A/N- Here is the second chapter, enjoy!

Disclaimer- Unfortunately anything that seems familiar does not belong to me (Sirius, James, Remus, Peter, Hogwarts, etc.), so all the lawyers can get off my back about it.

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deathtrap- *grins* Thank you. Yeah, somehow I picture James acting more conceited than Sirius. Sirius is probably going to have other things to worry about, anyhow.

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Peter Pettigrew walked into the last compartment on Hogwarts Express anxiously and peaked in nervously to make sure it was empty, and sure enough there was no one inside. Sighing in relief Peter sat down by the window, he was still amazed that he, of all people, was a wizard. His parents had been hesitant about letting him go away, but in the end his Father had decided it would be a good experience. Peter disagreed, he had never had good experiences being away from home for long periods of time and was rather shy. He did not get along with other kids usually, there seemed to be something about him that they just did not like. His squeaky voice? Mousy hair and rat-like features?
Peter was jerked away from his rather depressing thoughts when the compartment door opened and a small boy with messy black hair and glasses came inside and flopped down on the seat across from him. Peter stared at him and the boy stared back before holding out his hand.
"Hello, I am James Potter, who're you?" James asked, grinning and shaking his hand.
Peter grinned back tentatively and replied in his usually squeaky voice, "Peter Pettigrew."
James nodded, resting against his seat and looking at Peter, waiting for him to say something else, apparently, but Peter was not sure what exactly so he looked out the window and realized that they were beginning to move. A sudden bought of nervousness hit him and he gulped, catching James' attention quickly.
"So you are a Muggleborn? Not that it matters really, only those blood crazy purebloods care, the same lot that eats and breaths Dark Arts, not something you want to get involved in, I can tell you that. Do you know anything about what house you want to be in?"
Peter shook his head, a bit of realization hitting him as James talked. So that was why all those unpleasant looking people had been watching him funny the whole time he had been in Diagon Alley. The Muggle clothing must have given it away, Peter thought to himself.
"Well, there is Gryffindor for the brave and bold," here James grinned proudly, "My house, the house almost all of my family has been in who have gone to Hogwarts. Then there is Ravenclaw for those who seek knowledge, and Hufflepuff for loyal and just people, and lastly and certainly least is Slytherin."
Peter nodded anxiously, wondering at James' sudden sneer, but James continued quickly enough.
"Slytherin is where most of the pure-blooded maniacs go I was talking about, the power-hungry Dark witches and wizards."
Peter sighed, "What house do you think I will get into? Not Slytherin, I know..."
James nodded, peering at him thoughtfully for a moment then smiled as he came to a sort of conclusion and told Peter, "Hufflepuff, maybe Gryffindor...probably not Ravenclaw, definitely not Slytherin."
Peter sank back in his chair in relief, knowing he could trust James' opinion, James knew what he was talking about. With that thought in his mind Peter asked, "What is Hogwarts like, do you know? What kind of classes do we get to take? How do we get sorted?"
James immediately launched into an exclamation, "Well, my brother told me that the required classes are Transfiguration, Potions, Charms, History of Magic, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy, and Herbology until 3rd year where you get to pick some additional classes to take. Then in 5th year you take the O.W.L.'s and if you get the required score you can take N.E.W.T. Preparation classes for those you have gotten the required score on. In 7th year you take the actual N.E.W.T.'s as your last tests at Hogwarts and then go off and face the world. But that," James added, "Is a long way off."
Peter was wide-eyed with the new information, "What do O.W.L and N.E.W.T stand for James?"
"Ordinary Wizarding Levels and Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests."
Peter groaned aloud and rested his head against the glass, wondering what he had just gotten himself into by coming to Hogwarts.

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Sirius Black scowled and stomped down to a different compartment, randomly swinging open a door a walking inside. His trip had begun all right until his cousin Bellatrix, a boy named Avery, and some other boy with greasy hair had come into it. After enduring an hour of their annoying jabbering and teasing Sirius had realized that he could leave. So, after hexing his cousin's hair off leave he did.
Sirius looked around the compartment, there was a girl with long brown hair reading "Hogwarts A History" along with another brunette who was looking at him curiously. But one that certainly caught his attention was a small black haired girl wearing pink robes. Sirius mentally wrinkled his nose and sat down as far away from her as he could manage.
The brunette who was not reading smiled at him, "Hello. Who are you? I am Harriet Lungover."
Sirius smiled back a bit and nodded, "I am Sirius, er, Black." the brunette reading looked up at him, eyebrow raised.
"Are you sure you want to sit here? Anne over there is a second year half-blood and I am a third year muggleborn. I have heard about your family," she told him, an almost stern tone to her voice.
Sirius glared at her not even bothering to be polite, "I am not like my family, but people who act like you sometimes make me regret that. Who are you anyhow?"
"Caroline Lungover, Gryffindor third year, Harriet is my first-year sister. Do not even think about bothering her, either, Black. Don't even pretend you are not like your stupid family, that bitch Bellatrix and her sister Narcissa."
Sirius looked at the floor a smile crossing his lips, how many times had he thought about the same thing concerning his cousins and family, insulting them and then wondering if he really was not unlike them after all. Maybe being a sadistic ass was his destiny...a bitter laugh escaped him at that thought.
"If so, my destiny can go up Mother's bum," Sirius murmured under his breath, attracting the attention of the three girls again.
"What was that, Black?" asked Anne, blinking her eyelashes rapidly at him, and Caroline gave her a most disapproving glare.
Sirius stared at her for a moment, wondering how exactly to reply, but Harriet broke in quickly, "Oh, stop it Anne, he is a first year like me. A year younger than you, and is it any business of your what he was muttering?"
Anne rolled her eyes and looked out the window again as Harriet stomped out of the compartment, Caroline looked at him, narrowing her eyes.
"Thanks a lot Black," Caroline hissed, spraying a bit of spit all over the compartment, then stood up and followed her sister.
Sirius sat there blinking in surprise, was this always how girls acted? In his life so far he had gotten not much exposure to them except for the relatives and distant relatives at parties. Even then, though, they had all been stiff and formal towards him if they even spoke to him at all, Bellatrix and her sister Andromeda the exceptions. Bellatrix had made fun of him with vengeance and he had gotten back at her, often resulting in fights. Andromeda had been all right though, his favorite cousin, she was in her seventh year at Hogwarts in the Ravenclaw house. Sirius jerked when Anne smiling at him oddly, thankfully she stayed where she was, at least.
"So, how are you doing Sirius?" Anne asked him.
"All right, really, how much longer do we have until we get to Hogwarts?"
Anne shrugged absently and stood up, "I think I will go ask. See you later Sirius!"
Sirius waved as Anne walked out and as soon as he could not hear her footsteps anymore he quickly dodged out of the compartment and began to walk around randomly. He stopped when he heard a familiar voice chattering in a sort of sinister way and a high and rather angry voice responding.
Sirius followed the sound until he was in front of Lucius Malfoy who was grasping a small redhead girl in Muggle clothing. Sirius pulled his wand out immediately, adrenaline racing through him, he finally had a chance to openly defy his family! Finally had a chance to show them that he would not become a Dark wizard who tortured people because they had some muggleblood...
Lucius turned toward him angrily and did not bothering pulling out his wand, he just scowled at Sirius in a threatening way. Lucius was at least a foot taller than Sirius and on his second to last year of Hogwarts, but Sirius conveniently forgot those small facts.
"What do you want Sirius? Have you finally decided to show your true colors as a blood traitor? This little Mudblood first year was in my way, so I was just caring to teach her a lesson for everyone's sake."
Sirius marveled at how the idiot could come up with such a stupid thing to say, and told Lucius so, then a fist promptly met his cheek and Sirius stumbled backwards a bit. The red head jerked, trying to get away from the Slytherin and yelled some obscenities but a girl's voice made them stop.
"Excuse me, but what is going on here? Lucius, what the hell do you think you are doing?"
Andromeda Black walked over to Lucius and pushed him away from the girl and he stalked off to find some other person to pick on. Sirius rubbed his cheek but jerked when a wave of pain shot through his face. Andromeda talked to the girl for a moment, and turned toward him with a sigh.
"Sirius I am going to find you and Lily a compartment where neither of you will get in anymore trouble. Follow me," she said and led them down the side of the train.
"Thank you, Sirius, what was that jerk's problem, anyhow? He had to have been at least a 5th year, I had not even done anything to him! And what is a Mud...blood?" Lily asked, tucking some of her red hair behind her ear and looking angry and a bit scared.
"It means dirty blood and it is not true, at all. Lucius is part of a lot that thinks they are superior to those with Muggle blood in them," Sirius answered, purposely not mentioning that his family was a big part of that lot. Seeing how everyone else was reacting to it he did not want to spoil another possible friendship.

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James Potter stood with all the other nervous first years, feeling extremely confident and not the least bit nervous. Peter was standing next to him trembling horribly and James felt sorry for the guy, and all the other Muggleborns. After talking for most of the ride the last two hours had been rather silent and slightly tense, filled with the sound of PeterÕs shaky breathing. James looked around him at his fellow first years, there was a pretty fair amount of them, he saw Sirius standing at the front of the line next to a pretty redhead. James looked at the girl for a moment, and could not help but grin, wondering if he knew her from somewhere he tore his gaze away and looked at the teachers.
His older brother Justin had told him everything he knew about Hogwarts except the Sorting, James had bugged him relentlessly but never received an answer. Professor McGonagall came in and walked in front of the staff table where she set down a stool and an old hat.
"When I call your names you will come up and try on the sorting hat then it will call out your house and you will go sit down at the table of the house you belong to. Achover, Isan!"
James tensed as he waited, the feelings of nervousness he had not felt before quickly appearing as he waited through the A's, then the B's began. Peter was white-faced next to him and practically whimpering as "Black, Sirius" was called and James jumped and watched intently. Sirius sat there for less that five seconds before the ratty hat yelled GRYFFINDOR! There was a bit of a shocked silence but then everyone clapped (except Slytherin) while Sirius sat down at the Gryffindor table, beaming with pride and excitement.
After an exhausted looking boy named Remus Lupin was put in Gryffindor James could not force himself to pay attention any longer, this was what had to be the longest wait of his life time. James just wanted to get in Gryffindor and be done with it, then he could write a long letter to his parents and another to Justin and go to bed. When Peter's name was called James clapped him on the shoulder and gave him a encouraging shove forward.
For Peter's sake James hoped that the wait would not be to long but unfortunately Peter sat up their for a grand total of five minutes before Gryffindor was yelled, albeit rather unenthusiastically. James knew his name was next and walked forward just as McGonagall began to say it. Sitting down on the stool James dropped the hat over his head, enveloping him in darkness.
"Another Potter, brave of course, smart, slightly conceited...it will be...GRYFFINDOR!"
James grinned and swaggered over to his table, sitting down in between Sirius and Peter who both congratulated him excitedly. Sirius turned to him and James cringed, on the side of Sirius' face was a large, blackish bruise.
"What happened to you, Sirius?" James asked in concern and Sirius pulled a hand through his dark hair.
"I ran into a rather annoyed Lucius Malfoy and annoyed him more."
James nodded resolutely, "Tomorrow we shall prank him! Humiliate him!"
Peter looked at the two worridly and squeaked, "How about we wait until day two?"
But neither of them seemed to hear him or Dumbledore's speech as they eagerly discussed various ways to embarrass Malfoy.