Mad World Mods (madworldmods) wrote in madworldrp, @ 2007-09-09 14:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | james potter, sirius black |
RP thread: James and Sirius (incomplete)
LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY staglike)
Characters: James Potter and Sirius Black.
Setting: 9 September 1976; Gryffindor sixth year boys' dormitory, afrernoon.
Summary: After hearing the news from Peeves, James goes to find Sirius.
Rating: TBD.
James was admittedly late on the new rumor circulating the school, which was pretty pathetic because not only was it probably the biggest one of the school year so far, but it involved his best friend. James, however, heard nothing of it since he hadn't really been checking his journal much the past couple of days; he was too busy working out kinks in his Care of Magical Creatures prank. However, as James was passing through the halls on his way towards the Gryffindor Common Room he heard Peeves going on about Amala snogging Sirius. Although practically the whole school minus James had heard about the big fiasco, Peeves was still going on about it, apparently pleased about the big stink it had made amongst all the students.
Initially, James was surprised to hear about Sirius and Amala, but wasn't quite sure why. Sirius did say he wanted to snog her, and James should've known by now that Sirius usually got his way when it came to those kind of things. Amala just seemed like kind of a prude to James, and he didn't figure she'd actually ever snog Sirius, but James supposed he didn't really know Amala all that well. James quickly went from being shocked to being impressed as he entered the Common Room and headed for the dormitories in search of Sirius. Even knowing James had originally thought Amala was kind of prudish, he never denied that she was fit.
James climbed the stairs leading to his dormitory and let himself in. Once he caught sight of the back of Sirius's head, James smirked.
"I heard the most interesting story from Peeves this afternoon," he told him, a smirk still on his face as he leaned against his four poster bed.
Sirius had been planning on telling James, really, he had. He was just going to wait a bit and then casually bring it up the next time his list of 10 girls to snog before Hols came up (as he knew it would eventually). Ordinarily, Sirius would have told him by now. Ordinarily.
But one didn't get the chance to snog the Head Girl often - and if said Head Girl's only conditions were that he agreed with her to save face in front of Diggle and remained quite about it, well, he could do that. He wasn't completely classless you see. In fact, no one would have found out so soon if Peeves hadn't apparently seen it and ran his annoying poltergeist mouth off about it.
"Peeves is usually full of bollocks, Prongs, you shouldn't take what he says seriously," Sirius said looking up at James and matching the smirk on his best mate's face. "Of course, in this particular instance, the bloody poltergeist has it right."
James was sort of surprised he hadn't heard about this from Sirius himself, but he was too impressed by the fact that Sirius had kissed the bloody Head Girl, bloody fit Head Girl to be exact, to really care much.
"Huh! Well Padfoot, you really out did yourself this time," James said as he flopped down onto his bed. "So tell me, does our Head Girl know how to snog?" James asked, his face breaking out into a grin. "Very important qualification of being a Head Girl snogging ability is," he told Sirius.
There was definitely something very enticing about the idea of snogging the Head Girl. James didn't know what it was, but snogging the Head Girl somehow seemed like it would be different from snogging just some girl, like it would be better somehow. Then again, the truthfulness of this idea really depended upon Sirius's answer to James's question. No matter how good snogging the Head Girl may seem, if she was bad at it that would take everything that was good about it away.