CHAPTER ONE:
THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS
I opened her eyes, and saw the scarlet Hogwarts Express puffing out steam. (My name is Juliet Reilly, in case you want to know. This is basically my story, and welcome to it. And now, back to the show.) I realized then that I was holding onto the handles of a trolley, with a large trunk on it. I was actually boarding the Hogwarts Express! I looked down at myself, and saw that I was wearing Hogwarts robes, and what was clearly a wand was sticking out of my pocket. I turned around and saw my mother waving at me, but I couldn't keep my thoughts on her. Was I going to meet Harry, or the Marauders that I'd always wanted to meet? I finaly waved back, and walked onto the train that I had imagined so many times.
Maybe, before I go on, I should describe myself. At this time, I was short, with long dark brown hair. I did (and still do) have glasses, which have very thin frames, and are almost always tilted towards the left side of my face. Don't ask me why, maybe my ears are lopsided, but they are. Then I was a little chubby, and I was never stick thin, but I wasn't fat. I suppose that's enough. Back you get, keep reading!
I decided to go looking around the train, instead of finding a place and sitting there. I kept wondering what year it was, whether it was the time of Harry or James. Then, I collided with a small brown haired someone, very hard. "Ow!" I yelled as he knocked me to the ground and fell on top of me. "Ugh. Sorry," I said to the boy, who getting up was straightening his robes.
"It's alright," he said, offering me his hand. "Are you a first year too?"
I nodded, and took it, still too winded to say much. I supposed that I was a first year.
"I'm Remus. Remus Lupin."
I gasped. The wind that I was regaining was sent out of me again. This was one of the Marauders, before he became, well, a Marauder! Oh, nuts. I thought, did he hear me? I had often wondered if, as a werewolf, he had really good hearing, but Remus didn't act like he heard my strangled gasp, so I introduced myself, and soon realized I was quite nervous, as I started babbling, and I always speak really quickly when I'm nervous. I was making up loads of things but I somehow knew that somehow, she knew that as soon as I said it, it became true. "...and my dad's a Muggle, he still lives in New York, they're divorced I live with my mom in Ireland, that's where she grew up-"
Remus stopped me mid-sentence. "This is where I'm sitting. You're welcome to come in."
"Oh. Sure."
We walked into the compartment, and three pairs of eyes were staring intently at me. "Hi," I whispered, as I knew that the blonde haired boy who had a mouth stuffed with chocolate was Peter Pettigrew, and the black haired boy with glasses and hazel eyes was James Potter, and the boy with long hair and gray eyes was Sirius Black. I knew what would happen to them, and I felt sad for James and Sirius, and revulsion towards Peter.
"This is Juliet Reilly, from New York. We ran into each other outside, and since then she's been telling me my entire life history," said Remus with a small smile. James stuffed a chocolate frog in his mouth. I felt my face burn.
Sirius stepped up with a flourish. "Allow me to introduce myself," he said. "I am Sirius Black, and my two uncivilized friends are James and Peter." he pulled a chocolate frog from behind his back. "May I tempt you?"
"Don't mind if I do," said Remus, and took the frog from Sirius's hand. I laughed, and snatched the frog back, stuffing it into my mouth, savoring my first chocolate frog.
"So what house do you want to be in?" asked James, once all the frogs and other candy were gone.
"GRIFFINDOR!!" shouted everyone else in the compartment.
"Did you really need to ask?" said Sirius.
"Is it true that Dumbledore was in Griffindor?" asked Peter.
"Yeah," said Remus. "So was practically every famous Auror."
While the boys spoke about all of their chocolate frog card collections, I let my mind wander to my knowledge about the future of these boys. I then vowed to myself that I would let things happen, until... I won't let anything bad happen to my friends. Sirius will not go to Azkaban. James will not be murdered. I will make sure of that. I will let nothing bad to my new friends.
The train finaly stopped in Hogsmeade station. Hagrid looked as if he had stepped right out of my vast imagination. "Firs' years! Firs' years c'mon! We 'aven't got all day!" he yelled, and the pack of young witches and wizards moved towards the man who towered above all of the others at the station. I tried to say in sight of the boys (Peter's blonde hair stuck out amongst the field of black). He led them to a fleet of small boats. "Five ter a boat!" yelled Hagrid. I climbed in beside Remus, and James squeezed in beside me. Remus and Peter clamored into the back. Before long, James had gripped my arm. I had been lost in thought, so I jumped. "Wha?" I murmured, turning to look at him.
"Who's she?" he said, staring at a certain redhead.
"Lily Evans," I said, without thinking. The others stared at me. I let something slip! God, I'm an idiot. I had to make up something quick, "Uhhh... I overheard it... at the platform. Um... yeah. Look, the castle!" I broke off, pointing. Everyone started to stare and point, too. Lily turned to one of her new friends and said something, causing James to see her bright almond-shaped emerald eyes. He sighed. Sirius laughed from beside me.
"First love, Jamesie?" he said, as Remus and Peter began to laugh too. James was too entranced by Lily to do tell Sirius not to call him 'Jamesie'. I tried it.
I cleared my throat. "Hm, James Potter is the ugliest boy in Hogwarts." The others sniggered, as James didn't notice, and another boat passed by.
"No," said Sirius, "he is." I turned to the boat and saw a greasy- haired, sallow skinned, big nosed boy.
"Oh, no," I muttered, as the boys laughed. I couldn't let any more information seep out. Not then, not there. I could barley contain myself, as I stared at Severus Snape.
We were launched into darkness, as we entered a tunnel, and I lost sight of Snape. We arrived at the underground harbor mentioned in my beloved first book, and clamored out of the boats. I flicked a spider off Peter's shoulder, and wiped my hand on my robes, as I loathe spiders, insects, and beetles. I had an urge to flick Peter in the face, just for fun, but then he glanced at me. "What was that for?" he asked.
I shrugged. "Spider." He gave a small yelp and began jumping up and down slapping his arms and shoulders. James and Sirius began to jump up and down and hit him too, and after a minuet of looking at this strange sight, Remus and I joined in. People started staring and laughing, including Lily, which, upon seeing her, caused James to trip over his own feet. We mimicked him and launched ourselves towards the ground. Brilliant! I thought to myself, not even a day here, and I'm already causing laughs with the famous Marauders!
"You five over there!" yelled Hagrid from the front, "Stop messing, we're going in!"
Hagrid lead us up a stone passageway and to the door of the castle, on which he rapped three times. The doors swung open to reveal Professor McGonagall, with a long piece of parchment. She looked us all over, making Peter hunch himself over a little, even though he was easily the smallest one there, even shorter than me, and I was always the smallest in my class. She sighed, clearly have had seen a better-looking group of first years. "Welcome to Hogwarts," she said. Clearly, she said this every year, as this was the beginning of the speech in my beloved first book. "The start-of- term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall..."
As I had read this speech so many times before, I began to look about the group of first years. Beside the future Marauders and Snape, there was a girl with a round chubby face who I assumed to be Alice... something, the future mother of Neville Long bottom. There was Lily, who seemed to have acquired a small group of giggling friends, and a group who seemed to be the future Slytherins. McGonagall had obviously opened the door, as everyone was moving into the Hall. "Form a single-file line, please!" Shouted the professor. I was placed between Sirius and Remus. Sirius was muttering about the order: "Why's my last name Black? Why couldn't it have been Zach, or Zitch, or Zebadee? I would have settled for Lupin or Potter, but no I'm Black."
"Sirius," I whispered to him, "I'm sure there's a name beginning with 'A' before you."
The Hat cut me off, beginning to sing:
You first years stand before me,
shaking in your boots,
you may have never left your families,
never far from your roots.
You're in a new place,
but never fear,
all I do is sort, I peak into your head,
there's nothing I can't hear!
I might put you into Griffindor,
(bravery is the key)
or in Ravenclaw you belong
if intelligence I see.
In Slytherin, there sit
the most cunning of the school,
but I could put you in Hufflepuff,
if loyalty rules!
But don't worry, little ones,
you'll find your true friends in your spot,
I hope that you aren't nervous,
'cause in your head, I'm going to drop!
Everyone began to clap, and I felt Sirius relax. "Maybe the hat could see what we're thinking now," whispered Remus in my ear, "as its song told us not to be nervous!" I shrugged, and turned my attention to Professor McGonagall.
"When I call you're name, please approach the front and place the Sorting Hat on your head," said McGonagall. She looked down at the list, and read: "Black, Sirius!"
"ARGGUH!" cried Sirius, making the Hall erupt with laughter. He stomped up to the stool and jammed the hat on top of his long hair.
The hat squirmed, jumped and wriggled a little, until: "GRIFFINDOR!" it yelled, making a table on one side of the room yell. He stepped off the stool, and bowed, swweping the hat off his head and placing it gently on the seat. He walked off in the direction of the cheering table, as "Bones, Amelia!" was called up.
James was now next to me, and he was staring off into space. Peter and Remus looked very nervous, and I was too: incredibly nervous. There were a few Hufflepuffs, two Slytherins and a Ravenclaw, and then: "Evans, Lily!" James jumped, and seized Peter, who squeaked in shock. Lily put the hat on her head which called out in a few seconds, "GRIFFINDOR!" James clapped very loudly for her. I turned to Remus, and we rolled our eyes.
"Jones, Hestia!" walked over to the Griffindor table, as "Lupin, Remus!" was called up. I saw some of the teachers jump, and look closely at Remus. They all know, I thought glumly. They all know and they think he's a monster. The hat seemed to be thinking carefully with Remus, it sent him to Griffindor at last, letting me breathe. "McKinnon, Alice!", Neville's future mother became a Hufflepuff, and "Nott, Theodore!" became a Slytherin.
Then: "Pettigrew, Peter!". Peter squeeked again, and was pushed out of line by James. The hat took a very long time with him, at last sending him trotting off to sit by Remus at Griffindor's table. "Podmore, Sturgis!" became a Hufflepuff, and then: "Potter, James!" James glanced at me, and breathed deeply. He walked up and jammed the hat on his head. The hat deliberated for a while, before yelling, "GRIFFINDOR!" and sending him off.
"Reilly, Juliet!" My stomach did a backflip, and I walked slowly up the gap, feeling every pair of eyes on me, examining my all-over-the-place unbrushed straight hair, and tilted glasses. I almost sat on top of the hat, and heard the laughs of the students. I blushed, and put the hat on my head. I'm sorry, Hat, was my first thought to it. I feel so awful.
I felt the hat chuckle. Don't worry, it thought, it happens all the time. No let's see. Smart... oh what's this? Ah, not from this place, I see! You've been given a chance to visit your favorite books! Well, that takes courage. You have a thirst to break free, and not be perfectly nice, and have already made some friends (images of James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter flashed before my eyes). Well, I've made my decision. Have fun in "GRIFFINDOR!"
I sighed, and walked over to the Griffindor table, where I sat beside James. I noticed how hungry I was as, "Snape, Severus!" was called up. Sirus leaned in and whispered, "Did she just say Snivellus?" we all chuckled, and I turned as Snape lowered the ragged hat onto his greasy hair. It barely touched his head, when the hat screamed "SLYTHERIN!"
While "Vance, Emmeline!" walked to the Griffindor table, Professor Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome, to another year at Hogwarts," he said. "I unfortunatly have a few announcements before we eat. Firstly, our former Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher Professor Tara has resigned, after a record breaking two years! Professor Linnet Roberts will be relpacing her," a small, dark haired witch rose from her seat and waved. "Our Potions instructor, Professor Marx, was replaced by Professor John King," a tall, blonde wizard rose, and sat back down quickly. "I also have to announce the new heads of houses: of Slytherin: Charms instructor, Professor Vernes, and of Ravenclaw: Herbology instructor, Professor Dextra.
"Secondly, I would like to announce that a new tree has been planted on the grounds. It is an extremely rare Whomping Willow, and it can defend itself quite well, so I do not suggest going near it. And now, the last announcement. Many of the fourth years and above know of the small deserted house on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. It has been taken over recently by a group of very violent ghosts, so do not enter this house, or you will face expulsion, or lose your life," there was a little bit of chattering at this. "And now, let us eat!" he clapped his hands, and the tables filled with food.
Sirius and James filled their mouths with so much food, it was disgusting. "That's so gross!" I said to Sirius, who shrugged.
"Buh izun ulez," he said, spewing chicken bits onto the table. I put down the chicken leg I was biting into on my plate.
"Waa, cuhohn, uuuonhy hive unse!" said James, and I mimicked him, stuffing food in my own mouth, and found that it was fun. I looked down the table, and saw Lily Evans, looking with distaste right at me. "Ehrans..." I murmured, my mouth still very full, and turned back to see that Remus and Peter had stuffed their faces, too.
We followed one of the Griffindor Prefects to our common room, while Sirius told us of his family. We stopped in front of the Fat Lady portrait, and the Prefect gave the password ("Canis Major!"), and it swung open. I was extremely tired, but perhaps it was because it was late night in my first world when I wished on that star. I bid goodnight to my new friends, and walked up to the girl's dormitory.
I opened her eyes, and saw the scarlet Hogwarts Express puffing out steam. (My name is Juliet Reilly, in case you want to know. This is basically my story, and welcome to it. And now, back to the show.) I realized then that I was holding onto the handles of a trolley, with a large trunk on it. I was actually boarding the Hogwarts Express! I looked down at myself, and saw that I was wearing Hogwarts robes, and what was clearly a wand was sticking out of my pocket. I turned around and saw my mother waving at me, but I couldn't keep my thoughts on her. Was I going to meet Harry, or the Marauders that I'd always wanted to meet? I finaly waved back, and walked onto the train that I had imagined so many times.
Maybe, before I go on, I should describe myself. At this time, I was short, with long dark brown hair. I did (and still do) have glasses, which have very thin frames, and are almost always tilted towards the left side of my face. Don't ask me why, maybe my ears are lopsided, but they are. Then I was a little chubby, and I was never stick thin, but I wasn't fat. I suppose that's enough. Back you get, keep reading!
I decided to go looking around the train, instead of finding a place and sitting there. I kept wondering what year it was, whether it was the time of Harry or James. Then, I collided with a small brown haired someone, very hard. "Ow!" I yelled as he knocked me to the ground and fell on top of me. "Ugh. Sorry," I said to the boy, who getting up was straightening his robes.
"It's alright," he said, offering me his hand. "Are you a first year too?"
I nodded, and took it, still too winded to say much. I supposed that I was a first year.
"I'm Remus. Remus Lupin."
I gasped. The wind that I was regaining was sent out of me again. This was one of the Marauders, before he became, well, a Marauder! Oh, nuts. I thought, did he hear me? I had often wondered if, as a werewolf, he had really good hearing, but Remus didn't act like he heard my strangled gasp, so I introduced myself, and soon realized I was quite nervous, as I started babbling, and I always speak really quickly when I'm nervous. I was making up loads of things but I somehow knew that somehow, she knew that as soon as I said it, it became true. "...and my dad's a Muggle, he still lives in New York, they're divorced I live with my mom in Ireland, that's where she grew up-"
Remus stopped me mid-sentence. "This is where I'm sitting. You're welcome to come in."
"Oh. Sure."
We walked into the compartment, and three pairs of eyes were staring intently at me. "Hi," I whispered, as I knew that the blonde haired boy who had a mouth stuffed with chocolate was Peter Pettigrew, and the black haired boy with glasses and hazel eyes was James Potter, and the boy with long hair and gray eyes was Sirius Black. I knew what would happen to them, and I felt sad for James and Sirius, and revulsion towards Peter.
"This is Juliet Reilly, from New York. We ran into each other outside, and since then she's been telling me my entire life history," said Remus with a small smile. James stuffed a chocolate frog in his mouth. I felt my face burn.
Sirius stepped up with a flourish. "Allow me to introduce myself," he said. "I am Sirius Black, and my two uncivilized friends are James and Peter." he pulled a chocolate frog from behind his back. "May I tempt you?"
"Don't mind if I do," said Remus, and took the frog from Sirius's hand. I laughed, and snatched the frog back, stuffing it into my mouth, savoring my first chocolate frog.
"So what house do you want to be in?" asked James, once all the frogs and other candy were gone.
"GRIFFINDOR!!" shouted everyone else in the compartment.
"Did you really need to ask?" said Sirius.
"Is it true that Dumbledore was in Griffindor?" asked Peter.
"Yeah," said Remus. "So was practically every famous Auror."
While the boys spoke about all of their chocolate frog card collections, I let my mind wander to my knowledge about the future of these boys. I then vowed to myself that I would let things happen, until... I won't let anything bad happen to my friends. Sirius will not go to Azkaban. James will not be murdered. I will make sure of that. I will let nothing bad to my new friends.
The train finaly stopped in Hogsmeade station. Hagrid looked as if he had stepped right out of my vast imagination. "Firs' years! Firs' years c'mon! We 'aven't got all day!" he yelled, and the pack of young witches and wizards moved towards the man who towered above all of the others at the station. I tried to say in sight of the boys (Peter's blonde hair stuck out amongst the field of black). He led them to a fleet of small boats. "Five ter a boat!" yelled Hagrid. I climbed in beside Remus, and James squeezed in beside me. Remus and Peter clamored into the back. Before long, James had gripped my arm. I had been lost in thought, so I jumped. "Wha?" I murmured, turning to look at him.
"Who's she?" he said, staring at a certain redhead.
"Lily Evans," I said, without thinking. The others stared at me. I let something slip! God, I'm an idiot. I had to make up something quick, "Uhhh... I overheard it... at the platform. Um... yeah. Look, the castle!" I broke off, pointing. Everyone started to stare and point, too. Lily turned to one of her new friends and said something, causing James to see her bright almond-shaped emerald eyes. He sighed. Sirius laughed from beside me.
"First love, Jamesie?" he said, as Remus and Peter began to laugh too. James was too entranced by Lily to do tell Sirius not to call him 'Jamesie'. I tried it.
I cleared my throat. "Hm, James Potter is the ugliest boy in Hogwarts." The others sniggered, as James didn't notice, and another boat passed by.
"No," said Sirius, "he is." I turned to the boat and saw a greasy- haired, sallow skinned, big nosed boy.
"Oh, no," I muttered, as the boys laughed. I couldn't let any more information seep out. Not then, not there. I could barley contain myself, as I stared at Severus Snape.
We were launched into darkness, as we entered a tunnel, and I lost sight of Snape. We arrived at the underground harbor mentioned in my beloved first book, and clamored out of the boats. I flicked a spider off Peter's shoulder, and wiped my hand on my robes, as I loathe spiders, insects, and beetles. I had an urge to flick Peter in the face, just for fun, but then he glanced at me. "What was that for?" he asked.
I shrugged. "Spider." He gave a small yelp and began jumping up and down slapping his arms and shoulders. James and Sirius began to jump up and down and hit him too, and after a minuet of looking at this strange sight, Remus and I joined in. People started staring and laughing, including Lily, which, upon seeing her, caused James to trip over his own feet. We mimicked him and launched ourselves towards the ground. Brilliant! I thought to myself, not even a day here, and I'm already causing laughs with the famous Marauders!
"You five over there!" yelled Hagrid from the front, "Stop messing, we're going in!"
Hagrid lead us up a stone passageway and to the door of the castle, on which he rapped three times. The doors swung open to reveal Professor McGonagall, with a long piece of parchment. She looked us all over, making Peter hunch himself over a little, even though he was easily the smallest one there, even shorter than me, and I was always the smallest in my class. She sighed, clearly have had seen a better-looking group of first years. "Welcome to Hogwarts," she said. Clearly, she said this every year, as this was the beginning of the speech in my beloved first book. "The start-of- term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall..."
As I had read this speech so many times before, I began to look about the group of first years. Beside the future Marauders and Snape, there was a girl with a round chubby face who I assumed to be Alice... something, the future mother of Neville Long bottom. There was Lily, who seemed to have acquired a small group of giggling friends, and a group who seemed to be the future Slytherins. McGonagall had obviously opened the door, as everyone was moving into the Hall. "Form a single-file line, please!" Shouted the professor. I was placed between Sirius and Remus. Sirius was muttering about the order: "Why's my last name Black? Why couldn't it have been Zach, or Zitch, or Zebadee? I would have settled for Lupin or Potter, but no I'm Black."
"Sirius," I whispered to him, "I'm sure there's a name beginning with 'A' before you."
The Hat cut me off, beginning to sing:
You first years stand before me,
shaking in your boots,
you may have never left your families,
never far from your roots.
You're in a new place,
but never fear,
all I do is sort, I peak into your head,
there's nothing I can't hear!
I might put you into Griffindor,
(bravery is the key)
or in Ravenclaw you belong
if intelligence I see.
In Slytherin, there sit
the most cunning of the school,
but I could put you in Hufflepuff,
if loyalty rules!
But don't worry, little ones,
you'll find your true friends in your spot,
I hope that you aren't nervous,
'cause in your head, I'm going to drop!
Everyone began to clap, and I felt Sirius relax. "Maybe the hat could see what we're thinking now," whispered Remus in my ear, "as its song told us not to be nervous!" I shrugged, and turned my attention to Professor McGonagall.
"When I call you're name, please approach the front and place the Sorting Hat on your head," said McGonagall. She looked down at the list, and read: "Black, Sirius!"
"ARGGUH!" cried Sirius, making the Hall erupt with laughter. He stomped up to the stool and jammed the hat on top of his long hair.
The hat squirmed, jumped and wriggled a little, until: "GRIFFINDOR!" it yelled, making a table on one side of the room yell. He stepped off the stool, and bowed, swweping the hat off his head and placing it gently on the seat. He walked off in the direction of the cheering table, as "Bones, Amelia!" was called up.
James was now next to me, and he was staring off into space. Peter and Remus looked very nervous, and I was too: incredibly nervous. There were a few Hufflepuffs, two Slytherins and a Ravenclaw, and then: "Evans, Lily!" James jumped, and seized Peter, who squeaked in shock. Lily put the hat on her head which called out in a few seconds, "GRIFFINDOR!" James clapped very loudly for her. I turned to Remus, and we rolled our eyes.
"Jones, Hestia!" walked over to the Griffindor table, as "Lupin, Remus!" was called up. I saw some of the teachers jump, and look closely at Remus. They all know, I thought glumly. They all know and they think he's a monster. The hat seemed to be thinking carefully with Remus, it sent him to Griffindor at last, letting me breathe. "McKinnon, Alice!", Neville's future mother became a Hufflepuff, and "Nott, Theodore!" became a Slytherin.
Then: "Pettigrew, Peter!". Peter squeeked again, and was pushed out of line by James. The hat took a very long time with him, at last sending him trotting off to sit by Remus at Griffindor's table. "Podmore, Sturgis!" became a Hufflepuff, and then: "Potter, James!" James glanced at me, and breathed deeply. He walked up and jammed the hat on his head. The hat deliberated for a while, before yelling, "GRIFFINDOR!" and sending him off.
"Reilly, Juliet!" My stomach did a backflip, and I walked slowly up the gap, feeling every pair of eyes on me, examining my all-over-the-place unbrushed straight hair, and tilted glasses. I almost sat on top of the hat, and heard the laughs of the students. I blushed, and put the hat on my head. I'm sorry, Hat, was my first thought to it. I feel so awful.
I felt the hat chuckle. Don't worry, it thought, it happens all the time. No let's see. Smart... oh what's this? Ah, not from this place, I see! You've been given a chance to visit your favorite books! Well, that takes courage. You have a thirst to break free, and not be perfectly nice, and have already made some friends (images of James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter flashed before my eyes). Well, I've made my decision. Have fun in "GRIFFINDOR!"
I sighed, and walked over to the Griffindor table, where I sat beside James. I noticed how hungry I was as, "Snape, Severus!" was called up. Sirus leaned in and whispered, "Did she just say Snivellus?" we all chuckled, and I turned as Snape lowered the ragged hat onto his greasy hair. It barely touched his head, when the hat screamed "SLYTHERIN!"
While "Vance, Emmeline!" walked to the Griffindor table, Professor Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome, to another year at Hogwarts," he said. "I unfortunatly have a few announcements before we eat. Firstly, our former Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher Professor Tara has resigned, after a record breaking two years! Professor Linnet Roberts will be relpacing her," a small, dark haired witch rose from her seat and waved. "Our Potions instructor, Professor Marx, was replaced by Professor John King," a tall, blonde wizard rose, and sat back down quickly. "I also have to announce the new heads of houses: of Slytherin: Charms instructor, Professor Vernes, and of Ravenclaw: Herbology instructor, Professor Dextra.
"Secondly, I would like to announce that a new tree has been planted on the grounds. It is an extremely rare Whomping Willow, and it can defend itself quite well, so I do not suggest going near it. And now, the last announcement. Many of the fourth years and above know of the small deserted house on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. It has been taken over recently by a group of very violent ghosts, so do not enter this house, or you will face expulsion, or lose your life," there was a little bit of chattering at this. "And now, let us eat!" he clapped his hands, and the tables filled with food.
Sirius and James filled their mouths with so much food, it was disgusting. "That's so gross!" I said to Sirius, who shrugged.
"Buh izun ulez," he said, spewing chicken bits onto the table. I put down the chicken leg I was biting into on my plate.
"Waa, cuhohn, uuuonhy hive unse!" said James, and I mimicked him, stuffing food in my own mouth, and found that it was fun. I looked down the table, and saw Lily Evans, looking with distaste right at me. "Ehrans..." I murmured, my mouth still very full, and turned back to see that Remus and Peter had stuffed their faces, too.
We followed one of the Griffindor Prefects to our common room, while Sirius told us of his family. We stopped in front of the Fat Lady portrait, and the Prefect gave the password ("Canis Major!"), and it swung open. I was extremely tired, but perhaps it was because it was late night in my first world when I wished on that star. I bid goodnight to my new friends, and walked up to the girl's dormitory.