A short one this time…

Tuesday the 17th of November, lunchtime.

Roxanne wasn't kidding this morning. The two first classes of the days, double transfiguration and double potion are now over and we are sitting in the great hall for lunch. And everybody is staring in our direction, whispering and pointing at us, well mostly at Alice. It's crazy if you ask me. Roxanne is talking about something, maybe I should listen…

"And then these two 5-year girls come over, one of them wanted to know if you've got a nice body James, and the other one asked Alice if it's true that you've got a tattoo at your chest." She rolls her eyes and snorts. "Like you would have a hippogriff on your chest!"

"It's a Hungarian horntail," Alice blurts out and immediately her eyes widen and her hands are lifted to cover her mouth. I can't help but smile and raise an eyebrow at her. Noticed that one did she? Guess she wasn't that scared after all. I feel like puffing my chest, but I resist it. Both Fred and Roxanne stare at Alice and then me.

"Sorry, what did you say Alice", Roxanne wants to know. Fred is looking excitedly at me.

"No way man, tell me you haven't gotten a tattoo without telling me about it!" I just shrug my shoulders and sneak a glance at Alice. She's blushing again. Hope it doesn't become permanent. I smile widely at them. Fred and Roxanne are still looking questioningly at me but I say nothing (Fred just told me not to you know…). Roxanne hits my arm.

"James, will you answer!" I hold my hands up as to surrender.

"Okay, okay you violent little creature. Alice is correct."Then I continue with my lunch and I just know that I'm driving everyone crazy. I like it. Now Fred nudges his shoulder against mine.

"Well enlighten us dear cousin, or do we have to torture it out of you." He even stopped eating. I lean just a tiny bit forward and the others do the same.

"Look, it's nothing big okay. Dad and I were in Muggle London one day during the summer holidays and we passed a tattooist. He knows I've wanted one for years so when I stopped to look at the window, he asked me if we should go inside. He told me that if I seriously wanted a tattoo he was okay with it, a long as I had thought it through and wouldn't regret it later. So I got one of a Hungarian Horntail. I think he was actually kind of proud of me when I told him what I wanted."

Alice was smiling. Fred and Roxanne looked shocked.

"Uncle Harry let you have a tattoo? Are you serious? Does Aunt Ginny know?" Fred was babbling a bit if you ask me.

"Yes he did. I think he knew that at some point I would have one whether or not he approved, so he kind of chose to make sure I got it done properly. Yes I'm Sirius, that's my middle name and no, Mom doesn't know yet but I guess she will eventually."

"Wow!" Fred was impressed, mostly by my dad I think and I understand that. Dad's cool. Besides defying the most evil wizard of time, he's also the best farther you can get and he didn't even have anyone to learn it from if you disregard Granddad. I looked at the clock.

"We have Charms in ten minutes, so we better get going." All four of us rose and left the great hall. Fred and Roxanne were walking close together in front of Alice and me, whispering about something and I couldn't help myself. I moved closer to Alice and put my arm around her shoulder. She turned her head to watch me with a smile grazing her lips and put an arm around my waist in return. For a moment there I forgot what I was going to say and my stomach contracted for at second. Damn she's pretty. She broke the spell again herself.

"So James Potter, what's up?" I smirked at her.

"Ohh, nothing much Alice Longbottom, except that I think maybe the Head Girl is checking me out." Her cheeks colors again and she releases herself from me and slaps my arm. I'm grinning slyly at her. She sticks her tongue out at me and goes to grab Roxanne's arm. She drags her along, away from Fred and me.

"What did you do now James," Fred wants to know as he walks beside me.

"I didn't do anything my fellow prankster. I believe Miss Longbottom just liked what she saw this morning, that's all." He nods with a grin on his face. We've reached the class room. Just outside the door Fred innocently ask me:

"What about you Head Boy, did you like what you saw?" Lucky for me, I get to leave the question unanswered because Flitwick's starting class right now.

babiixilyx3:Yes, poor Alice, it can't be easy to be friends with the children of George Weasley and a marauders grandson.

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