The Boys

James Potter proudly strutted down platform 9, his housekeeper dragging his trunk behind him and his mother walking next to him. When he got to the barrier he didn't even bother to be discreet, he just walked right in. Little did he know, another very rich wizard, was approaching from the other side of the barrier.

"Sirius Black come here right this instant!" a woman with long black hair shrieked as Sirius attempted to slip away from her. He sighed and turned toward his mother.

"What?"

"Don't use that tone of voice with me son, unless you want to be punished" she placed her hand in her purse, where she kept her wand. Sirius shook his head and dropped his eyes; he knew the pain of punishment all to well.

"Aunt, the train is about to leave," Bellatrix, Sirius's cousin said looking bored.

"Hush, Bella. Sirius listen to me, you're representing the whole Black family, do not let us down." With that she shoved Sirius away from her and into platform 9 and three-quarters.

Remus John Lupin stretched and shook his blond hair out of his eyes, he was always tired after a transformation night. His muggle father jumped as a boy with jet black hair and glasses bumped in to him. "Sorry" he squeaked at the obviously magical boy. The boy barely glanced at Remus's and continued on his way.

"John, calm down." Remus's mother soothed. She was a witch and had a hard time understanding her husband's fright of magical things, although her son's wolfish form terrified her, and Remus knew this all to well.

"Father, you don't have to come onto the platform if you would rather not." Remus said quietly.

"No don't be silly, Remus, I want to say goodbye." John replied, rather nervously. Remus just shrugged and adjusted his grip on his school bag, then dodged a short mousy looking boy. They entered the platform and Remus said goodbye to both of his parents before boarding the train.

Jet was comfortable enough before he walked onto the platform, but now that he was standing in the midst of all these wizards, he was having something very close to a nervous breakdown. His parents were just as jumpy, and this did nothing to help his nerves.

"well, Jet, looks like we took the right secret passage" his father's smile was forced , but Jet barely noticed this as he jumped out of the way of a haughty, black haired teenaged girl and a boy that looked to be her brother or cousin. His mother gasped as an owl flew past her head and landed on the arm of the conductor.

"I think your father and i should get going. we'll see you at Christmas." His mother said in a rush.

"What? You can't leave me! It's not safe!!" Jet squeaked, involuntarily. His mother gave him a hug, attempting to sound reassuring as she whispered "you'll be alright" in his ear.

Jet might have believed her if it hadn't taken 5 seconds flat for them to exit the platform. Jet squeaked in fright and followed the crowd into the train.

Peter Pettigrew was a pure-blood wizard, although his parents wished sometimes that he was actually a muggle that had accidentally been switched with their real son at birth. But there was no doubt about it; Peter was the Pettigrew's son. Both of Peter's parents were walking just behind him, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Luckily for them they were relatively late and everyone was in a hurry. They dropped him off in front of the Barrier and said their goodbyes; just because they weren't proud of their son didn't mean they didn't love him. Peter bounced off through the barrier, running into a blond haired boy being trailed by a pleased mother and an uncomfortable father.

i actually did research on each of thier families just to write this story. (yes i know pathetics, although i now understand the books on a deeper level :) ) Review!!!!!!! ohh and Dont Turn Away will be updated soon! (im kinda going through writers block on tht one story.)