At the station
“Mum, please!” James said, attempting to pull his face away from his mother's grip. His cheek felt a slight burn as her thumb was rubbing at a patch on it. James was a tall boy, 6"1. He was quite muscular and broad for a boy of his age due to his love of playing Quidditch. He has wavy black hair, tan skin, and chocolate brown eyes that shine beneath his gold rimmed glasses.
“James, stay still. You're absolutely filthy!” Euphemia pulls the sleeve of her cardigan over her thumb and licked it, wetting it with her saliva before rubbing again at the dirt on her son's face.
When she had finally gotten the dirt off, she pulled back and sighed. She looked down at her boy, tears forming in her eyes at the thought of him being away from her again. James saw the tears forming and his eyes grew wide. “No! Don't cry! It's only until Christmas break! Why do you always do this?” He complains, putting his arms around his mother.
“My handsome boy... Leaving me again...” she sighed, wiping her tears away and pulling away from him.
Peter, a 5"6, pale, blonde haired and blued eyed boy, who was wearing a denim jacket, a pastel yellow t-shirt and blue jeans, snickered at the sight but he quickly regretted it as he felt a thump in the arm by Marlene. “Shut it.” They warned the boy with a stern face, before looking back at the women. “Don't worry, Effie. I'll take care of him.” They said, putting their arm around James' shoulder.
James glared at the 5"11, blonde, shoulder length haired person, with pink money pieces, as they spoke to his mother in a soothing voice. They were wearing their usual ripped jeans and band t-shirt, which was cropped. He looked like a vein was about to pop in his temple at he gave them a look full of frustration.
“Alright... Ok...” Euphemia said, giving James one last kiss on the nose and patting Marlene's cheek. She walked over to Peter and took his face into her hands and kissed his forehead before leaving the station.
Marlene was grinning from ear to ear as they watched the older woman leave. They sighed dramatically before looking at James. “Your mother is so fucking hot.”
“Oh really!? That's such a shook!” He exclaimed sarcastically, pushing her arm off him.
“Peter agrees! Don't you, Pete.” They say, not even looking at the blonde-haired boy. Peter's eyes widened and he didn't say anything until Marlene looked at him with their eyes narrowed, as if daring him to disagree.
“She's... Very pretty...” says Peter, nodding. Marlene grins and looks back at James and when they do, Peter immediately mouths a “sorry” to the other boy, rubbing his arm where they had punched him before.
“See? He agrees. Your mum is a hot, sexy woman and you need to get it into your thick skull, Potter.” Marlene teases, tapping his temple.
“Shut up, Marlene. You only think with you dick.” James huffs, leaning against the wall as the three wait for the others to arrive.
“I don't have a cock, remember?” Marlene says, laughing. They take a box of cigarettes out of their pocket and lit one before taking a drag if it. “But you're right. I wanna fuck your mum, and I'm gonna get it.”
“We're 15. You're not getting anywhere near my mother.” James snaps, warning them.
Peter sighs in annoyance. “Do you two ever stop fighting? We haven't even got on the train yet.” He complains, taking a yo-yo out of his pocket and playing around with it out of boredom.
James seems as if he's about to say something else but then feels a hand tap his shoulder. He looks around to see Remus.
“Hey, Prongs.” The tall boy says, smiling. He's now about 6"3 with a brown, curly mullet. His face is covered in scars, as well as his hands, arms and neck, which can be seen due to the sleeves of his jumper being pulled up to his elbows.
“Hey, Moony! Love the hair.” James says, smiling and ruffling Remus' hair, making him laugh. “Pads will love it.” He teases, making the other boy go a little red.
“Yeah, yeah...” Remus laughs, pulling away and punching James in the arm before pausing. “Wait, really? You think they’ll like it?” He asks, grinning. Peter bursts out laughing at how happy Remus seems.
“Oh yeah! They'll adore it. They'll swoon over it. Over you.” Peter says in a dramatically flirty voice. James laughs at the teasing before jokingly holding his hand up to hit Peter. “Shut up, Wormtail. Sirius will love.” He says, putting his hand back down.
The four of them chat for a while, the others arriving soon after. Mary McDonald, a 5"6 girl with black, tight, afro styled curls. She is wearing a flowy, orange skirt that falls just above the knee, which compliments her warm, brown skin, and a white, frilled crop top.
Lily Evans is the next to arrive, her gorgeous red hair falling below her shoulders. She's 5"3 and has cool toned, ivory skin and freckles scattered all over her curvy, plus-sized body. She was wearing a knee length, flowy summer dress with a flowery hairband holding her hair out of her face.
“Hey, Evans!” James says with a cocky grin, winking at Lily, who gives him a disgusted face and turns back to speaking with Mary and Marlene. “I'll have you one day, gorgeous.” James says with a sigh.
The last to arrive is Sirius Black. They arrive at the station with their younger brother, Regulus, and their mother. Sirius is 5"9 with wavy, black hair and blue eyes. They're wearing an "ABBA" crop top and black, ripped jeans, as well as black leather boots. They have a star and moon shaped clip in their hair, which is held back in a messy bun by their wand.
Sirius notices his friends and runs over to them, Remus taking them into his embrace and kissing their cheek.
“You look beautiful!” Remus grins, making Sirius' pale skin go bright red. “Lies. Oh, I love your hair, Moony.” Sirius says, their fingers entangled in the tall boy's mullet.
As the group talk, James can hardly hear what they are saying as he's too concerned about watching someone he shouldn't. Regulus. Sirius' little brother.
Regulus is in the year below them, in Slytherin. James couldn't keep his eyes off of him. He was mesmerised by the younger boy's black, wavy, ear length hair. By his grey eyes, pale skin and rosy cheeks. By the way he rolled his eyes in annoyance. There was nothing about him that James wouldn't spend hours on end admiring and worshipping.
“Prongs... James!” Sirius says, clapping their hands in front of his face, snapping him out of his daydreaming. “Huh? Oh! Hey, Pads!” James says, hugging his best friend.
“What is wrong with me?” James thinks to himself. “That it my best friend's brother! I can't like him... But I don't like him, right? I like Lily.”
Everyone starts packing their things onto the train, Marlene, Mary and Lily in one compartment, Dorcas, Marlene's girlfriend, joining them soon after, while Peter, Remus, Sirius and James take another compartment.
“I did like him last year... I thought I'd be over it by now...” James continues to daydream as the other three talk.
Not long after the train starts moving, someone opens the compartment door.
“Fuck off, Reggie.” Sirius says, sticking their tongue out at their brother.
“I wasn't going to stay anyway. I was trying to find an empty compartment.” Says the younger boy, who scoffs. James watches the boy as he leaves. He was absolutely starstruck, even by Regulus' rude and introverted attitude. It's almost as if Regulus being rude made him fall even more head over heels for him.
“Get a grip, Prongs!” He thinks to himself, coming back to reality again as he tries to concentrate on his friends and their conversation, instead of the younger Slytherin boy.