Chapter Three- Potions and Flying

I woke up and realized that no one else was in the dorm. I was obviously late. I quickly jumped out of bed, threw on some robes, and grabbed my bag filled will all of my books. As I scrambled down the stairs to the common room, I found no one there and saw that I was even later than I thought I was. When I got down to the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall was already passing out the schedules.

I heard James groan. I looked down and I immediately saw the problem. He had dumped his porridge all over his robes.

"Hey Sirius," he said. "I'll be back as soon as I change."

"Okay," I said as he left the Great Hall. "So Remus, are you looking forward to potions class with dear Auntie Professor Mager?" I asked my mate with a grin. He has told us last night that the potions teacher was his aunt.

"Come on Sirius. Just stop," he said calmly.

Potions went by rather quickly. So quickly that the only thing I noticed was when a Hufflepuff named Kyle Rivera dumped ink all over the notes we were taking.But I can most ceratainly say that Flying lessons were much more interesting.

James and I were late to Flying. We immediately told Madam Hooch it was because we were helping some poor defenseless Ravenclaw picked up the books he had dropped all over the floor while everyone else was laughing at him. We of course didn't help him. We were the ones laughing at him. We couldn't help it. The way he just fell over nothing was absolutely hysterical!

That Lily Evans girl, (the one who gave us dirty looks during the Sorting) gave us the same dirty look she had given us the previous night.

"Mr. Black and Mr. Potter, if you would please join the ranks of your classmates, we can begin," Madam Hooch said deftly. With that, James and I started a very interesting first year.

Author's Note: Blegh, there you go. Chapter tres.. It's definitely not the best.. But I hope it will get better. ¡Adios!