Ok, hi all, this is my first story ever like this so just bear with me.
Disclaimer: None of J.K. Rowling's characters belong to me except the ones I make up.
Chapter 1
Darkness shrouded the castle in the late hours of the evening. You could see shadows flitting across the hall, here and there, from the ghosts gliding silently, attending their late night business. Across the grounds, a wolf howled in the dark forest, then, all was silent…..Except….
Somewhere in the castle, the rustle of a cloak could be heard, and in the darkness, one could barely make out the dim shape of a figure, a girl to be more specific, moving silently along the corridors. Yet, every time, she passed a suit of armor, or even a wall candle, she seemed to disappear for a moment, until she stopped at an old yet unique portrait of a woman, standing tear-eyed next to an old white fence rail. Everything about the portrait seemed old. The woman, the fence, and the small house in the distance.
The girl stopped at it, and every time she did, she pondered. Why was the woman crying, what was wrong with her, and most of all, why was she alone? The thought sent shivers up her spine. She muttered something, and the portrait swung open, and she disappeared into the seemingly dark hole before her.
Chapter 2
The next morning at Hogwarts castle dawned warm and clear. The welcoming feast the night before left everyone's stomachs satisfied, resulting in a good nights rest, ready for there classes the next day. Almost everyone was down in the great hall having breakfast, except for four people, a particularly famous group of boys who called themselves the Marauders. Three of the four of this group, were in fact, the most popular boys in the school. They were Sirius Black, James Potter, and Remus Lupin. The fourth, Peter Pettigrew, was a mystery to most people. No one really knew how he became friends with the most popular and best looking boys in the school. He had small watery blue eyes and a nose that seemed too big for his face. He was short, chubby and as unintelligent as they came.
Sirius and James on the other hand, were the complete opposites of him. They were both tall and good looking, with black hair that fell slightly over their eyes. Sirius's hair was always neat, but James, on the other hand, had messy and untidy hair that always seemed to occupy his hand running through it. He wore thin wire framed glasses, and was tall at 6'1 with warm hazel eyes and a well built body. Sirius, just a little taller than James, at 6'2, had black eyes that always seemed to have a twinkle of amusement in them, that never seemed to leave. He had a well built body, due do his position of beater on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Remus Lupin, on the other hand, was tall at 6'0 and had sandy blonde hair that fell neatly into his eyes. He was handsome, though in the quiet way.
The boys were currently in their 7th year dorms, scurrying about, looking for spare quills and pieces of parchment. Let's just say they were not the most organized of their year. "JAMES!" Sirius yelled. "WHERE IS MY WAND!"
"I don't know!" a voice from the bathroom yelled back. "Did you try your trunk?"
"Don't be silly," the voice yelled back. The sound of a lid of the trunk opening could be heard. "Why would it be in he-…" The voice stopped. "NEVERMIND JAMES." Yelled Sirius. "I found it." In the bathroom, a boy could be seen rolling his eyes. Finally, fifteen minutes later, the boys made it to the great hall.