AN: Hey guys! This is a surprise upload, even for me. I was so happy with the lovely reviews I received on the last chapter yesterday that I just HAD to upload today. Please don't hate me if it's horrible, I didn't have much time to type this since I have a test in school tomorrow for which I should be studying but am utterly neglecting. Please let me know what you think in a review or a PM, it really helps me out!

James was awoken by a loud clatter coming from the living room downstairs. He had been home from Hogwarts for only a couple of days but he longed to go back to the castle. His friends would be coming over to stay in a weeks time, before which he was going to die of boredom.
He threw off his covers, grabbed his wand from his bedside and tiptoed towards the door. Silently turning the doorknob, he tried to peer down the stairs. He could still hear some movement from below so he padded towards the source as quietly as he could although the cracking of joints in his sleepy body gave him away. He realised that his parents were away to work leaving him alone at home with the house elf who was nowhere around.
He held up his wand ready to fight, not caring if he was under age. He entered the kitchen to see someone sitting at the table, their head buried in their hands.
"Sirius?" James called out to his best friend not sure what Sirius was doing here so soon. Sirius looked up and James noticed he was crying but he refused to believe his eyes. Sirius Black never cried. James cautiously walked over to where the boy sat and took the seat in front of him.
"What's wrong mate?" he asked not liking the sight before him. Sirius furiously wiped away his tears, as if just realising he'd been caught weeping. He took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself down.
"I-I..." Sirius stuttered. James was scared. What could have happened which had shaken up Sirius so bad? " I... ran away from home," he finished so softly that James was surprised he could hear it. "They were being really sick, insulting muggle borns and half bloods," he carried on and James understood he was talking about his parents. "They were talking about You-Know-Who as if he were a God. About how great he is and how he'd be able to... cleanse the society. I couldn't take it. How could they be so vile? So I told them they were wrong and that they should shove it up their own," he sniffed. " We got into a big argument and I told them I wasn't their son so I took my stuff and left."
James had never been hurt and proud at the same time. " I'm sorry," he said. " But I'm so proud of you. You stood up against your own family. You stuck by what you believed in and from your background, no offence to you," Sirius waved his hand to show that he didn't mind," I'd be surprised if you had turned out half as decent as you are."
Sirius looked up at James, his eyes were sad but there was a soft smile on his lips. "You really think so?" he asked, sounding like a little child. James nodded enthusiastically making Sirius happy.
"Thanks. But don't have anywhere to go," He said looking down at his hands.
"What?" James asked almost angry. " You'll stay here of course!"
"Your parents won't kind?"
"Please. They like you better than me."
"Obviously," Sirius smirked playfully. "Who wouldn't?" James rolled his eyes at him.
"Want some breakfast?" James asked. Getting up to get the utensils out. He couldn't wait to turn seventeen, he'd be able to cook himself a meal at this flick of a wand.
"Yeah," Sirius replied. "I'm starving!"
"Well then you better help me," James said and went on to give Sirius directions about what to do. They managed to make a decent breakfast of fried eggs, bacon, toast and pumpkin juice without setting anything on fire and spent the rest of the morning playing Quidditch, cracking jokes and enjoying the company of someone who was so much like themselves.

AN: Hope you guys liked it. I didn't want to make it too sad because I can't stand the idea of Sirius being upset. Thanks for reading and PLEASE review!