Quote: HPPS pages: 110-111, train voice overheard
Here is but another chapter! I really am starting to like this story. I am trying hard to keep to the canon or at least what imagine it would be like. I have said before if Remus seems a little to carefree…REMEMBER: He was a Marauder for a reason. Remus must have had a more 'goofy' side to him and I want to show that thru my story. Please enjoy! Chapter after this is the trip on the boats to Hogwarts for first years. I still need to write the Sorting Hat's song. Fun, fun, fun
Chapter 9 Uniforms and Houses
Luckily for Remus he had some chocolate frogs in his pants pocket. So after Siruis and James were satisfied that he had 'done the deed', he stuffed a couple in his mouth. Letting the taste of chocolate fill his sense, Remus felt a world better. How had he managed to make friends like them? James and Siruis seemed to be the polar opposite of the people he would attract. Still he wouldn't want to change anything. Remus felt totally at ease with the two other boys.
"So Siruis, James, what house do you think you will get sorted into?"
"Slytherin."
"Gryffindor."
"For the last time Siruis, you're not going to be sorted into Slytherin."
"I'm a Black, James. All Black's go to Slytherin." James just rolled his eyes.
Remus, feeling like he was missing something important, couldn't help but ask, "What are you two talking about?"
"Black's are purebloods and all purebloods go to Slytherin. I don't want to be sorted in that house, maybe if I don't my mum will have a heart attack. I highly doubt James or you would ever get stuck in Slytherin and I want to stay with my friends." Siruis looked extremely depressed about the prospect of being sorted.
" I think I might go to Ravenclaw. I mean I am sort of a bookworm."
"No you will not Remus! Siruis, you and I are all going to Gryffindor. Because the only other option is Hufflepuff and there is no way I want to end up in that house."
"Ok, it's agreed then. We're all getting sorted into Gryffindor."
Siruis stuck out his hand and James put his hand face down on it. Remus brought his had on top of James'. With a "One, two, three, four. To Gryffindor we will go!"
The next hour was filled with jokes, much consumption of sweets and the occasional perverted joke by Siruis. It was the most fun Remus had ever had in his entire life. James made funny faces like a blow fish and Siruis said it looked like his mum. Even though Remus knew better then to probably laughing at a 'mum' crack, he couldn't help it. They both seemed so full of life and acted as if they didn't have a care in the world. Remus wished he was like that. But his lycanthropy problem keep creeping up into the back of his mind, reminding him what he really was.
" I can't wait to see what practical jokes we can pull once we get there."
Remus had to say something or his mind was going to explode, "Is that really such a good idea? I mean we don't want to get expelled."
James and Siruis looked at him like he had suggested they tickle a Hippogriff.
"I guess we do have a balance."
"What?" Remus didn't think that really qualified as a answer to his question.
"I am the handsome heartbreaking one," Siruis pointed to himself, "James is the really prankster and you are the intellectual one that usually tells us our ideas are 'Not a good idea' but in the end go along with us anyway."
James nodded in agreement. "Your right, Mr. Casanova. There is a 'balance' is strong. We have a great Feng Shui." Siruis rolled his eyes. Remus couldn't help but laugh.
Suddenly a voice was heard over head, halting their laughter: "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minute's. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."
"Damn we better change."
It got deathly quiet as Remus, Siruis and James got changed into their robes. Remus could tell that even though they had been laughing the whole way their, his friends were nervous. Extremely nervous but then again so was he. James cracked a few jokes and Siruis gave a semi-forced laugh. 'Well, at least I'm not the only one who's worried.' Remus thought. He felt strangely comforted that he could be quiet and not have inquisition about it.
James, Siruis and Remus changed in record time. Just finishing as the train came to a halt. Remus' stomach started to hurt, if only he hadn't eaten all that chocolate before he had left the house. Remus looked over to James and Siruis, both looked very pale in their plain black robes. They worked their way into the train corridor already crammed with other Hogwart students. Following the tide, they made their way to the exit. Remus was blasted with a gust of cold night air. Remus hadn't even realized the sun had set, out of habit he looked at the moon. It was a crescent, of course. Remus stepped down onto the platform. People were walking every which way, it seemed like mass chaos.
Suddenly a light appeared above. It was about ten feet up in the air and moved up and down, like whoever was holding it, was walking at a brisk pace. Siruis and James were at either side of Remus, standing a inch away from him. What was going to happen next? Remus wished he knew the answer to his burning question. Suddenly a voice could be heard over all others.
"Firs' years! Firs' years this way!"
Remus looked over to face the voice and his mouth hang wide open when he saw who it was. It had to be a giant. He had to be at least two heads taller then anyone else and at least three times as wide. Remus noticed he had been the one carrying the lamp. He had a strangle beard and hair in back just as long and uncombed. Remus looked at Siruis, he was still staring with his mouth wide open. Remus gave him a elbow in the ribs. That brought him back to his senses. James on the other hand had knocked himself out of the trance faster then Siruis and Remus.
"Now follow close. Don't need no stranglers."
They started to follow the giant. Remus was surprised to see how many first years there were. Remus soon had to break into a sort of run to keep up with the giant, for compared to his eleven year old legs, he had a much bigger stride. Remus felt his stomach make another turn and he prayed that he wouldn't throw up before he even got to the school.
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