Howdy there, I'm Jessiqua and this is my 100 seriously mischievously unmanaged drabbles about my FAVOURITE marauders; Mr. James Potter and Mr. Sirius Black who belong to the incredible JK Rowling ♥

They're in chronological order from First year to, probably, James' death. Not all of it is true to JK Rowling's words, though.







Two handsome boys with dark, messy hair hoarded the Hogwarts Express. Destination – Hogwarts! Whilst saying goodbye to their parents, the boys met and became instant friends. On the train, they sat with their heads together over a book, laughing.

“What is that ugly plant CALLED?” shrieked Sirius.
“It’s-a-it’s-a-Man-MANDRAKE!”
“I hope we get to plant those in Herbology!”
They both toppled over laughing, until someone opened the carriage door.

“What are you being so loud about?” she asked.
“Sorry, we… I’m James,” he said, standing up.
“I’m Lily,” she said, and walked off.
James looked at Sirius. He was smitten already.