The Same Compartment - orig. by magicwingsforeverThe Same Compartment
Originally written by magicwingsforever
Edited by Indiana
When they first met, James Potter and Sirius Black didn't expect to be lifelong friends. They were just two boys sitting on the Hogwarts Express, shoved into the same compartment by some rowdy fifth years. Each of them kept to himself, and it wasn’t until James spotted Sirius’s broomstick advertisement booklet, tossed carelessly onto the seat, that the two of them began talking.
"What team?" James asked enthusiastically, pointing at the Quidditch players clutching world-class brooms on the cover.
Sirius snorted, glancing at the booklet and then to James. "Chudley Cannons, of course. I just went to see them, they were bloody amazing! You?"
James stared at Sirius, his eyes wide in amazement. "Same, my dad loves to take me to their matches! Gonna try out for the house team?"
Just like that, the two were friends.
When James joined Sirius at the Gryffindor table, they grinned
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It wasn't going as planned at all, and as much as he'd have liked to blame her for that (brain-damaged like a fox, yes), with her leaping about and her clever plot to coat the room with portal surfaces and her terrible rudeness in admitting all these other idiots into their private battle, he knew that that wasn't really the answer.
So far, she'd evaded everything he'd thrown at her. Quite literally. And deep down inside, a part of him knew that he hadn't quite been giving it his all. He was aiming poorly. He knew she was a good jumper. He consoled himself with the thought that his aim would get better over time, but really deep down, a part of him knew why he'd been failing.
He didn't want to win. His hearthis heart, not the rage or the code or the foul chassis pumping this insanity through his system, making him part of itselfit wasn't i