JK Rowling owns Harry Potter
Sirius pretended to stare at his timetable, despite the cheerful jokes he had made with his friends, he was depressed. The previous night he had fell into slumber scared, scared of what his family would do to him once they discovered what house he was in, he fell to sleep believing he was a coward, not worthy of Gryffindor because he was frightened whenever his family raised their hands, terrified of the pain they inflicted upon him. He risked a glance over the text filled piece of paper at the Slytherin table, where his cousin, Narcissa, sat staring coldly back at him.
He was vaguely aware of James, Remus and Peter talking, laughing, carefree. He wondered if they knew what terrible people his family were, they must, the Blacks were just as notorious as the Malfoys for hating those of what they called 'filthy blood'. He looked at his friends and felt a great surge of affection, because they overlooked his family name, they saw him for who he was, not who his family was.
Remus sat with his three friends. James and Peter were engaged in conversation and Sirius was staring blankly at his timetable, frowning. He only had one chance, if anyone discovered what he was, he would have to run, flee, into the countryside, away from the prejudiced, judging eyes that saw him for what he was; a monster. Remus had old memories, from his early childhood- best friends rejecting him with hate filled eyes, parents dragging their children away from him, his uncle staring down coldly at him- telling him he was a monster. Tears began to form in Remus' eyes, but he wiped them away, he had stayed strong for eight long years of misery and pain, he wasn't going to break down now.
He wondered what his friends would think of him if they knew, they would despise him, be repulsed at the thing they'd called a friend, tell everyone and outcast him from the wizarding world. The only people that knew what he was and still loved him were his parents; the rest of his family had turned their backs on him in disgust.
Peter laughed along with James. Remus and Sirius were both staring at their timetables. These three were the first friends Peter had ever had, and Peter loved it whenever they spoke to him, he felt included. He laughed at their every joke and tried desperately at every opportunity to make them laugh, even a small snigger would make Peter glow with pride for minutes afterwards. He knew he'd never betray them for anything; he'd stick by them until the very end.
Peter couldn't wait to tell his mother and father this, he had friends. He knew they'd stick up for him, and in return, he'd do anything for them.
James smiled happily, his life was going as planned, he had great friends and he was in Gryffindor, he couldn't ask for anything more. At home he'd always been bored, with no one to share his jokes with but his parents, who didn't find them funny. James' parents were kind, loving people who would give there life for James without a seconds hesitation, but, they couldn't take a joke. Of course, James had a strong sense of loyalty to those close to him, he would stop the world revolving for them, and he'd walk a thousand miles for anyone he loved, even if they didn't love him back. He thought this as he sat staring at his new friends. He smiled at them and they smiled back.
After breakfast the four made their way to transfiguration, James leading the way eagerly. Once they entered the clean classroom with rows of wooden tables and chairs, James and Sirius ran to the back, whilst Remus dragged a grumbling Peter to the front. Soon, all the class sat staring at McGonagall's desk, which was currently occupied by a tabby cat. The cat suddenly changed forms into McGonagall, who began speaking in a clear, crisp voice;
"Welcome to transfiguration, it's a very complex branch of magic, so it will take time and practise to master. It is where you change one object into another." She said, demonstrating by turning her desk into a large pig.
"Snivellus, you didn't tell us you had an identical twin!" Yelled James from the back of the room.
"Five points from Gryffindor." McGonagall intervened quickly before Snape could retaliate; Lily Evans groaned and glared at James.
Once James and Sirius had completed the assigned task, turning a match into a needle, James grabbed four pieces of parchment from his bag, handed one to a confused Sirius and charmed two to fly over to Peter and Remus. All three stared at James like he'd gone mad, and when James begun to write on that parchment, they were dumbstruck. But when letters in James handwriting slowly formed on their parchment the surprise turned into shock, and then delight.
Hey –J
What the hell! –S
Did you make these, how does this work? –R
Someone probably gave it to him –S
No –J
How did you make them then? –S
With pure talent –J
Who gave it to you? –R
My cousin -J
Hey –P
McGonagall's looking –S
She's not –P
She is –S
She's not –P
SHE IS –S
SHE'S NOT-P
She's talking to Evans -J
Peter, what's Remus doing? –S
His work –P
WHAT! –J
WHAT?! –S
What? –R
Oh, so you come crawling back –S
Remus? –S
Remus? –S
Peter, what's Remus doing? –S
His work –P
The bell rung loudly, summoning them to their next class, potions. They walked to the class slowly, having heard rumours of how difficult it was. When they eventually arrived at the classroom, in the dungeons, they were ten minutes late. Slughorn saw them and chuckled good-naturedly, to Lily Evans apparent annoyance, and told them to sit at the table of four directly at the front of the room.
"Now, class, today we will make the Babbling Beverage, a potion that will make the recipient speak nonsense uncontrollably," Slughorn paused and looked distant, presumably for dramatic effect, "turn to page 457 please and follow the instructions, you have 50 minutes."
Remus' cauldron was immediately full of a bubbling thick green liquid that he was adding the required objects into, while the Peter stared at him incredulously, he'd never seen someone move so fast. James and Sirius, to Peter's astonishment, were just as eager to make the potion. Peter lit the cauldron and attempted to make the potion.
"James, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Asked Sirius, grinning.
"Evans." James said dreamily.
"What?" Sirius said, disgusted, and snapped his fingers in front of James' hazel eyes.
"Err, I mean, yes, pouring the potion into Snivellus' drink later." James said, blushing heavily.
When the lunch bell rang, the four ran to the great hall, Sirius far ahead of his friends, desperate to get to the food. Once they sat down, James and Sirius told Remus and Peter their plan to prank Snape.
"So, what do you think?" Sirius said after James explained the idea.
"Yeah! I'll help" Peter said eagerly.
"No, what's he ever done to deserve this?" Said Remus, shaking his head disapprovingly.
"Remember on the train?"
"No, James, that isn't enough." Remus protested half-heartedly.
"It is and you know it." James said, staring at Remus.
"Fine. But at least use a love potion, babbling beverage isn't embarrassing enough. "
"I like the way you think." Sirius grinned, high fiving James and Peter triumphantly.
"Well, I don't. And I'll tell McGonagall if you even go near Sev's goblet." A voice said from behind Remus.
"Hey Evans," James said, straightening up and giving her a lop-sided grin.
Sirius rolled his eyes at James, "Evans, stop spoiling our fun."
"Your idea of fun disgusts me." She replied venomously.
"Why do you even like Snivellus?"
"Shut up Pettigrew, he's more likeable then you." Lily spat.
"No, he's not, now go away." Remus said, annoyed at Lily.
Lily glared hatefully at Remus at walked away angrily towards Severus.
As they entered History of Magic, they four all had high expectations, they would be learning of violent and brutal goblin wars, and the history of magic itself. They sat in a row of four, notebooks out and quills ready. They did not expect an old ghost to drift in and drone away endlessly, only Lily and Remus seemed able to listen and take notes.
"James, James." Sirius hissed, poking a sleeping James.
"What?" James yawned, opening one eye.
"Want to play truth or dare?"
Suddenly, James was wide awake, "Yeah, wake up Peter and I'll convince Remus. We'll use our parchments to say the dares and truths, okay?" Sirius nodded and James turned to Remus.
"Remus."
"What?" Remus said, still writing notes hurriedly.
"Want to play truth or dare, please, you can just ask Evans for her notes."
Surprisingly Remus agreed shortly before Sirius' writing formed on the parchment.
Okay, I'll go first, shall I? Not that any of you have a choice. –S
Just go –P
Right then. Peter, for that display of impatience, truth or dare? –S
Truth –P
Coward. –J
Can you shut up? I'm trying to think –S
Yes, thanks for the easy question, Sirius –P
Damn it –S
James, truth or dare –P
Dare –J
Kiss the first person that comes through the door –P
They were interrupted, however, by Lily Evans entering the room after a toilet break from the lesson. James rose, grinning, he lifted her hand to him face and kissed it.
"Welcome back, milady." He said with a bow.
She conjured soap and begun to vigorously wash her hands.
"HOW DARE YOU?" She yelled furiously.
"Ahh, you see-"
"YOU'VE PROBABLY GIVEN ME SOME SORT OF DISEASE NOW!"
"No, Evans, listen-"
"NO! JUST GO AWAY!"
"EVANS, IT WAS A DARE. A. DARE." James yelled, equally angry now.
Lily shoved him away and sat down, already back to scribbling down Mr Binns' every word. James sighed and ran his hand through his hair, already making plans to get Lily to go out with him.
Thanks for reading, please review and tell me any ideas to help improve the fic. I'll update soon.