Chapter 7
"Moony! Moooooooony, wake up!" He heard someone yell before he felt a body jump onto him from where he was laying in bed.
Remus groaned and squinted his eyes to see Sirius laying on top of him. He grunted again, trying to push Sirius off him the bed, but Sirius grabbed onto to him for dear life. He tried it again before giving up and saying in a groggy voice "What do you want Sirius?"
Sirius's head popped into view and grinned widely at him. His hair was a mess, the tangled black curls messed up and giving him the 'just got shagged' look. His grey eyes were filled with happiness and excitement that could barely be contained. His lips were stretched wide from the smile on his face, and they looked so soft and kissable—no, dangerous thoughts. Sirius was just his friend, he would never want to be with him.
"It's my birthday, wake up, give me attention!" Sirius said to him, laying on top of him and pouting. Remus groaned again. Remus knew that it was Sirius's birthday, he had been telling everyone he could for the past week. Remus had gotten him a present as well, but he had been planning to give it to him later, not right now. It was early damn it!
"Detention? You said you want a detention? Of course, that can be your birthday present—" Sirius cut him off, his eyes growing wide and shaking his head frantically. He knew that Remus could actually give him detention, because Remus was a prefect. He had before, one time when he and James had been trying to prank a friend of Remus's from Ravenclaw.
"No, no, no, I'm quite good without one Moony. But any presents would be welcome!" Sirius said grinning.
"You should get up now Moony, he isn't gonna let go anytime soon. You too, Wormy. I already got woken up by a bucket of water. " James said grumbling from across the room, soaking wet. Next to him Peter was still snoring.
"Peter!" Sirius yelled from Remus's bed, still laying on top of Remus. Peter jumped a little, but didn't wake up. He pointed his wand at Peter and muttered "Ut Aranea." A large fake appeared floating above Peter's face.
"Peter, wake up there's a giant spider!" Sirius yelled in fake panic.
Peter's eyes snapped open and he screamed girlishly before rolling off the bed and landing on carpet with an 'oomph'. They all started laughing.
After that they had gotten ready for the day, they walked down to breakfast.
"Oh Merlin, I'm starving!" James bemoaned sitting down at the Gryffindor table and immediately reaching for the waffles and bacon.
Sirius ran up from where he was talking to Peter behind James and Remus. "No, you will not eat all of the bacon! I forbid you! You can't deprive me of my daily breakfast bacon." He snatched the plate of bacon away from James and sat down, using Remus as a barrier between them.
"No, Padfoot! I didn't get any!" James exclaimed and tried to reach across Remus to reach the plate of bacon, but Remus slapped his hand out of the way.
Remus glared at him, still tired and needing his morning coffee. "I am trying to eat." He said to James, glaring.
"But I need the bacon!" James said.
"No."
"But-"
"No."
"Moony, please!"
"No."
"Ughhhh, fine." James said finally giving up. "You can have the bacon today Padfoot, but I get it tomorrow." He turning back to his plate to find three pieces of bacon on it. James gapped.
"Who put this on my plate?" James asked.
Peter raised his hand and mimicked flipping his hair. "I'm just that good of a friend."
James beamed at Peter before digging in to his breakfast.
Ten minutes into breakfast they heard the sounds of the owls coming to deliver their mail for the day. A storm of owls flew into the hall and dispersed to find the people to deliver their letters to. Three owls land in front of the Marauders, the Daily Prophet, The Potter family owl and Peters personal owl, who he had sent off the other day.
Sirius paid the Prophet owl before grabbing the newspaper and starting to read it.
James grabbed the box tied to the leg of his family owl and opened it slightly and peered inside. "Yes, my mom sent cookies!" James said quietly. All of the Gryffindors knew that made the best cookies in the world and would always beg James for some. He had learned to keep it quiet that his mom sent cookies because if he didn't, he would find himself surrounded by begging Gryffindors.
Peter sighed as he read his letter. It was from his mother's healer, Healer Whitefield. It was a status update for his mother's mysterious illness. He cursed his dead father again. It was assumed to be a family spell, a special way of decaying to organs until the person died. And the problem about that was that no one knew how to heal it. If Peter could get into his family vault and look of the counter curse or cure to it, he would be able to heal her. But his father had locked his mother out of the vaults leaving her only her personal vault, and Peter couldn't access the Pettigrew family vault until his was of age. The letter said that nothing had changed and that the payment for her services were due in a week.
Peter tucked it into his pocket and looked up to see Remus giving him a sad smile. He gave him a weak smile back and went back to his food.
Remus looked up at the owls still looking for their recipients. Then he froze and elbowed Sirius. "Siri, isn't that your father owl?"
Sirius's head whipped up and looked where Remus was looking. Sirius nodded. "Yeah, but, where is it… going?"
They both watched the owl fly over to the Head Table and land in front of Professor Peverell. "Why is your father owling Professor Peverell?"
Sirius shrugged and watched his Professor grab one of the letters, and pet his father owl absently as he read the letter, a smile growing on his face as he continued to read.
Sirius watched, amazed that the owl let the Professor touch him. The owl was a menace, and wouldn't let anyone but his father, Regulus and only sometimes him, pet him. He would bite your hand off if you tried.
He turned his head to the Slytherin table to find Regulus, to see if he was finding this bizarre as well. He found Regulus staring at Professor Peverell, eyes slightly widened. Regulus, feeling eyes on him, turned to look at Sirius. Sirius gestured to Professor Peverell in question. Regulus shrugged.
Remus and Sirius both turned back to his breakfast confused. Why was Sirius's father owling Professor Peverell?
"You know," Peter said, staring down at the copy of the Prophet, not noticing Sirius and Remus's dilema, "The Prophet is print a lot more truthful stuff, it's not just a gossip rag anymore. Like, there's a couple articles on potions on here, just simple ones, useful and not common, but cool. Then the stuff about the Wizengamot and all that political rubbish looks truthful. It's, like, giving us actual facts and telling us what's going on."
"I know!" James said, mouth full of eggs. He swallowed and continued. "My father loves it, he says it's like the Wizarding World isn't like sheep anymore, more people getting facts and stuff like that. I like reading the Quidditch section just as much as anyone else, but to be able to know what kinds of things my father is dealing with in the Wizengamot is actually really cool. He really likes whoever is changing the Prophet around, but the owners are anonymous, so we don't know who it is. "
James saw Lily Evans walk into the hall, her friend Alice McMillan with her. He put on his cocky grin, straighten, and said to Lily as she walked by, "My Lily-flower, you look gorgeous this morning. Would you care to join me and dashing fellows for breakfast this morning?"
She glared at him and said back "No Potter, I'd much rather sit at the Slytherin table then with you. You have jam on your hand by the way, did you know?" She walked to the other end of the table to sit with her friends who were in their 4th year.
James grabbed a napkin and wiped the jam off of his hand. He then sat down and sighed. "She never going to like me." He said despondently.
Sirius and Remus patted his back in sympathy. "Maybe if you try to not be as… cock-sure of yourself next time? You don't act yourself when she's around, mate. She might like the real you."
"Yeah, I try to, but she gets me so... flustered, and I just try and impress her, but then she turns me down." James said.
They were startled by Sirius's father's owl landing in front of them, a small box tied to its leg. The owl held his leg out to Sirius, indicating it was for him.
Sirius untied them both from the owl and the owl flew off
"How are things going with you and your father, Sirius?" Remus asked quietly, so only James, Peter and Sirius would hear him.
Sirius paused and said "Better, he asked if I would be willing to come home for Christmas in his last letter."
James eyes widened, "What did you say?"
"That I would think about it."
Sirius 'finited' it shrinking spell that had been placed on the box. Sirius opened it, curious to see what was inside. Sirius jaw dropped, and he quickly closed the box, shrunk it and pocketed it, with a smile.
"What was it?" James asked Sirius who was looking slightly gleeful.
"From what it looked like, a lot, but I saw quite a few prank products and books, and an Auror-grade wand holster."
Their eyes widened. "What! Those are only for Aurors, and to get one if you're not an Auror is crazy expensive!"
"I know, that's why I'm going to open the rest of it in my room." Sirius answered.
They all nodded.
"Poor Potter... how long has he be pining for Ms. Evans?" Hadrian said to Minnie, who had given him permission to call him that a little while ago, pretending to not know about James and Lily. He had been watching Lily turn down James, again as she walked by him to sit for dinner that night.
Minnie shook her head with a smile "Since he got here? I believe they met on the train and James became immediately entranced by her. Hasn't left her alone since."
Hadrian hummed, then smiled deviously. "Minnie, how much do you like betting?"
She paused and looked at him questioningly. "I run the teacher betting pool, of course I like betting. What would you like to bet?"
"That James and Lily will get together by the end of their 7th year." Hadrian said.
Minnie snorted, "That they'll get together? Ok, how much?"
"Ten galleons."
"Confident, eh Peverell? Make it fifteen."
"Deal." They shook on it.
They pause to eat their breakfast, Hadrian reading his letter from Orion again with a small smile.
"So," Minerva said. "Who's that letter from?"
Hadrian snorted and put the letter in his pocket. "Not discreet Minnie, I'm still not telling."
Minnie pouted, actually pouted. "Why not? You obviously seem happy with whoever is courting you." She froze, then asked, "Please tell me that it's not a student. It's against the rules to have romantic relationships with a student-"
Hadrian laughed, loudly, thinking if Orion's face if he heard that. But his laughter eventually died down to small chuckles. "Where," he said, "did you get that idea?"
"Well, you kept refusing to tell, and I thought that may be the reason…" she tried to defend herself.
Hadrian chuckled again. "No, I just don't want to tell anyone until I ask him about it. I'm not sure if he wants anyone to know just yet."
Minnie nodded, accepting the reason. "But once you get him to agree, you are telling me."
Hadrian nodded in agreeance with a smile. Who knew that Minnie was such a gossiper?
A little bit of a filler chapter, but I wanted to get started on the Remus/Sirius and James/Lily!
I hope you liked it, reviews and comments always welcome!