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CH 2: Sorting and Dinner at Hogwarts
Let's just say that the future Slytherins' department wasn't too sweet smelling by the time we were finished. We were playing Exploding Snap and I was beating the pants off James Potter at that moment and eating the tons of sweets we bought from the plump lady who pushed a cart through the area. I was in the middle of biting a chocolate frog's head off when they found us again, and Lucious just ever so gracefully (with no help from Peter who tripped him) came into our compartment.
We glared at the intruder. I was silently thinking that he must be incredibly stupid because it took him this long to find us.
"Yes?" Sirius asked. He glared even harder. I was also silently praying he'd get out because he smelled horribly like dragon dung.
"DON'T 'What?' ME, BLACK!" he erupted. We each smiled. Things were getting interesting.
"Ok," James started, "Then why are you here?"
"YOU KNOW BLOODY WELL WHY THE HELL I'M HERE!"
"In point of fact, no. Please, enlighten us." Peter actually said. He was quavering in body, but his voice was spirited enough.
"Yes, please do. I would also I suggest a stronger deodorant," I said. This boy was annoying and I was winning the game against James, too. I wanted him to leave and let us continue with our game.
We all cracked up, with the exception of Malfoy. He was glowered at us and stomped out of the cabin.
"Five minutes until we arrive to Hogwarts. Students, please change into your uniforms for those of you who haven't already! Also, leave your luggage on the train, we will take care of it," a voice on a PA said. We started rummaging through our trunks and chatted animatedly.
We were off the train sooner than I expected and I heard a loud voice. "Firs' Years! Firs' years this way, o'er 'ere, please!" A man, no less than about ten feet tall was standing near a dock. He had a serene smile under bushels of untidy, untamable beard and hair that challenged James (and won from the looks of it).
We walked over; some of the first years scared as ever while some walked confidently. Others (mainly myself and Peter) were shocked at this man in front of us. He couldn't be human. He couldn't have been that tall with genetics. Why, the tallest wizard was only 7'7" or something! He was still smiling the tranquil smile as he said, "Righ'. Er, get inter the boats, four a' a time. The boats'll guide themselves 'ere and we'll stop up at the castle." Peter, James, Sirius, and I piled in a boat and it really did move. I wasn't too surprised, but by the looks of it, Peter was muggleborn and didn't know what to do. He was nervous and excited all in one.
"Don't piss in the boat now, Peter," Sirius said, jokingly. He smiled to soften his words, because Peter really did look like he would. He nodded as his only response.
A quarter of an hour later, they were in the climbing the steps to the Entranceway. We stopped at a set of gorgeous, ancient looking doors. It opened and we entered into a beautiful hall. A stern looking witch, whose hair was tight in a bun, guided us from there. She gave us a short speech before we went into the Great Hall.
"Welcome new students. My name is Professor McGonagall, and I shall be teaching Transfiguration, while you attend Hogwarts and head of Gryffindor house. You are to be sorted into the four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor. During the school year, you can earn house points for your house. The one house that earns the most at the end of the year will win the House Cup. Any rule breaking, you will lose points."
She turned to stare at each of us. She mysteriously stopped to stare at the four of us for a minute. She probably heard about the dungbomb incident. I gulped and knew that we were headed for the worst of the worst if we ended up in Gryffindor. And the worst of it was that Gryffindor was the house I wanted to get into the most. My father's line has been in it for what feels like forever (or at least since Hogwarts has been around). James and Sirius just grinned innocently. I almost choked. Them, innocent? After what I just saw them do on the train to Lucious and Severus? But I grinned right along. They were my friends after all. And I had joined in.
We followed her out of that hall and into the Great Hall. I didn't imagine that there'd be so many students. Four huge tables were lined up, with students in black clad and pointy hats on. Each face was different, but to me, they all looked the same. Almost as if each was giving me the look. As if they knew something I didn't want them to. I was a hell of a wreck. I noticed I was behind Red and I tugged playfully at her hair. She turned her brilliant eyes still a bit red.
"Hey Lils. How are you? Scared?" I said playfully.
"As much as I fear hell itself!" she exclaimed, "I'm scared. What if I don't really belong?"
"I'm worried, too, love. No need to worry. What house do you want to get into?" I quietly inquired.
"I hear Ravenclaw is rather good, but I want to be in Gryffindor, too!"
"Me, too! Gryffindor is the only house Lupin's ever get."
McGonagall was at the head of all the tables, the head table was spread horizontally in contrast to the other four and it looked over the table. I looked at an old man in the exact middle. He had the longest of silvery hair and a beard to match. He had a friendly twinkle in his eye and when I looked at him, he seemed to wink. I blinked, but I then saw him talking to another Professor. I guess I was imagining things. Then, I noticed a tattered old hat on the stool in front of Professor McGonagall. It opened the brim of it's mouth and started to sing a song. It was a humorous song and I at first was scared that it had just fallen apart. We applauded at the end.
"When I call your name, you will sit on the stool, I will place the hat on you're head, and you shall be sorted into you're house."
"Ambary, Crystal." A haughty looking girl came up and in the next second, it [the hat] screamed "RAVENCLAW!"
"Arsenicals, Holly."
"Asotin, Hawk-son"
The names continued and I found myself growing bored. I turned to see what Lily was doing and she was staring at the ceiling. I smiled and looked up. It was dark, a bit cloudy, and no moon visible. Thank God! It was pretty clear tonight though.
"Wow, they open up to the heavens. I'm glad it isn't raining," my Lily Flower whispered in awe.
I chuckled. "Actually, dear. It's enchanted to look like the sky. Or else every other creature from the forest that can fly will be in here eating our food," I said.
She blushed and I smiled. I was growing fond of Lily. So innocent, so young, and probably smart, too.
"Well, Mr. Lupin. If you know so much, then how'd they get the hat to talk?" She smiled, teasing me with her words.
"Good question. . ."I trailed off but I saw her giggle. I smiled. "You haven't read Hogwarts, A History, have you?" I asked.
"Nope. Planning to though. Planning to read the whole library," she replied.
I heard a hint of sarcasm, but 'Diggory, Amos' was just called and Lily atarted to look anxious.
"You'll do fine. It's not like it's for a grade. At least we know you won't end up in Slytherin," I said, encouragingly.
She nodded and walked up to the stool as "Evans Lily" was called. Ten seconds later she was walking towards an applauding tale with the word, "GRYFFINDOR!" still ringing in my ears.
I gave her thumbs up. I was sincerely happy for her, but I was bored. Peter was looking from side to side and didn't look like a conservationist now. Sirius had already claimed a seat in Gryffindor and was holding three other seats for us. James was silently staring at Lily. A surge of guilt ran through my veins. I liked Lily! Well. . .I shook my head, not knowing if I could fight my best friend over a girl, even if we only had been friends for a day. After a few minutes of mulling over this, someone nudged me in the rib and I looked up.
"Lupin, Remus." I heard my name called, so I snapped back to reality and excused myself to the stool. I sat on the stool and the old hat flopped on to my hat. It really was far to big and it covered my eyes. I sat in horror, not knowing what to expect when a voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Bee In your bonnet, Lupin?" a voice said.
"Who are you?" I said, jumping out of my skin.
"Relax kid, it's the hat."
"Oh. . ."
"Let's see. A determined mind and friendly. Brave, indeed, smart and courageous material. Oh, and so much valor to learn about. Gryffindor will help you get rid of your darkest fears Lupin. It may not take you to greatness, as I know future generations will, but it will definitely get you noticed in a positive manner. Yes, yes . . . GRYFFINDOR!" The last word echoed through the hall. I slipped the hat off and slunk to the applauding table, amongst them were Sirius, Lily, and Arabella. I sat next to Lily and across from Sirius, smiling from ear to ear, but the words pondering in my mind still.
"Just Peter and James to go, then . . . hmm? I hope they get in the same house."
"Me too!" remarked Sirius.
A half hour later, both 'P's' had come and sat in the remaining seats that Sirius had saved and Dumbledore stood up.
"Students," he started while glancing around with a genuinely happy smile. Not the fake kind you see all headmasters put on to welcome others, but a real happy smile that said, "WELCOME!"
"Students," he repeated. "Many things are to be said, but I know you're all hungry, so please. Tuck in!"
Huge mounds of every food imaginable were soon piled onto everyone's golden plates. The goblets were filled with pumpkin juice. James and Sirius had a contest to see who could eat the most. Lily was smiling and talking enthusiastically about lessons and such with Arabella. Peter was also scarfing food down. I ate three servings of food and was surprised to see a dessert stage.
Soon after, James and Sirius were contemplating about what prank to pull next, so I decided to get into that conversation. I didn't want anyone to get hurt. And they may both be pureblooded, but who knows what kind of brains were contained in those heads.
"How about dungbombs in their beds?"
"Whose?" I asked.
"The girls'." James replied. I looked thoughtful for a moment then I remembered Lily.
"Hmm. . ." I replied. I needed to get Lily out of this quick! "We already used dungbombs. Let's see what else we can do to all of Gryffindor!" I said. OK, so it was inhumane, but at least it didn't feel like we were picking on just the girls. Specifically Lily and Arabella.
"Great idea!" Sirius said. "I'm glad you made James woozy now!" We punched him on the shoulder.
"OK, now the question is what are we going to do to them?"
"I suggest something that doesn't point out 'THEY DID IT' but something they can't forget for a while. I know! Die everyone's hair a different color!" I said.
"That may take awhile though," Sirius whined.
"No! I like it! Not the hardest thing to do either. We just need to sneak in the kitchens and drug the food."
It was a harmless prank and it would be a break for a while since the dungbomb incident. And they loved my idea. A new idea sprung in mind, too!
"I have an even better idea. The potion will turn you're hair several colors. The favorite color of the person you have a crush on and the favorite color of the person who likes you! And their favorite color, so we are guaranteed that the hair changes color!" James said.
"Great, we'll start tomorrow!" I said, satisfied.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Still not very Remus like yet, but we're getting there. And he is definitely accepted by them now. Any tension between James and Remus? (remember the fact that they are 11) Knowing Remus, there won't be! Lol! Now to thank the reviewers: THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!! Thanks cheeky-bear007 I love Remus, too! He's so awesome!
CH 2: Sorting and Dinner at Hogwarts
Let's just say that the future Slytherins' department wasn't too sweet smelling by the time we were finished. We were playing Exploding Snap and I was beating the pants off James Potter at that moment and eating the tons of sweets we bought from the plump lady who pushed a cart through the area. I was in the middle of biting a chocolate frog's head off when they found us again, and Lucious just ever so gracefully (with no help from Peter who tripped him) came into our compartment.
We glared at the intruder. I was silently thinking that he must be incredibly stupid because it took him this long to find us.
"Yes?" Sirius asked. He glared even harder. I was also silently praying he'd get out because he smelled horribly like dragon dung.
"DON'T 'What?' ME, BLACK!" he erupted. We each smiled. Things were getting interesting.
"Ok," James started, "Then why are you here?"
"YOU KNOW BLOODY WELL WHY THE HELL I'M HERE!"
"In point of fact, no. Please, enlighten us." Peter actually said. He was quavering in body, but his voice was spirited enough.
"Yes, please do. I would also I suggest a stronger deodorant," I said. This boy was annoying and I was winning the game against James, too. I wanted him to leave and let us continue with our game.
We all cracked up, with the exception of Malfoy. He was glowered at us and stomped out of the cabin.
"Five minutes until we arrive to Hogwarts. Students, please change into your uniforms for those of you who haven't already! Also, leave your luggage on the train, we will take care of it," a voice on a PA said. We started rummaging through our trunks and chatted animatedly.
We were off the train sooner than I expected and I heard a loud voice. "Firs' Years! Firs' years this way, o'er 'ere, please!" A man, no less than about ten feet tall was standing near a dock. He had a serene smile under bushels of untidy, untamable beard and hair that challenged James (and won from the looks of it).
We walked over; some of the first years scared as ever while some walked confidently. Others (mainly myself and Peter) were shocked at this man in front of us. He couldn't be human. He couldn't have been that tall with genetics. Why, the tallest wizard was only 7'7" or something! He was still smiling the tranquil smile as he said, "Righ'. Er, get inter the boats, four a' a time. The boats'll guide themselves 'ere and we'll stop up at the castle." Peter, James, Sirius, and I piled in a boat and it really did move. I wasn't too surprised, but by the looks of it, Peter was muggleborn and didn't know what to do. He was nervous and excited all in one.
"Don't piss in the boat now, Peter," Sirius said, jokingly. He smiled to soften his words, because Peter really did look like he would. He nodded as his only response.
A quarter of an hour later, they were in the climbing the steps to the Entranceway. We stopped at a set of gorgeous, ancient looking doors. It opened and we entered into a beautiful hall. A stern looking witch, whose hair was tight in a bun, guided us from there. She gave us a short speech before we went into the Great Hall.
"Welcome new students. My name is Professor McGonagall, and I shall be teaching Transfiguration, while you attend Hogwarts and head of Gryffindor house. You are to be sorted into the four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor. During the school year, you can earn house points for your house. The one house that earns the most at the end of the year will win the House Cup. Any rule breaking, you will lose points."
She turned to stare at each of us. She mysteriously stopped to stare at the four of us for a minute. She probably heard about the dungbomb incident. I gulped and knew that we were headed for the worst of the worst if we ended up in Gryffindor. And the worst of it was that Gryffindor was the house I wanted to get into the most. My father's line has been in it for what feels like forever (or at least since Hogwarts has been around). James and Sirius just grinned innocently. I almost choked. Them, innocent? After what I just saw them do on the train to Lucious and Severus? But I grinned right along. They were my friends after all. And I had joined in.
We followed her out of that hall and into the Great Hall. I didn't imagine that there'd be so many students. Four huge tables were lined up, with students in black clad and pointy hats on. Each face was different, but to me, they all looked the same. Almost as if each was giving me the look. As if they knew something I didn't want them to. I was a hell of a wreck. I noticed I was behind Red and I tugged playfully at her hair. She turned her brilliant eyes still a bit red.
"Hey Lils. How are you? Scared?" I said playfully.
"As much as I fear hell itself!" she exclaimed, "I'm scared. What if I don't really belong?"
"I'm worried, too, love. No need to worry. What house do you want to get into?" I quietly inquired.
"I hear Ravenclaw is rather good, but I want to be in Gryffindor, too!"
"Me, too! Gryffindor is the only house Lupin's ever get."
McGonagall was at the head of all the tables, the head table was spread horizontally in contrast to the other four and it looked over the table. I looked at an old man in the exact middle. He had the longest of silvery hair and a beard to match. He had a friendly twinkle in his eye and when I looked at him, he seemed to wink. I blinked, but I then saw him talking to another Professor. I guess I was imagining things. Then, I noticed a tattered old hat on the stool in front of Professor McGonagall. It opened the brim of it's mouth and started to sing a song. It was a humorous song and I at first was scared that it had just fallen apart. We applauded at the end.
"When I call your name, you will sit on the stool, I will place the hat on you're head, and you shall be sorted into you're house."
"Ambary, Crystal." A haughty looking girl came up and in the next second, it [the hat] screamed "RAVENCLAW!"
"Arsenicals, Holly."
"Asotin, Hawk-son"
The names continued and I found myself growing bored. I turned to see what Lily was doing and she was staring at the ceiling. I smiled and looked up. It was dark, a bit cloudy, and no moon visible. Thank God! It was pretty clear tonight though.
"Wow, they open up to the heavens. I'm glad it isn't raining," my Lily Flower whispered in awe.
I chuckled. "Actually, dear. It's enchanted to look like the sky. Or else every other creature from the forest that can fly will be in here eating our food," I said.
She blushed and I smiled. I was growing fond of Lily. So innocent, so young, and probably smart, too.
"Well, Mr. Lupin. If you know so much, then how'd they get the hat to talk?" She smiled, teasing me with her words.
"Good question. . ."I trailed off but I saw her giggle. I smiled. "You haven't read Hogwarts, A History, have you?" I asked.
"Nope. Planning to though. Planning to read the whole library," she replied.
I heard a hint of sarcasm, but 'Diggory, Amos' was just called and Lily atarted to look anxious.
"You'll do fine. It's not like it's for a grade. At least we know you won't end up in Slytherin," I said, encouragingly.
She nodded and walked up to the stool as "Evans Lily" was called. Ten seconds later she was walking towards an applauding tale with the word, "GRYFFINDOR!" still ringing in my ears.
I gave her thumbs up. I was sincerely happy for her, but I was bored. Peter was looking from side to side and didn't look like a conservationist now. Sirius had already claimed a seat in Gryffindor and was holding three other seats for us. James was silently staring at Lily. A surge of guilt ran through my veins. I liked Lily! Well. . .I shook my head, not knowing if I could fight my best friend over a girl, even if we only had been friends for a day. After a few minutes of mulling over this, someone nudged me in the rib and I looked up.
"Lupin, Remus." I heard my name called, so I snapped back to reality and excused myself to the stool. I sat on the stool and the old hat flopped on to my hat. It really was far to big and it covered my eyes. I sat in horror, not knowing what to expect when a voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Bee In your bonnet, Lupin?" a voice said.
"Who are you?" I said, jumping out of my skin.
"Relax kid, it's the hat."
"Oh. . ."
"Let's see. A determined mind and friendly. Brave, indeed, smart and courageous material. Oh, and so much valor to learn about. Gryffindor will help you get rid of your darkest fears Lupin. It may not take you to greatness, as I know future generations will, but it will definitely get you noticed in a positive manner. Yes, yes . . . GRYFFINDOR!" The last word echoed through the hall. I slipped the hat off and slunk to the applauding table, amongst them were Sirius, Lily, and Arabella. I sat next to Lily and across from Sirius, smiling from ear to ear, but the words pondering in my mind still.
"Just Peter and James to go, then . . . hmm? I hope they get in the same house."
"Me too!" remarked Sirius.
A half hour later, both 'P's' had come and sat in the remaining seats that Sirius had saved and Dumbledore stood up.
"Students," he started while glancing around with a genuinely happy smile. Not the fake kind you see all headmasters put on to welcome others, but a real happy smile that said, "WELCOME!"
"Students," he repeated. "Many things are to be said, but I know you're all hungry, so please. Tuck in!"
Huge mounds of every food imaginable were soon piled onto everyone's golden plates. The goblets were filled with pumpkin juice. James and Sirius had a contest to see who could eat the most. Lily was smiling and talking enthusiastically about lessons and such with Arabella. Peter was also scarfing food down. I ate three servings of food and was surprised to see a dessert stage.
Soon after, James and Sirius were contemplating about what prank to pull next, so I decided to get into that conversation. I didn't want anyone to get hurt. And they may both be pureblooded, but who knows what kind of brains were contained in those heads.
"How about dungbombs in their beds?"
"Whose?" I asked.
"The girls'." James replied. I looked thoughtful for a moment then I remembered Lily.
"Hmm. . ." I replied. I needed to get Lily out of this quick! "We already used dungbombs. Let's see what else we can do to all of Gryffindor!" I said. OK, so it was inhumane, but at least it didn't feel like we were picking on just the girls. Specifically Lily and Arabella.
"Great idea!" Sirius said. "I'm glad you made James woozy now!" We punched him on the shoulder.
"OK, now the question is what are we going to do to them?"
"I suggest something that doesn't point out 'THEY DID IT' but something they can't forget for a while. I know! Die everyone's hair a different color!" I said.
"That may take awhile though," Sirius whined.
"No! I like it! Not the hardest thing to do either. We just need to sneak in the kitchens and drug the food."
It was a harmless prank and it would be a break for a while since the dungbomb incident. And they loved my idea. A new idea sprung in mind, too!
"I have an even better idea. The potion will turn you're hair several colors. The favorite color of the person you have a crush on and the favorite color of the person who likes you! And their favorite color, so we are guaranteed that the hair changes color!" James said.
"Great, we'll start tomorrow!" I said, satisfied.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Still not very Remus like yet, but we're getting there. And he is definitely accepted by them now. Any tension between James and Remus? (remember the fact that they are 11) Knowing Remus, there won't be! Lol! Now to thank the reviewers: THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!! Thanks cheeky-bear007 I love Remus, too! He's so awesome!