Marauder crack

Was it YOU who's written the Love story?

Fifty-six photos later, Sirius has seen enough Pettigrews smiling in different locations in Romania to survive all his life without seeing a single photograph more. Exits the compartment arguing that he might have a fag in the bathroom and breathes a sigh of relief when he stops hearing Peter's voice. He's not a bad boy, but he can't contain his excitement.

- We haven't started classes yet and are you already prowling around?

Lily also waits for using the loo.

- Evans. I would lie to you if I said that I didn't miss that adorable habit of messing with me all the time.

Smart. Fast. Difficult to reach. Good instincts. Some genius worth talent for magic. James has always been a Quidditch player looking for the most difficult plays. Of those who believe that winning is not enough, it is necessary to brush the glory.

- I would lie to you if I told you that I believe you.

And also the girl has the rare ability to make him laugh. They talk about nothing. The summer, New year, the weather.

- You seem happy to rejoin academic life, Black. You look really excited. You even brushed your hair, I can't believe it. Do you want to impress...- she makes a minimal but deliberate silence -... Dumbledore?

Sometimes Sirius forgets that a) She is much smarter than any of them and b) Remus always tells her everything.

- What do you want me to say. I am passionate about studies.

Lily mutters "yeah." The most incredulous "yeah" in history.

- They say you've been living with the Potters.

- And did you find out about that from your enormous and legendary concern in everything that concerns me and my amusingly loving family life or is it for, just saying, interest in James and everything that concerns him?

Neither yes, nor no, nor quite the opposite. Lily doesn't give up. And she returns blow for blow. Before saying she has any feeling at all towards James Potter in addition to paleolithic indifference, she would rather say that she is planning to marry a hippogriff.

- I have found out because, as soon as you and James are together, the signs of the Apocalypse coming by follow one another. And because it came in the gossip section of "The Daily Prophet".

-I tell you one thing, Lily, about you and James.- He approaches her deliberately, to make her uncomfortable. He invades her personal space to intimidate her. - You will fall before the Christmas ball.

She looks affected, slightly flushed, but it's only a second. She recovers right away.

- How about you, Sirius? When will YOU fall?

- We, Black, do not fall. You may have gotten confused, because sometimes we threw ourselves.

- Really? To who?

Smart? no. The lass is dangerous. And the queue that was between them and the loo is already empty.

- I think it's your turn to piss. And be careful because Peter has gone a while ago and I think he was a little loose.

- You are absolutely disgusting, Black.

- Thanks. It's unintentional. It's part of my charm.

Lily leaves holding a smile. Before entering the bathroom she throws him one last look. And one last right hook.

- I'd better get in before you. You seem so excited to go back to school that you would surely piss on your shoes. And we don't want Dumbledore to see you in those conditions.