Puppy Love

Disclaimer: Though I would forever love to, I sadly do not own JK Rowling's Harry Potter Books, or series. Though, I must admit I love her characters and plot and everything. . anyway, all the characters that have already been mentioned in the Harry Potter series are © to JK Rowling. Sierra Black, Casey Thomas and any other random chick is © to me, Kay. And about Mr. Black, Don is the actual Mr. Black that is spoken about in the books.

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Chapter Three - Boys Will Be Boys

As the train began to slow down, Sierra woke up from her deep slumber to find her head rested comfortably on Remus's shoulder. The smell of pine and cinnamon woke all her senses immediately and the young girl sat stiffly upright, one of her hands lifting to rub the kink in her neck. Chocolate brown eyes flew to the window, where nothing could be seen outside except the darkness of night. Remus, who seemed to have been sleeping himself, yawned softly and stretched in his seat. Sierra and Remus hadn't been the only two tuckered out. With his mouth hanging open only slightly and his head pressed into the window, Sirius continued to snooze, a small puddle of drool on the seat already. James seemed to be the only one whom had stayed awake the whole train ride, and he looked as bored as hell. On his lap sat a miniature creature of some sort... it looked like a deer though long horns protruded from it's head. Sierra tilted her head to the side, eyes narrowing as she examined the... thing.

"Is that a..."

"Stag." James finished, answering her question. "My dad gave it to me for my birthday. And yes, it is alive and it does move so please don't try and kill it."

Sierra blinked several times, before she shook her head and looked around, realizing for the first time that all four of the first years had forgotten to change into their robes.

"Bloody hell..." The Black girl groaned, rubbing her temples.

"What?" James asked with a sigh.

"We forgot to put our robes on!" Remus gasped, jumping up and grabbing his trunk down from the shelf above them.

James and Sierra followed suit, waking Sirius in the process thanks to the loud thuds of trunks falling to the floor. The three just pulled their black robes overtop of their muggle clothing, not bothering to change into school uniform. Well... Sierra didn't really have anywhere to change, unless she wanted to go down to the far end of the train to get to the bathroom. And, she didn't have time for that. So because Sierra wouldn't leave, the boys were forced to wear their muggle clothing underneath as well.

As they finished slipping their robes on, the compartment door slid open to reveal Logan's happy face.

"Ready?" He inquired, looking over the four first years. "I guess not. You know, everyone else already changed into their uniform."

"I guess we'll be original then, right lads?" Sirius announced, a wicked grin on his face.

James nodded and stepped past Logan into the hall, leaving his trunk behind for the train steward to pick it up for him. Remus shrugged an 'okay' and followed James, giving Sierra a 'your-brothers-insane' type of look. Sierra couldn't help but giggle. From behind Logan, Aislyn wrapped an arm around him and hugged him gently. Her blue eyes landed on the Black twins, and she smiled reassuringly.

"Don't worry. The Sorting Hat never makes mistakes."

Logan gave his younger siblings a thumbs up before his girlfriend dragged him away into the crowd of students walking hurriedly in the hallway. They all seemed excited about watching the Sorting. Or maybe they were just hungry. Either way, they were all fairly impatient to get out of the train, and into Hogwarts.

Sirius and Sierra met each others eye. "You ready?" Sirius whispered, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smile.

"Definitely."

"Alright. We'll have to tackle our way through, but we'll survive."

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It could be compared to a rampaging herd of wild moose or... a cluster of blind sheep, but the many first years just poured off the train like water. All of the younger students seemed to cluster together, trying to find their way around. Thankfully, in the dark of the train station, there was a light. Well, a voice, but a voice that brought relief to many of the children.

"First years! First years, this way." Called a deafening, harsh voice. "First years!"

Blindly, the young ones all moved towards the voice calling for them, some even being pushed from the older students who rudely seemed to enjoy bullying them. Sierra, who was holding onto Sirius's arm tightly at the time, was dragged all the way towards the voice, right to the front of the large gathering of first years. James and Remus followed them silently, though presented themselves proudly beside the Blacks.

All four pairs of eyes looked up towards the large being. Well, it was either a bear or a monstrously huge man. A tall, grizzly, scruffy man who could bee ten feet tall and four feet wide. He seemed to wear skins that he had made himself, that... could be seen as pretty in an unique sort of way. The man had head and facial hair that was as black as coal, and small beady eyes that were seen behind his chubby cheeks. You could almost see a broad grin on his face if you looked hard enough through his beard. From the crowd of first years, Rubeus Hagrid could almost be a tree of some sort. Though, not very bark-like and more furry-ish.

"Why, 'ello there." Hagrid spoke softly, catching them off-guard. They had been expecting him to scream or bellow, but yet there was an unknown softness. Suddenly, he seemed a lot friendlier in the four first years eyes. "Well, I don't need anything to tell me that you're a Black." The giant said, nodding at Sirius. As his eyes rested on Sierra, recognition dawned on his face. "You too."

"Yup!" Sirius stated proudly. "How did you know?"

"Ye look like yer brother, Logan, 'cept the eyes differ." Hagrid looked at Sierra, then Sirius, and back to Sierra. "Twins?"

Sirius and Sierra nodded together.

"Well, ye goin' ter introduce me to yer friends?"

"I'm James. James Potter." The hazel-eyed boy said. He was still astonished that he had finally found someone that was scruffier than himself!

"Remus Lupin." The other boy mentioned, nodding curtly. "Your Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts, aren't you?"

"That's me." The giant announced, smiling from ear to ear. "I know yer Dad."

Remus smiled brightly and nodded quickly. His Dad, Jonathon Lupin, went from school to school sometimes on ministry business. He had met Hagrid on his way around Hogwarts this year, trying to make friends with the man in hopes of getting a friend for his son. Also, he was there to see the new tree put in at Hogwarts. But, this was no ordinary tree. It was basically alive, and tending to be very hostile towards anything that it could reach. It's branches would viciously whip and attack anything within distance, or the whole trunk would bend over just to squish you flat. Dumbledore had claimed that it was a strange liking for the tree that had caused him to buy it. No one knows otherwise.

Hagrid looked up from the four first years and scanned the bunch of children silently.

"Everyone here? Good. Let's get goin'."

The students followed in Hagrid's wake, chattering feverishly with each other eagerly about Hogwarts and what they had heard. The biggest conversation topic at the moment? Houses. What house would who be in? Gryffindor seemed the most popular. Than Slytherin, Ravenclaw and lastly, Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff's were seen (stereo typically, of course) as wimps and stupid people. In all honesty, they were the few people chosen for their strengths in loyalty and trust, smarts and kindness. Ravenclaw were usually the browners or.. the people who got the best marks. True, the Ravenclaw student was usually very clever, but they were also very patient and neat, and even if they did act superior from time to time, they were still formidable people. The people who wanted to be in Slytherin, and probably got in, were the dark, untrustworthy, cheater sort. None of the other houses really liked them, because of their untrusty personality. But above all houses, Gryffindor was seen as the gold medal. Gryffindors were bold, incredibly trustworthy, honest and very hard-working people. Who wouldn't want to be in that house?

"Alright, four ter a boat." The large man bellowed as he sat down in a boat all for himself, watching carefully as all the students began climbing into the closest boat they could find. As a lanky, black haired boy shoved his way through to a nice looking boat, Hagrid frowned. "Easy now. No need to get rough."

The boy looked at Hagrid, before rolling his dark eyes and turning to a blonde friend of his. The blonde boy just smiled and laughed, his eyes looking at his lanky friend before smirking cruelly at the Keeper of Keys. The giant-man just shook his head and watched the others, mainly his new-found friends.

Sirius had sat down in a boat with James and Remus, leaving one spot open for anyone to come along and take it. Soon enough, a small round boy scurried into the boat, looking nervously at Sirius, James and Remus before looking down at the floor. The three boys just watched, trying their hardest not to laugh when the pudgy boy kept twitching and flinching at every little thing. Soon, Sirius was dropping things purposefully or stomping his feet on the floor just to get the small first year to flinch.

"C-could you s-stop?" The mousey boy whispered, his eyes meeting Sirius's for a brief second before he looked at the floor once again.

"Sure." Sirius shrugged, before turning around to look ahead. Just then, his wand fell for the ten thousandth time. "Oh, whoops. Sorry, my bad."

"P-please!"

"Alright, alright..."

Thud. Twitch.

"STOP IT!"

Sirius and James giggled silently.

"I apologize for these two." Remus spoke softly, smiling kindly towards the boy. "They're both idiots, and need to get a life instead of picking on people. I'm Remus, by the way."

All eyes turned to the stuttering boy, after the two boys ceased their scowling at Remus.

"I'm Peter P-Pettigrew." He said, smiling slightly.

"Peter? I'm James, and that's Sirius." Crossing his arms over his chest, Potter boy took off his glasses for a second to clean them. "How about we stop making introductions. We should make everyone figure out who were are by themselves. I'm tired of saying my name."

"How will they do that? People can't just look at you and know your name. Plus, I like saying my name." Argued Sirius, after he was finished scaring Peter by starring at him wide-eyed. "Sirius Black. It really just rolls off the tongue."

"I somehow agree with Sirius. People don't just... know your name. You have to tell them first. Plus, it's polite to introduce yourself." Remus wasn't even facing his fellow boat passengers anymore. Instead, he was looking down at the water as the boat suddenly drifted off away from the dock.

"But, mine doesn't roll off the tongue like Sirius's does. Mine is better said when you say it hatefully."

"James Potter." Sirius spat, glaring at James.

"See?!"

As the three friends argued, Peter listened and giggled quietly, enjoying himself very much so. Soon enough, all attention was on him once again when James finally noticed.

"I don't whine! Look what you two have done... Even Peter's laughing at us."

"You, James." Sirius interrupted. "He's laughing at you."

James put a crushed look on his face and turned away, unable to think of a comeback that would sound smart.

"Where's Sierra's boat?" Remus asked out of the blue.

Sirius shrugged. "I don't know. I think she found her friend she was looking for on the train, and sat with her and two other girls on another boat somewhere." After a moments pause, the Black twin added. "Jeez, I hope she's on a boat. Wouldn't it be crazy if we forgot her on the train?"

Sirius turned around only to be on the receiving end of a warning glare from Remus. "What? What did I say?"

All eyes turned from Sirius to ahead of them as 'oos' and 'awes' filled the air, the sight of Hogwarts causing even the boys to gasp in amazement. It was certainly a beautiful site. The old, medieval looking castle was nestled high up on a mountain of sorts on a small island not far into the lake. Flame torches lit a pathway from the shore to the front doors, and the light from the windows topped it all off with a homely sort of look.

The corners of Sirius's lips twitched upwards in a smile, and looking from Remus, to James, to Peter, the Black twin announced in a whisper.

"Well blokes, welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

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Authors Note: Yay! that's done. Sorry, I didn't get to the sorting. Will next chappie!