Ties of Friendship, Bonds of Fate

Title: Ties of Friendship, bonds of Fate

Pairings: JamesxLily and RemusxSeverus, implied AndromedaxTed

Rating: K to start but future M. Currently probably a T.

Notes: Bound to you Pre-quel. Pre-Harry Potter Era Hogwarts, Marauder era AR/AU.

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Chapter 22- Slightly more cheerful developments

Sirius good as his word wrote to his mother’s nearest brother, Alphard.

He crowed when he read the reply that arrived two days after his owl. “Yes! He said he’d take us in, all three of us. He lives in London and isn’t home much but he’ll take charge of us. Uncle Alphard said he’s already filed a will with Gringotts making me his heir. So even if Mother really did disown me, he says I’ll be taken care of. Uncle Alphard wants us to spend the spring holidays with him if we can take the time from revising…”

James coughed, “That’s kind of him.”

“He thinks mother’s gone soft in the head and he’s doing it to spite her.” Sirius whispered.

Severus came with a letter himself, making his way to Gryffindor table, “My Aunt said that my grandfather died two days hence and if I’ll present myself over spring holidays she’d see that I was emancipated to take charge of the family. As the sole male heir I’m the next Head of the Prince Family. She counsels me to change my name to Prince.”

Remus smirked, “Severus Prince is a far superior name then Severus Snape.”

“You’re just saying that because you don’t want to be a Snape.” Peter grumbled.

“Prince is a worthier name even if his mother tied her blood to a less then worthy person.” Remus shrugged. “We would like to try to reclaim his family’s honour by being worth of it. I’m not a pureblood myself but I am at least a Halfblood. Perhaps, our children would be worthy of reclaiming the bloodline.”

Peter mumbled under his breath as he stuffed his face.

If he paid as much attention to his studies as he did his food, he would have better marks…

James finished his meal early and leaned over a sketch book; sketching, grumbling, erasing and scratching out when dissatisfied.

Lily tried to peek at the book.

James scowled and covered it with his arms, “No peeking.”

“What are you up to? Another prank in the works?” Cador Weasley teased.

James snorted, “No. Something more important.”

“Oh?” Lily asked raising an eyebrow. “What would that be?”

“You still at it?” Sirius chuckled, “He’s designing an engagement ring. He wants it to be perfect.”

Lily kissed his cheek, “You’re a dear.”

“I’m a stag.”

“Wrong dear, dear.” Lily teased, “A stag is a deer you goose.”

“Gander.” James smirked.

“I’ve taken a gander and find you…suitable.”

“Ah! The word sparing. Save me Remus.” Sirius groaned.

“Not a chance you scoundrel.” Remus snickered. “Perhaps, I ought to consider ring designs myself.”

Severus blushed…

“Merlin! Will I never see a bachelor above sixteen again?” Sirius bemoaned.

“I’ve not been a true bachelor since I set eyes on Lily.” James snorted leaning over his sketchbook again.

“I’ve had eyes only for Sev since our first meeting.” Remus snickered. “You’re the odd man out. Maybe you should reform…”

“Me? Reform? Not on your life. I enjoy myself far too well to be a steady beau.” Sirius sneered.

“Play around too much and you’ll find yourself alone, trapped in marriage or warded out by protective fathers.” James muttered.

Sirius shrugged, “I’m not a Potter or a wolfishly loyal type. I’ve yet to lose my heart, so I think I’ll remain a playful bachelor.”

“We’d like to see you happily settled someday.” Lily said affectionately as she ruffled his hair.

Sirius pouted and fixed it, “Mothering wench go bother James.”

Lily laughed, “I’d do more then mother him.”

“I’m trying to concentrate.” James glared at Sirius, “Keep it down. This has to be perfect!”

Lily flushed, he was a dear boy when he wanted to be….

 

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What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?