A/n: This chapter is to FluffySmarts, who is.. well, she is her own self…
The Ten Thing I Hate About James Harold Potter
I hate the way you make fun of me.
I hate that you don't have to worry about being alone.
"Remus?" Sirius was sitting in the common room with Remus. Sirius had his notebook and Remus had his book.
"Mmh?"
"You know James wouldn't be as popular as he is without me." Sirius said as he watched James walk out of the room with about 10 friends.
Remus looked over his book at him, "How so?"
"I mean, honestly, why is he popular? And why is he never alone?"
"Erm, honestly, because he makes fun of you and Snape, more of you than Snape."
"My point exactly, he wouldn't be anything without me, he would be alone without me."
"Sirius?"
"Yea?"
"Go to bed."
Sirius chuckled a little, "I will later." Sirius looked back at his notebook 'Do I really hate him?' He thought as he watched Remus leave to the library leaving him alone for only a second.
"Hey! Hey Black!"
Sirius looked up to see James had made his way back to the common room and was strangling enough, alone.
"What Potter?"
James just stared into Sirius eyes.
Grey met Hazel.
And Sirius felt something between them, like a spark, only it couldn't be put into words.
"Ha-ha, Hey look. James is messing with Black again come on." James' friends, Charles and Joe walked in laughing about a joke Charles just told.
James and Sirius both turned away from there "stare" and Sirius thought he saw a plea or sorrow look in James' eyes, but quickly forgot it when he heard the familiar sound of James starting to make fun of Sirius with his friends.
"Hey Joe, I was just about to ask Black hear what he thought the difference between us was."
"So? Go on Blacky, what is the difference between you and James?" Joe taunted.
"One of many is that Potter doesn't have to worry about being alone, he always has arse-holes like you too following him around like a little lost puppy, only less cute."
James had to hold back laughter, but quickly came back with, "Well at least people want to be around me Black, everyone left because you sat you sodding arse down and made people think twice about staying here."
James leaned into Sirius and whispered, "I would stay."
And looked at his friends and smiled, then pushed Sirius head back on the couch with a loud thud. The thud which was Sirius head hitting the back of the couch, hard.
I think I might really hate him.
A/n: If you didn't guess…. This… was Sirius' thought after the head banging...