Diff'rent

Diff'rent

By Madelynn

Sirius Black stepped through the barrier of Platform 9¾, breathed deeply, and turned to his best friend.

"This year," he said with a grin, "we have Care of Magical Creatures."

"Nifflers," James Potter replied evilly, a grin forming on his face as well. "Flobberworms in Slytherin shoes."

"Salamanders in the Slytherin fires." A perfect idea, to have all the girls screaming.

"Salamanders in Snivellus' bed - even better."

"Manticores loose in McGonagall's office." Sirius knew that that one would be a winner, McGonagall was James' favourite target, other than Snivellus.

James' eyes lit up. If there was one thing he loved, it was torturing the teacher who would never punish him. "I like it," he said roguishly, and rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

"It'll need planning," Sirius continued. "A diversion."

James nodded. "Remus can get stuck in the step again."

"He doesn't like doing that."

"But he always does."

"True. We'll need to build a... box, or something, to move the Manticore in."

"What - you afraid to handle a wittle bitty Manticore?" James made a face.

"Yes."

"Oh." James crossed his eyes. "Spoilsport."

Sirius shrugged. "You know what we must do next, then."

"Of course. We must find the rest of our team!"

Sirius pointed dramatically before him. "On to Remus! On to Peter!"

"On to glory and detention!"

They marched.

Sirius loved Hogwarts. It was full of people. It was full of people who thought he was wonderful. And Sirius Black loved to be surrounded with people, especially those who would listen to his ideas and opinions and - and where the hell was his best friend? Where was the onward force? He whirled around, and found James a few steps back, staring unabashedly at the barrier.

"What?" Sirius said shortly. James was ruining the march. He looked rather troubled, actually. Maybe his mum had come to give him a hug goodbye. But no, it was a just a big group of girls standing before the barrier. Blocking it, actually, now that Sirius came to think of it.

"That's - That's not Evans, is it?" James asked, looking as though he had just swallowed a bug.

Sirius looked over at the girls and singled out the girl in question. "That's Evans," he confirmed, not sure where this was leading. "You alright, mate? You look a bit green. Turning into a Slytherin on me, are you?"

"She looks... diff'rent," he mumbled.

Sirius looked again. Short girl, red hair, green eyes, baggy shirt and cut-off jean shorts- Yup, that was Lily Evans all right. Exactly the same as June, albeit her hair was probably a bit longer, seeing as she was a whole two months older. "Looks the same to me."

James shook his head. "No. No, she's different."

Sirius shook his best friend's shoulders. "Are you done? 'Cause Evans looks exactly the same, and Peter's over there waving his arm off at us."

James shook his head and glanced over at Peter. "Yeah," he said. "Yeah. Let's go talk diversions. For Evans."

"For McGonagall."

"That's what I said."

"What's wrong with you? Sound like you like her or something." Sirius knew that that would snap him out of it. James did not like Evans.

"I. Don't," he said slowly, but without half as much force as Sirius would have liked.

"Fine, then let's go. Onward to glory!"

"And detention!"

Sirius didn't notice, but his friend looked back, just once. Or maybe twice.