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"Moony!" yelled James and Sirius simultaneously, "Hey, turn around already!"
Remus swiveled on the platform, just in time to catch a running Sirius and James, their luggage momentarily abandoned. Boarding the Hogwarts Express, they rejoined their friends with huge grins as they ate their chocolate frogs and laughed. Throughout the train ride they discussed the Quidditch triumphs of the summer with loud arguments between James and Reese as they argued for their respective team. They recollected their summer mischief with grand hand gestures, accompanied by the disapproving tittering of Molly. They talked as only the greatest of friends could.
Not long afterwards they all sat at the Gryffindor bench for their sixth Hogwarts feast. You could hear James and Remus' stomachs growling loudly in anticipation for the banquet. Sirius listened to the familiar speeches, clapping for each new Gryffindor, disregarding the new rules as usual. Sirius' motto is rules are made to be broken, as he has proved so very many times. He looked around at the familiar room, and the many familiar faces, his friends, his enemies. He could see Snape, Lucius, Avery and all their other little dark wizard wannabe friends. Snape looked over, and Sirius caught his gaze, made a disgusted face while mouthing the word "Snivelus," and then promptly looked away. He turned from Snape to meet the face of Reese, her blue eyes alight in restrained giggles. Dumbledore paused and then deviated from his normal path, making Sirius look up and cease from whispering to Reese at his side.
"This year we shall be resurrecting an old tradition," Dumbledore announced, capturing the attention of nearly every student, except maybe the first-years still gazing at the enchanted sky-like ceiling. "A tradition of a competition between the houses of our dear Hogwarts. It is a competition to test valor, bravery, cunning, and skill. We shall be choosing four students to represent each house. The four students who best demonstrate the value regarded most highly by their individual house. There will be a series of tests, tests that, if won, can give a person great recognition, but believe me they are not easy. Joining this competition is not a decision that should be taken lightly by anyone," Dumbledore described in a warning tone.
Sirius started grinning in enthusiasm, the same grin plastered on Reese's face, looking at each other they knew what they would be doing this year.
"To enter one must simply write their name on a slip of parchment, and simply through it in the air, in this very room," Dumbledore finished, as slips of paper flew towards the ceiling.
Sirius scrawled his name on the first slip of paper he found, and flung it into the air. His slip slowly floated twisting and turning into the air, followed by slips sent by James and Reese. An elegant "G" drew itself into the back, with the bold colors of the Gryffindor house. They glided to the ceiling with the other hastily written entries.
"Moony!" yelled James and Sirius simultaneously, "Hey, turn around already!"
Remus swiveled on the platform, just in time to catch a running Sirius and James, their luggage momentarily abandoned. Boarding the Hogwarts Express, they rejoined their friends with huge grins as they ate their chocolate frogs and laughed. Throughout the train ride they discussed the Quidditch triumphs of the summer with loud arguments between James and Reese as they argued for their respective team. They recollected their summer mischief with grand hand gestures, accompanied by the disapproving tittering of Molly. They talked as only the greatest of friends could.
Not long afterwards they all sat at the Gryffindor bench for their sixth Hogwarts feast. You could hear James and Remus' stomachs growling loudly in anticipation for the banquet. Sirius listened to the familiar speeches, clapping for each new Gryffindor, disregarding the new rules as usual. Sirius' motto is rules are made to be broken, as he has proved so very many times. He looked around at the familiar room, and the many familiar faces, his friends, his enemies. He could see Snape, Lucius, Avery and all their other little dark wizard wannabe friends. Snape looked over, and Sirius caught his gaze, made a disgusted face while mouthing the word "Snivelus," and then promptly looked away. He turned from Snape to meet the face of Reese, her blue eyes alight in restrained giggles. Dumbledore paused and then deviated from his normal path, making Sirius look up and cease from whispering to Reese at his side.
"This year we shall be resurrecting an old tradition," Dumbledore announced, capturing the attention of nearly every student, except maybe the first-years still gazing at the enchanted sky-like ceiling. "A tradition of a competition between the houses of our dear Hogwarts. It is a competition to test valor, bravery, cunning, and skill. We shall be choosing four students to represent each house. The four students who best demonstrate the value regarded most highly by their individual house. There will be a series of tests, tests that, if won, can give a person great recognition, but believe me they are not easy. Joining this competition is not a decision that should be taken lightly by anyone," Dumbledore described in a warning tone.
Sirius started grinning in enthusiasm, the same grin plastered on Reese's face, looking at each other they knew what they would be doing this year.
"To enter one must simply write their name on a slip of parchment, and simply through it in the air, in this very room," Dumbledore finished, as slips of paper flew towards the ceiling.
Sirius scrawled his name on the first slip of paper he found, and flung it into the air. His slip slowly floated twisting and turning into the air, followed by slips sent by James and Reese. An elegant "G" drew itself into the back, with the bold colors of the Gryffindor house. They glided to the ceiling with the other hastily written entries.
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