AN-Okay… so, if you've read ALL the Harry Potter books you'll know Sirius Black (RIP), James Potter (RIP), Reamus Lupin (RIP), and Peter Pettigrew (ROT IN HECK) were best friends in Hogwarts. Here's a lil' story about them while in Hogwarts. DON'T READ IF YOU HAVE NOT COMPLETED THE SERIES!

I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters. This chapter is dedicated to TheTricksterPrincess, aka my twin sister, Emma. 3 you, Em!

James couldn't help feeling slightly cocky as he strode through the brick wall that would take him to Platform 9 ¾. He knew he would be in Gryffindor. Of course he would, just like the rest of his family. He told his father this as they came through the gates.

"Of course, James," Mr. Potter said absentmindedly, checking his watch. "'Where dwell the brave at heart.' Very good, very good, now help me put your trunk on the train. We only have seven minutes; I want you to get a good compartment."

James rolled his eyes and began helping his father lift his heavy trunk. Once they had gotten it onto the train, James grabbed the cage containing his spotted owl, Gidgeon, and put it on top of the trunk. Then he stepped ahead of the trunk and grabbed one handle. His dad lifting the other side, they managed to heave it onto the luggage rack of an empty compartment. As soon as they were done, James' mother came in to bid him goodbye.

"Okay, sweetie," she said, attempting to flatten his hair and tuck in his shirt. "Be yourself, and be careful. Hogwarts is magnificent, but can be hectic. We'll write you every week, and you can choose if you'd like to come home for Christmas or not. Okay," she stood back to look at him. "I love you very, very much." She kissed his forehead. "Be good."

"And," Mr. Potter added. "Stay away from Slytherins. They're no good, that lot." Then he hugged his son. "I love you, son."

"Love you too, Dad," James said, his voice muffled slightly by his father's shirt. "And you, Mum," he added when his father released him. Mrs. Potter smiled weakly and hugged James. The whistle blew, telling his parents to get off the train. They left and James stuck his head out the window, waving goodbye until the train rounded a corner and he could see them no longer.

James leaned back in his seat and sighed. I don't believe this, he thought. I'm actually going to Hogwarts! This is great. Then a girl with long red hair came in and pointed tentatively to the seat across from James.

"Is anyone sitting there?" James shook his head and the girl sat down. The second her jeans hit the seat she burst out in tears. James stared in shock for a moment before saying, "What's wrong?"

She sniffled. "I'm sorry. M-my s-sister doesn't like me because I c-came here. She said I w-was a… a…" she wiped her bright green eyes. "She said I was a freak."

James had to process what she said for a moment before understanding. "Oh, you're Muggle-born?"

The girl nodded. "Y-yes. I'm Lily Evans."

James nodded and stuck out his hand. "I'm James, James Potter. Nice to meet you, Lily."

Lily smiled slightly and shook his hand. "You too, James." Then she stared out the window. James stared at her for a moment before a boy with hair as black as James' came in, dragging a trunk.

"Hi, do you mind if I sit in here? Everywhere else is full." James shook his head and helped the boy put his trunk next to his own on the luggage rack. Once they were finished, they boy stuck out his hand as James had done to Lily.

"I'm Sirius Black."

James smiled and shook Sirius' hand. "James Potter."

Sirius smiled. "Thanks for helping with my trunk." Then he flopped down into a seat. Shortly after this, he noticed Lily. "Hey, are you okay?" For Lily had resumed crying, but this time softly into a handkerchief.

Lily nodded, but said nothing. "Do you need something?" Sirius asked in a soft voice. Lily shook her head, but still remained mute. "Do you want us to just leave you alone?" This time Lily nodded and blew her nose loudly. Sirius shrugged in a final way and turned back to James. "I don't think she appreciates our company." James laughed.

A few minutes later, two boys came into the compartment, one with ragged robes and the other fairly short.

"Hey," the torn-up one said. "I'm Reamus Lupin and this is Peter Pettigrew. You don't mind if we sit here, do you?"

James and Sirius looked at each other and both shrugged.

"Yeah," James said. "Go ahead. We don't mind at all." Both boys looked revealed as they sat down.

"I'm James Potter and this is Sirius Black, by the way," James added. Reamus and Peter smiled at both of them. Then they began talking about where they were from. After a few moments, Peter noticed Lily, who was still crying quietly in the corner.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked in an undertone, nodding back at Lily.

"Oh, she's upset," Sirius said.

"Oh, really?" Reamus said in a fake shocked voice. "I couldn't tell!" Everyone laughed and a boy who had already changed into his Hogwarts robes came in and sat down next to Lily. No one paid him any attention until James heard something he couldn't help but comment on.

"You had better be in Slytherin," said the greasy-haired boy.

"Slytherin?" James asked loudly. "Who wants to be in Slytherin?" He turned to Sirius. "I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?"

Sirius frowned. "My whole family has been in Slytherin."

"Blimey, and I thought you seemed all right!" James declared in shock.

Sirius grinned. "Maybe I'll break the tradition. Where are you heading, if you've got the choice?"

James mimed unsheathing a sword. "'Gryffindor,'" he quoted, remembering what his father had said, "'where dwell the brave at hear!' Like my dad," he added after an afterthought.

The boy that was talking to Lily made a funny noise, causing James to get a fresh surge of anger. He rounded on the boy. "Got a problem with that?"

"No," said the boy with a sneer that cancelled out his reply. "If you'd rather be brawny than brain-."

"Where're you planning to go," Sirius said, "seeing as you're neither?"

James fell back into his seat, howling with laughter. Lily stood up and looked from James to Sirius, dislike mounting on her face.

"Come on, Severus," she said, gesturing to the greasy-haired boy. "Let's find another compartment."

James and Sirius grinned at each other and said, "Ooooooh…"

James stuck out his leg to trip Severus, still not forgiving him for what he had said about Gryffindor.

"See'ya, Snivellus!" James called as they walked out the compartment door. He had no idea what possessed him to say that name; it just really seemed to fit. He grinned at Sirius and Peter, who were both roaring with laughter. Reamus, however, looked torn on the edge of amusement and disapproving.

As James laughed with his new friends, he thought Hogwarts might not be so bad.

Aaaaaaaaand…. SCENE! Well, that was fun to write. And yes, I looked up EVERY part with the compartment and Snape and all that. I would never just guess at something this amazingly well written. Uh… I mean J.K. Rowling has amazingly well written books, not me. Well, I don't think I'm AWFUL, but I wouldn't go as far as saying I was AMAZING. Okay, I'm gonna stop rattling now. Comment! : )