A/n: Yes, this is a bit late, isn't it? If you want to be notified of, updates to this fic please join my yahoo group: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/hp_of_all_kinds/ Anyway, I've finally figured out html so I've redone some of the chapters. Only the last two so far.

This chapter does not really go into the amnesia. This is still a transition chapter to the next couple of major plot building.

Disclaimer: I do not, have not, and will not ever own Harry Potter. I however, do own what little plot I have and anything else that isn't owned by someone else.

Warnings: The same warnings as all the other chapters…

James, Remus, and Sirius had been waiting outside the gargoyle to Dumbledore's office for the past twenty minutes. They knew that there was a chance that Harry would be placed in a house other than Gryffindor, and they didn't want that. They would still be friends with Harry, but it wouldn't be the same. James looked up as the statue jumped out of the way, and Harry came out. Harry looked very different, and it took several minutes to figure out why. Harry was smiling, beaming actually.

Sirius spoke, "Let me guess, you got into Gryfindor."

Harry replied, "I guess it is obvious, but yes I did."

James laughed before stating that they should all go to the common room. Harry was the first to agree, and the foursome headed up a flight of stairs and down three and back up five flights of stairs. Sirius had nearly laughed at the Harry's awestricken face as he gazed at the wonders of Hogwarts. After all, Harry had only seen the Hospital Wing and Dumbledore's office.

Harry looked at the moving knights and armor, the talking portraits and the banners that fluttered when there was no breeze. "Stupendous," he whispered so quietly that only James heard.

'Isn't it? This is my favorite place to be," James replied quietly.

Harry looked at James questioningly, "Why? Why not your home with your parents?"

James didn't answer for several minutes, and just when Harry was about to apologize, James spoke, "My house hasn't been the same since my father died. He was the Minister of Magic, and on of the first to openly oppose Voldemort. Voldemort attacked him, and murdered him. My mom had a nervous breakdown and she doesn't believe my father is dead. She thinks he's just on a holiday. I've been staying with Sirius and Remus for the hols, and during the summer, I go to my grandmother's place. She's a bit eccentric."

Sirius and Remus, who had been listening, spoke at the same time, "A bit eccentric. Are we talking about the same person? This is the one who has been known to turn anyone who got her angry into cats, right? The one who is with muggle cartoons and for a time thought she was Trixie from Speed Racer?" They grinned as James started to laugh. They didn't like it when James got depressed, and went out of their way to make him smile again.

James nodded, "Yup, she's just a bit eccentric. Dumbledore's crazier."

Harry looked confused as he tried to follow the conversation, but before he could ask any questions, they arrived in front of a portrait of a fat woman. "Genevieve, this is Harry, he's the newest Gryfindor," Sirius said to the Fat Lady. "Harry, this is Genevieve, though everyone else calls her the Fat Lady. She protects the entrance to the common room. You have to know the password, which is Athena, to get in." As Sirius said Athena, the portrait swung open to reveal the Gryfindor common room where Peter was waiting to meet them.

Remus started laughing as they entered, "I swear Sirius, you're the only person I know who would actually find out the name of a portrait." At that, the portrait shut itself, catching Remus' robes and tearing them.

"I guess you won't insult Genevieve anymore, huh Remus?" Sirius said.

Peter walked over to them, with a faint frown on his face, "So Harry got into Gryfindor? Congratulations Harry."

As Remus and Sirius had started arguing, only James noticed that Harry had stopped smiling and had flinched closer to James when Peter had come over. 'I really don't understand what it is about Peter that frightens Harry, but I am going to find out. Peter is one of my best friends, but Harry is almost like the little brother that I always wanted, never mind the fact that we could be twins if he didn't have that strangely familiar pair of green eyes.' James' musings were interrupted by Remus casting a ticking charm on Sirius, and the shouts that came from Sirius.

Suddenly a voice shouted, "What is going on in here." The voice was very familiar, and well it should be. It was Lily Evans. "Some people are trying to study, so will you please shut-up. James, you better do something about them." her voice getting higher and higher as she continued the sentence. James nodded his assent and promptly cast the counter hex on Sirius and gave Remus a bit of chocolate to calm him down. Remus seemed to feel chocolate was the answer to every problem in the world.

James led Harry over near the fireplace, and was getting up to go get the map when McGonagall entered the room.

Urain: Me, get lazy? Sometimes…but I will keep updating this fic.

lily potter: Thank-you. I was trying to be original.

aaaahhhhh!!!: Please don't die. I don't want your death on my conscience.

Hi: See, I updated.