The Letters:

(A/N This story will be written from different perspectives each chapter. For example, if chapter 2 is written from James's perspective, then the next one will be written from say, Peters perspective. However, this chapter they will all have there own little story, get it? If not PM me/review and ask me to explain it better.)

Sirius Black awoke to his younger brother Regulus jumping on his bed yelling. "Happy birthday! Happy birthday!" Sirius growled, moving some hair out of his eyes. His brother knew he wasn't a morning person, so why was he doing this?

"Alright Reg, I get it! It's my birthday now shut up!" Sirius yelled, loud enough for the whole house to hear.

Regulus got of the bed and pointed to the door, where Sirius's best friend James was standing. "He made me."

"Happy birthday." James smirked, Sirius jumped out of the bed and started chasing James around the house. From the kitchen, where his mother was cooking breakfast, to the washing room, much to the dismay of Kreacher. Granted, James was faster than Sirius, but Sirius had more stamina, and caught up with James in the living room, wrestling him to the floor.

After about 5 minutes of wrestiling, an owl swooped through the window, dropping a letter on Sirius's head. "Mum, letter for you!" Sirius called, bringing the letter into the kitchen.

James grabbed it off Sirius. "Hey what at you doi-?"

James opened and read the letter. "You idiot, this is your Hogwarts letter." James laughed.

"Oh, I knew that!" Said Sirius, in an embarrassed tone, snatching the letter off of James, and reading it himself.

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It was the twenty-seventh of March, 1971, when a 11 year old James Potter was eating his breakfast, suddenly heard an owl outside.

"Mum, Dad, my letters here! My letters here!" He shouted, running to the owl,

and taking the letter out of its mouth.

"Dear, Mr. James Potter." He read aloud. "You have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, term begins first of September..." Said James sadly, he'd have to wait half a year until he got to go. But his smile came back when he remembered how long Sirius had to wait.

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Peter Pettigrew was in the bathroom, brushing his teeth, on the sixth of January, 1971, his father was out getting drunk at the pub, as usual, he sighed getting the money that he steals from his dad every week from under the floorboard to go buy a cupcake, but as he was leaving the house, an owl flew by and dropped something, he went to see what it was.

It looked like some kind of letter, birds don't carry letters he thought to himself, and they are nocturnal. He picked up the letter and read it.

Mr. Peter Pettigrew.

You have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you are confused by this message, we can only assume that you father, Richard Pettigrew hasn't told you about your mother, If this is the case, we will come to pick you up on July twenty-fith, thank you.

Yours sincerely,

Prof Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress.

Is this real he though to himself, was he really going to escape his drunken father at last?

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Remus Lupin was at his parents house, in the woods. He was sitting on his bed, thinking about how much everything got ruined for him, because of his transformations. It was his birthday today, the tenth of March, he had it crossed off of his calendar. But his parents were asleep in the morning, because they have to stay awake most nights, to help him calm down from his nightmares.

He heard a knock on his door and grinned, it was his parents. "Come in." He called, as they walked in with a cake.

"Happy birthday Remus!" They yelled, both giving Remus hugs. "Make a wish!"

Remus brought the candles to his mouth, about to blow them out, I wish... For friends he thought, blowing out the candles.

"And someone got you a present." Said his father, holding out a envelope, who could of sent me a card? Thought Remus, taking the card from his fathers hand and opening it.

Mr. Remus Lupin.

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You're parents and Professor Albus Dumbledore have discussed your condition, and have took measures to prevent you from harming you, or anyone around you.

Yours sincerely,

Prof. Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy HeadMistress.

At this point Remus was in tears of happiness, hugging them, and thanking them.

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