This is the story of James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and most impotantly, Lily Evans.
"Black, Sirius" Proffessor McGonagll said. a dark haired boy came up and sat on the stool.
"Oh, another Black eh? Well you might as well be in Slytherin like the rest of you family. But oh, something else in you not in the Blacks. Brave, trustworthy, might as well be in GRYFFINDOR!" the hat yelled. Proffessor Slughorn gasped. All the Blacks had to be in his house. Sirius sat down, suprised.
"Evans, Lily" A pretty red-headed girl walked up. Very nervous.
"Ooo, a muggle-born. Beautiful mind i see hates trouble makers, smart, very smart indeed you might make good in RavenClaw, but ahh i see bravery and sacrifice! better be...GRYFFINDOR" the hate yelled
Everyone was sorted and sat down for the feast. "James, seriously."
"WHAT?" James asked. "I saw you look at that red-head." Sirius said with a smirk.
"So, what's the point?" he asked. Sirius gave a LOOK.
"I know what ur thinking." he said.
"WHAT?" James asked.
"You want to kill her!" Sirius exclaimed.
"WAT THE HELL?"