A/N: I've done a semi-revising on all the chapters, enjoy

Chapter 1

Remus Lupin stood on the platform of 9 3/4. He wasn't ready to go to a school full of wizard and witches. He wouldn't fit in at all. They would all think he was different and they would shun him. For once, he was scared.

"Go on, honey. Go on or you'll miss the train," Remus's mother said. Remus turned around and looked at her. "Don't worry, you'll be fine." She smiled, kissing him on the forehead. "And don't forget to send owls every couple of weeks or so."

Remus turned back around and lugged his trunk to the maroon and black Hogwarts Express and climbed aboard. He looked up and down the halls and saw compartments. He turned left and started to walk down opening the doors to see if they were empty or not. He didn't find an empty compartment till the end of the train. He pulled his trunk inside and shut the door. He lifted his trunk on the seat.

"How am I going to manage getting this up there?" Remus muttered as he pondered the question.

"Hello there," Remus turned around to see a tall, lanky boy with very untidy hair standing in the doorway. "Do you need some help?" the boy asked.

"Um…sure," Remus stuttered. He was slightly amused. How was this skinny boy supposed to help him? He got his answer when two other guys came in. One of the boys was pudgy but had this mouse-like expression about him; the other boy had black hair and was tall and thin. Not lanky like the first guy, but athletic thin.

The lanky guy and the thin guy pushed up Remus's trunk and secured it. They also did this along with three others that Remus supposed was theirs.

"I'm James, by the way," the lanky boy said. "James Potter,"

"Sirius Black," the thin guys said.

"I'm Peter Pettigrew," the third boy squeaked.

"Lupin, Remus Lupin," Remus said.

"Nice to meet you Remus," James said smiling. He sat down by the window. "I hope you don't mind us staying here, there were no other compartments open."

"Oh I don't mind at all," Remus said. He also sat down. The other two sat down as well. There was an awkward silence following.

"So, has anyone talked to any of the other people yet?" James asked the group.

"Only you three," Sirius said.

"Um, not really," Remus said.

"Who would talk to you?"

Remus looked at the compartment door and saw a blonde haired boy standing there, with two monstrous boys behind him.

"I wondered the same thing when I first saw you," James said, smiling.

The blonde boy glared at James then looked around the compartment. His eyes rested on Remus.

"Hello, I don't think we've met. Lucius Malfoy at your service," the blonde boy said. "And this is Crabbe and Goyle," Lucius gestured toward the two boys behind him. They grunted.

"Remus Lupin," Remus said, staring at Crabbe and Goyle's muscles.

"I'm going to assume that you just happened to find that this was the only open apartment so you had no choice but to sit here with theses three." Lucius gestured toward Sirius, Peter, and James. "And I am going to assume I am right so I am going to invite you to our compartment."

"Um, well no thank you. I'll just sit here," Remus said, not liking this boy more and more with each passing second. He was conceited and arrogant.

Lucius narrowed his eyes and stalked out followed by Goyle and Crabbe.

"Who was that?" Remus said after he was sure they were out of earshot.

"Lucius Malfoy. Probably one of the snootiest purebloods you will ever meet," James said as he shut the compartment door.

"Oh," Remus said as he looked out of the window and at the scenery. When Remus had first gotten on the train it was bright and sunny, but now it was getting darker and darker as they kept moving. Right now they were passing farms with grazing cows, sheep, and horses.

"So have you guys known each other long?" Remus asked as he looked back the boys.

"Almost forever. I first met James in Diagon Alley and we became fast friends. I sort of live with him now." Sirius laughed, giving now further explanation about his living arrangements.

"How do you know Malfoy?"

"We met him in Diagon Alley also, well actually it was Sirius," James said as Sirius laughed. "And well he hated him from the start so we played a trick on him,"

"They hid a Dungbomb in his bags," Peter said, laughing. Remus laughed a little while they laughed harder.

"Guess what I saw this summer?" James said excitably, changing the subject.

"What?" Remus, Peter, and Sirius all asked together.

"A werewolf," James said proudly.

"A werewolf?" Remus said nervously.

"Yeah right, James. I bet you just saw a regular wolf," Sirius said in disbelief.

"And how would you know?" James challenged.

"Because werewolves don't live in London you dope," Sirius retorted back. Remus stared between them, getting nervous. How would they know if werewolves lived in London or not? He knew for a fact that at least one did. And that one just so happened to be sitting in front of all three of them.

They were saved from further argument because right then the witch with the snack cart came rolling their way.

"Anything from the cart my dears?" the plump lady asked. Remus looked at the cart and at the assortment of foods.

"We'll have four of everything please," James said as he held up some gold gallons. Remus was about to get out some gold too when James said, "It's on the house," with a laugh. Remus muttered thanks and took the food that was handed to him. He sat back down and ate in silence, along with the other boys. He looked at the food and picked up a chocolate frog.

The scenery had now changed from farms to hills and mountains in the distance.

"So what year are you guys going into?" Remus asked as he finished a Caldron Cake.

"First year here, I wonder what we have to do to find out what house we're in," Sirius said.

"I hope it's not too scary," Peter said, obviously scared.

"Don't worry Peter, I don't think they'll make us fight a monster or anything," Sirius laughed, trying to comfort him, though it just made him more scared.

"What year are you going into?" James asked Remus.

"Same, when I got the letter I was really surprised, because well…never mind," Remus said, starting to blush.

"Why? Where you born of muggle parents? Cause you can still get in if you show magical talent or whatever it's called." Sirius asked.

"No, I'm a pureblood," Remus said, not liking where this conversation was going.

"Then did your parents think you were a Squib?" Peter squeaked.

"No, I showed many signs of being a wizard," Remus said again, hoping it would stop soon.

"Then why would you doubt coming to school here?" James asked, slightly annoyed that he wasn't explaining anything.

Remus was saved the trouble of answering because right then a girl walked in. She had a golden badge pinned on her robes with the letter P.

"Boys, you should get your robes on now," the girl instructed. "We will be arriving at Hogwarts in about fifteen minutes." She added as she walked out of the compartment, closing the door.

James climbed on the seat and opened his trunk, grabbing his black robe. Sirius and Peter did the same, though Peter needed a little help. Remus also got up on the seat and rummaged through his trunk. He moved spell books quills, inkbottles, pieces of parchments, and his wand and finally found his black robe.

"We're here!" Sirius said in a singsong voice as Remus felt the train coast to a stop. He looked out of the window and saw a train station filled with students climbing out of the train. It was dark already and lanterns were lit everywhere.

"That wasn't fifteen minutes," James muttered to Remus as they started to put their robes on. "That Perfect need a watch or something."

Remus laughed.

The boys finished putting on their robes and stepped out of the compartment and followed the stream of kids making their way out of the train.

"Firs' years this way! Firs' years! Over here!" a booming voice shouted over the crowd. Remus looked over where the voice was coming from and saw a mountain of a shadow. He looked straight up and saw the man's face. He looked liked a giant.

"Wow," was all three of them could say, except for Peter who just stared in horror. Soon it looked like all the first years were there.

"Looks like we got everyone here," the massive man said. "Now, y'all are gonna follow me and we'll be getting in some of these here boats, and we'll be going across this here lake. Y'all ready? Now only four to a boat,"

Most of the first years were shaking with coldness, some were just staring wide-eyed up at him, and then just a few weren't very scared or surprised at all, like Sirius, James, and then Lucius, Goyle, and Crabbe.

"I'm Hagrid by the way. Now get in the boats, remember, only four to a boat!" Hagrid yelled as kids scrambled to the boats.

"Hey!" Sirius called out as Hagrid started to get into boat.

"What?"

"Why do we take boats? What do all the other years take to the castle?" Sirius asked.

"All the other years take carriages to the castle. It's tradition for the first year to take boats. It gives a nice view of the school," Hagrid said. "Does that answer your question?"

"Yeah, thanks!" Sirius said. Hagrid got into his boat.

Remus, James, Sirius, and Peter all got in the boat and managed to squeeze in. Remus wondered how they were going to get there when all the sudden the boat moved on its own. All the boats were moving now all heading across the lake, with the huge man in front by himself in a boat. Remus looked around, but couldn't see anything beyond the glow of the lights on the boats.

"I don't see no stinking school," Sirius muttered.

"I do," Peter said, as they rounded a corner.

"Wow," James said in awe.

Remus looked up to see the huge castle-like school. Towers rose above the walls with pointed tops. Lights from the windows gleamed brightly in the darkness.

The boats stopped and everyone climbed out and stepped onto the land. Hagrid got out and walked off. They seemed to be standing in some sort of dungeon.

"What do we do?" a girl asked, shivering.

Giant oak doors slammed open and a strict looking teacher came out. She didn't look old at all. Her hair was in a tight bun, not a single strand left out, which was sort of unnerving.

"Come along, come along. No need to stand out there shivering." She said, her voice even sound strict. She turned around and started to walk up stairs, the children followed.

"I am Professor McGonagall," she said as she led them up stairs and then stopped in front of another pair of oak doors. "You will walk through and stand facing the head table in a line. There are four houses in which one of them you are sorted into. You will try on the Sorting Hat and whichever house it shouts out, that is the house you will belong to. The children in the house you are sorted into will be your family for the next seven year whenever you are here, so be nice to them. There is no way of getting out of the house." Professor McGonagall said in what seemed one breath. She was a fast talker.

Professor McGonagall opened the doors and walked inside, with the first years in tow. Remus was standing with Peter at his side, with James and Sirius behind them.

"I will call your names in order and you will come up and put the hat on," Professor McGonagall yelled so the whole Great Hall could hear. Remus gulped. He wasn't ready.