair was stained with tricking tomato juice and tomato itself had landed in the center of her forehead.

Through the silence Sirius spoke up sympathetically, "aww Prongs, you're so dead."

James got out from where he was hiding from the coconut (well it was a fruit again so) to look at Lily.

Everyone in the hall could feel the chill of terror that was emanating off James.

He winced, I winced, everyone in the Great Hall winced. Lily slowly peeled the repulsive fruit off her head as the entire Hall held their breath.

Her voice was calm but for all the wrong reasons and it sent shivers up my spine as well as everyone else's. "Potter. Would you like to tell me why there was a tomato slice on my head?"

James ducked his head in shame, "because I threw a coconut in the air."

The confusion in the Great Hall was palpable.

"What do you mean 'threw a coconut'?" Her eyes narrowed as she asked the question.

James had to choose between a knock at his pride or death and I could tell which one Sirius wanted by the way he was quietly chanting, "di-e, di-e."

James' head ducked down lower and even though he mumbled his response it could be heard in the silence of the Hall.

He simply said, "I don't like coconuts so I threw it away from me."

Lily's placid face moved into a frown then as soon as it appeared it she schooled her features and stood up.

The tension in the hall grew as she slowly walked over to us, eyes on James. Even Sirius looked like he was starting to feel scared by the way his eyes flickered between the composed Lily and the terrified James.