A/N –BONJUR! I'm just quickly replying to the reviews I have not yet replied to

BrookeJamesSP5 – Thanks again for the review. I'll try to add more detail to my chapters like you've asked, but I might have a few problems with that... I'm not the best at writing stories, and forgetting English words (English is not my first language) doesn't help much. Your help and reviews are much appreciated x – Dominika

ALSO, I realised that in the book, Sirius meets James for the first time on Hogwarts Express, but I just changed it a little, so he met him, as I've said before, in the park, near his house.

NOW BACK TO THE STORY!

DISCLAIMER!

No matter how much I wish I did, I do not own harry potter or any characters you might recognise.

The five marauders

Chapter 4

I dusted myself off and walked into the crowded bar. Looks like we weren't the only people who decided to go shopping this fine day.

"Jemmia, honey", my mum began, as soon as she saw me, "It looks like Diagon Alley will be pretty crowded today, and I have to do some shopping myself. How about I leave you some money, so you can buy your school equipment and any other things you might want?"

"Sounds good to me", I replied, my excitement growing with every second.

"Good. I'll meet you back here in about three hours".

She dropped a few coins into my hand and left.

Before I started to even look around, I unfolded my magical banner I created. I made in on special parchment that my parents bought for me a few years back. It changes anything you write on it into a pretty massive and bold font, so it's quite easy to see. It also floats above your head wherever you go.

The banner I've made said:

Looking for Serious Sirius

After a few minutes of walking around the bar (Many people stared at me and my banner like I was crazy, which, in fact, I might be…), I finally gave up, and went to stand near the back of the bar and let Sirius and James find me.

I stood there for less then a minute, when I heard a voice from behind me, "Great minds think alike, I see".

I quickly spun around, to see a changed, yet slightly familiar face.

"SIRIUS!" I squeaked, before throwing my arms around my best friend.

We stayed like that for about ten seconds, when I finally realised what I was doing.

"I'm being a girl, aren't I?" I whispered, still holding on.

"Yep! But you are one after all", He replied.

I chuckled a bit, and let go. It was then that I realised that I wasn't the only one with a magical banner. Floating above Sirius, was the same kind of banner I had above me, except his read: Lookin' for my little miss sarcasm.

"You grew your hair", he stated, "And didn't tell me".

"I didn't think it important", I replied, still admiring his banner, "Is that what you mean by 'great minds think alike'?" I added, pointing at our banners.

"Yup".

Sirius decided to take both banners down, so I got to have a good look at him.

He had black hair, which dropped down to his shoulders in curls, a few strands of which fell into his eyes giving him a cute and casual look. He had stormy gray eyes, which fitted in with the rest of his appearance pretty well. For such a young kid, in my opinion, he was really handsome.

Also, for an eleven-year-old, he was quite tall (about 5 inches taller them me) and had a pretty muscular body. I knew he did a lot of exercise, but I didn't expect that much. I grinned to myself. He will be such a total ladies man when he's older.

It was then that I noticed a guy standing next to Sirius, watching the whole scene with an amused grin. He was a tall guy (but only about an inch taller then Sirius), with hazel eyes and very untidy black hair that stuck up at the back, yet still, it looked really good on him.

"You must be James Potter", I began.

"Yeah, And I guess you're Jamie White?", He asked.

"Yup", I agreed, sticking out my hand for him to shake, which he did.

"Sirius told me all about you", We said at the same time, making Sirius laugh, and us grin.

"Oh no! We're turning into my older brothers!" I cried, faking a scared face.

That made Sirius laugh again, while James simply grinned. It looks like Sirius told him about my twin brothers.

"Shall we, milady?" Sirius finally asked, after controlling his laughter.

"I don't know milord, I quite like spending my spare time amongst creepy wizards and witches in smelly, crowded and loud bars", I said with a perfectly straight face.

He grinned, and held out his arm for me. I laughed at him and took the offered arm.

"Hey! You're wearing the top I sent you!" He noticed.

"Yup. You coming James?" I asked the boy who now stood on my other side.

" 'Course", he replied, and grinned when I took his other arm.

The three of us skipped out of the bar, and onto Diagon Alley.

"I'm tired", I moaned, after about 1½ hours of shopping with my two best friends (I know I'm rushing into it, but I already consider James my best friend. He's simply amazing! Just like Sirius).

We've already managed to tackle the cauldron shop, where James and Sirius had their eyes glued to a cauldron made of pure gold, Flourish & Blotts, where we got our school books along with three copies of 'Advanced Pranks, Jokes and more Pranks By Enrico Fanning', Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occasions, where a lady, who couldn't be more then twenty, thought I was a guy, and a few other stores. We were just heading to Ollivander's, all carrying at least three heavy bags each.

"Sirius, you're strong, aren't you?" I asked.

"'Course I am!" The show off said, straight away.

"Give me a piggy back, I beg you!" I pleaded.

He raised his eyebrows, but after a moment of hesitation, took my bags (which he threw at James along with his own) and threw me over his back.

"YEEEEEY!" I exclaimed, wrapped my arms around his neck, and rested my chin on his head.

"Oy! What am I? A bloody house elf?" James yelled from under the bags (he was carrying about ten now).

"House elf! Why didn't I think of that before?" Sirius muttered, "KREACHER!"

Suddenly, the ugliest house elf I've seen in my life appeared in front of us. He had a long and snout-like nose, bluish eyes, and bat-like ears. He had many folds of skin, yet he still looked considerably young.

Sirius told me about Kreacher. Apparently, he worships the ground Sirius' mother walks on, and is just like his masters (apart from Sirius, of course): A muggle hating bastard. He isn't very fond of Sirius apparently, and vice versa.

"Yes master Sirius?" He mumbled unpleasantly, "How may Kreacher help master?"

"You are to take these bags", he picked out my bags from James' arms and chucked them at the house elf, with me still resting on his back, "And take them to 4 May Street in St Albans, Then take these", He picked out James' bags, "And take them to The Potter Mansion, and finally, take these", he chucked the rest of bags, "And take them to Grimmauld Place DIRECTLY to my room. And don't talk to anyone on your way. Understand?" Sirius concluded.

"Yes master. I would have to beat myself if I didn't understand", The house elf mumbled, and apparated away with our bags.

"Ahhh feels so good to be free of those bloody bags", James rejoiced, folding and unfolding his fingers.

"Go on horsy, TO OLLIVANDER'S!" I yelled, patting Sirius on the head, and making a few passer-by's look at us with curious expressions.