The Stag and the Hound - Chp 3“It was nothing Lil! You've got it all wrong!!” James voice could be heard down at the Slytherin common rooms as Lily shrieked furiously at her boyfriend. They were both at wits end with each other as Lily grabbed her bag and flung it across her shoulder making her way through the crowded room to the portrait hole. “Lily!” James called after her desperately; “Lily where are you going!” Groaning he flopped into the chair behind him as the portrait swung shut.The Stag and the Hound - Chp 3
Sirius jolted awake as loud shouts filled the room, he glanced around in confusion trying to find the source, soon realizing there was no one h
The Stag and the Hound - Chp 2The sun shown brilliantly on Lily Evans as she tiptoed quietly through the boys dorms, glancing down at Sirius with a look of disdain on her finely featured face, before skipping the last few steps to James and tapping his shoulder softly. Finding no response, she put her hand on his shoulder and shook him, earning herself a disgruntled groan and an annoyed swat. Mumbling into his pillow, James murmured “It's Saturday Peter, we don’t have class.” Giggling, Lily swatted at his shoulder and squealed in surprise as she found herself lying next to the boy she loved. “Good morning beautiful,” James said happily, grinning aThe Stag and the Hound - Chp 2
The Stag and the Hound - Chp 1The cloak billowed around his legs as he rushed quickly down the empty halls, glancing back slightly at the boys falling behind. His soft laughter filled the echoing hallway as he reached out and grabbed Sirius' hand dragging him along. "Come on you two. Sirius quit dragging your feet. We're all going to be late thanks to Wormtail." He shot him a withering glance and continued to drag the boy at his hand along with him. "Next time remember to wake us up, Wormtail, will you?" A very frustrated Remus, who had never been late to class, retorted.The Stag and the Hound - Chp 1
Sirius yawned softly, running his hand through his tangled, shaggy black hair. "N
The Stag and the Hound - ProThe man sat at a desk in the corner, hunched over what appeared to be a thin, worn book that was losing its pages. Pressing a quill to his lip in thought, he leaned back and contemplated the book, running a tired hand through his thick shaggy black hair. Frowning, he dropped the quill next to his ink bottle and rose. Now that he was standing, it was quite clear that this man was of a considerable height, with broad shoulders and a thin frame. He had long shaggy hair the color of a raven’s feathers, and piercing steel blue eyes. His hair flopped into his eyes quite often; a problem solved by a quick toss of his heThe Stag and the Hound - Pro
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