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I have written seven chapters of this story - one for each year at Hogwarts. Enjoy :)

James Potter shifted from one foot to another as he waited in line to get on the train. He shuffled forward and soon enough he was searching for a place to sit. He found an empty compartment near the middle of the train and settled down for the long ride.

A few seconds later, a thin boy with black, scruffy hair tapped on the glass door. He edged it open and asked, "Can I sit with you?" James grinned and nodded, and the stranger grinned back and sat down. "I'm Sirius. Sirius Black."

After about a minute, a boy with crisp clothes and tidy hair tapped on the glass door. "May I sit with you?" He asked politely. Sirius and James, who had decided to be best friends, nodded. "My name is Remus Lupin, by the way. What are your names?"

About five minutes later, a boy with crooked teeth and a twitchy nose rapped on the glass door. "Hey, uh, everywhere else is full. Can I sit in here?" The three boys nodded and the boy smiled. "Thanks. I'm Peter."

The four boys (well, mostly James and Sirius) talked and ate sweets as the Hogwarts Express chugged steadily towards their new school.

When the train finally stopped, the four boys heard a loud voice call out, "Firs' years! Firs' years! Follow me! Come on now, hurry along!"

Soon enough they were all in boats heading towards the giant castle. The boys stared in awe at the place that would be their home for the next seven years. They hardly noticed when the boats suddenly stopped. They only came out of it when the giant man started shouting, "A'right, firs' years! Follow me into the castle!"

They quickly hopped (well, in Peter's case, fell) out of their boat and followed the giant towards the castle. When they got inside, a tall woman with a long black robe and black hair told them to wait.

So they did.

A few minutes later the lady came back and told them that they would now be sorted by the 'Sorting Hat'.

"What's a Sorting Hat?" Sirius mumbled to no-one in particular.

"It's a magic hat that decides which house everyone should be in," Remus answered instantly.

James smirked as all of the first years scuttled into the Great Hall.

And great it was.

After gaping at the four gigantic tables filled with children, the enchanted ceiling that looked like the night sky, and just the incredible size of the Hall, they made it to the very front, where they saw an old scruffy hat sitting on a stool.

One by one, the first years were called up to be sorted. The Sorted Hat would shout out one of four houses - Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin - and the other students in the Hall would clap and cheer. Soon enough, Sirius' name was called. He wouldn't admit it, or show it, but he was nervous. His older cousins were staring at him, willing him to be in Slytherin. Their whole family had been in Slytherin, and they deserved it. But Sirius knew he was very different to the rest of his family, and he was relieved when the Hat immediately shouted, "Gryffindor!"

As Sirius passed them, he gave James and Peter a high-five, but Remus just grinned at him and shook his hand.

Remus was the next of the four to be called up. The Sorting Hat hesitated. He whispered to Remus, "Hmm. You would fit easily into Ravenclaw. And yet... No, not Ravenclaw..." Then the Hat shouted, "Gryffindor!"

Peter went up just before James.

"Hmmm..." whispered the Sorting Hat. "Tricky..."

"Please put me in Gryyfindor," Peter pleaded.

"But you could do well in Slytherin," the Sorting Hat whispered.

"No! Please put me in Gryffindor! Please!" Peter begged.

"I don't know..."

"Please! That's where you put my friends! No-one else even looked at me on the train."

The Sorting Hat sighed before shouting, "Gryffindor!"

The Hall burst into applause as Peter sighed in relief and scuttled over to where Remus and Sirius were waiting to pat him on the back. And when James was also put into Gryffindor, the boys knew that they would be best friends and (well, James and Sirius knew) they would cause mayhem throughout their years at Hogwarts.

After the magnificent feast - which the boys all enjoyed thoroughly - they were sent to their dorms. As they followed the Gryyfindor prefect through the maze of a castle, a small, red-headed girl caught Sirius' eye. He nudged James in the ribs and jerked his thumb towards her. "She's pretty," he said with a sly smirk.

James shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. Sort of."