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The beginning

James Potter was always a restless soul, never one to stay still or follow the rules for too long.
Perhaps it was this innate sense of adventure that led him to embark on his first daring exploit at the tender age of fifteen: robbing a tavern.

To his astonishment, and that of his loyal companion and childhood friend, Peter Pettigrew, the scheme proved successful.

The thrill of the heist ignited a spark within James, setting the stage for even greater adventures to come.

Not surprisingly, just a year and a half later, at the age of seventeen, James Potter had risen not only to become the finest thief in town but also the wealthiest young man around.

His newfound richnes did not escape the notice of a certain British lord, who saw in James the potential for endless plundering.

After some playful skirmishes with the lord's soldiers, James and his companion Peter (with James leading the charge, as usual) decided they were destined for more than just pilfering from the wealthy and spending their spoils solely on rum.

They found themselves in the world of piracy under the command of Captain Cygnus Black the Third, under less than ideal working conditions.

James motivation, however, was short-lived, lasting a mere three months.

He quickly grew dissatisfied with his new way of life. Constantly berated and punished for the smallest of mistakes, meanwhile, Peter attempted to blend into the background, hoping to avoid becoming a target, James struggled to adjust to the hierarchical structure.

he found himself at odds with his captain. His untamed spirit made it difficult for him to adhere to the strict hierarchy and follow orders. The breaking point came off the coast of Tortuga, in what would not be his last confrontation with Captain Black.

"Get this dog off my deck!" screamed Alphard, the captain's brother, in frustration.

James couldn't help but roll his eyes. It felt like the tenth scolding he'd received today alone.
Before he could react, large hands grabbed the back of his jacket, hoisting him off the floor.

With a forceful tug, he was dragged below deck and down a flight of stairs, landing unceremoniously in a cell.

As the bars slammed shut behind him with a resounding clang, James seethed with anger. "Shit," he muttered under his breath, scrambling to his feet. This was already his sixth stint in this cell this month.

Lost in his frustration, he failed to notice he wasn't alone. With a quiet rustle, the figure crouching in the corner of the cell concealed themselves.
James turned, squinting in the dim light. His vision had been troubling him lately, and the lack of illumination only made it worse.

"Who's there? Reveal yourself!" shouted James.

"My God, lower your voice," said the unknown person as they stood up.

The figure turned out to be a slender man, almost as tall as James himself, with long black wavy hair that appeared to have gone without washing for quite some time.

James looked surprised. "Who are you?"

The man smirked, raising an eyebrow. "No, who are you?"

James couldn't help but let out a laugh of disbelief. "My name is James Fleamont Potter. Now it's your turn to reveal yourself."

The stranger hummed, "Oh, so formal. You must come from a good family." He extended his hand towards James, ready for James to shake his hand.

"I am Sirius Black the Third," he announced.

James looked at him in disbelief. "That's not possible. Why would someone related to the captain be down here?"

Sirius giggled. "Do you want the long version or the short one?"

Before James could respond, they heard gunshots and loud shouts from above deck.

"I'll take the short one," said James hastily.

Sirius opened his mouth to reply, but they were interrupted by Alphard, who came running down with a sword in his left hand and a key in his right.

"Potter!" he shouted, tossing James the old rusty keys.

James tried to catch them, but his vision made it difficult to keep them in his hand, and they flew out of his grasp, landing just beyond reach of the bars.

"Nice going," remarked Sirius, annoyance evident in his tone.

James grumbled, "It's not my fault I can't see," as he crouched down.

Sirius shuffled beside him toward the bars.

"There's no use, you won't be able to get the k—" James was cut off as he watched Sirius effortlessly pass between the bars.

James noticed that Sirius was slender, but this skinny? However, now wasn't the time to dwell on it, as the shouts grew louder, and he caught the scent of smoke from a fire.

With a loud screech, Sirius opened the door. "You coming?"

James hurried up, ,,of course!,, he wouldn't have to ask him twice. He ran right beside Sirius, but just as he was about to climb the stairs, he heard Sirius shouting.

"Not this way, Pottah! Follow me!"

James jumped back on the ground, following Sirius to a wall that was usually concealed by chests. Sirius opened a small wooden door that James had never seen before, nor had he ever seen anyone use it. It was a passage out of the ship, right at the stern. As he was about to ask Sirius what they were doing, he saw him drop down into the dark blue ocean.

James hesitated but then jumped after Sirius.

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It's my first marauders ff and English isn't my first language but I hope u have fun reading it!!!