Chapter 2:

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The narrow hall was suddenly jammed with the occupants of the compartments. Some protruding out their heads while others had their whole bodies out in the hall, all looking toward the front. Lupin and Sirius pushed their way up there, only to find two boys pointing their wands at each other, both with pure hatred written on their faces.

Sirius recognized them both instantly, one as a Potter and the other a Snape. He had seen much too much of Severs over his time at home not to recognize him. That horrific crooked nose, and slimy hair. Sirius had hated him the moment he had first met him, back when he was five. Then when the Black family moved up in social rank, and they were no longer allowed to associate with the Snape's, it had been a very blissful day for Sirius.

Now for that Potter. Sirius had heard too many 'horror' stories about what blood trading people the Potters were. All of those stories were followed with the same picture of a certain Potter shaking a muggles hand. Sadly, Sirius had stopped hearing that story a few years ago. But another one, which actually made his spin shiver every time he heard it, replaced that story. The story of how we…how his father, had put that blood trader in place….of how we not need to worry about the Potter's madness affecting others any longer. Oddly enough, Sirius was sure he was staring at that very Potter. He looked just like the man in the picture, but younger… and alive. Sirius guessed that it was the deceased son.

At the moment Sirius felt complete understanding toward the Potter. He knew he shouldn't, but who could like Severus? Sirius looked at Lupin who was utterly confused, and shrugged his shoulders. He wondered what the two were fighting over?

" Are you honestly telling me that you believe wizards to be above muggles? Is your brain that small? If it were not for them, how would we be getting to Hogwarts? They created the train, you know!" the certain Potter yelled at Severus.

"Oh please, if it was not for us they would be long dead by now! And it does not help us out if you people keep inter-breeding with them…"

"You make them sound like a different type of animal, like the are savage…"

"STUPI-

ACCIO WANDS.

Cried Sirius, he was not going tolerate that rat hurting someone, even if it was a Potter. Now that he was holding three wands in his hands, the duelers were staring at him as well as the audience.

"Now honestly, we have not even made it to school and we are already doing magic!" a little sparkle shone in Sirius eyes. Is that really necessary Snape? Also we all have our own political opinions, but that does not mean we duel dirty, Snape?" Sirius hated people who cast spells when their opponents back was turned, or in this case in the middle of his sentence. "Bye the way I am Sirius Black, I am quite sure you are a Potter. Correct?"

He nodded in mild surprise.

"Right then," continued Sirius. " If you are going to duel, at least do it properly. Here" Sirius tossed back their wands and a glint returned to his eyes. " Now when I say go, go…I think we should just uses the basics. Nothing two serious…

"Break it up, Break it up. What do we have here?"

Upon hearing a prefects voice all the children scattered. At which point Sirius turned toward Lupin and they began retreating when someone called out. "Hey, Black…over here." And Sirius was pulled in the opposite direction, into a compartment closely followed by Remus. Once the door was shut both boys were staring at none other than the certain Potter.

"Since you saved me from Snape's spell, I decided to save you from the prefect. My compartment was closer than yours. If you had gone back to yours you would have been caught."

A sinister simile crept upon Sirius' face. "You realize that we aren't 'allowed' to talk to each other."

"Sorry, I have a knack for breaking the rules." Said Potter cunningly. "Dido." said Remus and Sirius simultaneously.

Silent smile broke out over all three of the boy's faces and which quickly morphed into a fit of chuckles.

"So I am James, you are Sirius and you are?" directing this comment at Remus.

"Remus Lupin. And I am quite aware that no one will know, a Potter and Black both just saved each others hides."

Again appeared the sneaky smiles, the three had become friends forever.

In a short while the food cart came around and the boys had nice bit of fun reading the chocolate frog cards and telling each other about their families. At one point the same informant that had told Remus and Sirius about the duel came in to tell them that they should get their robes on. When he turned to leave Remus told him that he should stay and talk with them. The boy looked grateful and stayed. His name was Peter Petregriew.