James would walk in to the common room. He quickly fell upon a small couch. Sirius would stride in a few minutes later. The tall boy staring at his friend. His bright blue eyes were locked on his friend. He couldn’t help but feel as if there was something wrong with this picture. He shook his head and sat down in the chair beside the sofa. He would pull out a small chocolate frog from his bag. He looked down at the card that read some wizards name. He wanted to be a card one day. He wanted all of them to be one. Although he had strong doubts about Peter ever finding his way on to any form of paper for the public unless it was a wanted poster. He would brush some of his long raven black hair from in front of his eyes.
He watched as James stirred slightly on the couch. He bit his lip and looked at a small clock. Quiditch would begin soon. He considered wakening the sleeping form of his friend. How