1st September 1977
We were sitting in the same compartment that we had been sitting in since first year, only without James since he was off doing something head boy-y (presumably with his beloved Lily, who was likely doing something head girl-y with him). Sirius was sprawled across the floor of our compartment with a fag in his mouth while poor Peter was huddled in the corner, stuffing his mouth with sweets from the trolley, which had just come down the aisle some ten minutes ago. Marlene and Lori were giggling in the opposite corner to Peter as I read this new muggle book I had bought in the summer called ‘Little Women’. I had my walking stick propped up beside me in the corner, covered in stickers, thanks to the boys.
Two hours later…
By this point, I’ve finished my book. Sirius is now lying on top of me as we both share a cigarette because, for some weird reason, he never has one of his own. If literally the whole friend group (minus Prongs and mrs prongs, of course) hadn’t have been there, I would have probably snogged him. Oh, how I wanted to play with his jet black hair…
“Do people ever think you guys are gay for each other?” Marlene piped up, her legs over Lori’s as they flicked through some muggle magazine. Sirius and I instantly shot up as though someone had stabbed a couple of needles into our backs. Then, out of nowhere, Sirius started choking on the cigarette, making everyone laugh before I helped him breathe.
“Be fucking for real, Marls. As if I would date Moony… I like tits, ” he croaked, deciding to lie back down on the floor. She kicked him in the stomach, firing back at him,
“You be fucking for real.”
Sirius grumbled in pain before stretching his hand out to the compartment door, shrieking,
“Prongs! Save me!!”
Sirius must’ve seen him coming down the aisle, because just a moment later James opened up the door, chuckling to himself,
“There, there, Pads.”
Sirius was cuddling him like his life depended on it. All I could think about in that moment was how much I wanted to be James… or at least alone with Sirius. Then again, we ended up sneaking into each other’s beds at night and made out for hours anyway, just like we had been doing all summer long, so it didn’t matter too much.
Our compartment was incredibly crowded by this point, but we wouldn’t have it any other way really. Lily then decided to join us, immediately pushing Sirius off of James’ lap and sat right next to him. Sirius seemed disgruntled, but was fine again after he came and sat next to me. As he did this, Marlene and Lori looked at us with expectant looks on their faces, like they were waiting for us to declare our love for one another.
When I went to ask Lily about the last parts of her summer (seeing as we hadn’t seen each other since the camping trip) I had to witness her and James full on making out. In front of us. Like five other people. I mean Jesus Christ, at least Sirius and I do it in private.
Sirius looked mortified at the mere sight of it, like he had just seen a ghost.
“EW gross!!” he squealed. “Protect me from this utter profanity, Moony!”
“Shield your eyes, Pads,” I said, pulling him closer to me with my arms around his shoulders.
“Will you two grow up?!” Lily exclaimed, finally coming up for air.
“No! It’s like I’m watching my parents kiss!” Sirius cried, burying his face into my jumper. Everyone laughed.
God, why is he so pretty?!
We all finally calmed down and went back to our own private conversations, when Mary decided to join us. I suspect she was getting a bit tired of whatever strangers she was in a compartment with and realised that the crowded chaos of our friend group was a million times better than any lousy old Ravenclaw group.
Thirty minutes later…
“Oi Moony, am I pretty?” Sirius said in his usual high pitched voice, the one he uses when he wants something.
“Only the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” I replied. Merlin, why did I reply like that? Thank god no one else heard me, or I’d never hear the end of it.