A/N: I decided to continue this, though I will stop if I notice that nobody is reading. Also, I want the future chapters, starting with this one, to be longer. First one was short because I sort of wanted to explain the main characters in this story, or at least name them. And I must notify you that little Peter Pettigrew is going to be very different from his older version, because I imagine him as a weak person that broke down under all the pressure Voldemort put him under. I hope you understand that, being Griffindor, he could not be that bad since the first year. He changed through the dark times, I think. So, off with the second chapter! Enjoy reading and don't forget to post a review, whether it's good or bad.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything… darn.

Sorting Ceremony

James Potter had always dreamt of Hogwarts. His father and his mother both dearly loved that place, and always smiled when it would cross their minds.

But now, seeing it for real, not just listening about it from their stories, he felt something he didn't feel ever in his life. He could not even name that emotion, but he knew no one could either. Most of all, he felt honoured to be there in that moment.

The great castle was wearing a certain charisma – it looked strong, powerful, ancient and safe. It looked like more than a school. It was a home.

James felt something kicking his ribs and had to stifle a moan. He looked to his right; Sirius Black, with a twinkle in his eyes, was staring at him with a grin.

"Did you ever think it would be this great?", said a voice behind them. Peter was still staring at the castle. Both Sirius and James shook their heads.

"I don't think I've ever seen anything like this.", whispered Remus. He sighed, running his hand through his brown hair.

Sirius snorted. "Doubt you ever will again."

James looked over his shoulder to a boat near from theirs. The little redhead from the train was dreamily studying the castle. James blushed and turned around again.

"Looking for someone, Potter?", Sirius grinned with a knowing spark in his eyes.

"Mind your own business, Black.", James retorted, but in a friendly manner.

On the other side of the lake, Severus broke his gaze from Hogwarts and saw James glancing toward Lily. He clenched his jaw and turned toward the redhead, too.

"That brat is staring at you.", he informed Lily. It took her a few moments to realize he was speaking to her; she was busy looking at Hogwarts in awe.

"What?", she looked disoriented. "Who?"

"That blood traitor Potter.", he spat his name like it was filthy. Lily's eyes turned cold.

Lucy and Mary were nervously glancing at each other, before deciding to pretend they could not hear them. They both returned their gazes to Hogwarts. It was not that hard to ignore the pair; especially with such a magnificent view.

"Sev, I know he's an idiot, but you should not speak about him like that!"

Severus looked down at his feet. "That's what he is. He deserves it."

"Then what do I deserve?"

Severus' gaze bolted up to Lily's face. He had never heard something so cold…

"I – I…"

"You what, Snape? I'm a muggle born. Are you sure you want to stick around me any longer? I'm sure we're close enough to shore. You could jump of the boat and swim to it. You really don't have to stay."

Severus was now angry too. "You're overreacting. I didn't say anything about you! You know I don't care about that stuff! And that what you said was not nice at all!"

Lily looked down to her feet, her emerald eyes glowing.

"Lily? Lils?"

Severus' voice softened. She raised her head and he, with horror, realized the glowing in her eyes were tears.

"I'm sorry, Sev. I shouldn't have said that.", she sniffed. "I'm just s – so scared. When you talk about someone like that… and then, I'm a muggle born… How will everyone act around me? Will they hate me? And am I going to be worse than everyone else in studying?"

She sniffed again and bowed her head, her long red hair covering her face. Severus looked at her with shock. Mary elbowed him and gave him a stern glare. She wanted him to react.

"Lily…", he said, sounding unsure, "You don't have to worry. I – I know you will be the best."

Lily slowly raised her head and smiled at him. No tears on sight. Severus felt like he was in the heaven from that one look.

"Thank you, Sev.", she whispered.

"He's right, you know."

Everyone in the boat turned their heads toward Lucy, who was smiling mischievously. "What? I just happen to know that too… no reason."

Just a little vision about your future, she said in her head, looking at Lily. Redhead looked very confused.

"Uh… thanks, I guess?", she muttered.

"No problem!", Lucy said with a cheer smile on her face. "Look, we're almost there!"

She was pointing at the cave they were heading to. The four of them, and every other first year on that lake, felt a nervous, fastened pound of their hearts. In no less than a few minutes, they would finally be in Hogwarts.

For Lucy, everything since Hagrid's knocking on the giant door to the moment when professor McGonnagal called her name went in a blur.

For someone else, it was a lot different, though.

Peter Pettigrew tried to stay calm. He wasn't doing so well, though. Since professor McGonnagal left them in the room close to the Great Hall, everyone started whispering about the task that would be put in front of them. He did not have anything against a test, or a riddle, but duelling?! He did not read any of the books his mother bought him that summer. Yes, he looked through the Defence Against the Dark Arts, but didn't bother remembering any of the spells he noticed.

He turned to Sirius. "What are they going to do with us?", he asked in a silent voice.

Sirius shrugged. "I heard they make you fight a dragon. Along with everyone else. The last one standing is the wi – "

"Stop scaring him, Black.", said a sharp girl voice. Terrified Peter looked hopefully toward a girl he didn't remember the name of. It was the one sitting in the train with them and that greasy boy.

"They put you under an intelligence test, I assume. And that should not be hard at all."

Peter preferred her answer, and calmed down almost instantly.

"Thanks…", he remembered her name. "Lily."

She smiled and turned toward the greasy boy.

"A dragon?", Peter shook his head with a smile, looking at Sirius. "Are you serious?"

"In fact, I am.", Sirius snickered. "I am Sirius."

"Hilarious.", muttered another girl, pushing past them, stepping in front of Remus.

"Remus, you little, hairy, monster.", she stated calmly. "You promised me something, dumb head."

Remus looked guilty, Sirius noticed, and a little scared.

"Ah… I um, I'm sorry?"

The girl groaned. "Never mind, you… argh!"

She ran back to where she came from.

"If it was me, I'd ran to her.", James said, looking bored. He knew what was the test they were going to be put through, but did not want to tell anyone. Sirius also claimed he knew it, but James had a feeling he didn't. He decided to find out why as soon as he could. The same night if he could. "She's either going to forgive you, or kill you in your sleep. I think it would be the last one."

Remus rolled his eyes. "She'll be angry until we're all sorted. Then she'll be as happy as a… well, nothing can ever get compared to her happiness.", he admitted.

Sirius snickered. "She looks like a lunatic to me."

Remus glared at him. "She's actually the smartest person I know."

"Whatever.", Sirius shrugged. Remus looked like he was about to give him a cold reply when professor McGonnagal marched in again.

"Follow me.", said the witch and walked out again.

"They're staring.", whispered a voice bellow James' ear.

James ran his fingers through his hair, casually looking all around. The Great Hall was magnificent, and James loved it at the first sight. The only thing he didn't like about it were the signs of Slytherin house, who had won the House Cup last year.

Indeed, almost every single head in the Hall was turned towards them.

"Yeah, Peter, this is kind of important for everyone.", James winked. "Enjoy while you can."

Peter made a weird chocking noise. "I just hope I won't trip over something." He mumbled, suggesting to the walk to the chair with Sorting Hat.

Lucy shot them a terrified look. When she turned around to face the Hat again, Sirius leaned over to James. "Told you she's a crazy one!"

Lucy felt her heart race. She almost couldn't hear anything, except when she heard Peter's whisper. "They're staring."

And then she felt like her heart will stop, because it was really overdoing itself.

It took her a few moments to realize someone was holding her hand. She looked up to the person, expecting Mary or at least Lily, but faced – Remus.

She felt warmth inside her. Her friend was back! He was there for her, finally.

And then, something else came to her focus.

"Witsberg, Lucy!"

She dropped Remus' hand. She worked hard on her conscience to stay under her usual looks. She could not transform into something freaky right now.

She sat on the chair, feeling like all the eyes staring at her were burning a hole in her head. And then, McGonnagal placed the Hat on her head, and she was surrounded by blackness.

It felt good.

Sirius felt tension around him, and soon it moved into him, too. He looked at Lucy's pale face – she looked different. Except fear, there was something else he could not quiet place.

Just a second before the Hat covered her eyes, he realized. It was the colour of them. The colour of her usually dark eyes, was now completely black. And it scared the guts out of him. He frantically looked around him, looking for a sign that someone had seen the change in those eyes, too.

No. James was focusing on Dumbledore, examining his white beard and calm face, Peter was looking at the flour, taking deep, calm breaths, Lily was staring at the Hat on Lucy's hat, but Remus…

Their gazes met. Sirius gaped at him. 'You saw', he mouthed.

Remus' eyes widened and he quickly shook his head, mouthing back: 'I'll explain later!'

The both of them broke their gazes just in time to hear the loud cheer:

"GRIFFINDOR!"

Lily felt her heart stop. She was smiling, beaming at Severus, waiting for him to come and sit next to her, when the Hat dropped on his head and shouted almost right away:

"SLYTHERIN!"

Severus gave her a sad look and walked over to his cheering housemates.

"No…", she whispered, turning around in her seat, putting her elbows on the table and her head in her hands, her palms covering her face.

"Lily?", she felt a hand touch her shoulder. "Lily, are you okay?"

She looked up from her hands. It was Peter, the little boy from the train.

At first, she felt it was nice from him to ask that, but then she remembered – he was friends with those brats: Potter and Black.

She shook his hand away, looking down at the flour, muttering: "I'm fine."

She didn't look, but she could feel his insulted gaze on her. She closed her eyes, feeling embarrassed. It was not his fault…

But she could still not make herself apologize to him.

"Lily?", redhead turned herself toward the little girl across the table. Her dark eyes were widened with worry. "Are you alright?"

Lily sadly looked at her and sighed, just when the tables started filling with food. "I just want Sev here."

Lucy bit her lip. She looked over at Remus. She knew just how Lily felt. "I'm sorry. But I think he also wants to be with you. And besides, you can stick with me. I'd love that!"

"Really?", Lily rose up her gaze in doubt.

"Yes!"

Finally, a small smile touched Lily's eyes, and emerald eyes lighted up again. "Thank you."

"Remus, what was that with the freak's eyes?", Sirius frantically hissed to the boy next to him. James gave him a weird look, but didn't bother that much, he just continued swallowing his potato.

"I…", Remus hastily started. He sighed. "Listen, I'm not sure if I should tell you…"

"You must!"

"No, that's not what I meant!", Remus rolled his eyes. "I mean, it's her thing, I think she should tell you. Ask her tonight, or tomorrow. Then you'll know."

And no matter how much Sirius begged, Remus kept his mouth shut that evening.

Lucy walked through the white, glowing snow she could not even feel as such. It was not cold, yet she was wearing only a thin blouse. Her surrounding was all white, like there was some kind of a very strange fog all around her. But even though she could not see anything, she felt like she knew the place.

"You are destined to be here, and you know that very well. I hope that you will live up to expectations, though they are massive."

Lucy flinched hearing the Sorting's Hat voice. Then she realized when she had heard him – not so long ago, just a few hours ago actually…

She started waking up, as the fog was clearing, but also melting into darkness. She felt her heart pound faster and she frantically looked all around herself – she was waiting for something.

Then she, out of nowhere, screamed something and the white place disappeared.

"DAD!"

Lucy woke up covered in sweat.

"What happened?", Lucy flinched. There was no moon that night, but she could still see a dark shadow on the edge of her bed.

"I had a b – bad dream.", Lucy stiffened when a hand touched her own. She let out a shaky breath and pulled up her covers.

"Lucy?", Mary whispered. "Do you want to talk?"

Lucy remained silent, and Mary soon left her side, assuming the young girl had fallen asleep.

But she didn't. And she couldn't fall asleep at all that night. In the morning, when the rest of the girls woke up, she marched to the Great Hall along with them, but decided to stay out of their chats as she was tired as hell. Remus noticed the dark bags under her eyes and furrowed his brows.

Their gazes met and he rose up his eyebrows, and she just sighed. It was enough for him. He sat beside her on the table that morning and she, in a hushed voice, told him all about her dream last night.

"I though you never knew your father…", his face was once again very puzzled.

"Except for the dreams, Rem. He was always in them. In some way.", she sighed again. "Bloody hell, I am so tired!"

"You could sleep in the lunch time. I'll bring you some food. Or better yet, take it now, that's easier. And someone will wake you up in time for the next class."

"Remus, did I ever tell you – you are my hero?"

"No, but I still know it."

Both of them grinned before Remus spoke again, with grin fading on his face.

"Someone will want to talk to you today."

"Who? Why?"

Remus hastily looked at her. "Uh, Black. He saw your eyes changing last night."

Lucy's eyes widened. "Black saw me transforming?!"

Remus nodded. Then a voice spoke behind them, and both of them stiffened.

"So that's what you were doing!"

Lucy turned around and faced a very angry Sirius Black.

A/N: Okay now, if anyone does actually read this, pleasepleaseplease review! I am serious now, I will not go on with the story with no reviews. I feel humiliated. Please?