Thanks so much for all your reviews! So sorry I Haven't updated sooner.
So before you read, I would like to say that Professor Trelawney doesn't get put on probation, but Firenze was banished from his herd for being too kind to humans. He is not in this chapter, but may come in later
I hope you enjoy!

James rubbed his eyes, and sat up, yawning. It took a few seconds for him to remember where he was. His eyes wandered to the boys in the dormitory he didn't know, searching for the one that could be Harry.
No-one in the dormitory resembled him, however. There was an empty bed a few spaces across from him, though. The covers had been thrown back roughly. He assumed Harry had temporarily gone somewhere.
He was about to lean over and wake up Sirius, when a red haired boy yawned and awoke on the other side of the room. He stared at James for a few seconds, and James momentarily though he had been recognized. Then the boy gave him a small smile.
"Hi. I'm Ron. You must be one of the new students Akyra told us about last night, right?"
James nodded. "Jarred. Jared... Smith. These are my friends" He gestured to Sirius, Remus and Peter, the latter of the two snoozing lightly while Sirius snored loudly.
"Solomon Whansky" James gestured to Sirius, congratulating himself on his wittiness. "Rupert Hedgeock He gestured to Remus, complementing himself on the last name again. "And Patrick Donnings" He thought Peter deserved a semi-decent name, at least.
Ron sniggered slightly. "Solomon?" He commented, looking amused.
James sniggered. "I know. Imagine what it's like to have a best friend called Solomon"
Ron scoffed. "Imagine what it's like to have a friend called Akyra"
James was about to add a middle name to Sirius' already unusual title, when the dormitory door opened, and in walked a fifteen year old boy who was the spitting image of James. James almost fell off his bed at the sight of him. If he would have been looking at Ron, James would have noticed him rolling his eyes.
"Morning, Harry. Where have you been?" Ron asked.
Harry's eyes wandered over the sleeping figures of everyone, and then landed on James. As those bright green eyes examined him, James felt a sudden jolt, and was immediately reminded of Lily.
"Owlery" Harry replied. Ron's eyes widened slightly with understanding, and he nodded. James felt there was something we was missing, but decided not to press it.
"Are you Harry? Harry Potter?" The words were out of James'mouth before he could stop himself. He felt annoyed with himself. Now he was going to have to come up with a story as to how he already knew his son's name.
Most unusually, however, Neither Harry or Ron questioned him about how he knew this. James' suspicions were rising.
"I'm Jared Smith" James informed. "These are - "
James was interrupted by the door flinging open, causing everyone who was awake to jump with a start. Akyra barged into the room, looking slightly agitated. Ron, who was only wearing boxer-short-underwear, screamed slightly and yanked his doona over his head, so it was covering his whole body. James distinctly heard a muffled protest of "Bloody Hell Akyra! ever heard of knocking!'
"Lucky. You got to sleep in" Akyra stated bitterly.
"Did Hermione wake you with the cold water again?" Harry asked.
"Yes. AND she threw a book at me as well. Oh, by the way, 9:15. Classes start in fifteen minutes and - "
"FIFTEEN MINUTES!" Ron leapt out of bed, (Akyra sniggered at the sight of him in his undergarments and exited the dormitory, still snickering) and frantically started pulling on his Hogwarts robes. James proceeded to wake his friends.
"Oi! Solomon! SOLOMON!" He shook Sirius rather violently until his eyes opened ( And continued for a little while just to annoy him) and swore at him for waking him up.
"Well, Solomon... I thought you'd be thanking me - we have fifteen minutes to get ready"
The next five minutes were frantic - everyone was trying to get ready at the same time, Sirius, Remus and Peter either ogling at how much Harry looked like his father, or muttering death threats under their breaths to James, who noticed that the threats tended to get more violent and gruesome as they went.
After hasty and informal introductions, everyone eventually left in a hurry to fit in breakfast. Breakfast was a rushed and silent process on that particular Monday, and the great hall rang with an unusual silence, as mostly everyone had already left for class. Harry, Ron, James and Akyra managed a few slices of toast. No-one knew how Remus, Peter and Sirius did it, but they had had second helpings of almost everything there.
Remus didn't normally eat in large portions, but Sirius suspected it was because that time of month had recently passed.
A horrific thought awakened Sirius like a violent wave of ice-cold water.
He caught James eye, and mouthed a few carefully chosen words at him. James tilted his head in confusion, and was then uprooted from his spot by Remus.
"come on, come on, come on, we're already late for class" Remus muttered more to himself than anyone else, checking his watch.
They arrived for History of magic just in time. They walked in the door the same time Professor Binns came floating through the blackboard.
Since all the good spots up the back were currently occupied, the group of seven were scattered in various seats throughout the classroom.
"You sit next to Harry" James whispered to Remus. When Remus opened his mouth to protest, James just shook his head. "You're the most sensible and will go about it the best" He added in a hushed voice before taking his seat between Sirius and Peter. Remus turned to the vacant seat on the other side of Harry.
"May I sit here?" He asked Harry.
"Of course" Harry replied politely, which was, in Remus'opinion, quite surprising seeing as his father (while being a great friend) wasn't exactly the most considerate of other's feelings.
Remus sat down and took out his books, while shooting occasional glances at Harry.
After much careful thinking, Remus proceeded to ask the first interrogation question.
"You're Harry Potter, aren't you?" Remus asked. Harry nodded, pretending to examine his notes.
"I think my Dad might have known your father" He stated bravely. As predicted, Harry looked up fro m his notes. What Remus was interested in, however, was Ron's reaction from the other side of Harry.
His facial expression was a mingle of curiosity, concern, and surprise. He caught Remus looking at him, and mouthed something desperately at him. When Remus replied with a confused expression, he shook his head. Remus turned back to Harry.
"Your dad knew mine?" He repeated, sounding enthralled.
"Yeah, they were - kind of close" He replied, watching Harry's reaction closely.
"What - what was his name?" Harry asked.
"John" Remus decided on his middle name. "How is he, anyway. James Potter"
Harry gave him an unusual look. He seemed to be evaluating whether to reply or not.
" What I meant was - " Remus started, but he was interrupted by a dry cough from Professor Binns.
"NO talking in class" His toneless voice had a slightly annoyed edge to it as he addressed Remus. He floated over to where Remus sat, and looked over him, blinking furiously. "A new student, I presume?" he inquired tonelessly. Remus nodded. "Name?" he demanded.
"Re - sorry, Rupert Hedgeock" He gritted his teeth as he said his last name, and made a mental note to get him back.
" Well, Mr Hedgeock, Seeing as you're new I won't punish you. But your other teachers might not be so understanding" He floated back to the front of the classroom, and restarted his lecture as if nothing had happened.
Whenever Remus tried to ask Harry something else, Professor Binns would shoot him a disgusted look, silencing him.
Remus was the first to dash out of Professor Binns' classroom when the bell rang. He rushed of to Ancient Runes, so immersed in thought about his brief conversation with Harry he forgot he wasn't supposed to know the way.
" See you at lunch" Akyra said, swinging her bag over her back to follow Hermione and Lily to Ancient Runes. " Have fun at divination, Harry" She added a pitiful smile (Ron couldn't help thinking there was an element of smugness there as well) before departing the classroom. Harry sighed and shook his head. James frowned curiously.
"Why's she say that?" He asked, swinging his own bag over his shoulder.
"Professor Trelawney keeps predicting my death" He informed conversationally, stuffing his books into his bag.
"What?" James demanded concernedly, dropping his bag.
"Don't worry. She's been predicting it every lesson since third year" He assured, noticing James' concern. "And I'm still in one piece"
Once everyone had all their belongings, they headed off to divination.
"So, what about the other teachers?" Sirius asked, as they headed up a flight of stairs.
"McGonagall's alright" Ron told them. "She's a good teacher. Strict though. Flitwick's pretty good as well"
Sirius and James exchanged looks of amusement.
"Well, Umbridge is the main one you need to look out for" Harry explained through gritted teeth. "She's taken over the school and the position of headmaster"
"What happened to Dumbledore?" James asked, sounding shocked.
"She found an excuse to get him sacked" Harry mumbled, avoiding everyone's eyes.
"So where's Dumbledore?" Sirius asked.
"No-one knows. I doubt even the order knows. The Ministry's been searching all over for him" Ron told them.
Sirius scoffed. "Like they'll find him" He said, sounding thoroughly impressed with Dumbledore.
"Bloody wast of time. They should be looking for you know who and rounding up those escaped death-eaters"
"Escaped death eaters?" James asked curiously.
"Yeah. It was all over the news papers. Did you get it where you live?" Harry asked.
"I think my dad might have mentioned something about that" James replied quickly. "But she didn't say who they were" James added, intrigued at who would become future death eaters.
"Well, there's Bellatrix Lestrange - " Sirius froze, gripping the railing of the stairs hard. His good for nothing cousin became a death eater. And she married Lestrange. He should have guessed. It didn't surprise him in the least. But it did make him furious. Who had she killed to get her locked up in Azkaban? Who had she tortured? A muggle maybe? Sirius hated himself for hoping she had killed a muggle. He didn't know know how he would be able to survive the grief if she had killed anyone of his close friends.
"Solomon?" Harry's voice brought Sirius back to Earth. Harry, Ron, and James were standing at the top of the stairs, looking down on him curiously. He had gripped the railing so tight his hand had turned as white as a sheet. He released it, and shook his hand to get the blood flowing to it again.
"I'm fine" he mumbled, walking up the stairs to join bis friends. "Fine" He repeated, in response to Harry's questioning expression.
One by one, they climbed the ladder, and entered the lethargic atmosphere of the divination classroom.

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By the way, next chapter GUARANTEED gets posted by the end of tomorrow, because I am getting my new laptop and won't have to share (Tomorrow is seriously the best Monday EVER!) I promise five updates this week - Last week of term, and I have no homework!
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