(A/N): Hey Guys! So uh, I had way more fun writing this chapter than I should, and I can't wait to actually upload it to the story so you can actually read this! That's right, I wrote this about...five days ago now? I think so. Anyway, I hope you find this chapter as hilarious as I did, because honestly, I'm probably still cracking up over this. Thank you to my only reviewer so far, Sand Paper Button, who has kindly given me the feedback that I need to get this story up and running!
I started this story in 2012. I was fourteen. Its been almost ten years. If you don't like something in the early chapters, it's not going to suddenly change ten years after I wrote it. If you're going to review this story with criticisms, please log in so I can actually reply to you and not have to leave messages like this in chapters so you might actually see it. And if you're just going to bash the story for being inaccurate, again, please remember that I was fourteen, I wasn't born in the 1960's, and I have never been outside of Australia. And some things are inaccurate because that's what people in that time period thought- not necessarily what I think, or know today.
Disclaimer: I own nothing other than Leo, Nicholai, Quiggly and Elaine, who actually has a Point of View in this chapter!
Leo
A week had passed since we had arrived at Hogwarts, and I had been studiously avoiding the four boys I shared a dorm with, James, Sirius, Remus and Peter. I'd been going to bed later than everyone else, around two in the morning, seeing as they usually staid up way past an advisable time, and had been heading to breakfast at six a.m, seeing as they all seemed to be allergic to waking up early, especially Sirius. I found that I rather enjoyed spending time with Remus, even though our species were supposed to be sworn enemies. See, Remus Lupin was a werewolf. How did I know? I could smell it on him. Remember me saying I had heightened senses? In some cases, especially with smell, this was quite unfortunate. But, however, I was able to learn important details about a person by simply taking a whiff at them as they passed, things they might not want others to know, like Remus's 'furry little problem', as I had taken to calling it. Unfortunately, avoiding my dorm mates was not as simple today, seeing as I woke up later than usual this morning, at seven, and found them watching me, half-asleep.
"Could you be any more creepy?" I asked quietly, and they all jolted from their relaxed positions around my bed.
"Well, now that you mention it, Peter suggested we should steal your tighty-whities, but we decided against it." Sirius joked, and Peter turned bright red and squeaked, trying to deny it.
"No I didn't!" He squealed, glaring at Sirius in an almost convincing way.
"You wouldn't have been able to anyway, I wear boxers not briefs." I muttered, half-asleep before pushing the covers of my bed back, revealing my half-naked self, clad only in a pair of scarlet and gold striped boxers.
"Gryffindor colors." James said amusedly as I went to grab my shirt, probably thinking I wouldn't hear him.
"Glad you like." I joked, grinning and winking at him suggestively before rolling my eyes.
"You slept later than usual this morning." Remus said quietly, and the other boys turned to stare at him.
"You mean he's usually up earlier than this? How? I think I'm dying, and he always goes to sleep later than us!" Sirius complained, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes as it was.
"Six a.m every morning, two o clock every night. If I didn't know better, I'd say you're trying to avoid us." Remus said, suspicious, as I pulled my shirt on, buttoning it up.
"I have been." I admitted, still not looking at them, instead hunting through my trunk to find my school pants.
"Why?" James asked, and I could almost hear him pouting. In fact, maybe that's how I knew.
"Because Lily doesn't like you, and therefore I have to at least pretend like I hate you so she doesn't kill me in my sleep. Personally, I find you amusing, other than the things you do to Severus." Sirius blinked, surprised, before opening his mouth to speak.
"Lily's the only one to call him anything other than Severus, even you don't shorten it. Why is that?" The other boys paused for a second before nodding, suddenly curious as to why this was.
"Severus only lets his friends call him anything other than so, and he and I call each other by our full first names, simply because it gets under the others skins." I told them, pulling my tie over my head as I finally got my pants done up. "Besides, Lily and Severus have known each other longer than I've known either of them, so why should I call him anything other than his full name?" I knotted my tie and looked into the small mirror on my bedside cabinet to check that my hair wasn't too messy before sitting down on the bed to pull my shoes and socks on.
"How long have you known Lily then? I've heard you call her all kinds of different nicknames, plus you're crazy close." Peter asked quietly, and I turned to him slightly surprised.
"A few months, give or take." I said before grinning at the word 'crazy' in reference to Lily and I. "And thanks for the compliment." They all looked confused, so I chuckled at them as I started to head for the door.
"What compliment?" Peter asked, majorly confused as they stood up, about to follow me.
"You called me crazy. Stating what someone is can be seen as a compliment if they like what they hear." They still looked confused, other than Remus who laughed.
"Well, it's hard for someone not to call you crazy with the way you act." The other boys stared at him, utterly and completely confused out of their minds.
"Him? Crazy? More like nerdy." Sirius said, and I grinned at him.
"Only on the surface, and things are never as they seem. By the way, I wouldn't go back to bed any time soon, someone put a bowl of porridge under your covers." Sirius glared at James who simply shrugged.
"Wait, how did you know that?" James asked, suddenly coming to attention.
"I have ways of knowing things." I said before glancing at Remus who smiled slightly. He knew I knew he was a werewolf, and that I was fine with it, but he had no clue how I found out or that I was what I was. "And now, to breakfast!" I announced, before Sirius and James grabbed my arm.
"Nope, you're coming with us today! We're officially kidnapping you." They exclaimed, grinning at me from both sides, and I saw Remus mouth 'sorry' when I looked at him. I'm sure I looked comically confused, and perhaps even slightly worried as they dragged me out of the dorm and through the common room where Lily and Elaine had obviously been waiting for me, seeing as they were sitting on a plush couch facing the boy's dormitory, and not down at the Great hall.
"Lily, Elaine, help, they're kidnapping me!" I yelped as they dragged me through, and Lily jumped up from the couch before Elaine grabbed her arm and pulled her back down before grinning at me.
"Nope, you're on your own buddy! That's for using me as a human-shield in DADA last week!" She called, waving the boys through. Of course, I could have stopped them, but I didn't want to cause a scene, and I wasn't really all that worried about the situation. I mean, it wasn't like they were going to kill me, now were they?
Elaine
I shook my head lightly, a grin still on my lips as James and Sirius, dragged Leo out of the portrait hole, closely followed by Remus and Peter. Lily, however, was still staring at them in disbelief, looking as if she wanted to chase them down and save her best friend from their evil grasps.
"Relax Lily, Leo's a big boy now, I'm sure he'll be fine." I said and she relaxed next to me on the couch slightly, before silently adding, I hope.
(A/N): Look guys, it's Elaine! I like writing from her PoV, I really, really do, so you should probably be on the look out for more chapter from her point of view. Please review and/or check out my other stories.
I started this story in 2012. I was fourteen. Its been almost ten years. If you don't like something in the early chapters, it's not going to suddenly change ten years after I wrote it. If you're going to review this story with criticisms, please log in so I can actually reply to you and not have to leave messages like this in chapters so you might actually see it. And if you're just going to bash the story for being inaccurate, again, please remember that I was fourteen, I wasn't born in the 1960's, and I have never been outside of Australia. And some things are inaccurate because that's what people in that time period thought- not necessarily what I think, or know today.
