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Summary: Travel through time as the four Marauders come to Hogwarts-- friendless, lonely, and homesick. Watch these four as they start to become friends, and go through the magic of their first year at Hogwarts.

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As the first years got off of the Hogwarts Express, James Potter felt his heart flop. He was almost there... almost at school. He sighed happily. His parents had told him many stories about Hogwarts, and he knew it would be a place he loved.

"First years! First years, this way, PLEASE!" A deep voice called. James followed the voice and saw a tall, slim man with thinning brown hair waving them all down. "First years! Please, follow me!" James slowly made his way over to the man. None of his wizard friends from back home were attending Hogwarts. He actually only had five wizard friends. One was going to Beauxbatons, two to Durmstrang, and two to a wizarding school in the United States called Anaheim Academy of Magic. James had been admitted to Anaheim Academy as well, but his parents didn't want him to go so far from home. "FIRST YEARS!" The man once again bellowed. Alas, all the first years were knotted together around the man. "Very well. Follow me." He led them down to the docks, where a dozen boats awaited.

"Whoa," someone breathed from up front. James scrunched up his face. He didn't remember his father talking about this.

"Please, enter the boats. Four to a boat, no more. Hurry up now, we have a time to make. By the way, I am Professor Nurmster, and I will be your Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts." He waited, somewhat impatiently, as the students started to file into boats. James stayed on the dock, unsure what to do. "Come on now," Professor Nurmster prodded. James climbed onto an empty boat, feeling like a twit for sitting there alone.

"Mind if I join you?" A small and tentive voice asked. James looked up and saw a skinny boy with a head full of light brown hair, and brown eyes staring down at him.

"Not at all," James smiled at the boy. "James Potter." He extended his hand. The boy took it and shook it.

"Peter. Peter Pettigrew."

"You two!" Profesor Nurmster called out. "Joined those two on the boat over there. Hurry now, we're running late." James watched as two more boys sat down in his boat.

"Remus Lupin," a tall, good lucking boy with thick brown hair and sparkling brown eyes said. "Nice to meet you all."

"Sirius Black," spat the other boy. He had a handsome face, and a head full of unruly black hair. His eyes were black and penetrating. He was medium sized, with muscular features. He glowered at Peter, already knowing what a wimpy boy this was. "Who're you?" he spat.

"P-peter P-pettigrew," the nervous boy responded.

"James Potter," James said, before the boy could ask. "Nice to meet you... Black." James glowered right back at Sirius. Sirius refused to break his stare.

"Now, now. No need for this," Remus said merrily. "Look! There's the castle!" All the boys twisted in the boat, and their mouths dropped as they saw a big, looming castle hanging over a the lake. Some of the windows were illuminated. In the dark, however, the castle looked intimidating.

"Whoo-oaa," James breathed out. "It's huge!"

"It's just a castle," Sirius said, trying to hide his own excitement behind his bad-boy persona. "Big deal." Remus turned and stared at Sirius.

"No need to put a damper on everyone else's excitement, y'know. Just keep shut if you don't like it." Remus turned back towards the castle, evidently not giving Sirius any chance to come back with anything witty. For the rest of the boat ride, the boys were silent. When they docked and got out of their boats, Sirius sped away from the other three boys. Peter, Remus, and James, however, chose to stay together.

"What do you reckon his deal is?" James asked, pointing his head in the direction that Sirius had just taken off in.

"Don't know, and I honestly couldn't care. Some people are just very rude," Remus said, jovally.

"He's scary," was all Peter could muster.

"All right, come on now," Professor Nurmster said, leading them into the castle. The entrance hall was large enough to fit a house. It was enormous. "I'm going to lead you into the Great Hall now. Single file, if you will." He waited a moment while everyone got into a single line. Then, they entered the Great Hall. James gulped nervously, seeing four, long tables, and one long staff table. They were led all the way to the end of the room, and lined up infront of the staff table. A small, tired-looking wizard entered with a three-legged stool and a worn black hat. All of a sudden, the hat came to life.

"Now hello, boys and girls

To another year with me

As I prepare to sort you

And tell you where you ought to be

Some may go to Gryffindor

The brave and loyal lads

Who are not afraid to fight

And show off what they have

But others may belong to Ravenclaw

Who are smart and clever

Who read and write and do not fight

Who are so nice and bright.

Others may be placed in Slytherin

The house of expectations

Who are so crude and also rude

But are never afraid to be taught a lesson

The rest belong to Hufflepuff

The quiet and most royal

Who sing and dance while they laugh

Who are not afraid of toil.

Now that you have learned the houses

And are ready to encounter me

Step aside and we will see

Where you are supposed to be"

At the end of the song, the Hall erupted in while applause. Someone wolf-whistled loudly. James felt his heart start to beat faster. The same witch who had placed the hat there came with a long scroll.

"Adolf, Angel," she called. A small, mousy haired boy stepped forward. He placed the hat on his head. A moment of silence. Then, all of a sudden-- HUFFLEPUFF! The Hufflepuff table cheered. There were a few more people called. Then, the Professor called "Black, Sirius." James, Remus, and Peter all scowled. They hoped more than anything that this boy would not be in their house. There were several minutes of silence. Then, GRYFFINDOR! The Gryffindor table erupted in cheers. The three boys sighed. They were now praying not to be in Gryffindor. "Evans, Lily" was sorted into Gryffindor.

"Lupin, Remus," the Professor called after a few more people had passed. Remus walked hesitantly up to the hat. He placed it on his head. Almost instantly, the hat screamed GRYFFINDOR! Remus half-smiled, and made his way over to the Gryffindor table, sitting on the opposite end to where Sirius was.

"Malfoy, Lucius." A boy with slicked back blonde hair walked forward to the hat. It had not even been placed on his head when the hat shouted SLYTHERIN! The Slytherin table cheered as the cocky boy sauntered over.

"Pettigrew, Peter." James watched as the gangly boy he had befriended walked over to the hat. He placed it nervously on his head. They watched as the boy sat there for several long, long minutes. Finally, he was placed in Gryffindor. James felt his heart beat faster. He knew he was next. He had seen three people he already knew be placed in Gryffindor-- would he be next.

"Potter, James." James gulped. It was now or never. He made his way very slowly over to the hat. It was placed on his head and it covered his eyes. 'Ahh,' the hat breathed. 'Very clever you are. Very, very clever. You'd make a good canidate for Ravenclaw. Ah, but no. Your bravery is too great to be in Ravenclaw. Perhaps... perhaps...GRYFFINDOR!' The hat screamed the last word out loud. James peeled the hat off of his face, and grinned happily. Applause erupted loudly as he flounced down towards Gryffindor table, sitting between Remus and Peter.

"This is great, James!" Peter said, grinning from ear to ear. James only nodded happily. He watched as one of the last students, "Riddle, Tom," was sorted in Slytherin. Then, the only boy left was called. "Severus, Snape." He was also placed in Slytherin. James was rather surprised there were no other people after him. There were still so many letters left in the alphabet! When everyone was sorted, the Headmaster, Headmaster Garlin, stood to speak.

"Welcome, first years, to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is excellent to have you here. Please be aware that the Forest is Forbidden to anyone who wishes to remain alive. I am not kidding you either. The Forest is filled with many dangerous creatures. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Dorly, would like you to all be forewarned that anyone caught doing magic in the hallways will face dire consequences. That is all. Now, dig in!" Headmaster Garlin clapped his hand three times, and the plates before the students filled up with food.

"This is great!" Peter exclaimed, towering his plate with food. Remus took a small serving of everything. James only took a little bit of certain things, too excited to eat. After they finished eating, desert appeared. They all dug in on desert. And after dinner, the prefects at each table stood up. The Gryffindor prefect was a tall boy who was muscular and had short, black hair and bright hazel eyes.

"Hello, fellow Gryffindors. I am your prefect, Adam Ligouri. If you will all follow me, I will lead you to the Gryffindor Tower!" All the first years got up and followed Adam. He led them up many stairs and halls. "Be careful for the stairs, everyone. They have a tendancy to get bored, and, ah, move. You don't want to get caught on a moving staircase, believe me." Once they reached the hall to the Gryffindor tower, they stopped infront of a very fat lady, wearing a frilly pink dress, and holding an even frillier pink umbrella. "This is the Fat Lady. She is the, well, guard of the tower. You'll need a password to get in. The password, for now, is 'Illuminate.' Please do not forget it." Adam faced the picture. "Illuminate!" The portrait swung open, revealing a hole in the wall. They all walked throught, and found themselved in a circular room, with red and gold emblazoned curtains, red poufy chintz armchairs, and a roaring fire. Portraits of lions and Godric Gryffindor covered the walls. It was very homey. "This, everyone, is the Gryffindor Commonroom. There are chairs to relax on, and tables to do homework, play cards, chess, or whatever have you."

"There's no T.V.?" asked a Muggle-born first year with firey red hair. Adam chuckled.

"No, 'fraid not. We don't have, ah, muggle conviences here at Hogwarts. You get used to it, though. It isn't as awful as it may seem to you now." A tall boy with wild brown hair stepped forward. He was huge, and resembled none other than a giant. James didn't remember watching him get sorted.

"Rebeus Hagrid," the boy said rougly. "I may look odd ter yeh, buh I'm really not tha bad," he said. "Half giant, I am. Me mum was a giant, me dad a muggle." The other seven Gryffindors stared in awe at him. Adam just smiled.

"We have eleven new Gryffindors-- you guys. Boys, step to this side, girls, this side." The boys and girls divied. There were seven boys and four girls. "We've never had so many boys before, actually. You'll have to be split into two dormitories. You four," he said, pointing at Remus, Peter, James, and Sirius. "You'll be in First Years Boy Dormitories A. You three," he said, pointing at Rebeus, and the two red heads, "You'll be in Dormitories B. Now, introduce yourselves to one another. It's important you know each other, since you'll be in the same classes." By this time, however, mostly all the Gryffindor's were crowded around them.

"Sirius Black," Sirius growled.

"James Potter," James said with a half grin.

"Peter Pettigrew," Peter said ever so softly.

"Remus Lupin!" Lupin grinned happily.

"Rebues Hagrid."

"Frank DeRose," said the red-headed Muggle.

"Arthur Weasley," said the other redhead, while rubbing his head with a grin. Adam turned to face the four girls.

"Introduce yourselves."

"I'm Lily Evans," the girl with black hair and striking green eyes said. "Nice to meet you. I'm a Muggle."

"I'm Alice Luster," said a girl with bushy brown hair and clear blue eyes. "I'm half and half."

"Dharma Montgomery. I'm a purebred," she said proudly, tossing a lock of her long, black hair over her shoulder. "My father, George Montgomery graduated from Hogwarts. He was Head Boy. He now works for the ministry!" The last girl stepped forward.

"Justina Concepcion," she said tentively. "I'm a muggle as well. I come from the States...," she trailed off as she noticed a lot of eyes on her. "The Headmaster sent me a letter. I'm happy to be here, although it was a long ride." James smiled at her, and he noticed that Sirius was, well, transfixed on her, to put it mildly. Justina twirled a strand of her honey brown hair around her finger, and her big, brown eyes danced nervously from face to face. Sirius could tell she was wondering if she would be accepted.

"I think that's, uh, awesome," Sirius said after a moment. Justina smiled gratefully at him.

"Thank you."

"Well, everyone, nice to meet you. Since you have basically just introduced yourselved to everyone in the common room, you're free to do as you please. Just, don't stay up too late. Classes start tomorrow." With a wink, Adam departed the circle. Everyone else also went back to what they were doing before. The eleven first years stared at each other expectantly. Justina decided to be the first to mingle, and she walked over tentively to Sirius.

"Hey," she said. Sirius smiled briefly.

"Hi."

"Excited to be here?" She asked.

"Somewhat. It's good to be away from my home. My deranged mother is too much for me to handle. Not to mention, my insane brother. He goes to Durmstrang. He's fascinated in the Dark Arts. Had he came here, I'm sure he'd be in Slytherin." Justina only smiled. "Oh. You don't know much about the Wizarding World do you?"

"No, 'fraid not. I was, uhm, hoping you might help me though," Justina said softly, her face heating up.

"I'd like to do that," Sirius said after a moment. He let a grin take over his face. James, Remus, and Peter all watched on, amused. "Well, I'd better get ready for bed. I'll see you later, Justina."

"Yeah. See ya...," she said, watching Sirius walk up the stairs to the boys dormitories. Remus, James, and Peter all followed after him.

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