Chapter One: Meeting of Sirius
Professor Albus Dumbledore had just been named Headmaster of HOGWARTS, as the Old Headmaster had stepped down after thirty years of leading young wizards and witches into the correct direction that they are destined to follow. Headmaster Albus Dumbledore was a brilliant Professor and everyone found it correct to nominate him as the Headmaster, seeing as he was not only very talented in using various types of spells, but he was also very kind-hearted and graceful. His long, silver beard and his glimmering purple robe instantly gave him the look of the old Headmaster, just slightly younger. Not only his talents and personality, he was also in one of the highest societies in the Wizardry world! Orders of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, and International Confederation of Wizards while being nominated to become Head of the Ministry of Magic...
Professor Minerva McGonagall had just been accepted into teaching Transfiguration. Professor Salt Fiction, an aging man with a white beard and a stern face had just been inducted Deputy Headmaster while becoming Head of House for Gryffindor.
Headmaster Dumbledore had given Professor Fiction the word to send out the letters out to the children who had just become twelve to come attend HOGWARTS, while having hundreds of children each in all four of the households inside of HOGWARTS.
Several weeks after the letters had entered each person's house in England, plenty of students stood waiting at the train station: Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
And one of the many children waiting for the train to come was none other than James Potter, waiting anxiously for the train to come, constantly glancing down at his watch and looking out at the eternal train-tracks that lead into a cloudy abyss. He had messy brown hair, with hazel green eyes, a slightly long nose, and tall figure. He had a large carriage with all of his belongings in it, and an oak wand stuck out of his back jacket pocket.
Finally, the train came to a screeching halt, followed by a loud horn alarming all passengers to get on the train before it departs again. James Potter, along with many friends, entered the train, waiting patiently to ride to HOGWARTS, a place he desperately wished to go to escape the Muggle World and enter the Wizards World. He felt a bit sad that nobody was kissing him good-bye or saying that they'll miss him like everyone else, his parents were busy at home dealing with Muggle issues as they lived in a the human world. Bills, really, and going to the bank.
James boarded the train, helping the conductor haul his over-sized trunk into a vacant room near the exit. He found himself a seat near the window, watching all the children say their good-byes to their parents and one by one, boarding the train. This aggravated James, sending him deeper into his seat and staring out at the door so he wouldn't feel jealous about the other kids whose parents actually came. His parents, Darius and Maria Potter, were caring parents of course, but just didn't find the time to come to Kings Cross Station with him when they had other issues to attend too... He remembered how the argument went clearly.
"James, honey, we can't go with you to Platform 9 and ¾ today." His mother said affectionately.
"Why not?" James asked.
"Now, son... you know that I am very busy with the big trial this evening. And your mother has to run to the bank, and you know how crowded it gets over there!" His father, Darius, had told him in his deep, father-like voice from behind the Muggle Newspaper.
"Right... So, you're going to at least drop me off there right?" James asked, hoping that they'd say yes. "I mean, if you don't, how could I get to the trainstation? By bus?"
Darius and Maria looked at each other, sighing.
"Well, the bus would drop you off a block down from the train station... We were hoping...-"
But before she could finish off her sentence, James had an outbreak.
"WHAT!? Y-you're not even going to drop me off at the train station!? WHAT KIND'VE PARENTS ARE YOU!?"
"Now, son. Calm down..."
"CALM DOWN? YOU GUYS ARE ALWAYS BUSY WITH YOUR... YOUR MUGGLE DUTIES THAT YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE TIME FOR ME!"
"James, sweet heart..."
"FINE! FINE, I'LL TAKE THE DAMN BUS. SEE YOU IN JULY OR WHENEVER I GET OUT OF HOGWARTS..."
And with that, James stormed up into his room and collected all the things he bought in Diagon Alley... Alone, of course and headed down the stairs and into his front yard where a bus-station post was located.
"Oy, anyone sitting here mate?"
James snapped out of his reminiscence to see a boy standing at the door, long tidy black hair and a handsome face, with his right foot on his trunk.
"What?" James asked, slowly forgetting about the quarrel that happened in his house.
"Mind if I sit here, mate?" The boy asked.
"No, no ones sitting here." James replied. "Have a seat if you want."
"Ah, thanks."
With that, the boy pushed his trunk underneath the seating and sat right across from James.
"Thanks, again mate. Everywhere is too crowded around here, and these girls keep following me around. So I had to wing it and came to hid out here... Damn, close that door will you mate?"
James nodded, sliding to the end of his seat and closing the door, sliding back after.
"Ah, thanks. The name's Sirius, if you're wondering. Sirius Black from the Holy House of Black located in London." The boy named Sirius said, sticking his hand out, looking for a shake. "And yourself?"
James stuck out his hand, shaking Sirius'. "The name's James Potter, from the Hell Hole of Wizards and Witches who want to fit in with muggles."
Sirius laughed, which resembled one of a bark.
"Ah, stinks eh? My aunt always tries to be a Muggle, but my mum yelled at her to act more like a wizard."
Both James and Sirius laughed, they both hated one of their relatives to act like Muggles though they had nothing against them.
"My mum says that all the pure-breeds are dying out, now more and more Mudbloods are born each year. I hate when she uses that term." Sirius had said matter-of-factly while the door slowly crept open.
James knew that Sirius was afraid it might be a pack of girls, so he drew his wand and when the door was open completely, he shouted "Stupefy!" and a beam of white light shot out, striking the Food-Cart Lady.
"Ha, nice shot mate!" Sirius bellowed, taking his wand and shouting "Petrificus Totalus" as the Food-Cart Ladies arms and legs snapped together and fell to the floor. James and Sirius laughed once more, diving on the cart and slowly pushing it in. The Cart Lady tried to scream for help, but she was petrified AND stunned that she couldn't until the spell wore off. Before they closed the cabin door, James chanted "Silencio" and hid his wand in his pocket.
There laughter echoed through the cabin as they stole as much Chocolate Frogs and Bernie Botts Every Flavored Beans, sending the cart down the hall after they had finished. Their laughter got louder when the woman got up and knocked on their door but they continuously shouted "Alohomora" so when she tried to open the door but was closed shut. They kept playing this joke until the Head Boy figured out this prank the two were playing and shouted "Accio Wands" when the lady opened the door so that there wands would fly out of their hands and toward the door.
"Enough of this foolishness, Potter, Black. Put your robes on and haul your trunk, we're arriving to Hogwarts."
Their laughter slowly died out, while the train got fairly dark... They were arriving at Hogwarts.
A/N: Alrighty... James is a bit quiet because of the argument he had with his mother and father. He also is very nervous because he knows no one. Lucky for him, he met Sirius. Yay! Also, Peter, Remus will be introduced into the next chapter I am working on as we speak! And, I bet you people are wondering who Jonah Lumina is, now aren't cha? Well, read and you will soon find out.
Professor Albus Dumbledore had just been named Headmaster of HOGWARTS, as the Old Headmaster had stepped down after thirty years of leading young wizards and witches into the correct direction that they are destined to follow. Headmaster Albus Dumbledore was a brilliant Professor and everyone found it correct to nominate him as the Headmaster, seeing as he was not only very talented in using various types of spells, but he was also very kind-hearted and graceful. His long, silver beard and his glimmering purple robe instantly gave him the look of the old Headmaster, just slightly younger. Not only his talents and personality, he was also in one of the highest societies in the Wizardry world! Orders of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, and International Confederation of Wizards while being nominated to become Head of the Ministry of Magic...
Professor Minerva McGonagall had just been accepted into teaching Transfiguration. Professor Salt Fiction, an aging man with a white beard and a stern face had just been inducted Deputy Headmaster while becoming Head of House for Gryffindor.
Headmaster Dumbledore had given Professor Fiction the word to send out the letters out to the children who had just become twelve to come attend HOGWARTS, while having hundreds of children each in all four of the households inside of HOGWARTS.
Several weeks after the letters had entered each person's house in England, plenty of students stood waiting at the train station: Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
And one of the many children waiting for the train to come was none other than James Potter, waiting anxiously for the train to come, constantly glancing down at his watch and looking out at the eternal train-tracks that lead into a cloudy abyss. He had messy brown hair, with hazel green eyes, a slightly long nose, and tall figure. He had a large carriage with all of his belongings in it, and an oak wand stuck out of his back jacket pocket.
Finally, the train came to a screeching halt, followed by a loud horn alarming all passengers to get on the train before it departs again. James Potter, along with many friends, entered the train, waiting patiently to ride to HOGWARTS, a place he desperately wished to go to escape the Muggle World and enter the Wizards World. He felt a bit sad that nobody was kissing him good-bye or saying that they'll miss him like everyone else, his parents were busy at home dealing with Muggle issues as they lived in a the human world. Bills, really, and going to the bank.
James boarded the train, helping the conductor haul his over-sized trunk into a vacant room near the exit. He found himself a seat near the window, watching all the children say their good-byes to their parents and one by one, boarding the train. This aggravated James, sending him deeper into his seat and staring out at the door so he wouldn't feel jealous about the other kids whose parents actually came. His parents, Darius and Maria Potter, were caring parents of course, but just didn't find the time to come to Kings Cross Station with him when they had other issues to attend too... He remembered how the argument went clearly.
"James, honey, we can't go with you to Platform 9 and ¾ today." His mother said affectionately.
"Why not?" James asked.
"Now, son... you know that I am very busy with the big trial this evening. And your mother has to run to the bank, and you know how crowded it gets over there!" His father, Darius, had told him in his deep, father-like voice from behind the Muggle Newspaper.
"Right... So, you're going to at least drop me off there right?" James asked, hoping that they'd say yes. "I mean, if you don't, how could I get to the trainstation? By bus?"
Darius and Maria looked at each other, sighing.
"Well, the bus would drop you off a block down from the train station... We were hoping...-"
But before she could finish off her sentence, James had an outbreak.
"WHAT!? Y-you're not even going to drop me off at the train station!? WHAT KIND'VE PARENTS ARE YOU!?"
"Now, son. Calm down..."
"CALM DOWN? YOU GUYS ARE ALWAYS BUSY WITH YOUR... YOUR MUGGLE DUTIES THAT YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE TIME FOR ME!"
"James, sweet heart..."
"FINE! FINE, I'LL TAKE THE DAMN BUS. SEE YOU IN JULY OR WHENEVER I GET OUT OF HOGWARTS..."
And with that, James stormed up into his room and collected all the things he bought in Diagon Alley... Alone, of course and headed down the stairs and into his front yard where a bus-station post was located.
"Oy, anyone sitting here mate?"
James snapped out of his reminiscence to see a boy standing at the door, long tidy black hair and a handsome face, with his right foot on his trunk.
"What?" James asked, slowly forgetting about the quarrel that happened in his house.
"Mind if I sit here, mate?" The boy asked.
"No, no ones sitting here." James replied. "Have a seat if you want."
"Ah, thanks."
With that, the boy pushed his trunk underneath the seating and sat right across from James.
"Thanks, again mate. Everywhere is too crowded around here, and these girls keep following me around. So I had to wing it and came to hid out here... Damn, close that door will you mate?"
James nodded, sliding to the end of his seat and closing the door, sliding back after.
"Ah, thanks. The name's Sirius, if you're wondering. Sirius Black from the Holy House of Black located in London." The boy named Sirius said, sticking his hand out, looking for a shake. "And yourself?"
James stuck out his hand, shaking Sirius'. "The name's James Potter, from the Hell Hole of Wizards and Witches who want to fit in with muggles."
Sirius laughed, which resembled one of a bark.
"Ah, stinks eh? My aunt always tries to be a Muggle, but my mum yelled at her to act more like a wizard."
Both James and Sirius laughed, they both hated one of their relatives to act like Muggles though they had nothing against them.
"My mum says that all the pure-breeds are dying out, now more and more Mudbloods are born each year. I hate when she uses that term." Sirius had said matter-of-factly while the door slowly crept open.
James knew that Sirius was afraid it might be a pack of girls, so he drew his wand and when the door was open completely, he shouted "Stupefy!" and a beam of white light shot out, striking the Food-Cart Lady.
"Ha, nice shot mate!" Sirius bellowed, taking his wand and shouting "Petrificus Totalus" as the Food-Cart Ladies arms and legs snapped together and fell to the floor. James and Sirius laughed once more, diving on the cart and slowly pushing it in. The Cart Lady tried to scream for help, but she was petrified AND stunned that she couldn't until the spell wore off. Before they closed the cabin door, James chanted "Silencio" and hid his wand in his pocket.
There laughter echoed through the cabin as they stole as much Chocolate Frogs and Bernie Botts Every Flavored Beans, sending the cart down the hall after they had finished. Their laughter got louder when the woman got up and knocked on their door but they continuously shouted "Alohomora" so when she tried to open the door but was closed shut. They kept playing this joke until the Head Boy figured out this prank the two were playing and shouted "Accio Wands" when the lady opened the door so that there wands would fly out of their hands and toward the door.
"Enough of this foolishness, Potter, Black. Put your robes on and haul your trunk, we're arriving to Hogwarts."
Their laughter slowly died out, while the train got fairly dark... They were arriving at Hogwarts.
A/N: Alrighty... James is a bit quiet because of the argument he had with his mother and father. He also is very nervous because he knows no one. Lucky for him, he met Sirius. Yay! Also, Peter, Remus will be introduced into the next chapter I am working on as we speak! And, I bet you people are wondering who Jonah Lumina is, now aren't cha? Well, read and you will soon find out.