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The Marauders Magical Journal

By—Messrs. Wormtail, Moony, Padfoot,and Prongs

Padfoot! Where have you been?

Detention, honestly doesn't Slughorn know a thing?

Apparently not..

Shouldn't we go on now?

Three Years Ago, First Year…

"Oh look at the grand stair case, it'll be fun to slide down that thing!" Sirius said as the first year students stomped up the stairs, where they were met by Professor McGonagall. She looked them over before she started to explain.

"Before you go and join your school mates for the feats, we must first put you into your houses, please, wait in this room while I go and gather the necessary supplies," she said, she waved them into a room where the twenty or so first years waited impatiently.

Remus stuck with Black, Potter and Pettigrew. They seemed to not be very nervous of this whole thing. Well, with the exception of Peter, he was shaking like a rat that had just had a run in with a cat. Just thenm the Professor came back and she then ushered them all into the Great Hall. They came to stand and the bottom of the stairs that led to the high table.

A stool, with a old hat sat upon it was what met the first years. Remus wondered if they had to try and get a rabbit out of it. Just like the magicians he saw on the television. However, they were all surprised when the hat began to sing…

Don't look at me as if I am trash,

For there is more to me than meets the eye,

I may not make a lot of cash,

But nothing else can be a tie.

For I am the Hogwarts Sorting hat,

And I do not lie,

So set me upon your head,

And let us see what we've got!

You may belong in Gryffindor,

To those who are brave and true….

Red and Gold are your colors,

Let them shine threw!

HufflePuff may be where you go,

For you must be just and loyal!

Which is spiffing royal!

However, if you have a wise wit..

Ravenclaw is for the twit!

Where a ready mind to learn,

Is assured!

Yet in Slytherin you must be,

Steady as a snake, with a watchful eye,

Where one finds their true friends!

So put me on,

Don't be scared,

For you are in good hands (though I have none)

Because I am a thinking cap!

Once the song was over, everyone clapped, and then Professor McGonagall started to call out names.

"Daniel Allison!" the first student went up, and the hat was place don his head. "RAVENCLAW!" the hat yelled. There came clapping from the house table. The boy went and joined his house.

"Gee, what house do you think you're going to be in?" Peter asked Remus.

"I don't know, maybe Gryffindor," Remus shrugged.

"Sirius Black," the Professor called. There was a hush. Everyone knew that there was another young Black from the Pureblood house. Sirius straightened his shoulders and took his place on the stool. The hat was placed on his head and Sirius couldn't see any of the students who were staring at him.

Hmm…you are sneaky…maybe Slytherin will do you good. But what is this? Your have heart….another house would be good for you!

"I don't want to go to Slytherin!" Sirius told the hat.

Oh? And why not? All the rest of your family is?

"But you just said that another house would work! And besides, I HATE what my family has become," Sirius said.

Very well…if you insist…. "GRYFFINDOR!" the hat belted. Sirius took the hat off sighed in relief. Just because he was a black didn't mean that he had to do everything his parents wanted him too! There was a smattering of clapping from the Gryffindor table, but Sirius took it in stride.

As other students followed, Sirius was cheered a bit when James, Peter and Lupin joined him at the Gryffindor table. Severus Snape went to Slytherin, as did Crabbe Goyle and others that Sirius had known all his life. Sirius was glad he was not with that lot. They were just snobbish prats!

"Well, this is fun," James commented.

"I am so glad I wasn't put in Slytherin, that lot scare me!" Peter said.

"Oh, they do that to everyone, except me," Sirius added that last as an after thought.

"Oh? And why is that?" Remus asked.

"I've had to put up with that lot since I was born, after a while, one just gets used to it," Sirius shrugged. It was then that Dumbledore stood up.

"Another year has come, and here we have new students. For those of you who don't know; Mr. Rush would like me to inform you the Filibuster's Fireworks are not allowed in the school, anyone caught carry any will have detention with Mr. Rush himself. Second, Professor Sprout has come across a new acquisition for the grounds. A Whomping Willow will be planted this week. And as always, the forbidden forest is…well, just that, forbidden…" Dumbledore stopped for a moment, he seemed to catch Remus' eye, but Remus made sure that he looked just as confused as the other first years.

"And now, Fiddly, Dumbly, Doo!" Dumbledore said, and the great feast had begun as food appeared on the tables.

"What do you think that was all about? with a Whomping Willow and stuff?" Peter asked.

"Whomping Willows are an endangered species of tree. In the old times, there were lots of them and it was pretty dangerous traveling through any forest, but now, there are only a few," Remus said.

"How do you know this?" James asked. "How come he knows everything?"

"I read a lot," Remus smiled.

"Oh, well that makes sense," Sirius chucked some mashed potatoes at James, who retaliated with bread crumbs. Sirius ducked, and James rolled his eyes.

"Will you two stop! That's good food going to waist there!" Peter cried.

"Oh, sorry, didn't know you were married to it," Sirius laughed.

"Oh grow up," Peter stuck his tongue out at Sirius. Who copied the boy and all four of them fell to laughing, even if it was a bit childish of them.

Soon, the feast came to a close, and as the empty plates disappeared, Dumbledore bid them good night. A tall boy at the end of the table stood up.

"First years, follow me! I am a Prefect," he said. He led the way out of the Great Hall and up the grand staircase that the first years had come across earlier that evening. Then they came to a tower with moving stair cases.

"This is the most direct rout to Gryffindor Tower, but keep an eye on those stair cases, they like to move," the Prefect informed.

"Tomorrow at breakfast, Professor McGonagall is going to hand out our class schedules, if you don't know where something is, just ask me or another Prefect of the house,". Prefect Wood led the first years to a Portrait of a fat woman in a dark blue gown.

"Pass word?" she asked dignity.

"Northern Light," Wood replied, and the portal opened for them.

"All right, this is the common room, don't know why I am explaining this! Boys dorms are up the stairs and to the right, the girls to the left. Best get some sleep, you have to figure your way around the castle tomorrow," Wood said as he watched the first years go up to bed.

James, Sirius, Remus and Peter found that they were to share a dorm. There were four beds, by each bed was a window, a chair and their trunks were put at the foot of their beds. Sirius jumped onto his bed, it was a few moments till the bed settled.

"These beds are soft," Sirius said.

"Does anyone besides me smell rosewood?" Peter asked.

"I think its redwood," Remus replied.

"Cool! We've only got brass back home," James said, and then he opened his trunk and started to get out his night clothes. The other boys followed.

"What do you think we'll be doing first?" Peter asked.

"I hope its potions," Sirius said.

"You like that stuff?" James asked.

"Sure, I've been fiddling with potions since I was five, once I turned my cousin's hair purple for a week," Sirius said.

"I'm sorry mate, but better you than me," James said.

"Yeah, Bella was so mad, she didn't talk to me for weeks, though we never really talk much, and Mum grounded me for a month,"

"Too bad, my Mum would have just laughed herself silly and then go and show all her friends the new hair do," James said.

"I wish my Mum was like that," Sirius shied.

"Well, everyone is different," Remus piped up.

"No kidding, when my Mum finds out that I've been put in Slytherin, she's going to kill me," Sirius said.

"Why?" Peter asked.

"Because! My family are purebloods, they hate others who aren't like them, but I don't! I really don't care where you came from as long as you don't hex me or something,"

"Why do they hate others who aren't the same?" Remus asked, this philosophy was news to him.

"It's because they think they're supposed to be royalty or something. Salazar Slytherin wanted this school to pick kids who were only from pureblood families, but then there would only be a handful of wizards and then all those others kids who could do magic would miss out on some pretty cool things," James said.

"Doesn't sound very nice to me," Peter said, climbing into bed as he did.

"That's the way of it, which I hate by the way. Once, I made friends with a Muggle-born just to piss my Mum off, she was so not happy when she found out," Sirius laughed.

"I don't think it is a very good idea to make your Mum mad," Remus said.

"I know, but do you think I listen?"

"No,"

"There, see?"

"Let's go to sleep, all this pureblood crap is making me depressed," James sighed.

"Right, we'll have more fun tomorrow," Sirius said. The boys all hopped into bed and in a matter of moments as the lights went off…they were all asleep.

I still hate the way my family thinks!

Bloody crap that lot is!

Please guys, we all ready have to deal with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!

Moldy-Shorts has better watch out, for we will get him sooner or later!

Don't count your chickens before they hatch, we haven't even gone on to University!

Why would we want to do that? Universitys are for snobs!

Slytherin snobs!

Why do I even try?

TO BE CONTINUED!