(completed)It's been four years since the marauders graduated from Hogwarts, and life hasn't been easy with them, as they had to deal with the real problems of life. But they managed to go through it all, having each other's back in every situation...
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It was a busy day of Saturday. James, Remus and Sirius' pub was just as full as every weekend. Full of drunk idiotic men, who won't stop yelling and insulting the young adults. Miserable people kept them on the shore, for living a decent (not really) life.
James enters the back kitchen, all in a rush of madness and anger, almost controlling himself.
"I swear to god if that jerk doesn't stop, I'm gonna beat him to death" James approaches the door leading him to the man who angered him but Sirius stays in front of him, stopping him for what madness he thought of doing.
"James, please, Chill out mate, or else we'll get sued, again" The long black-haired youngman calmed the mad boy "Go out, take a breath, come back when you're calmer" he advised James.
James takes his waiter's apron off him and walks out in the back of the pub using the back door in the kitchen.
The fresh married couple, Remus and Sirius, watch him leaving through the door with hurry. Sirius gets in Remus' arms and he hugs him tight, kissing him on it's head to relax and calm. At least now, they can forget the life problems for just a moment.
It's a small pass-away between building who lead from a street to another where james is right now. He lights a cigarette and leans with his back against the wall. Smoking and thinking—thinking about that he and his mates don't deserve the miserable life they are having. Once the wizarding world was no longer an option for them to continue their life, they found themselves owning a pub. 'A stupid pub. Satan's resting place' James thought of the place that keeps him in the living line.
In the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar silhouette, passing over one end of the small street, to the entrence of the pub. He only thought it was his imagination, that the person he was thinking about couldn't possibly be. He finishes his cigarette not long after, and gets in back inside, finding only Remus in the kitchen, preparing the drinks for the costumers.
"Where's Sirius?" the hazel eyed boy asked his mate.
"In the front" Remus responds, raising his sight to James.
"I'll leave now Remus" he speaks in despite.
"It's okay mate, just be fine" the light brown haired hugs his mate and he responds, hugging him back.
"I'll see you later for dinner" james smiled soft and took his coat and hat, putting them on and leaving the pub through the back door.
He was roaming the streets leading to his apartment, observing things that surround him, with his head full of thoughts. Why was this life miserable with him and his best mates, who now he can call brothers. Will it be ending soon or never?
Entering his apartment, he took off his clothes, remaning only in his jeans, he jumps on the bed, on his back, looking at the ceiling and being deep down in his thoughts.
For hours, James hasn't move from his position. He was too exhausted, physically and mentally. He was thinking on even cancelling dinner with his mates, but couldn't. It was tradition for them, they've been taking dinner together for years now, not one day missing from it, so he just couldn't.
He finally got the strenght to get himself out of bed, and step into the shower. He let the hot drops of water attack him, making his tensed muscles relax. He stood in the water's way for minutes before washing himself.
He got dressed, in jeans and a red hoodie, and he takes his black lather jacket on, putting the hoodie over his head and left his apartment, walking down the streets, to a place which he could call home. That place was healer for his wounds, and the persons in it, were his medicine.
He arrived at the house, opened the door, walking to the dining table who is placed in the living room. The music played in the house from Remus' recorder, leaving the curled hair boy wonder why this so much joy.
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Hello love lovies. My dear friends, once you entered my book you're automatically my friend and I love you! I just took a chemistry test and I wanted to relieve my energy writing this chapter. I hope you like it. Enjoy every part of it, and thanks for everything. don't forget voting, it'll help me very much. love you, sweeties.
