Authors Notes: Yea, this is my first ever fanfic so don't be to hard on me. This is the only chapter, well prologue, that will be in first year so don't worry. I would appreciate reviews. Hope you like the story!

Disclaimer: It's all J.K.Rowlings!(Except Bob and a few non-important chars.)

 James potter climbed aboard the Hogwarts Express for the very first time. Little James had waited for this moment for his entire life. He was finally going to school. No ordinary school of course but to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. Little did he know that in the next seven years he would gain new friends, new trusts, new enemies, and knew passions that James never knew he could have.

 "All aboard!" James gave his Mum a quick kiss on the cheek and hopped onto the large red locomotive. With in a few seconds the train had rushed out of the station and the wait for the new year at Hogwarts was officially over. James searched the train for empty compartments and found one half full. The door slid open and a small plump blond child bumped into James and startledly spilled a large box of jelly beans all over the floor.

 "Um, sorry." James muttered walking around the boy and the spilt beans.

"Don't mind him" another child said thrusting a hand at James. "I'm Sirius Black soon to be Slytherin first year." He flashed a brilliant smile as he shook James's hand. "That there is Peter." He aid motioning to the frantic blond who now slowly and carefully tasted each jelly bean.

 James grinned as Peter popped an odd brown and green jelly bean into his grubby mouth. "Hey Peter," James remarked after the child had eaten the bean. "I like the dung flavored ones too!"

  Peter ran over to a near trash can and his head hung over it with vomit pouring out. Sirius held up a hand to give James a high five.

 "So, what's your name?" Sirius said elbowing his new friend lightly in the ribs. He cocked his head to the side letting his dark shoulder length hair flop to one side.

 "The name's Potter, James Potter"

 "Well, Potter" Sirius said sarcastically. "What house are you gonna be in and don't you dare say..." Sirius saw the look on James's face and he groaned. "Finally I meet a kid who could be my best mate and he goes and be's a bloody Gryffindor!"

 "Be's isn't a word" Apparently someone else had arrived in the compartment unnoticed. The boy had sandy colored hair and deep gray eyes. He spoke in an "I'm right so deal with it" kind of tone.

 "Don't tell me another Gryffindor has come to join this lovely conversation!" Sirius howled in outrage. "I'm gonna go find me a compartment with normal people, normal Slytherins." He said stomping out of the compartment.

  "Bloody Gyffindors. Always think that they're right. Pft" Sirius snorted.

"Well you could always join us." Said a child standing at the end of the train. Sirius made his way back to find a whole slew of first years hoping to become Slytherins. "This is Lucius, Randal, Cameron, Shay, and he is, well he's just some tired kid. Oh," the child said hastily, "I'm Bob." Sirius looked around the compartment and took a seat next to the kid who was sleeping. He had oily black hair that hung over a long nose, beady eyes, and tight pursed lips. 

 "Poor bloke" Sirius said tapping the kid on the shoulder. "Shall we turn his hair green, just to show House spirit, ya know" He smirked and pulled out his wand. Just when he was about to use some magic the train jolted to a halt and everyone began to file out of the compartments. Sirius, not knowing what to do jumped from his seat following everyone else. Looking back he noticed that the poor sleeping kid didn't wake up so he gave him a quick shove and hurried off as the boy woke up astonished that nobody else was on the train.

 …..

 All the first years crowded around the entrance to the Great hall chattering anxiously about the sorting that was soon to come. "Quiet down please" Professor McGonagall said nervously. This was her first year as head of Gryffindor house and nothing was going to go wrong, she hoped. "The sorting will begin shortly. Follow me, follow me students" she called just barely loud enough for everyone to hear.

  Slowly the first years poured into the great hall gawking at the beautiful star light ceiling, floating candles, and many, very many young witches and wizards awaiting the great feast of the new year. The first years gathered around the stage waiting for something to happen. Dumbledore, headmaster of the school stood behind a stool with an old tattered hat sitting atop it.

  Suddenly, the hat began to sing.

"Welcome all ye new students,

To a school of ghouls and ghosts,

Where Gryffindors are strong and brave,

And often like to boast.

We're also home to Slytherins, for those cunning and sly,

With evil laughs, and wizard craft, with smiles cool and wry,

And often liked are Hufflepuffs, who really are quite kind,

Although they show in kindness they lack a little mind,

The bright ones they are Ravenclaws, the really smart and wise,

There cleverness and integrity is quite hard to disguise,

But this year there is something new,

For four new kids this year,

For in the years ahead of them they shall show no fear,

Forty first years came in this hall,

Only thirty six will leave,

The four that remain have something special,

That will cause many grieve,

But do not fret,

Just heave a sigh,

It's time for sorting,

Don't be shy,

What house will you be in?

Who knows?

Only I."

Slowly the children were sorted there were five new Gryffindor boys and five new girls. But four boys did not leave the great hall that night.

"Forty first years came in this hall,

Only thirty six will leave..."

James potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew, were left seated in the Great Hall they seemed to be stuck to their seats. Suddenly The room vanished and the four new Gryffindor boys were floating in the middle of nowhere. Everything was blank and colorless. There was nothing.

"You have been chosen!" echoed a booming voice from God knows where. "You are the protectors, the conquerors, the betrayers, and the wizards who shall defeat all evil! You have been chosen!"

 Shut up, chosen, yea right. Sirius thought to himself. Just like I was "chosen" to be a Gryffindor. This sucks!

Ch-ch-chosen. This could be bad, I don't like this. Peter thought. Just like being chosen for T-ball. No not T-bal!  Ahhhh!

"You have been chosen, not for T-ball, but for a glorious task! You must defeat the rising wizard. You must prevail! You must protect those in his path! If you do not all will fail! You will fail! You must not fail!"

 The voices slowly faded away and the boys were returned to their seats in the great hall.

 "Is this what a hangover feels like?' Sirius asked rubbing the back of his head.

 "I dunno, but lets not find out any time soon!" Peter chimed. For the second time he started puking into a trash can. Must be his lucky day.

 "Hey Sirius, I thought you didn't wanna hang out with us 'bloody Gryffindors' 'eh?" Remus said mockingly.

 "Well, Now that I am one I 'spose I'll have to live with it, but, I'm not going to like it!"

 As you may have noticed James was not in this conversation. Besides his throbbing head he couldn't get these words out of his head. The words Lily Evans. Who was she, or he? What did they have to do with anything? His head was twirling and his mind was racing and soon enough, it was all black. (no not Sirius, the color black.)