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Moonstars The Plant

Original Author: SecretlyLonelyWrites

Sun filtered through a window in the Gryffindor common room that morning. James potter walked pushed open the portrait door after greeting a very flattered Fat Lady. He was in a particularly good mood that morning which caused him to whistle a happy tune as he strolled through the room.

He was about to sit down in one of the overly
stuffed armchairs when he heard a mysterious
noise drifting from the dorm.

Being the nosy prick he is, James followed his ears to the source of the melodic sound.
"Hush little planty don't say a word"

James cocked his eyebrow in confusion. Could it be? No, it couldn't be Sirius.

James slowly inched his way into the doorframe and peeked his head around. Sure enough, Sirius Black in all of his glory stood there singing. Not just singing, mind you. He was singing to a plant. His voice was perfectly on pitch to the children's lullaby and it wavered and flowed at all the right moments.

Sirius appeared to be watering said plant and
brushing the dust off of its leaves gingerly.

"What the Bloody Hell are you doing?"

Sirius jumped in fright at the sudden confrontation from his friend. He quickly stood in front of the object he had previously been serenading in hopes that James didn't notice.

But notice he did. James tried with all his might not to laugh at his pathetic friend, but his efforts were in vain.

A loud chuckle filled the air and circled around Sirius' head mockingly. The said boy poured and crossed his arms like a spoiled child and waited for his companion to stop laughing.

"What's so funny?" James caught his breath and wiped a stray tear from his eye.

"You! You were singing to a plant! That's ridiculous!"

Sirius' pout grew larger.

"I was not! You must be imagining things." James rolled his eyes, but walked away from the shorter boy.

"Whatever you say Padfoot."

—

Later that night, the Marauders sat around the cozy fire in the common room. All but one were awake. James thought this the perfect time to bring up the encounter he had with the sleeping boy earlier that day.

"Oi! Do any of you know where Sirius got that
plant that's always on the windowsill?"

Remus raised his eyebrows in confusion and
surprise.

"You mean the one I got for him as a birthday
present last year?"

James nodded and Peter piped up beside him.

" He's practically worships that thing. He won't let me touch it!"

"Really? That's odd," Remus replied. He still wasn't understanding what this whole conversation was about.

"Well if you think that's strange, listen to what I
caught him doing this morning." Peter sat waiting intently and it even piqued Remus' interest.

"I walked in on him singing a lullaby to the Bloody thing! He denied it ever happed, but I know what I Saw."

Now Remus was really confused.

"Why in Merlin's name would he be doing that."

James shrugged, "I guess it's got some kind of
sentimental value."

Remus opened his mouth to inquire more, but the boy they had just been discussing started to stir from his nap on the couch.

"Finally up then Sleeping Beauty?"

"Sod off, Prongs!"

It was later in the week and James was getting
quite annoyed if Sirius' constant treatment to his beloved plant. He decided to do a scientific
experiment to see how much Sirius really loved the plant.

So, he went to the greenhouse in search for something very specific.

—

Sirius waltzed into the dormitory and immediately went over to visit the plant that sat on the windowsill next to his bed. He sighed and looked at it lovingly, almost as if it were a real person standing there telling him how much they loved him.

It took his approximately five seconds to discover the truth about the plant. To say he was displeased was a massive understatement. He was infuriated! How dare someone replace the previous fern that his Moony gave to him!

"Who the fuck messed with Moonstars!!"

James burst out into a fit of giggles.

"You- you named it- MOONSTARS!?"

Sirius' face turned fifty shades of red at that remark.

"That is not the point! The point is you switched out my plant! Do you know how hard I worked to keep that thing alive?"

Just then Remus walked in, mouth full of Honeydukes chocolate.

"Who cares, it's just a plant."

Sirius felt his heart shatter into a million pieces.
His voice became small.

"Just-just a plant?"

"Yeah, I just got that thing because I forgot to buy a good present!"

Sirius suddenly felt so very unimportant.

"So that plant didn't... remind you of me or
something?"

"God no! I just got it to hold you over until I bought something suitable, but you were so happy with it I never bothered."

Sirius felt his whole body slouch and grow dull.

"Oh," was all he could say.

He stood there, silent for a moment.

"Are you okay, Sirius?"

Sirius didn't even bother to fully answer, he simply nodded his head and turned to the door. He walked slowly, painfully up the stairs and plopped into his bed. He didn't bother burning James' boxers as he had originally planned, he just sat in his bed, curtains drawn, wallowing in self-loathing.

How could he be so stupid? Thinking that Remus cared about him? It was just a stupid plant and he had gone and got attached to it.

Here was a knock at the door and then the sound of footsteps growing near.

"Sirius? Are you okay?"

It was Remus.

"Yeah, 'm fine,' " he sniffed out.

Remus pulled the curtains apart and sat on the bed.

"Sirius, if this is about the whole forgetting s gift thing, I'm sorry."

Sirius sighed.

"It's not that Moony, it's just. I thought you cared about me and that's why you got me the plant. I guess I was wrong."

Remus pulled Sirius to his chest and combed
fingers through his hair.

"I do care about you Sirius and it means a lot that you loved that plant so dearly simply because I have it to you. Tell you what, why don't we go and pick out a plant together. That way it can be ours."

Sirius looked up at the boy who was holding him.

"That sounds nice."