Prologue:
It was the first day of September and many students had rejoined the halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but there were also many new arrivals to its corridors.
The first years stood nervously outside the Great Hall's giant doorway awaiting Professor Flitwick's arrival. He would escort them into the hallway and then their first glimpses of the enchanted ceiling would commence. Some of them passed the time chatting with their new found friends, while others stood quietly in the back and awaited their fate.
There was one boy who seemed quite boisterous in the fact that he would be sorted into Gryffindor, and that was the house to be in. He possessed unruly jet black hair and hazel eyes behind a pair of round-rimmed glasses. He had three other companions with him although they were a lot less verbal with their thoughts on the sorting. One had shaggy black hair framing his face that bore astonishing grey eyes. Another companion of his wore less appealing clothes, and donned shorter brown hair which appealed to his bright blue-green eyes. He seemed uncomfortable with his new friend's higher ego, but for some unknown reason he stood by them instead of shrinking back towards the shadows. The last of their companions was a much shorter and stockier boy. His hair was much lighter than any others, being a dirty blonde, and his eyes were constantly a watery glass colored blue. He seemed quite happy with his new found friends, and watched them like they were glamorous celebrities.
Not to many minutes later the Charms professor returned to escort them into the Great Hall, and the sorting would begin. They all proceeded after him, once the great doors were open, and went into the hall. Professor Flitwick picked up the ragged, old hat, and explained the process of Sorting, "I will call each of you by your last name, you will come forward, I will place the Sorting hat on your head, and it will choose the House you will spend the rest of your years here at Hogwarts in. Remember, the house you get will be your family, and strongest comrades in the years to come."
The boisterous boy from before elbowed his first companion in the side, "Cross your fingers, and hope for Gryffindor," he said. His companion looked down, shuffling his feet. "Good luck."
Professor Flitwick began calling off the names from the list.
"Oh come on now, Sirius." said the first boy. "Just because your family members are all loathsome Slytherin gits does not mean you are. I might not know you very well, but I will not let you let yourself become something just because you think that is where you belong. I can tell you don't want to be a Slytherin in the first place."
Professor Flitwick started to call last names that started in the letter b off of his list.
"Well my moment of truth is coming up," said the one called Sirius.
He started to proceed towards the front of the group of first years facing the sorting hat.
"Black, Sirius." called Professor Flitwick. The whole Slytherin table shifted their attention towards the sorting hat.
Sirius turned back and waved at his friends, smiling before he stepped up to the sorting hat stool. The Slytherins were still watching him intently, but he didn't care. He was going to change his fate.
The hat seemed to take an extra long time deciphering Sirius' house. Especially since all the other Blacks that had been sorted took little to no time. The only other one that took this much time, was Andromeda Black, but she ended up being a Slytherin anyway. The crowd began to grow restless, and impatient. The hall began to fill with quiet conversations, as they awaited the decision.
After several long minutes the hat finally made its conclusion. "GRYFFINDOR!" it called out to the occupants of the Great Hall.
The room became silent in an instant. Even the house elves kitchen ware could be heard coming to a crash. The Slytherin table glared at this strange member of the Black family.
Sirius stood up proudly, and confidently. Not a question in his mind on whether the sorting hat chose correctly or not. He looked down towards where his companion stood, and smiled a simple smile. He looked the same Sirius did. Not a change in his facial expression. He had truly believe Sirius would be placed in the house Sirius truly belonged, and he knew that house to be Gryffindor.
As Sirius made his way to the Gryffindor table, he passed the Slytherins. Each one of them stared at him. One particular house mate of theirs glared at him reproachfully, but the girl sitting next to her smiled approvingly at him.
He nodded toward them. "Sorry Bella," he plainly stated. "Goodbye Dromeda." They both continued to watch him. He glanced back at them one more time, smiling.
Back at the group of unsorted students, James, and his other friends stood awaiting their turns.
"That was nice of you," said a voice from behind James.
He quickly spun around to see who had said it, and found a girl smiling at him. She wore long wavy blonde hair, and chocolate brown eyes.
He grinned back at her. "Aw it was nothing," he shrugged.
"Well I think it was rather sweet," she continued. A pinkish tone began to appear on his cheeks, and he looked at the ground. "Sorry, my name is Ashton Kingsley, and yours?"
She held out her hand to him, and he took it in his grasp, "James Potter." He gestured behind him towards the others, "and these are my friends Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin."
"Hello," Remus and Peter both mumbled in reply.
"Evans, Lily." called Professor Flitwick.
"Hey that's the girl from the train," Remus recalled.
James turned to look at what Remus was looking towards, and his breath caught in his throat. His facial expression began to partake in a rather dreamy state, and he stood and stared at this poor nervous girl.
"You alright?" asked Peter.
"Lily," James breathed. "Lily Evans."
"Yes, that is the girls names," continued Ashton.
"I'm going to marry that one," James said in his dreamy disposition.
"Right," said Remus. "And does she know about this engagement?"
James didn't answer his questions, because his mind was in another place all together. He continued to fixate his whole attention on this one being.
"GRYFFINDOR!" yelled the sorting hat, and the Gryffindor table erupted in cheers for their new classmate.
James came out of his stupor, and focused his attention back on his new group of friends.
"Do i know how to pick 'em or what?" he said, grinning broadly.
"WOW," stated Ashton turning her body the other way, trying to hide her laughter.
Remus grabbed her arm, and grinned at her. "Hope you don't scare that easily," he said.
"No way," she smiled at him, and turned back to their group.
Eventually the whole group of students that awaited the sorting were put into their correct houses, and the hall was commenced in joyous reunions and meetings. The Gryffindor Table held much laughter, and conversations including that of James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and Ashton.
"Glad you made it Ash," said a new voice from behind Ashton's head. She looked up to see her older sister standing behind her. She jumped up and gave her quick hug.
"Anne!" she exclaimed. "You don't know how much I wanted to be in Gryffindor. I'm so happy I made it."
"Oh, I think I have an idea," Anne said. She turned her attention toward the other newcomers sitting with Ashton. "Welcome to the family of Godric Gryffindor. Home of Lion hearted." She grinned at them. "And if I do say so myself. Killers of the Snake. We play a right good game of Quidditch." She continued to grin a them for a few seconds, but then her mood changed. "Oh, I'm sorry," she looked towards Sirius. " I didn't mean to offend you in any way. I'm just a little competitive."
"It's okay," he told her. "I'm sure my family members could care less if I defended them right about now."
"Well, I'm Anne Kingsley. If you need anything, and don't want to ask any of those stuck up little prefects, I'm always available for Ashton or her friends."
Ashton gave her another quick hug before Anne proceeded back towards her end of the table.
"Anne and Ashton Kingsley." whispered James under his breath.
"Excuse me?" asked Ashton.
"Well, I'm pretty sure I've heard the names before. I just don't know were." he continued to ponder the names.
Ashton disregarded this, and started to talk to the others. "How long do you think it is before James finds out he is utterly crazy, and that Lily Evans probably thinks the same?"
"Oh, she already does think that of him," said Remus. "The train ride was quite interesting."
"I'd love to hear more about this," she said.
"I KNOW!" exclaimed James. "You're Mark Kingsley's daughter!"
"THE Mark Kingsley?" asked Peter.
"No way!" stammered Remus.
Ashton sat silently looking around at their shocked faces. She clearly didn't like all the attention.
"Whose Mark Kingsley?" asked Sirius. He glanced at her, and grinned before he looked back at their new shocked faces.
"WHOSE MARK KINGSLEY!" exclaimed James, "for the love of Merlin." James began to shake his head, and stare at the table muttering something inaudible under his breath.
"He's only the only seeker in history to catch the snitch only 2 minutes into the game," said Peter.
Ashton mouthed the words, "Thank you," towards Sirius while the others were not looking. He nodded his head in welcome.
Later, after the beginning of term feast the five new Gryffindors trudged their ways up stairs after the rest of their house, and it's prefects.
"You know what you guys," said Ashton. "I think these next seven years are going to be the ones to remember."
"Agreed," stated Remus.
"These next six years might not, but I know our seventh will," said James. "There will be no rules, and no one can stand in our way."
"That will be the year to remember," said Sirius.
"If you want no rules James, maybe you should wait 'till you get out of Hogwarts," said Remus.
"We got a long road ahead," finished Peter.
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