James, Sirius, Remus and Peter
Chapter 5- The Journey
Sirius woke up very early on the 1st of September. Excitement was bursting inside him like excitement bursting inside a child when Christmas was near by.
He was already packed and was wearing his school robes; his parents would never bring muggle clothes into the house let alone wear it.
Finally the time came to go to platform nine and three quarters. Everyone was up and assembled as Kreacher handed each and every one of them their floo powder.
As usual Mr Black went first closely followed by Mrs Black and her son and last but not least Sirius.
'Hurry up, James' called Mrs Potter
James Potter raced down the stairs dressed in muggle clothes; he was wearing baggy blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He ran into the kitchen only stopping to grab a handful of toast before setting off at a run towards his mother, in her car waiting outside for him.
'Oi' called someone. 'Aren't you going to say goodbye'
James was at the door and turned around sprinted back to the kitchen where his grandfather sat eating his breakfast.
'I'm going to miss you' said James hugging his grandfather almost knocking him off his chair.
'Hey you're not going to get mushy on me, now' he said laughing. 'Just give Hogwarts hell for me'
'Consider it done'
They broke apart as they heard the horn of the car beeping loudly. James turned running out of the kitchen and into the car where the journey to Hogwarts had begun.
The Blacks had already reached platform nine and three quarters; and were chatting away with relatives.
Sirius stood their bored, he so much wanted to leave them and go on the train. He watched the Black women exchange kisses and the Black men shake hands.
'Hi Aunty, it's your favourites niece Bellatrix'
Sirius turned to see his cousin standing there but was suddenly knocked aside as Mrs Black and Belletrix exchanged a few kisses.
Once Mrs Black and Bellatrix stopped talking Sirius spoke to her.
'Hi Bellatrix' said Sirius. 'You wouldn't know where Andromeda is would you?'
Andromeda was Bellatrix's sister and Sirius favourite cousin. Although she was older than him; she was due to starts her seventh year. Andromeda had been sorted into the house Ravenclaw which made her the first Black to go to a different house other than Slytherin; apparently the Blacks were not happy about this. This however was good news to Sirius because if she got into Ravenclaw and wasn't disowned then he could end up in another house than Slytherin. Slytherin was another topic his parents loved talking about and by the sound of it, it sounded like home and Sirius thought he might was well stay home then ending up in Slytherin because it would be no different except his family will be replaced by a bunch of people that are his age.
Everyone in the Black family seemed to be pleased with Andromeda because she had been made Head girl and Sirius's mother believed she had made up for ending up in Ravenclaw.
'Um…er…mmmh' said Bellatrix repeating those same words after he had asked her the question which she still didn't answer. 'Oh I don't know'
Sirius glared at her for wasting his time but suddenly they were joined by pureblood families who were goodbye to their pureblood children before they went to Hogwarts. This was Sirius's chance all of them looked absorbed with each other, so Sirius quietly sneaked away.
He reached the scarlet Hogwarts express and stored his trunk away. He was just about to keep moving when he over heard something a group of women were talking about.
'Oh look it's that Black family' said the first
'Who are the Black family?' said the second
'Oh they are dark family; you want to stay away from' said the third
'Why?' said the second
'They think they are better than everyone because they are purebloods' said the first one and seeing the blank face of the second one 'being from a wizard family'
'They've been known to support every dark lord' said the third
'Now you tell me' said the first one heatedly 'if that's right: to wipe out people who are from muggle families or even muggles'
'No' said the third. 'But don't worry dear, there are some of us that believe we are all the same and it doesn't mean anything if we are pureblood and if truth be told most muggle borns are better than us at magic'
Sirius walked away hardly paying attention to where he was going. So that's what people thought of his family but the thing that was bothering was: he was nothing like his family and people might as assume he is like them and they will tell their children to stay away from him. This was all going bad, people he wanted to make friends will be told to stay away from him and people like his parents will want to make friends with him.
Sirius found an empty compartment and sat down. All the excitement had been sucked out of him after the three ladies talk. Suddenly a small boy by the age of nine passed, he wore round spectacles which reminded Sirius of James. He had made friends with James and with any luck if they stayed that way people will see he isn't like his family.
Sirius sat back in his seat with excitement as he waited for the boy called James with hazel eyes and messy jet-black hair to come.
The Potters finally reached platform nine and three quarters; they only had ten minutes to go. Mr Potter and James stored James's trunk away quickly. They only had a couple of minutes now. Suddenly Mrs Potter burst into tears and started to hug her son and kissing him.
'Oh…mum…please stop' said James trying to get free from his mother.
Mrs Potter finally let go of James after little persuasion from both Mr Potter and James.
'Ok buddy' said Mr Potter hugging his only son. 'I'm going to miss you. I won't have anyone to play quitdittich with'
'Don't worry, I'll be here for summer' said James. 'So you got a whole year to get better'
'What about Christmas?'
'I may be crazy about quitditch but not crazy enough to play in the freezing cold'
There was a loud sharp whistle that meant the train was to depart in a minute. Giving his parents his last hugs he leapt on the train. James talked to his parents through the open window.
'Have a nice term son'
'Good luck with your training dad'
Mr Potter laughed as the train began to move. Both Mr and Mrs Potter ran along side.
'You have great time at Hogwarts James. I certainly did.'
'I will Mum'
'And James be good, won't you, won't James…'
Just then the train turned a corner so James was saved from his mother's last words.
James turned around and rumpled his hair making it messier. He began to look for Sirius; he popped his head in and out from every compartment looking for Sirius.
James reached the compartment at the end and entered to find an empty compartment that contained only Sirius.
'Sirius, splendid to see you old boy. How are you?' said James seizing Sirius hand and once again with the posh accent.
'Good, Good and how are you old, boy' said Sirius with a similar accent and shacking as fierce as James.
'Summer good, old boy' asked James
'Not bad, not bad at all, old boy' said Sirius. 'You?'
'Splendid'
The compartment door slid open and both boys who were still shaking hands quickly let go and looked to see who had interrupted their union.
It was a girl only except this time she didn't have dark red hair and emerald green eyes.
'Sorry' she said and with that she walked out and closed the door.
'So' said James dropping the accent and hopping on to a seat opposite Sirius. 'Which quittditch team do you support?'
Quittditch was the best subject to start off with when you meet someone you don't really know. And so the two boys talked and talked until the compartment door opened a boy smaller than James and Sirius with light brown hair stood there.
There was silence for a while as the boy who looked about the same age as James and Sirius stood there. Perhaps he was receiving silent stares because he looked tired and peaky or maybe because James and Sirius were waiting for him to make the first move.
'Do you guys mind if I join you?' he asked. 'It's just that everywhere else is full'
'Sure' said James jumping off his seat and shaking the boy's hand. 'I'm James and I don't respond to Jimmy, Jim, Jamie, Jamsie, Sonny Jim or anything; it's just James. And you must be Remus J Lupin'
'Yeah…I'm…hey' said Remus. 'How did you know my name?'
'It says on your briefcase' said James pointing at the shabby briefcase in Remus's hand.
'I'm Sirius'
'Um…ok'
Remus took a seat next to James and there was silence once again it was then broken by…
'It's my name, it's spelt S-I-R-I-U-S but pronounced serious'
'Oh' said Remus. 'I thought you didn't do jokes or something'
All three boys laughed at this but suddenly stopped as a plump boy with mousy brown hair and pointed nose came running into the compartment. He quickly closed the door and stood to get his breath back.
'P-Peter…Pettigrew…sorry…it…was…a…emergency' panted the boy, his hands on his knees.
'Calm down' said Remus. 'Who are you running from?'
'No one' said the boy
'Ah come on' said Sirius. 'You were running away from someone'
'Fine fine I'll tell you' said the boy taking a seat next to Sirius. 'I was looking for a compartment and I walked into one where some teenage-girls were getting changed'
'May I ask you, why did you run?' asked Sirius
'No you may not ask' said James. 'I will ask: why did you run?'
'Well…ah…because…'
'Because he has some dignity' said Remus
'Well I don't' said Sirius. 'I think I will go give those girls a visit'
'I'm right behind you old boy' said James also getting up and Sirius heels.
'I'm Remus Lupin' said Remus as the two boys exit.
'Peter Pettigrew'
'Those two perverts are James and Sirius. The one with glasses is James and the other is Sirius.
It was while before James and Sirius walked back into the compartment, both looking disappointed.
'You guys see anything?' asked Remus trying not to sound interested.
'No' grunted Sirius
'Except, a couple of flying shoes' said James
'Too bad' said Remus grinning. 'By the way guys this is Peter'
'Hi'
'Hey'
A knock on the compartment door and then a woman with a kind face popped her head in.
'Anything from the food trolley dears' she asked kindly.
James and Sirius who both came from rich families hopped off their seat ready to spend that sack of gold that were in their pockets. Remus had some money but as not much as the two. Peter however…
'Oh no, I've left my money at home'
'Are you sure you haven't dropped it'
'No' said Peter. 'I remember leaving it on the kitchen table'
'That's ok' said James. 'You can share with me'
'And me' said Remus
There was no "me too" from Sirius until all in the compartment looked at him.
'I'm joking, joking sure you can share with'
The four boys went and bought as much as they could carry in their arms and returned to their compartment dumping all their food to the nearest seat.
'So, do you two like quitditch?'
And before they knew it James, Sirius, Remus and Peter were off talking, laughing and eating like old friends through the whole journey and didn't stop until the compartment door slid open and what looked like a fifth year teenage-girl stood at the door, glaring at James, Sirius and Peter.
'Hello' said Remus politely. 'Can we help you?'
'We will be at Hogwarts in ten minutes' she said her expression changing 'and as a prefect, it's my duty to advise you to get change into your school robes'
'Thanks' said James. 'By the way I'm really sorry in walking in on you and your friends getting changed'
'Yeah' said Sirius. 'We wouldn't have dreamed of it'
'If you only knew the dignity we had' said James. 'Why you would know we would be the last people on earth to do such a thing'
Remus gave a loud fake cough that oddly sounded like "yeah right".
'There was a sign on the door that said "do not disturb",' said the prefect.
'Really' said Sirius trying to sound shocked. 'I had no idea'
'We must have missed it' said James
'We locked the door with a charm' said the prefect
'That I can explain' said James. 'We thought someone might have locked you lot in there'
'Did you hear banging and screaming' she said folding her arms. 'Now if you don't mind I must get back and oh I think you don't need to lock the door trust me no one would want to see you get changed'
'I'm offended' said James looking hurt.
'I-if I-I saw a sign I would not have entered' said Peter
'Didn't your mum ever taught you to knock' she replied
Peter went pink as she walked out.
'Don't' worry Pete' said James. 'She just angry you saw her doing whatever you saw her doing'
The prefect heard this and she did feel a bit guilty about what she had said to the plump boy called Pete and was about to walk in and apologise when suddenly yelps could be heard from the compartment. The prefect was about to demand what this was about, when she heard what they were shouting.
'No, peter no' one shouted which she recognized as the boy with dark hair.
'You can just wear your school robes on top of your muggle clothes' cried the light brown haired one.
The prefect walked away smiling to herself, pity she didn't see the plump boy go red in the face while trying to pull his trousers up and at the same time glaring at James rolling around on the floor crying out "my eyes, my eyes".
Author's note: there you go. That's got to be my longest chapter so far. I know I haven't updated for long time and I'm sorry but I had a lot of work to do. I hope u guys didn't betray me and joined some other marauder author. Don't forget to review.
