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The moon was glowing brightly over 12 Grimmuald Place and Sirius Black was sitting in his room staring at his Hogwarts letter. I can't believe I finally get to go. Sirius thought to himself. He was excited by the thought of the giant school that his cousins had attended and the many opportunities that awaited him there.

Sirius heard a knock at his door and then it was cautiously opened. His younger brother Regulus Black was standing nervously at the door. "Are you really leaving tomorrow Sirius?" The small Black was fidgeting nervously as he stared admiringly at his older brother.

"Yes Regulus I'm going tomorrow but you get to come next year. It's not a big deal." Sirius had a sweet look in his eyes as he tried to comfort his younger brother.

"I know, but I don't know what I'm going to do without you" Regulus went and sat at the edge of Sirius's bed and started to watch his brother who was now placing the pile of books that he had bought in Diagon Alley the week before into his trunk.

"I'm going to miss you too but you'll be fine I know you will." Sirius sat next to his brother and started laughing when a tear ran down Regulus's face. Regulus hugged his brother quickly and ran out of the room.

Sirius looked at his now packed trunk and the wand that was sitting on his end table. He smiled to himself and placed his head on his pillow, he instantly fell asleep.

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Remus Lupin was lying in his bed as he continued to recover from the full moon the night before. His father was filling up his trunk with all of his school necessities.

"I am so glad that Dumbledore is letting you go to Hogwarts Remus, it's going to be a great opportunity for you." He looked at the young werewolf and smiled. "Aren't you excited Remus?"

"Of course I am, I can't wait." He looked out the window at the bright moon that was full just the night before. "I'm just a little nervous."

"It's going to be just fine, I promise Dumbledore has made all of the arrangements. You can write anytime you want Remus."

At that moment a short muggle with long brown hair, Remus's mother, walked into the room. "Hey Remus, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine mum, just a little tired."

"Okay well I'm heading off to bed. You should get some sleep too son, big day tomorrow." She kissed her son's head and left the room.

"Your mother's right Remus you should go to sleep. We have to wake up bright and early tomorrow morning to get to King's Cross. Don't want to miss the train" he kissed the top of Remus's head and left as well.

Everything will be fine. He thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

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James Potter was flying around in his garden under the moon light as his parents watched from the back porch. It was his last chance to fly before he went to school the next day, first years weren't allowed to bring brooms.

"It's time to come down now James, you still haven't finished packing yet." Mr. Potter was an old man with wrinkles covering his face and unmanageable grey hair covering his head though it was rather thin in his old age.

"Okay dad." James landed his broom flawlessly and ran up to the porch. He placed the broom up against the outside of the house and went inside. His trunk was practically empty on the floor of his room. His mother helped him pack up his things. They packed the trunk and within an hour it was filled with textbooks and robes, as well as an assortment of other school items.

"You should get some sleep now James, it's going to be a big day tomorrow." his mother was standing with his father in the doorway to his bedroom.

"I know you will love it there James."

"I hope I'm in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, right dad."

"That's right James, goodnight" he turned off the light as he left and James was asleep soon after.

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Peter Pettigrew was very nervous as he continued packing his trunk. What if I don't fit into any house. He thought to himself as his mother walked into his room.

"Tomorrow you are going to Hogwarts. It's like a dream Peter, I never thought this would happen." The witch looked at her son with a proud look in her eye for the first time in his life.

"Ya mom it's really exciting, I'm going to have a great time there, I just know it." It was obvious that Peter was not confident and he was happy when his mother left the room. He sat on his bed and looked around the room at all of the posters that covered the walls. The posters were his fathers and they were in support of his fathers favorite quidditch team.

Peter had never really been a big fan of quidditch and he was afraid of flying so it was unlikely to be his favorite activity any time soon. He looked at his trunk and the unpacked books in a messy pile beside it. I'll finish packing in the morning I think. He thought to himself as he lay his head on the pillow and prayed for sleep, though it never came.