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Chapter 3
Of Changing in Peter's Presence & Civil Conversations
When Sirius regained consciousness, he saw that the others had already changed into their robes. "Why didn't you wake me up?" He moaned, "Now I have to change by myself, with all of you staring at me." Even so, he pulled off his T-shirt, and began changing "What? We never look at you when you change!" Remus said indignantly. "Actually, Moony, my dear nerdy friend, Peter sometimes does stare at Sirius when he changes," James said indicating Peter, who, unnoticed by Sirius, was staring fixedly at Sirius as he changed, totally fascinated by the sight of Sirius's shirtless back. "Ummm…that's a little creepy," Remus said. "Definitely," James agreed. They both resolved to keep an eye on Peter the next time they were changing in his presence.
Finally they arrived at Hogwarts. James managed to get himself and his friends all into the same carriage. When they were about to close the door someone came and asked to join them without looking to see who they were. A very redheaded someone. "Oh my gosh! Lily Evans just asked if she could sit with us! Has she finally come around?" James's thoughts echoed inside his head. "Of course you can, Evans, since we all know ho much you like us," Sirius said sarcastically. Lily's beautiful head jerked up, looking at them, at last. "I didn't know who was I here," she said icily, "I think all the others are full, but I'll go look for another one." She was about to climb out, when the door slid shut, trapping her in the carriage with them.
"Oh, no!" Lily thought, "I am trapped in a carriage with the four most immature, conceited, and irritating boys in the entire school. This could be bad." She resolved just to keep quiet. She would not yell at them in the close confines of the carriage. The echoes would be terrible. They talked for a while about something they called 'the Code of Conduct' and whether more punishments should be added and she supposed that even the worst of boys must have some sort of rules to follow. "So, Evans, "James said attempting to be nonchalant, "How was your summer?" "Fine," Lily answered curtly. "What did you do?" James attempted to coax more information out of her. "I went to France," She was still determined to avoid talking to them as much as possible. "What did you do there?" James asked cautiously, not knowing what would set her off. "I saw the Eiffel Tower and visited some relatives," she answered, not quite as rudely. Against her better judgment, she was drawn into the conversation. She was surprised by his politeness throughout the conversation. Only when the carriage stopped did she realized that she had actually held a civil conversation with James Potter. They got out of the carriage together still talking about her trip to France. As they approached the big doors, she said teasingly, "Wow, Potter, I didn't know that you could say one sentence without bragging about your 'amazing quidditch abilities.'" A hurt look crossed his face, but quickly it was gone, "I didn't know that you could talk to me without screaming at me," James retorted. Soon they were engaged in a all-out shouting match. Finally Lily turned on her heel and stormed into the Great Hall, where the sorting had begun during their argument.
James slunk down to where his fellow marauders were sitting, and sank into his seat without a word. "So, Prongs how did it go?" Sirius prompted. James put his head down on the table silently. "Not good, huh?" Remus asked sympathetically, "You seemed to be getting along quite well when we left you." "She said I couldn't say one sentence without bragging," James mumbled into the tablecloth. "Oooh, not that again," Sirius said. James finished the rest of the meal in sulky silence.