The Marauder years
By
Mrs PadfootProngs
Chapter One
In Compartment number nine
Disclaimer – All characters and places, which seem familiar belong to the author not me
Author note – I know there are plenty of these flying round but I'm going to try and make mine slightly different, for one Remus is fairly talkative, he's not a mute in this story, Peter has his own opinion and his own confidence at the moment, James and Sirius are not best mates the minute their eyes meet, best friends are something which happen after a long period.
Sirius may seem a bit dodgy at first but with his mum and being surrounded by that view can you honestly blame him. I know the title suck, if you can think of a better one, please let me know. This is based on year one, and will feature their pranks and growing friendship and all sorts. Hope you enjoy and sorry about the rant, I swear it will be shorter next time.
Enjoy
Sirius Black looked round him with a look of interest on his face, He was meant to associate with all kinds here, kinds he knew his mother would disapprove off and if she disapproved of them then the view had to be right, didn't stop him being curious though like any 11 year old would be.
He glanced up at the tall woman who was watching the happy families with something close to hatred on her face, of course she would never show such a emotion in public but he knew her and he could read her emotions almost as well as his own. They had a strange relationship. He thought she was proud of him and was always saying in her way how thankful she was that he had the Black's good looks and telling people how clever he was and what a fantastic Slytherin he would make, whether the people want to know or not. She looked down and his navy blue eyes were met with silvery grey eyes that were sharp in expression, they softened very slightly as she looked at him and the hand on his shoulder tightened so he could feel her rings on his flesh.
"Try not to talk to anyone who doesn't look like a Slytherin" she advised smoothly "You may find that you've made conversation with a half blood or worse a mud blood and we don't want you association with the wrong people do we, you're a Black after all" Sirius nodded his head taking in her words. She knew best after all, he was used to talk like this, he had, had them for all his life.
"Yes Mamma" he replied now and a tight lipped smile came to her face
"Good boy, now get in a carriage by yourself and turn everyone away from you ok if they try and sit with you, you'll know your friends soon enough" Sirius nodded again and made his way into the train, after kissing his mother's powered cheek. He found a compartment by himself and sat himself down looking bored at the scene outside the window.
He wondered vaguely what the big deal was about the mud bloods and half bloods, he had never actually met one but the way his mother and his father when he was around went on about it, they had to be bad.
"Can I sit here?" Sirius jumped and looked round at the door. A fairly tall, skinny boy stood there, messy black hair covered his hair while hazel eyes made bigger by his rounded glasses stared at him with a slight challenging look, he looked pale as well. Sirius bit his lip as his words of his mother came to him then shrugged
"I'm not stopping you" he said finally, the boy nodded at him, a curious look on his face then glanced round the compartment, placing his stuff above the table. He sat down and took his jacket off. A moment's silence followed as the train came to life beneath then and set off, once they were away from the station the boy spoke.
"I'm James Potter by the way, it's nice to see someone else who looked as lonely as I did, everyone else seemed to know someone and that's the worst thing to happen don't you think?" James gave a nervous laugh causing Sirius to turn from the window again and look at him in faint confusion. What the hell was the boy going on about? He wasn't lonely at all.
"Are you a Pure blood?" he asked bluntly, James looked surprised by the question
"Pure blood?" he repeated then nodded "I am why?" Sirius didn't answer his question instead he introduced himself
"I'm Sirius Black, it's nice to meet you James" If James looked surprised by his question he looked close to fainting now
"Black" he squeaked out, Sirius nodded raising an eyebrow
"As in the colour" he said trying to be helpful. James nodded
"I know but aren't Blacks…" he didn't continue and Sirius let it go, he had no idea what a Black was meant to be. Finally it clicked
"You mean aren't we all meant to be Slytherins and bastards?" he asked curiously, James nodded
"Well…" Sirius considered the question seriously, this boy James was the first on he had met his own age; the people his parents associated with had children who were either older or younger then himself and so not much company. "My Cousin Andromeda she was a Ravenclaw" he said helpfully "she's nice and so is my Uncle Alphard. The rest are…" he trailed off and shrugged "Well you can't choose your family" he said lightly trying to make a joke of it, he just followed his parents views because what else was there to follow? James watched him a long time maintaining eye contact and Sirius was under the impression that he was being judged. Finally James smiled at him
"Sirius Black" he said "You're right, you can't choose your family but my Dad's always saying that that's why we have friends, they're the family we choose" Sirius blinked at that but before he could answer the door opened and a rounded boy stood there. He was smaller then both James and Sirius and decidingly plump like a likable teddy bear. Pale blue eyes looked out from a round face and soft blond hair covered his head. He smiled shyly at the two of them.
"Erm hi, I was wondering whether those two seats are taken?" he asked, his voice matched his appearance, he pointed at the two seat next to the boys, a hopeful look on his face. James shrugged and smiled warmly at him
"No you can sit there" he said pleasantly, the boy nodded his thanks and withdrew his head quickly; the pair of them could hear him calling to someone down the hall.
"Remus I found two seats come up this way" he dragged his trunks in and a holder, which seemed to be holding a cat and collapsed in the chair next to James with a look of exhaustion on his face. "Stupid trunk" he announced with a nervous smile "My Mum probably packed me tons of things I won't need" James laughed at the comment
"My Mum was the same" he admitted then made his voice high pitched in an attempt at mocking his mother "James dear pack another sweater or five, it may be chilly there" Sirius laughed alone with them though he was frowning slightly. His mother wasn't anything like that. James stuck his hand out "James Potter by the way and you are?" the boy glanced down at the hand in surprised and then smiled
"Peter Pettigrew" he announced "People call me Pete though" he pointed at the cat basket "That's my Cat Fluffy, not original I know but…" he trailed off and looked at Sirius, who smiled slightly
"Sirius Black" he said keeping his hands by his side, he saw Peter's eyes widened and sighed, was he going to get this every time someone heard his name? Peter glanced quickly at James before smiling hesitantly at him. He then spoke
"That's Remus Lupin by the way," he pointed to the door as a boy struggled in with a trunk and an owl cage with a gorgeous white owl in it. He shoved them down and looked up. Sirius and James looked at him in interest, feeling more drawn to him then they had done to Peter. He was taller then Peter but still fairly small and skinny. Blond hair was cut in a shaggy fashion and grazed his collar at the back of his shirt; he still had volume to it though. Large Amber gold eyes looked out of a pale tired looking face though there was a flush of colour on the cheekbones from his struggle. He sat down and spoke
"Peter you're a star I couldn't find any other compartment" he glanced shyly at the other two
"Sirius Black" Sirius remarked instantly "And yes I am one of the Blacks" the boy Remus looked confused
"So?" he remarked calmly "It's just a name" he glanced at James who saw the look
"James Potter" he said, "Peter here tells us your Remus Lupin, French by any chance?" A slightly cheeky smile came across Remus's face and he shrugged
"Half French, Half Irish" he admitted "Me Dad's French hence the surname but My Mum's Irish, that's where I live Southern Ireland" he stopped and went quiet, as if he was suddenly aware he had said to much.
"I wondered where the accent came from" James remarked with a laugh of his own. Peter spoke
"You did better then me, I though he was Scottish" Sirius spoke
"How did the two of you meet?" he asked, Remus spoke, he was quietly spoken so they had to strain to hear made all the more difficult by the other boy's thick Irish accent
"We were both trying to get though the barrier," Peter laughed
"Failing miserably, Remus was there before me staring blankly around him while I was too terrified to run through in case it was the wrong one" Remus grinned slightly
"Bloody couple of Prats we looked as well" he admitted, James grinned alone with them, at least there was nice people around, the three in front of him were an example of that.
"So your both pure bloods?" Sirius asked, Peter nodded but Remus shook his head
"No me Dad is a wizard and comes from a family of Wizards and witches and me Mum, she's as Muggle as you make them bless her" James smiled at him but Sirius turned and looked at him funnily. This boy was what his mother had wanted to keep him away from. He seemed fine enough to Sirius. He watched Remus bestow another shy smile at him before turning back to Peter and bit the inside of his mouth. He'd wait a slight bit longer to make his view on things. He had all the time in the world after all, why rush things and have to find another compartment. He glanced up at James who was watching him before looking away. Yeah he decided settling down further. He'd make his mind up later.
First chapter finished, don't ask me why but I just can see Remus being Irish, probably the only one in the world but there's my problem. Sirius doesn't really believe the pure blood thing but he's only 11 and if you've been drilled in it, then it's going to affect you. Please review. Next chapter will be the 4 meeting Hagrid, Lily Evans and the sorting house!