Hey guys! Welcome to the first chapter of "M.W.P.P."

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Chapter One – The Arrival at Hogwarts

James kissed his parents quick, not able to stop the huge grin that was on his face. He couldn't wait to get onto the train and start meeting new people, and learning magic. Mrs Potter laughed at her son's antics.

"Go on James. Hurry up and get on board, before all the seats are taken up," she laughed, as her son nodded, and pulled his trunk towards the train.

"And don't forget son," Mr Potter shouted as the train door was shut behind him. James turned to look at his father questioningly out of the little window. "If you get sorted into Slytherin, don't come home!" Both father and son began laughing as the train pulled out of the station. James waved to his parents until the train rounded a corner, and they vanished from view. Turning to face the train, he dragged his trunk, in order to try and find a compartment. He passed a compartment filled with giggling girls. He briefly caught a flurry of dark coloured hair, and a girl sitting alone, with pure blonde hair. He passed by, without even stopping. A short while later, he passed a compartment filled with older students, all looking a little nasty and unfriendly, and one more James' age, sitting in a corner, staring out of the window and looking like he would rather be anywhere but there. A few compartments over, he found one with only two people in. A red haired girl, who was talking animatedly, and a dark, greasy-haired boy, not saying much, but hanging on her every word. James knocked lightly on the compartment door, and slid it open.

"Hey … I'm James Potter. Mind if I sit here?" James said cheerfully. The red haired girl turned to look at him, a frown formed on her face.

"That was rather rude you know! I was in the middle of having a conversation, and you just barged in here!" The girl snapped. James raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry … I'll just go ..." He turned and muttered "Crazy red-head" under his breath, only to have the red head scream something at his back. Chuckling to himself, he reached the last compartment on the train, to find two boys sitting there. One was reading a book, with light brown hair, while the other one, looking rather fidgety, had a dark brown shade of hair. James knocked and slid the compartment door open, smiling.

"Sorry to interrupt, but can I sit in here? Everywhere else is packed with people." James was quite confident that he wasn't going to get screamed at for interrupting anything this time, seeing as neither boys had been speaking a word. The boy with the book looked up at James and smiled slightly, almost nervously.

"Yes, of course you can. I'm Remus Lupin, first year."

"And I'm P … Peter Pettigrew … I'm a first year too," the other boy muttered shyly. James grinned and entered the compartment, pushing his trunk onto the over-head racks.

"Nice to meet you. I'm James Potter, also a first year." James grinned, taking a seat next to the Peter. Remus smiled, returning to his book, while James engaged Peter into a conversation. The boy looked relieved at the arrival of James, and he got the impression that Peter hadn't been comfortable just sitting around, while Remus read his book. After about half an hour, Remus put his book away, and joined in with the conversation. James learnt about the others families. Peter was a pureblood, living with his mother and father, and was an only child. Remus was a half-blood, his father being a wizard, while his mother was a muggle. Remus was also an only child. The boys just talked aimlessly, when the conversation turned to what houses they were hoping to be in.

"Well, all my family gets sorted into Gryffindor!" James said proudly. "So I don't wanna disappoint." A grin spread across his face, as Peter marvelled at the boy.

"Wow! You're whole family? That's incredible!"

"I, personally, don't mind which house I get sorted into, just so long as it's not Slytherin," Remus said softly. "I mean have you seen some of the Slytherin's?" He chuckled softly. Peter on the other hand nodded seriously.

"I bumped into a fifth year Slytherin before, and nearly got beaten up! We aren't even at Hogwarts yet," Peter said, miserably.

"Come on Pete, tell us, what house do you want to be sorted into?" James pressed, trying to change the topic for the smaller boy's sake. However, this only seemed to make the boy more miserable.

"Gryffindor, but I'd be lucky to even get into Hufflepuff ..." he muttered. James was just thinking of a way to cheer the boy up, when their compartment door slid open, and there stood a plump looking lady, with a trolley full of food in front of her.

"Anything off the trolley?" She asked, and James sprang into action, buying some of everything to share. By the time the compartment door was closed again, the boys where loaded with sweets.

"James … you really didn't have to buy all of this for us you know," Remus muttered, looking very unsure about James' generosity.

"Nonsense!" James said, grinning. "Anything for my new friends."

'Friends …?' Remus thought. 'I have … friends?' Friendship was a new concept to Remus, who had always been and outcast for being a … well … werewolf. Remus wasn't entirely sure it was wise to even make friends, but he couldn't help but get caught up in the vibes James was giving out.

Once the boys had eaten as much as they could, and shared the remaining sweets out between them, they began a viscous game of exploding snap, which resulted in a few burnt fingers, and Peter getting half of his left eyebrow singed off, much to the other boys' amusement. They didn't realise what time it was, until a prefect came around, telling them that they should probably get changed into their school robes, as they were about half an hour away from the station.

The boys changed quickly, before packing away everything they had gotten out of their trunks. The compartment went quiet after that, all three boys rather nervous, though James appeared more excited than anything, practically bouncing on his seat. When a voice from the speakers announced they would be arriving at the school soon, and to leave their belongings on the train, James jumped up excitedly, scaring Peter, who squealed pathetically.

"Gah! I can't wait! Let's just get there already!" He shouted, much to Remus' amusement. Remus nodded once.

"I must agree with you on that one James. Let us get there and get it over with."

"Err … Remus that isn't quite what I ..." James was cut off when the trained pulled to a halt. "Ready?" He said to the other two boys, who nodded once, and the three of them stood and left their compartment together.

That didn't last, however, because as soon as they stepped onto the platform, they were pushed and shoved in different directions. The platform was pure and utter chaos! People were pushing in one direction, while others were shoving in the other. Suddenly, a large, booming voice shouted;

"Firs' years! Firs' years this way!" A giant shadow of a man loomed over the crowd, swinging a large lantern. On hearing that, James pushed forwards through the crowd towards the man, finding Remus already there and staring up at the man in amazement. James scanned the crowd for people quickly for Peter, seeing him momentarily through the crowd. James dived in, grabbing Peter's arm, who squealed in surprise, while James pulled him towards the giant man.

"Righ' We got ev'ryone? Okay, let's go to the boats then." A clump of first years followed the man away from the rest of the students, who were heading in a different, safer looking direction. Peter muttered something about wanting to go the way the rest of the students were, but James was eager for adventure!

After a few minutes, they came to an opening, where the found a lake, with several boats floating on top.

"Okay firs' years. I'm Hagrid and we're gonna take the boats across the lake. Four t' a boat please." At first, no-one moved, so James stepped forwards first, grinning at his two friends, before climbing into a boat. Remus nodded once at James, before following him, and Peter hurried behind him, not wanting to get into a boat with people he didn't know. The boy he'd seen sitting in the compartment with the nasty looking kids climbed into the boat with them, and James watched as the red-head, and the greasy-head got into a boat with the pure blonde haired girl and another brown haired guy. Hagrid climbed into a boat for himself.

Once everyone was secure in the boats, they lurched forwards, into motion. James then turned to the other boy who had climbed into the boat with them, and smiled.

"Hey, James Potter. Pleased to meet you … er …?"

"Sirius … Sirius Black ..." the dark haired boy muttered, turning to look at the water. Good job too, because when he said his name, Peter looked like he may just wet himself in fear. Remus blinked in mild surprise, but made no other gesture that he knew the name. James, on the other hand, smiled wider.

"Black huh? You not exactly what I'd picture a member of the Black family to look like!" Sirius turned to look at James, a glare on his face.

"And what would you know about Black's Potter!" James just chuckled lightly. "What? What are you laughing at? Ugh, just forget it." And he turned to stare at the water again, not speaking again. Remus shot James a look that clearly said 'That was mean', but James just shrugged, and opened his mouth to speak when Peter cried;

"Woooooow!" The three boys turned their heads to see what Peter was 'wowing' at, and all of their jaws dropped slightly. Hogwarts castle stood tall against the lake, it's windows lit up with a golden colour, that was reflected in the water below it. The castle itself was huge! It towered over the students, and only seemed to increase in size as they got closer to it, until suddenly they passed through a cave, to an underground section. It was practically pitch black, apart from Hagrid's lantern, when suddenly the boats stopped and a large door opened in front of them, blinding the first years as light flooded into the cave. In the doorway, a woman, probably mid-thirties, stood wearing plain black robes and her brown hair pulled back into a tight bun on the top of her head.

"Thank you Hagrid," the woman spoke, as everyone climbed out of the boats. Hagrid nodded to the woman, and entered through the door. "I am Professor McGonagall, deputy head of Hogwarts. If you would kindly follow me." Then, she too, turned and entered through the large doorway, followed by the huddle of students. The teacher lead them into a side room, next to a large set of double doors, in which all of the other students were already seated.

"In a few moments, you will be sorted into your house. Your house will be like your family for the duration of your stay here at Hogwarts. You share a common room and dormitories with other members of your house, good behaviour results in you gaining points for your house, while rule breaking will have points deducted. Please, wait here one moment." Then the McGonagall left the room, leaving the first years to mutter nervously among themselves.

"I heard you have to fight a dragon!" One student near the three friends muttered, sending Peter to begin trembling with fright.

"Don't worry Peter," Remus muttered kindly. "They wouldn't have us do anything life threatening on our first day of school." Peter nodded, but didn't look entirely convinced. A sharp cough gained the students attention, and turning they saw McGonagall standing in the doorway.

"We're ready for you now." Peter shot his two friends a worried glance, only to see James grinning like a madman and Remus looking calm and collected as they were lead out of the side room and into the Great hall next door. As they entered, the room was silent, all eyes on them, and it didn't help the growing nerves. The first years walked silently to the front of the hall, gathering in front of the teacher's table, and more importantly an old brown stool, on which sat an extremely battered looking hat. It was then, that James noted all of the schools eyes were focused on the hat, and a moment later he found out why. The brim of hat opened, and it began to sing, first about the different traits of the four houses, and their founders, and then ended with some stuff on house unity. James wasn't really paying much attention, but was busy looking at Sirius Black, who's gaze kept flicking over to the table of nasty looking kids, then back to the sorting hat.

'He really doesn't want to be put in Slytherin does he,' James thought to himself, as the hall burst into applause. A nudge from Remus, and James also began to clap. Remus shot him a look that almost demanded to know why James hadn't been paying attention, but the messy haired boy just shrugged, and turned to McGonagall, who had moved to stand by the stool and hat, a long piece of parchment in her hands.

"Okay, so when I call your names, please step up and place the sorting hat onto your heads ..." She said, before reading the names out.

"Sirius Black."

A group on the Slytherin table watched intently. The were obviously connected to the young Black in some way. Sirius walked forwards nervously, putting the hat onto his head. He sat there for what seemed like an hour, before the hat finally shouted;

"Gryffindor!"

The hall fell silent, and Sirius looked pale as he pulled the hat off his head, glanced nervously at the Slytherin table, who were stunned, and made his way to sit over at the Gryffindor table. A few names later, McGonagall read the name;

"Sapphire Carling"

Remus noticeably stiffened at the name, watching the girl carefully. It was the blonde girl from earlier. It was only now that James noticed she was wearing a pair of thick black framed glasses. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and she looked incredibly nervous.

"Friend of yours Remus?" James muttered, smirking.

"She's my cousin," Remus replied bluntly. James nodded, his mouth forming an 'O', just as Sapphire was sorted into Gryffindor also. Remus smiled softly. The list went on. The red head from earlier was also sorted into Gryffindor, much to James disappointment, and soon it was Remus' turn. James smiled at him, and Remus nodded once, before stepping up to the stool and placing the hat onto his. The hat was silent, for almost as long as it was for Black, but eventually the hat shouted

"Gryffindor" and when Remus reappeared from under the hat, he almost looked stunned, walking over to the Gryffindor table. A little while later, Peter was called, and her too, much to his relief, was also a Gryffindor. Then, it was James' turn. He walked up to the sorting hat, and placed it on his head, and it almost immediately shouted out Gryffindor. He grinned, before walking, and taking a seat next to Remus. After that, he kind of lost interest, more bothered about when they would be eating, but paid enough attention to know that the greasy dark haired kid, that had been sat with the red head, got sorted into Slytherin, and then he spaced out completely.

It wasn't until, yet again, Remus nudged him, this time hard in the ribs, that James realised the sorting was over, and the headteacher, Albus Dumbledore, had stood up from his seat and started giving out announcements about some rules and stuff, but James didn't really intend to stick to many of these rules, so what was the point in listening? Then, the headmaster said;

"Now, let's eat" and food suddenly appeared on the table in front of him.

"Wow!" Peter said, his face lighting up. James soon got over the shock and began piling his plate up, full of food, his two friends doing the same. They ate happily, not noticing Sirius Black sitting a few people over, and barely touching his food, still in shock at not being sorted into Slytherin, as most Black's before him had. Man, he was going to get a Howler or fifty in the morning, and Sirius was not looking forwards to that.

Once everyone had finished their meal, the food disappeared, only to be replaced by desserts! Peter almost wet himself from excitement, causing his two friends to laugh hysterically at them. Peter blushed darkly, before filling his plate with desserts, and finally, when no-one could eat much more, they began to disperse. The prefects for each house lead the first years towards their common rooms, telling them a little about the castle as they did, and when the Gryffindors reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, their prefect spoke the password, and they entered the common room. The prefect then quickly gave the first years a little speech about the common room, and guided them to their dorm rooms.

James, Remus and Peter sat down in some arm chairs near the fire for a little while, just talking about the year ahead of them and wondering what lessons they would be having tomorrow, before finally deciding that it was time to go up to bed. When they got there, they found five beds, one with the curtains already drawn around, and another had a plump, friendly looking boy sat on it.

"Heya fellas. Name's Frank Lonbottom. Pleased to meet you!" The three boys introduced themselves, before the four got into their pajamas and climbed into bed.

James stared at the closed curatins, knowing that Sirius Black was behind them, and wondered how he was feeling.

'Have to ask him in the morning …' James thought sleepily, drawing the curtains around his bed and blowing the candle out on his beside table, before lying down. 'This year's going to be great! I just know it!' Then, he fell asleep.

Okay guys, so this is the first chapter. Hope you all enjoyed it! So, there's going to be a couple of chapters based around their first year, then the next few years will probably skip by rather fast, before focusing on their later years in Hogwarts.

This fanfic will be going all the way up until Sirius gets arrested after the 'duel' with Peter. =D

So, don't forget to review please!