stars, records and heart shaped glasses

chapter three - scars

As they approached Godric's Hollow it was early in the morning and the sun slowly appeared between the distant hills. It was a beautiful sunsrise and the four brooms flew right into it, Andromeda had left them earlier already, needing to go back home.

When they finally landed in the backyard of the potter house, Sirius felt the tiredness crawl back into his body, that the adrenaline rush had banned from it. They all collapsed on the grass, throwing their brooms on the grass.

Sirius could close his eyes right now and would be gone in seconds.

"I missed you guys", he said, but didn't consider that now the other marauders all climbed onto him and gave him a big hug.

They all laughed so much that their stomaches began to hurt and their eyes were full of tears.

"Um, we're gonna have to be careful, haha, umm... my parents don't know yet", broke James the mood, "But let's just all go to my room first, they're probably still sleeping."

He was right, luckily.

They sneaked into James room, that was about three times bigger than Sirius' room at Grimmauldplace, but had a kind of similar theme. Although James had a lot more quidditch posters and a shelf full of games, sweets and vinyl records and a bed that looked much more comfortable than Sirius'.

This was not the first time that Sirius had been here, he had visited James secretely during Easter holidays last year, but it felt different this time, as Remus and Peter were there too and the circumstances were different this time. 

"I'm soooo tired", Peter complained, letting himself fall onto James king sized bed.

"Imagine how I feel", Sirius added.

"Come on, Pads, you're not special we're all tired", Remus teased him, laughing.

"So are we all gonna cuddle up in Prongs' bed then?", he asked, turning towards James, that was not where he used to stand anymore and instead looked at them from behind his closet.

"I need a hand here, guys."

He started dragging a mattress out of the space behind the closet and Peter and Remus helped him, watched by Sirius that giggled at the view of his friends struggling with the mattress.

They managed to put it down next to James bed and make it ready with sheets.

"You're only gonna have to cuddle one of us, Sirius. You decide who."

Sirius stroke his barely visible beard with his hand, signaling that he was thinking hard, sarcastically.

"Mmmhh, let me think. Wonder who might be the best to sleep with in a bed, when noone of you guys snores at night... I'll take Remus."

With pleasure he grinned at James and Peter, that were visibly getting angry.

"Nothing against any of you, I think it'd just be nicer for a snorer to sleep with another one."

"Come on, we're not that bad, back us up, Moony, would you."

"Sorry James, but you two are kinda the loudest snorers ever."

Remus looked at Sirius and smirked and it was the first time that Sirius really noticed the other. Remus had grown a strubble over the summer and his hair was a little longer, falling nicely in between his eyes. He looked older and... better, more attractive. Sirius also noticed a new scar that dragged across Remus forehead, starting at his left eyebrow and going almost into his hairline. He looked at it a little closer, to what Remus moved his hair infront of it, now looking away awkwardly, which Sirius found quite adorable.