Sirius

My family and I had finally reached King's Cross Station. There were people running around everywhere in the station, dragging their trunks along with them. There was train whistles blowing, people talking all at once, and children screaming and crying. The Black family stood out significantly. My mother and father stood with straight faces and perfect posture. If they talked they spoke quietly unlike the people surrounding them who spoke rather loudly to the point of almost being obnoxious. My brother, Regulas, and I acted similarly to my parents, far different from the children our age running around the station and laughing loudly. I looked at the kids around imagining what my parents would do if I ever acted in that manor. They would say I was a disgrace and treat me like a disgusting creature that they would have unwillingly needed to care for.

"Sirius!" My mother said tapping my shoulder, snapping me out of my thoughts. "You are to go first onto that platform." she was pointing at a solid brick wall between two platforms numbered nine and ten. I got a tighter grip on my cart as I ran straight towards the solid brick wall.

I blinked and the next moment the air was filled with the same loud voices but was now mixed with the screeching of owls and meows of cats. The Hogwarts Express stood out boldly with its bright red color trimmed with a shiny black lining. Smoke lightly exited out of the top of the train as it sat there waiting to be filled with Hogwarts students.

Regulas came running onto the platform right behind me. He seemed to be mesmerized by the sight as well. None of the other platforms at the train station had a train as grand as the one in front of us. There were also a variety of magical pets scattered around the platform all doing different interesting things.

Mother and father arrived on the platform soon after Regulas. They strode forward and signaling for Regulas and I to follow. We got close to the train when my father asked for a word with me. That could not be good. My father would rarely talk to us, Regulas or myself, in private unless we were in some kind of trouble. I followed him to the only deserted spot on the platform which was a small, dingy corner.

"Sirius," my father said harshly, his face dead serious. "From the moment you get on this train to when you leave Hogwarts for the summer, you are representing our family. Any wrong move you make or stupid decision will be held against you," my father was now poking his finger hard into my chest as if to prove how much any wrong thing I did would effect the family and myself. My father continued. "If I find out about any wrong doings or foolish games that you participate in mark my words, you will be punished once you arrive back home. Do you understand Sirius?" my father had a hard look in his eyes and looked more intimidating than I had ever seen him.

"Yes father," I answered, staring at the ground to avoid his hard gaze.

"You better," he spat and started leading me back to my mother and Regulas.

"Bye Sirius," said Regulas, looking a bit down.

"Bye Reg," I said. "Don't worry, you'll be going to Hogwarts with me before you know it. I promise," I smiled at him and he gave a sort of forced smile back.

"Goodbye Sirius. Do not disappoint me," my mother warned.

"Goodbye mother. I will do my best to keep up the family name," I assured her although I did not actually think I would. I was not going to spend my whole time at Hogwarts without breaking at least some of the rules. That was just impossible.

My father gave me a curt nod as a goodbye, apparently he already said all he needed to say to me earlier. I nodded back and lifted my trunk onto the train waving a last goodbye, mostly to Regulas who gave a small wave back.

The train was packed. The compartments were jam-packed with students. The whole front of the train was full. I passed the middle of the train with the same results. Finally I find one compartment in the back of the train with only three students in it. They all looked about my age maybe a year or two older.

I stepped inside and said, "Mind if I sit. Everywhere else is full."

"Of course you can not sit with us," said a boy with messy black hair and square glasses. "Only first years of the highest honor can have the privilege of sitting with the incredible James," he said puffing out his chest and making himself look grand and important.

"Well I am very honorable," I said, making myself look just as grand. "Therefore I believe I may sit here," I started to push my way through and sat next to a rather small boy that looked pale and a bit sick with a few bandages scattered around his body. He made room for me and put his head down shyly.

"Don't worry I don't bite," I said to him. "Hard," I smiled and at and then laughed. "Just kidding," I said because he still looked nervous.

"I'm James," said the boy with the messy black hair. "What's your name new almighty member of our compartment."

"Sirius but I prefer to be called master Sirius," I replied, smiling at James who was smiling back.

"Well I hope you don't mind being called just Sirius too much 'cause the only master here is me," said James.

"This might be a problem," I said jokingly. "I'm so used to people treating me like a king. I don't know if this is going to work."

"I'm sure we can get you used to being treated like everyone else," said James smiling. "Oh, this is Peter," he said pointing to a plump boy with watery blue eyes and a kind face he waved and I waved back. "And this," he said pointing to the small bandaged boy beside me, "is Remus."

"Hi," said Remus quietly, still barely looking up.

"He's a bit quiet," said James.

"That's alright!" I said. "I'm loud enough for the both of us."

We all laughed, and even Remus gave a small smile.

We all talked about random things until seemingly forever, the train came to a stop and people started to gather their things and get off the train. We finally arrived at Hogwarts.

I couldn't wait to start my first term at Hogwarts and I had already made a fair amount of friends on the train. I could tell that life at Hogwarts would be like something out of a storybook. There were no parents that would boss me around , although I knew they would somehow still keep an eye on whatever I did and the teachers would only discipline us during classes for the most part. It would be incredible to have that much freedom.

Some of the students weren't thinking that way though. Some were shaking and biting their nails staring wide-eyed at the magnificent castle. Most of the nervous kids were probably muggle-borns and knew nothing of magic.

The first thing I noticed when I stepped off of the train, after the castle of course, was the large silhouette of a man who was at least ten times the size of myself. He was holding a lantern that left a creepy glow on his hairy face as a friendly smile stretched across his face. Then he started bellowing in a deep, booming voice, "Firs' years over here! Firs' years gather 'round me!"

James, Remus, Peter, and I made our way toward the huge figure along with the other startled looking first years. After a few moments the train was empty and all of the first years had gathered around the giant with the lantern.

"Alrigh' then." said the man, beaming at the students standing around him, some cowering toward the back and others goggling at him with interest. "My name is Hagrid by the way," he continued, "Welcome to Hogwarts! If you'll jus' follow me now an' I'll show you the boats!" said Hagrid kindly as he started to lead the students to the boats.

After a short distance, a large lake appeared with a few dozen small boats waiting to be filled with students. Hagrid announced that there was allowed to be a maximum of four to a boat.

I turned to Peter James and Remus and asked if they wanted to sit together. They all agreed and we all got in the boat, Peter falling a few times but managing to get in with only a bruise and a small cut. Hagrid had a boat to himself considering his larger size and the boats started rowing themselves across the large stretch of water.

In about ten minutes we were only a few yards away from Hogwarts. The students left their boats, staring amazed at the school as we all walked up the path to Hogwarts. We were halted at the huge entrance door by an elderly woman. She had light gray hair put in a tight bun and a look on her face that was kind but strict, quite unlike Hagrid's face that looked much more carefree.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," she announced in a welcoming voice. "I am Professor McGonagall. Here at Hogwarts, you will be sorted into one of the four houses here at our school. The houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin." There was a small murmur amongst the crowd about what house they wanted to be in and what house their parents were in. Professor McGonagall silenced everyone with a single look and continued. "The house you are sorted into will be somewhat like your family here at school. You will remain in your house for your entire school career although inter-house communication is encouraged for you all. Now, if you will wait a moment while we prepare for you," and Professor McGonagall left with a flourish through the huge double-doors that led into the castle that so many students wanted to see.

Talking broke out the instant the elderly professor left.

"What house do you think you'll be in?" asked a blonde boy.

"Ravenclaw is by far the best house of them all," said one dark haired girl.

"My parents were both in Gryffindor. I hope to keep up the chain of Gryffindors in my family," said a red-haired boy.

"I can't wait to see the castle!" said Sirius excitedly.

Neither can I," I said. "My dad told me there were ghost in there.

"I heard the staircases move!" said Peter excitedly.

"Maybe there's a teacher that's a troll," said Sirius.

"Or a centaur," I said.

"Or maybe a goblin," said Peter.

Remus sat there quietly, staring at the ground. I felt bad for him but I didn't really know what to say to him. Maybe he was just tired, he looked it. He'd probably talk more tomorrow.

"So what house do you three want to be in?" I asked.

"Gryffindor for sure," said James. "It's by far the best house in this school and well lets face it, I would make a perfect Gryffindor right?"

"Of course James," I answered. "I think I would like to be in Gryffindor as well," I said. My parents had always said negative things about the people in Gryffindor but it seemed like a great house and the people in it seemed decent. In plus, being in the same house as James would be cool too. We were becoming pretty good friends.

"I guess I would like Gryffindor too," said Peter. "It would be cool if the four of us all got in the same has wouldn't it?" Peter said excitedly.

"Yeah," we all agreed.

"What about you Remus?" asked James. "What house do you want to be in?"

"I don't really know," said Remus in a barely audible voice. "All of the houses seem nice."

"Except for Slytherin of course," said James. I was not used to that. Hatred against Slytherins? I kept my mouth shut though because the Professor McGonagall was back and everyone was now silent.

"We are ready for you," she said and she lead us through the grand double-doors into the castle. Behind the door were five large tables. Four of them James guessed were the house tables. The one up front must have been the staff table which was slightly raised above the rest on a platform. Students were whispering and pointing at random things around the room. The ceiling matched the sky outside exactly which was dark and filled with storm clouds. We all stopped in front of the platform as Professor McGonagall stepped onto it and placed an old three-legged stool beside her. She next placed an ancient looking hat onto the stool that had a large rip that somewhat resembled a mouth through the middle of it. The tear in the hat started to sing, much to most of the first years surprise. It sang a song of welcoming and fell silent.

Professor McGonagall picked up a long piece of parchment and said, "When I call your name, you will step up and sit on the stool and put wait to be seated in the appropriate house. I ask you to be patient and quiet while students are being sorted," she was now speaking to everyone in the room, not just the first years. "Am I understood?" she asked.

A mumble of "Yes Professor McGongall." sounded through the room.

"Very well," she said. "We will start with Aarons, Amos." And the sorting officially began.

It seemed like forever until she called my name. Every time I thought I was next, she'd call someone else up.

"Black, Sirius." Professor McGonagall announced, scanning the crowd for the person she called.

I strode up to the shabby looking stool. The hat was placed on my head and slid slightly over my eyes like it did for so many other students. It then it started to speak.

"Ah, part of the Black family I see. That family had generations of Slytherins. But I see something different in you. Something the rest of your family has not had." the hat said.

"Really?" I said in my head back to the hat. "What's different about me?" Although I might have usually seemed proud, I never thought that hat would tell me I could possibly have something my family did not. My family had everything.

"You are different from them Sirius. Much different. I just can't quite explain how. There's just something there that makes me believe you belong in a different house."

That was shocking. I thought I was going to be in Slytherin for sure.

"Yes, yes. I think I know where I should put you." suddenly, the hat was no longer just talking to me. He was talking out loud for everyone to hear. "Better be GRYFFINDOR!"

The Gryffindor table clapped as a huge grin spread across my face and I walked over to join them. Now I just had to hope that at least one of my friends from the train would join me. I started talking to a boy named Leon beside me as more and more students got started. Soon enough I heard Professor McGonagall call "Lupin, Remus" and the small boy walked up to the stool, visibly shaking. I couldn't wait to see where he was sorted.

So what did you guys think? I combined the first chapter with the second one just because I think the story flows better this way. Please tell me what you guys think, good or bad, because that's how I improve my writing and ideas. Also, let me know what you think of the extended point of view. I will do this from now on with all of the characters if you guys like it better. Thanks for reading!

-RaRnRn