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Thanks to all the reviewers. You guys are the best! This chapter is dedicated to Percy Potter Fan, Rue Her Death and Roxie i do byte. Percy Potter Fan here is your soy sauce, as well as wheat thins and orange juice.

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The boy in green stood up, stuck out his hand and said "Hi, I'm Sirius Black" The boy next to him did the same. "Remus Lupin" and smiled shyly then the boy across from him said "James Potter, nice to meet you."

Chapter 2: Strange Food Obsessions

"Nice to meet you Sirius, Remus, James." Said Fred as they settled down next to James. They looked at each other; the boy's names seemed oddly familiar. Like they had heard those names in another time or place and they just could not remember why it was important. It was extremely frustrating, but they both shook off their frustration as James asked the twins "So, do you know what house you want to be in?"

They had been thinking about this question from the moment they got their letters. "Oh definitely, Gryffindor, our family has been in Gryffindor for years." said Fred "Anyway, our hair is the right color for Gryffindor and we would rather not turn our hair blue or yellow, and in no way are we turning it green." joked George

Sirius and James laughed, while Remus looked up from the book he had stuffed his nose in to smile at them before once again stuffing his nose in the book.

"What about you Remus? Going to turn your hair Ravenclaw blue? You are already acting like one." Fred teased lightly.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, houses. I don't really care what houses I'm in. I'm just glad that I get to go." Remus' voice was muffled; he hadn't even looked up this time from his book.

"Are you muggle born Remus?" asked George He was trying to figure out why Remus wouldn't be allowed to go.

"What? No. Definitely not." Remus said and then whispered "I would probably not here if I was. I wouldn't be this awful beast." Fred and George had a feeling that this little comment was not for anyone ears but Remus'.

"Wait. How can you NOT care what house you are in?!" exclaimed Sirius and James at the same time.

"Hey speaking in sync id our thing, not yours." Joked Fred and George at the same time.

"What?" asked Sirius and then shook his head and turned to Remus, to tell him exactly why he should care what house he will be in.

"Remus, the house literally defines what your personality is. If you are in Gryffindor that means you are brave, loyal and all together awesome. If you are in Ravenclaw, you are studious and always thirsting for knowledge and pretty much a geek." said James.

Then Sirius jumped in. "If you are in Hufflepuff, you are pretty much a duffer. And, God forbid because I actually like you, you are Slytherin, which pretty means you are a death eater in training and just plain dark." Sirius was standing now, looking furiously at Remus.

"Ok, fine, don't get so worked up about this stuff. Um, Gryffindor, I guess." Remus looked confused "Why are you so worked up any way?" he asked.

"Well, my family is the Blacks. They have been in Slytherin for centuries and everybody expects me to be in Slytherin and become a perfect copy of my father." Sirius said, sitting slowly back down.

Suddenly a scene hit the twins. It was a man, tall, malnourished, and gaunt, who looked remarkably like Sirius, but older, next to him was a 15 year old, who was the spitting image of James, as you would imagine him in a few years. They were looking at a wall with a huge tapestry of a family tree. Some of the faces where burnt out, while others were not.

Then, just as suddenly, they were back and listening to Sirius. They looked at each other. What the hell was that about?

"The problem is that I hate, hate, hate my family, their ideas and who they follow. They are pureblood and are the sorts who hate Muggleborns. I will not be a stupid Slytherin, I will not be a death eater and I won't be Dark!" Sirius was yelling now, breathing heavily and now glaring out the window, as if his family was out there.

There was a bit of an awkward silence until James said. "I'm hungry, want Wheat Thins anyone?"

James pulled from his bag a yellow box that said Wheat Thins. "They're great! They're these great muggle snacks. I found out about them when." and James continued to weave a tale in which he had to fight off a troll, almost hit a helicopter while on his broom and then ended where he tasted Wheat Thins and decided they were God's gift to earth.

James story had them laughing so hard that they forgot about Sirius' outburst. After James had finished his story and was munching happily away at his Wheat Thins, the twins told a story about one of the pranks that they pulled on Charlie. They had turned his clothing bright yellow with pink spots.

The story telling continued and they soon where good friends and there where very close to Hogwarts and a prefect told them that should get changed.

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"I can't wait to get there." Sirius was jumping up and down in his seat with excitement. James had a grin that just continued to get bigger and bigger until the twins thought that it was miracle that it didn't fall off. Remus still had his nose stuck in his book. It had turned out to be Hogwarts; A History by Chroniculus Punnet. Remus had been looking up every thing he could on Hogwarts to sooth his nerves.

As soon as the train stopped, Sirius jumped up and started heading out, only remembering last second, to wait for his friends.

Soon they were on the platform and looking around, wondering what to do. They didn't know if they should follow the rest of the students because Remus had said that the first years come in differently than the rest of the student body.

Just as they decided that should follow the older student's example, a voice boomed "First years, this way first year." They look to see a huge man with hair that covered most of his face and the coat he was wearing seemed made up of pockets that bulged in strange ways.

"Come on first years, we are going this way." His voice sounded like rough gravel would sound like if it could talk. Though a bit intimidating, his voice also seemed kind. "Hello first years, my name is Rebeus Hagrid, keeper of Keys at Hogwarts. Come with me." He smiled and led them down to a lake where there were countless boats.

"Only four to a boat, only four." Hagrid said as Remus, James, Sirius, Fred and George tried to get in the same boat. They twins went to sit somewhere else with the promise that they would see them soon. When the twins left, a rattish looking boy took their spot and introduced himself as Peter Pettigrew.

The twins shared a boat with 2 girls. One who had a shock of red hair, just like the twins and introduced her self as Lilly Evans. The girl sitting next to her was Alice Fraser. (A/N Do they ever mention Alice Longbottom's maiden name? If you know her maiden name, tell me and I will change her name to the correct one, but for now her last name is Fraser.) Alice had brown hair and brown eyes; she seemed to have happiness about her that nothing seemed to burst.

Though the twins had that same weird feeling they had when they met Sirius, James and Remus, they talked and joked with the girls. They were having so much fun, that they almost missed their first view of the castle.

It was beautiful; the castle was framed by millions of stars, all around it. The lake was black as the sky and reflected the amazing night sky. Combined the castle and its surroundings were breath taking.

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Soon they were standing in front the Great Hall doors waiting to be let in. The twins met back up with James, Remus and Sirius. The twins introduced them to Alice and Lilly. They in return, introduced them to Peter Pettigrew, who both Fred and George got a nasty feeling about and from the looks on their new friends' faces, they didn't like him either.

They wide doors flew open and they walked into the Great Hall looking at the awe inspiring ceiling. Millions of candles floated above them burning. Fred and George wondered if the wax ever dripped on someone.

They walked into the front of the hall, with all the older students' eyes upon them. In the front of the hall the sorting hat sat in the front of the hall. It opened its brim mouth and sang a strange song about the houses and its purpose.

Then Professor McGonagall, the Head of Gryffindor House, Transfiguration teacher and Deputy Headmistress stepped up to call the order they were to wear the hat.

"Annear, Paul" she called out. A nervous looking boy with large glasses that made him look like an owl walked up and put on the hat. A second later the hat called out "RAVENCLAW" The boy shakily walked to the Ravenclaw, who was cheering enthusiastically.

"Akonac, Josephine" Was the next name McGonagall called. She was blond, blue eyed and very friendly. The hat barely touched her head before it called out "HUFFLEPUFF"

"Barkus, Jane" A black haired girl with a dreamy look in her eyes was sorted into Hufflepuff.

"Black, Sirius" Sirius smiled nervously at his friends before he walked up. The he put the Sorting Hat upon his head. A minute had passed before the hat had said anything, then it yelled "GRYFFINDOR" there was silence.

A Black, a BLACK? Had been sorted into Gryffindor? No the Sorting Hat had to be wrong.

Then a scream ripped through the hall. "WHAT?! He's a what?! No! He is suppose to be in Slytherin! The hat is wrong, he's a Slytherin!" Everyone looked to see Narcissa Black, standing pointing at Sirius. The rest of her family was standing around her looking daggers at Sirius, the Sorting Hat and Dumbledore.

Dumbledore rose, looked at Narcissa and her family and simply said "Narcissa Black and the rest of the Blacks please sit down." Then he looked at Sirius and said "Please go and sit at the Gryffindor table Mr. Black." and sat back down. There was a few scattered claps as her sat down dazedly at the table.

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The rest of the Sorting had gone with out a hitch. James, Remus, the twins, Alice and Lilly were sorted into Gryffindor. Peter Pettigrew had been sorted into Slytherin along with a greasy boy who McGonagall called as "Prince-Snape, Severus"

Now that the sorting was done Dumbledore said a few words "Fuzzle wuzzle, moopiss, wane art, and foozle." Then he smiled and sat down, turning to talk Professor McGonagall. As he sat down the long tables were suddenly under massive amounts of food. The students cheered and go right to eating and catching up.

When Sirius saw what filled the huge platter in front of him, he crowed. It was pot stickers, a platter of nothing but pot stickers sitting right in front of him. Little did any of Sirius' new friends know but Sirius was obsessed with pot stickers. Sirius wasted no time filling his plates with mountains of the stuff. Right before he was going to take a bit of the delectable steamed dumpling, he realized there was something missing. "Now where is that bottle?" Sirius muttered to himself, searching through his robes. "Ah ha, here it is!" He pulled a small bottle of soy sauce out from one of his pockets. He reverently poured a small pool of the sauce on to his plate. He was eating his third or fourth pot sticker when he finally saw that his new friends were laughing.

"What's so funny?" Sirius asked confused.

"I guess you like pot stickers." gasped James. "Yeah, I get that it's sort of funny but why are you guys laughing?" He glared at the twins

"You keep (gasp)" that was all Fred managed to say before he started laughing again." A bottle of soy sauce in your robes?" Finished George for his brother before joining him in laughing.

Sirius turned bright red. He muttered something that sounded like "You don't ever know when you are going to need some."

After the laughing had calmed down, George said, wiped the tears from his eyes. "It's ok Sirius, Fred and I am orange juiceaholics."

"What?" said Fred who hadn't been paying attention to them but the more important thing here, his food. "Where's the orange juice?"

"See what I mean?" George said laughing. It was nice to laugh again, thought George. We haven't done it for so long. Where did that thought come from? We have been laughing for a long time. Fred and I haven't ever gone longer than a week with out laughing.

George shrugged and finished his meals. He couldn't wait for classes to begin.