So I'm addicted to posting on here at the moment. I was tempted to post this last night, but I need to pace myself or I'll not be able to post for a while as I won't be able to keep up. (I'm only a chapter ahead of you all, though I have two or three scenes in the future written already xD)

So I hope you enjoy this, and as always, I'd love some constructive criticism.


"What house do you think you'll be in Remus?" Sirius whispered, as they tried to push through the swarm of students, arms still linked.

"I don't know, I doubt I'll be Slytherin, I'm not very cunning and I'm probably not very brave..." Remus trailed off.

"That leaves Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. You seem like a Ravenclaw to me," Sirius said, smiling.

Remus half-heartedly smiled back, "What about you?"

"Well everyone in my family has been Slytherin, but I really don't want to go there. I'd like to be in Gryffindor, as I think that's where James is going to end up, and I'd like a friend in my house. I'm probably not clever enough for Ravenclaw though and I don't think I'd make a good Hufflepuff."

Sirius seemed to have far more to say than Remus, though Remus was grateful, it meant that he didn't need to say as much.

As they walked under a floating lantern, Sirius glanced at Remus and noticed the scars on his face for the first time.

"Remus, how did you get those scars?" he asked, though he knew he shouldn't be so upfront about it.

"An animal came into the garden when I was little and I tried to make friends with it," Remus replied simply, shrugging as if to say it was no big deal. Sirius didn't reply.

Remus remained silent until they joined the other two boys, beside the giant man who introduced himself as Hagrid, the school's groundskeeper. Soon other first years joined the group, each looking extremely nervous. Many were shaking and silent, but a few managed to control themselves enough to look like they were unfazed by the situation.

Hagrid led the way to a small group of boats by the shore and told them to get into groups of four. The four boys stayed together, before clambering into a boat. James and Sirius found great amusement in rocking the boat from side to side, terrifying poor Peter. Both boys laughed, but then James apologised as he noticed the pudgy boy going slightly green.

Once all of the first years were in a boat, Hagrid clambered loudly into his own boat before they began to sail. For a moment many of the first years marvelled at how the boats could move on their own, especially the muggleborns, who hadn't been exposed to a lot of magic quite yet.

The excitement over the boats was soon forgotten though when they turned past the hill which had been obscuring their view of the grand castle. Its' ancient stone walls were illuminated by the soft glow of candlelight emitting from the window and its' towers and turrets spiralled high, frequently becoming lost in the darkness. A collective gasp came from all of the first years, regardless of whether they had magical heritage or not.

"My parents always told me that the castle was amazing, but you have to see it for yourself to realise. It's just...wow," James whispered.

None of the others reacted; they were all too immersed in the beauty of their home for the next seven years.

The time on the boats flew in quickly and soon all of the students were stepping onto a dimly lit underground shore. Hagrid waved his lantern, the light catching in many a first year's eye and called for them to follow him.

Their footsteps echoed around the dark cavern, no one talking. Each student was worried about their sorting, now only moments away.

Remus began to panic about being put in Slytherin, then a worse though occurred to him. What if the sorting hat says that he can't be sorted as he isn't a true wizard? Could he take being so close to an education, a chance at a normal life only to have it taken from him?

The other three boys looked equally as nervous, though for slightly different reasons to Remus. Sirius was staring at his hands, not watching where he was going, James was running his hand through his unkempt hair while trying his best to steer Sirius in the right direction and Peter was bobbing up and down, his face pale.

Remus took a lock of his own sandy hair and began to twiddle it between his thumbs. It had been a habit since he was bitten; a way to remind himself that he was in fact human. Knowing that his hair was the same as it was before reassured Remus, he knew that he was still the person he used to be, although he still couldn't expose people to himself.

While Remus had been lost in his thoughts the group had reached a large staircase. At the top stood a straight-faced women who bore square spectacles and had her brown hair tied up in a bun.

"Thank you Rubeus," she said, her lips moving quickly, "First years, please follow me."

The group waddled forward, each looking even more terrified than they had previously.

"As you are likely to know, our school is split into four houses - Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Each house has good qualities and you should be proud to be a member of that house. While at school your house will be like your family - you will earn points by endeavouring and lose points for any rule breaking." She eyed the group of first years suspiciously, as if trying to pick out the likely troublemakers. Her eyes seemed to linger on the group of four boys before moving on swiftly.

"My name is Professor McGonagall, and I am head of Gryffindor house, you should know. Now, please get into pairs and form a line."

Sirius slid into the position on James' right, so Remus moved next to Peter and in front of the other two. Several rows ahead were the redheaded girl Lily Evans and her friend Severus Snape. On seeing Remus, she smiled at him before quickly turning back to facing the front.

"If you'll please follow me," Professor McGonagall announced before swinging open the huge wooden doors that split them from the Great Hall of Hogwarts. She strode in, the line of first years ambling in behind her.


I hope you all enjoyed this, though admittedly it was pretty dull. I promise I'll try to make some more exciting things happen in the future.

Much love.