the_debt_of_time

Young Sirius grinned.
The older Sirius let out a barking laugh.
"Maybe I'll break the tradition. Where are you heading, if you've got the choice?"
James lifted an invisible sword. "'Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!' Like my dad."
Snape made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him. "Got a problem with that?"
"No," Snape said, though his slight sneer told otherwise. "If you'd rather be brawny than brainy."
"Where're you hoping to go, seeing as you're neither?" young Sirius interjected.
James roared with laughter.
Lily sat up, rather flushed, and looked from James to Sirius in dislike. "Come on, Severus, let's
find another compartment."
"Oooooo.. ." James and Sirius imitated her lofty voice; James tried to trip Snape as he passed.
"See ya, Snivellus!"
"See?" Sirius pointed out as the memory followed Snape and Lily out of the
compartment. "He's always been a git."
Sirius's scowl vanished as he looked up, eyes wide. The image ahead of them
stunned him into silence. Instinctively, he turned Harry by the shoulders. "Are you sure
you want to see the rest of this? We don't know what he was planning when he wanted you
to see this, Harry."
It was a distraction, simple as that. Harry's green eyes focused on him, while behind
him the scene played on in Sirius's view.
"Move!" Snape shouted, pushing his way past a short, bushy-haired girl who fell into a lanky,
pale-looking boy.
Lily, following swiftly behind him, called out his name. "Sev, wait up!"
"I'm fine, Sirius," Harry said, brushing off his grip and turning in the direction that
Snape and Lily had gone.
Though the memory followed Snape, Sirius could hear a familiar voice call out
behind them from the open compartment door:
"Jamie, what did you do?"
Thankfully, the scene dissolved once again.
Harry and Sirius were standing right behind Snape as they faced the candlelit House
tables, lined with rapt faces.
"Evans, Lily!"