SeCrEt LiLy - Thanks for RR! I really appreciate it ! Oh yeah I forgot to change that! I used to think that Bellatrix was in her seventh year, but I realized that she's really in her 3rd year or somewhere below seventh. Thank you so much for pointing it out!

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Author's Note: I didn't think I'd get any reviews XD! Well anyways here's the fifth chapter! Most of the characters belong to JK Rowling and I give her credit for creating the four Mischief-Makers AKA the Marauder Four. She's just sucha great and creative person!

Chapter 5: The First Day

With the sorting out of the way, Sirius walked toward the Gryffindor table and sat next to James. It was really apparent that he was trying to avoid looking at the Slytherin table that was sneering and scowling at him. Bellatrix was glaring fiercely at him, and he as well as several other students could feel the ambiance of her glare.

James gave Sirius a firm handshake and Remus smiled at the both of them. They all tried his best to ignore the glare, but Sirius had an extremely large temptation to glare back at his cousin. He knew that if he were to do glare back, he would have to deal with his family later.

"Yah alright?" James asked looking at Sirius carefully. "That must have been tough on you."

"I'm fine." Sirius lied looking toward Dumbledore who was now standing. Dumbledore looked at everyone and spread his arms wide.

"Ah! Another year begins here at Hogwarts." Dumbledore exclaimed looking at the group of students. "Seeing that this is only my second year as headmaster, I have to say something to you all."

The students listened closely as to what he was to say next, all except Remus, who seemed to be focusing on his empty plate that was laid in front of him.

"Even if I am now Headmaster, it doesn't excuse the fact that I really have nothing to say at all." Dumbledore explained sitting back in his seat. "So, let the feast begin!"

James and Sirius blinked. Dumbledore seemed kind of loose in the head, but didn't mind it very much. Turning back to their table, they found Remus and many of the other students chowing down on assortments of foods. James, who was completely famished, didn't take the time to ask where the food came from and began filling his silver plate with almost everything on the table.

Sure, James and Sirius were extremely hungry, but they both noticed that they weren't as hungry as Remus for the lad was now gulping down his third plate of food, and seemed to be readying himself for a fourth helping.

"You don't look very hungry, Remus." James said sarcastically, adding two slices of roast beef to his plate. Remus' cheeks seemed to turn slightly pink as he continued to chew.

"Sorry, I'm just starving, that's all." Remus replied getting up from his chair to fill his plate again. "I haven't had anything decent to eat in weeks."

Sirius looked up from his plate and gave a questionable look at Remus. James also felt suddenly concerned about Remus' home life, but he didn't want to get into full detail; he just wanted to know a small portion of it at the least. Remus stopped; his expression was rather hesitant as if he had just said something wrong.

"Erm…" Remus hesitated, turning to his two friends, "My family is poor. Uhh… we can't really afford much."

James felt kind of guilty; it must have been rather awkward for Remus to talk about his family that way. Sirius seemed to have also felt the same way for he didn't say anything and just continued to eat.

By the time James had finished his fourth plate, Sirius his third and a half, and Remus his seventh, their bellies were finally satisfied. James stretched upward while Sirius pushed his plate away from him.

"I can't eat another bite!" James groaned putting his head on the table.

Sirius glanced about the table looking at all the scraps. Many of the students looked exhausted and tired, but apparently Remus was awake as ever.

"Hey, mate," Sirius whispered nudging James. "There's still some Yorkshire Pudding left, you sure you don't want to eat anymore?"

James seemed to glare fiercely at Sirius, but sighed in defeat.

"Fine!" He exclaimed standing up and grabbing the container that held the pudding, "If no one wants it, I'll take it. You can't exactly waste good food!"

Remus laughed as James began to pour the rest of the pudding onto his plate. Sirius grinned widely and watched James slowly eat it. The little Potter felt sick after his final bite and he seemed to turn slightly green; he groaned heavily and his eyes began to droop.

"You look tired." Remus stated plainly. James looked at the both of them with eyes to disbelief and he rested his head on the table.

"Yeh over did it, I think." Said Sirius patting him on the back. "Ah! Look here comes Peter!"

James lifted his head lazily from the table and saw Peter sit down across from the three. Peter looked undoubtedly humiliated, but still exceptionally happy.

"We're all in Gryffindor?" Peter asked looking at each of them.

"Obviously." Sirius answered resting his arm on the table. "Though I'm sure my mum going to be quite sour with me for the next seven years. Well, not that she hasn't already, but it'll be much worse, I can tell already."

Sirius had glanced back toward Bellatrix who had finally stopped glaring at him and was now tapping her fork on the table mindlessly. Peter seemed to shiver slightly at the sight of Bellatrix, but he quickly regained himself when he saw James for he had fallen asleep with his forehead pressed against the table. Within a few seconds the desserts and the rest of the food disappeared from the table. Before Peter could actually say anything, Remus motioned with his hands for them to quiet and they all turned to face Dumbledore again. Sirius had to elbow James to get him to sit up and listen.

"Ahem – I have a few brief announcements for all of you now that we are now well fed and watered." He said calmly looking at each table. "A few notices for the first years to know; the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all students; no magic between classes in the corridors, words from Mr. Filch the caretaker; Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term and anyone who wants to play should talk to Madam Hooch; and I would also like to mention that there will be a new feature added to the school grounds."

Some of the students began whispering amongst themselves about what this feature might be. James, Sirius, and Peter looked around curiously to see anyone had any idea about it, but unfortunately no one knew a thing about it. Remus continued to remain as calm as usual, and he continued to stare at Dumbledore. He seemed to refuse to look at his friends.

"They're planting it outside just as we speak." Dumbledore spoke out over the large amount of whispering. "Though, it isn't something I would suggest you walk up to and touch."

The great Headmaster looked around at the students, all of which looked extremely exhausted and he decided it would be best to let them out as soon as possible.

"All right, you lot, it is now bed time once again! So off you trot!" he exclaimed. "Prefects, lead the way!"

A young man and a young lady who looked the age of fifteen stood up from the Gryffindor table and the rest of the students followed their lead. Obviously these two were the prefects of the Gryffindor House; there were two of them from each table that lead the way.

James, Sirius, Peter, and Remus followed their prefects, careful not to run into anything or get separated. They walked through a series of marble staircases, hidden doorways behinds hanging tapestries and sliding panels, and even more staircases. By the time they had came to a final halt, all of the students were nearly half asleep. James had been holding on to Remus' shoulder for support just in case he was to fall over.

The lot of them had stopped in front of a portrait of a very fat lady wearing a pink silk dress.

"Password?" the woman in the portrait asked.

"Flamma Leo." Said the male prefect in casual voice. The portrait swung forward almost instantly to reveal a round hole in the wall. Everyone scrambled to get inside they all found themselves in the Gryffindor common room, which looked like an extremely cozy circular room full of fluffy looking armchairs.

The female prefect led the girls to a separate tower while the male prefect led the boys to another. Within the tower was a spiral staircase that went upward (Not another staircase! They thought to themselves.). James, Peter, Sirius, and Remus found themselves staying in the same room near the very top of the tower. They all noticed that their luggage had already been brought up and each one of them went to find their own personal spots and beds.

James seemed most relieved to see a bed and quickly lied down without changing his clothes. The other three who saw that James had collapsed on his bed began to laugh.

"What?" James asked lifting his head up from the bed.

"Nothing," Sirius said honestly going behind one of the red velvet curtains. "Though you could at least remove your shoes first, mate."

James shrugged, sat up, removed his shoes and socks, and tossed them beside his trunk and lied back down. Sirius, Remus, and Peter had already slipped into their sleepwear and were sitting on their beds.

"I wonder what's being planted on the Hogwarts' grounds." Sirius wondered stroking his chin. "We can't exactly touch it from what Professor Dumbledore told us, so what could it possibly be?"

Remus frowned, he obviously didn't like the topic and tucked himself under his blanket and turned on his back to face the ceiling. James sat up again and thought it would be best to change in to his pajamas, while listening in on the conversation.

"Man-eating plant?" Peter suggested fluffing up his pillow. "It has to be some sort of plant right? Dumbledore did say they were planting it after all."

Sirius and James were rather surprised by Peter's input for they hadn't seen Peter act so well inform before. Not only that, but James found it rather odd that he, himself, didn't catch Dumbledore saying it. Maybe Peter was good at something! But on the other hand, neither Sirius nor James could actually pin point what it was in words.

"Well all we know is that it is a plant, it's on campus, and it isn't really safe to touch." James said aloud taking in all the information that both, Sirius and Peter, had said. "So a Man-eating plant could possibly be—"

"No." Remus said firmly interrupting James' brainstorming.

The three of them looked at each other then back at Remus curiously. James had noticed that Remus was uncomfortable with the topic before, and that he and Dumbledore somehow knew one another, but he had never asked Remus in person if what he thought was true. Peter and Sirius were both lost. Peter hadn't been there when Remus was sorted, and Sirius apparently didn't catch the instance that Dumbledore and Remus had looked toward each other.

"So what do you think it is, Remus?" Peter asked scratching the back of his yellow-head.

"Whomping Willow." He replied, turning so that his back was facing the other three. "Ahh—Dumbledore told me about it."

"I knew it!" James exclaimed hoping onto his bed. "You and Dumbledore acted like you knew each other when you went up to the Sorting Hat."

Remus didn't answer, and the three heard a soft snore coming from his corner. They guessed that Remus was asleep by now and decided that it would be a good idea to head to bed as well and maybe ask him in the morning. James still found it odd that Remus would fall asleep that fast, but if Remus really was asleep, he didn't want to wake him.

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The following morning, it appeared as though the four of them had completely forgotten about their discussion the night before and were more interested in finding where their classes were located. This didn't bother Remus at all; in fact, he appeared to be rather overjoyed that they had forgotten about it.

"What's our first class?" James asked looking at Peter. Peter was actually extremely useful, for he had been the only one listening when their prefects told them about their classes; James, Sirius, and Remus would often look to Peter for what class they had next.

"Herbology." Peter replied cheerfully. "With the head of Hufflepuff."

"Oh, that's right!" Sirius exclaimed, "Wasn't it located behind the castle?"

Peter nodded and the four of them proceeded to their destination. As they walked across the grounds of their school they noticed a rather large group of students gathered around a particular area, and they were all drawn in to see what the fuss was about. When they finally realize what the whole thing was about, Remus seemed to stiffen up.

"Remus you were right!" James said looking at a large tree that was planted atop a small hill. "Let's get a closer look, this is sort of like Herbology, right?"

"Erm… I wouldn't get too close." Remus said to them, "The tree might hit you. It packs a pretty hard punch, I read about it in this one book." Remus had apparently pulled out a rather thick book from his bag that he was currently carrying with him and was about to open it to one of the specific page. Sirius stopped him, closed the book, and said, "It's alright, mate, we don't need the full details."

"Hey! You lot get away from there!" yelled a rather croaky voice. It was Mr. Filch the caretaker and his cat Mrs. Norris. "I'll have you all locked up if you don't scat!"

James and Sirius shrugged disappointedly and walked away from the Whomping Willow, Peter and Remus walking not far behind from them. It appeared as though everyone who was supposed to show up at Herbology was late and was given extra homework from an extremely agitated Professor Sprout.

Herbology was one of the classes the Gryffindors had only several times a week. Astronomy classes took place at midnight every Wednesday, according to Peter.

Charms was the subject Sirius seemed to favor the most, so far, and he seemed rather good at it too. Sirius and James seemed to work on the same level during charms class, but even so a girl, Lily Evans, exceeded their level. This often annoying both James and Sirius, but James didn't seem as angry about it as Sirius did.

"Can you believe her?" Sirius whispered harshly between his friends, "Professor Flitwick favors her the most! He won't even look at anyone else!"

"It's alright, Sirius, it's isn't the end of the world." James yawned flicking his wand lazily causing his book to open.

"Excellent work!" squeaked Professor Flitwick to James, "You got it to open! It took me three hours to get that charm to work, and you did it in span of fifteen minutes! Five points to Gryffindor!"

Sirius frowned at James. James rumpled his hair and laughed hesitantly trying to avoid looking at Sirius. Sirius flicked his wand in the same way James did, but just managed to make it jump in the air. Peter had a hard time with charms to begin with, and Professor Flitwick had to continuously run down to help Peter either keep the object from attack him or putting out a fire. By the end of the first charms lesson, Sirius and Remus were finally able to at least open the book one page passed the front cover, but Peter had only managed to turn the book over.

Potions was exceptionally harder for each one of them. James and Sirius would have given up half way through the lesson if it weren't for Snape. Snape had gained an extremely bad reputation among the four boys for his stuck up and annoying attitude. The Gryffindors and the Slytherins had their Potions classes together and this wasn't all that great for Sirius.

"Ahh!" James muttered nearly pulling out his hair, "I can't take this anymore!"

"What, Potter?" sneered Snape from nearby, "Can't get a few ingredients correct?"

"Keep your comments to yourself!" Sirius snapped concentrating on his potion. "Ugly git."

"Stupid and unpopular, too." James added, glaring squarely at Snape. That last comment James made apparently hit Snape rather hard because he didn't say anything to them for the rest of the lesson.

Transfiguration was the next subject they had, and it was with Professor McGonagall, the Head of the Gryffindor House. This was the class James favored most; upon entering the classroom he quickly remembered what Mr. Ollivander had told him. His mahogany wand was perfect for Transfiguration!

Everyone thought that Transfiguration would be a breeze since Professor McGonagall's house was Gryffindor, but they were all sadly mistaken. James was by far the best in Transfiguration class followed by Sirius and Remus, but Peter, unfortunately, was the worst when it came right down to it.

Actually the only subject Peter was able to get straight through the first go was the History of Magic taught by a ghost, Professor Binns. Even if Peter was good at it, it was the most boring class one could have ever taken, and the only thing you really had to do was take notes and listen, which Peter had proven he could do very well.

Defense Against the Dark Arts was the final subject the first years had to worry about, and they wouldn't have it until tomorrow. Remus seemed the most intrigued about DADA classes and the boy was often seen walking around with James, Peter, and Sirius carrying a book, which has something to do with DADA, in his hand in which he read from.

By the end of the day, the four of them were once again tired and worn out. It had been an excruciatingly long day that they had, and tomorrow they guessed would be even longer.

"Hey… Remus you look… different." James said before getting into bed. He couldn't put his finger on it, but Remus really did look different. Sirius and Peter tried to take closer looks to see what it was exactly, but the boy just stuck his head in the book The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self Protection by Quentin Trimble, not allowing them any closer looks. James guessed that Remus was probably just embarrassed or felt uncomfortable being stared at and so they decided to just leave him be.

James, Sirius, and Peter said their goodnights to Remus and headed to bed. Remus told them that he would just catch up on his nightly reading and head to bed later. Sirius found this rather odd, but didn't question it, and within ten minutes of time the three of them had fallen asleep.

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The following morning, James awoke to a startling squeal and a rather loud bang. He shrugged, rubbed his eyes, and looked around to see Sirius and Peter up and searching around the room for something.

"What's all the fuss about?" he asked getting up from his bed.

"It's Remus!" Peter exclaimed, a terrified horror in his eyes.

"The lad never went to bed last night!" Sirius said slamming his fist against the wall, "He's no where to be found."

::TO BE CONTINUED::

Next Chapter: Sirius's Letter

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