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I step inside the castle and can feel the excitement in the air. For the other students it's the chance to see their friends, the chance to use magic once again. For me it's getting to learn new spells, learn about witches and wizards of the past, to be able to study in that marvelous school once again. And well, getting to Sirius again of course, even if it will be from afar. I quickly find a seat at the Ravenclaw table, which "conveniently" faces the Griffindor table, and pull out my transfiguration book once more. And before I know it, a stream of first years pour through the great hall's entrance. I've always loved the first years, so innocent and naïve. Professor McGonagall sets the old, tattered sorting hat out and before long the hat sings its song. Once over, the Professor begins reading of names. br br

"Adams, Peter" br br

"SLYTHERIN" BR BR

"Akers, Lindsey" br br

"HUFFLEPUFF" br br

And the sorting continues on until the last two students are called. br br

"White, Gregory" br br

"GRIFFINDOR" br br

and finally… Br br

"Wyatt, Timothy" br br

"RAVENCLAW" br

Question 2:

I can feel and hear my stomach grumbling as Headmaster Dumbledore begins his speech. br

"Welcome, welcome, to another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! I will be brief due to the fact that I know that your stomachs are surely grumbling as is mine. Just a reminder to all students, the dark forest is forbidden to all pupils. You may eat." br

And with that, food instantly appears on the table. The first years are awed by this while the older students are quite used to it by now. As I begin eating, I can't help but look Sirius' way. He's sitting with Peter, James and Remus again and I can tell he's having a blast chatting with them due to the fact that he couldn't seem to stop laughing. I love that laugh. I could listen to it all day, every day, and never cease to be entranced by his laughter. How I wish that it was I sitting next to him, the one that told the joke that's making him laugh like that. I sigh at the thought of it, as I always do and always have done since my 3rd year, when he first caught my eye. If only he'd dream of me too…

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James tells a particularly funny joke and the four of us all instantly burst in to laughter. If only Caroline was sitting beside me, laughing with us… now that I think of it, I don't think I've ever heard her laugh. She always looks so melancholy, so alone. God, I just want to fix that for her, I want to make her happy, I want to make her laugh, I want to be with her, make it so she's not alone. Hopefully this year all of Griffindor's classes are with the Ravenclaws, that'd be heaven. 1) Caroline, Caroline, and Caroline… 2) NO SLYTHERINS! But alas, that would never happen, simply a dream… A really good dream mind you! But still… just a dream. Snapping back in to reality, I continue conversation with the rest of the Marauders, and before long Lily and James are at it again. The whole "if you just wouldn't curse people just because you can" "well if I'm annoyed I have the right to hex someone" argument. And the next thing I know, Evans is asking us, "I heard something going on over in your compartment of the train… what happened?" James simply says, "Just those miserable Slytherin gits." "You didn't hex them did you?" I pipe in, "No, they were just going at it with that Ravenclaw girl, Caroline. Calling her a… a… mudblood and such." Lily glances over at the Ravenclaw table to catch a glimpse of Caroline. And gives a sympathizing look her way. "Those idiotic gits! She's sensitive as it is, without them starting on her already!" Curious I ask, "What do you mean… already?" "Oh, well, they taunt her like that at least once daily, I suppose it's because she won't stand up for herself, or maybe that hardly anyone else will stand up for her either. It's rough on her, I've talked to her about it in Herbology sometimes, nice girl she is." I had no idea, if only I could be there when they do that to her, protect her, be there for her… be a shoulder that she can cry on. Interrupting my thoughts, Moony adds, "They just don't know when enough is enough do they?" And of course, James just had to say, "We should just hex them next time we see them, that'll teach them." Thankfully, Lily just groans and storms off, surrendering for the time being. And soon Dumbledore once again begins to speak, "Prefects, please take your houses to their common rooms. And I bid you all, goodnight."