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Perhaps James wasn’t such a stupid silly boy. If he knew his potions, maybe this class wouldn’t be so bad. “Well then. I hope you know your way around a cauldron, Potter,” she said. This probably explained why James had that potion that made her stomach feel better after the belly ache she had after the welcoming feast last night.

Sirius scoffed at Snape and Mulciber. “I’m not going to just ignore them! They’re being cruel!” he said to Remus, not willing to back down so soon. “Mind your own business you slimy snakes before I make sure you regret it,” threatened Sirius to the two Slytherins.
 
"Of course, I know my way around a cauldron." James shook his head. "Duh."

Snape rolled his eyes. "What are you going to do? Send an owl to Mommy? Oh wait, she hates you."
 
“You can start by getting out your book, Potter. Can’t brew without instructions,” said Lily, who began to pull out her book. “Unless of course, your father taught you to know by heart,” she giggled.

Sirius scowled at Snape. “Poor Walburga Black, having to deal with her lousy son and heir being sorted into Gryffindor!” Mulciber said with an exaggerated and fake frown. He didn’t really have a comeback for this so he growled and turned around, taking Remus’ advice and ignoring them.
 
"Potion books never get it right." James shook his head. "I have my own notes."

Remus, however, suddenly wasn't content to stay quiet. He turned around, a wild anger in his eyes. "And both of your mothers have to cope with the fact that their sons have the mind of children who think poking someone until they snap is a good source of entertainment to distract themselves from their deep-seated resentment of how worthless they really are." He panted, not quite realizing what he had just done yet.
 
Lily Evans raised an eyebrow. “Really?” she asked. “Err, James… are you sure that’s really wise? Shouldn’t we stick to what our book says,” she asked with some worried hesitation.

Sirius certainly wasn’t expecting Remus to reply to Snape and Mulciber, but what he did made him smirk. It was a deep cut, and Sirius was impressed- he didn’t know Remus was capable of having such venom attached to his words. “That should shut those too bellends up,” said a satisfied Sirius, flipping to page eighty four in his textbook.
 
“My dad said to never trust the potion book Slughorn picks. He always picks a version too old with none of the updated material.”

Remus turned around, practically shaking with rage. He needed to calm down. The wolf inside of him was ready to fight. He couldn’t make a scene. He had to calm down.
 
“James, still… we should really be sticking to the curriculum he has assigned. Regardless of if it’s old or not,” said a worried Lily Evans.

“Atta boy Remus,” said Sirius with a proud grin, clapping Lupin on the shoulder. “Now what was it that goes in first? Crushed up snake fangs?” he asked, pointing to the textbook.
 
James shook his head. "Just trust me. My dad is an expert." He pulled out his own textbook, where he had scribbled in notes that his dad had given him.

Remus blinked. "Uh. Thanks. And yeah, six snake fangs."
 
“Potter, bloody hell, if we get in trouble for following your nutty instructions I’m going to bite your head off!” Lily Evans huffed, crossing her arms. “I don’t know why I’m even agreeing to this…” she muttered. “Go ahead then, show me your method.”

“Six?” Sirius asked. “Blimey. You reckon Snively and Smelly back there will lend us theirs?” snickered the Gryffindor boy.
 
"You see, you should really crush the fangs and nettles together. Not add them separately." James put six fangs and a handful of dried nettles into the mortar, grinding them into powder.

"You want to be the one to ask?"
 
“That’s not what this says,” said Lily, biting her lip nervously as she pointed to the instructions in the textbook. “Are you sure this won’t blow up in our faces?” she asked James.

“No thank you,” giggled Sirius. “I think I’ll take these instead,” he said, taking the bottle of snake fangs and taking six out, beginning to crush them with some tools.
 
"I'm. Sure." James huffed, getting a little frustrated. He carefully poured them into the cauldron, letting it simmer for a bit before taking it off the heat.

"Smart. Less conflict."
 
Lily sighed and looked hesitant and unimpressed. She watched James as he took the lead, making it his method rather than the one outlined in the textbook. James seemed to take care pouring the ingredients into the cauldron. He looked laser focused and Lily wasn’t sure she’d seen the hyperactive boy like this before in the short time she knew him so far.

“Right. Avoiding conflict isn’t necessarily my strong suit,” said Sirius. “Guess that’s why I have you. You like to resolve things peacefully. Although, some things cannot be resolved peacefully. That’s why me and James are kicking those two’s arses later on,” he reminded Remus.
 
The entire world melts away when James is working on a potion. It's written instructions, so he can follow along easily. It's repetitive and soothing. It's everything no other class can be. He took the cauldron. "Can you cut the horned slugs in half?"

Remus sighed. "Do you have an alarm clock that keeps ringing to remind you of that?"
 
“Of course,” said Lily, nodding her head, getting to work. Of course James made her do the most gross task possible. But, Lily didn’t want to sit here and let the boy do all the work. She wanted to make herself useful and help too.

“In my head? Yea. It’s constantly reminding that I’m gonna smash some slimy Slytherin face in,” said Sirius with a smirk, punching the palm of his hand. “Alright, I’ve crushed these snake fangs. Now what?” he asked Remus.
 
James was getting out the porcupine quills, rubbing them next to his ear to find the best two.

Remus shook his head. "We add them to the cauldron then take it off the heat."
 
“What are you doing?” Lily asked as she watched James. “With those quills? Listening to them? A bit silly, isn’t it?” she questioned him.

“Right! In they go,” said Sirius, pouring the fine white powder of the crushed snake fangs into the cauldron. “Boy I sure am good at this, eh Remus?” he asked with a snicker.
 
"Quills are hollow. They don't work as well in this potion if they're punctured. I'm making sure none of them are." James placed down two quills.

Remus grinned. "Yes. Very good at doing what I tell you to put in the cauldron."
 
Lily blinked, a bit impressed with the detailed knowledge James seemed to possess. “Fascinating,” she whispered. “Do you need me to help with something else?” she asked, wanting to be useful.

“See? And who says I don’t listen?” Sirius asked with a laugh. “What next potions master Lupin?” he asked playfully.
 
"Now we just need to add the slugs, wait, and then add the quills."

Remus sighed. "If you're so good at listening, listen to me when I say don't go to that fight."
 
“I’ve chopped up the slugs,” said Lily with a nod. “When do I add them?” she asked. “I’d do them as the book says but err- you’ve kind of hijacked this,” she chuckled softly.

Sirius rolled his eyes and groaned. “No Remus. That I won’t listen to you on. James and I are gonna defend you and make sure they never pick on you again,” he said stubbornly.
 
James checked the cauldron. The potion inside was an azure. "You can add them now. Carefully. Add them too fast and the potion will start hissing."

"Or, you get beat up and sent to the hospital wing and we all get picked on more."
 
“Right. Slowly,” said Lily with a nod of acknowledgment of James’ instructions. The sliced slugs made her stomach queasy but she slowly and carefully added them to the cauldron.

“That’s not going to happen, Remus!” Sirius laughed. “Do you really not have that much faith in James and I?” he asked. “Trust me when I say we aren’t losing that fight. James and I are going to beat their arses to a pulp!” he proclaimed boldly.
 
James nodded. "Good. Just like that." His glasses were slipping off his nose.

"Did you hear what Snape said about potions? Think of the spells they know."
 
Lily had finished adding the slugs and she looked over at James, noticing his glasses slipping off of his nose slowly. She quickly reached over and pushed them back up. “Err, sorry! Uhh, your glasses were falling and I didn’t want them to drop into the cauldron,” she said, her face heating up a little.

“Oi Remus, this is going to be a good old fashioned brawl. Like the muggles to- fist to cuffs!” Sirius said. “Don’t worry, those snakes aren’t so tough,” said Sirius, not at all concerned.
 

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