Title: Johnnie B. Goode

Character: James Potter & Sirius Black

Prompt: Johnnie B. Good by Chuck Berry.

Word Count: 634

The first time that James Potter heard the song Johnnie B. Goode he was seven years old. His parents had taken him to London for the day and they were strolling down the street when James suddenly stopped. He frowned and looked for the source of the sound. It was by no means the first time he heard music, his father was a big fan of listening to music while he worked, but James had never heard that particular song.

"What are you looking for James?"

"Do you hear that song?"

Both his parents looked up as if that would help them better hear the song he was referring to. A smile appeared on his mother's face. "Do you like it?"

James nodded. "Well, then…" his mother concluded as she looked towards the other side of the street. "I'll go buy it for you."

From the moment that they came back to the house that song was played on repeat. Day and night the words of Johnnie B. Goode were heard throughout the house until even James' parents knew the lyrics like the back of their hand in spite of not having listened very closely. They needed only hear the iconic guitar in the beginning to understand which song it was.

James loved it. So much that he stubbornly proclaimed that he could only be friends with people who liked that song. His parents asked him what he would do if he wanted to be friends with someone who didn't like the song. James looked at his parents with a frown on his face and scoffed as he childishly proclaimed that would never happen. He pushed his glasses further up his nose, they had a habit of sliding, and then pointed at his chest.

"I know a good person when I see one."

Fleamont and Euphemia laughed at his comment. They knew that he would eventually grow out of it.

When James was eleven years old he bordered the train to Hogwarts. His body was filled to the brink with nervous energy, his glasses kept falling down as he almost jumped up and down on his seat. It felt like he had waited for this moment his entire life. James had already hugged his parents' goodbye. His mother had kissed him on the cheek and he had promised to behave; both James and his parents knew that was not a promise that he could keep. James stomped his feet to the floor and looked around. He needed to find friends, and by that he meant real friends – James glanced out the hallways but saw no one – and he needed to show them what a funny guy he was. It was obvious what he needed to do.

Johnnie B. Goode began playing in his compartment and James looked towards the entrance into his compartment as he waited for someone to appear. The longer he came into the song without anyone showing up the more disheartened he became. When the song started over James almost frowned and he turned to look out the window instead. He almost didn't notice when he door opened. If the young boy that wandered in hadn't violently thrown his bag into the side of the wall, then James would have continued looking out the window.

He had brown hair that gracefully hung around his face, a big smile and sparkling mischievous eyes. He let out a sigh and wiped his forehead with his hand. "Can I sit here?"

"Absolutely." James smile grew and he watched as the boy sat on the opposite side from him. "I'm James Potter."

"Sirius Black." A moment of silence followed. The song ended and then started over again. Sirius smiled. "I like that song."

James didn't attempt to stop his own smile from growing. "I'm glad."

The end