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Chapter 2

"Gryffindor's this way. Follow me please and I'll lead you to the dormitories. First years, I'm Remus Lupin, your prefect. Come along." Remus said loudly

Remus walked slightly ahead his prattling friends, extremely full from the excellent feast and more than ready for bed. He had searched in vain during the start of term announcements and the feast for the blonde haired girl from the train. He kept telling himself that he was just curious about what House she was in, if James indeed had the right person.

"Did you see those first years?" Sirius bustled. "They're so little. Reckon we were that runty when we first came to Hogwarts?"

"Absolutely not. The first years shrink every year, you know that Padfoot!" James said.

Peter gave an exaggerated laugh as he wedged himself between Sirius and James in a vie for attention.

"There are some excellent looking females this year too. Really coming into their own. Hardly even recognizable." Sirius said.

"Did you see Lily?" James asked casually.

"Evans? Yeah. Still a fool for her are you? Well, you could do worse." Sirius ribbed.

"And I suppose you think you're too good to date a fellow student." James baited.

"I don't think I'm above anyone. I'm just...selective." Sirius argued. "Some of them are just after the Black family name." He finished semi-bitterly.

They lapsed into an awkward silence for a moment before Peter broke it.

"Did I tell you guys about my girlfriend I met on holiday?"

"Yeah." Sirius and James echoed together.

"What was her name again?" James asked.

"Shelda Rane." Wormtail said.

"I thought it was Sheba Ran." Sirius challenged.

"That's what I said. Sheba Ran." Peter squeaked nervously as Remus tried not to roll his eyes.

Peter had never quite fit in with the other three guys. You could never tell if he was telling you the truth or if he was lying to impress you. He wasn't as bright or popular either. In fact, Remus had often wondered if they would even be friends if they hadn't been roommates since first year.

"You said Shel... Oh never mind. Where's Moony?" Sirius asked as turned around.

"I'm here." Remus said, snapping from his revere and noticing that he was no longer leading the pack of students but trailing behind his three friends.

"Well get up here, mate. Or are you too busy with your other friends?" Sirius said as he looked pointedly at the empty air surrounding Remus.

Remus smiled and ran to catch up with the others.

As Sirius and Peter chatted away about the latest broomsticks, James dropped back and grabbed Remus' arm to do the same.

"Are you ok?" James asked in a low voice.

"Why?" Remus asked.

"You just look like you were in awful deep thought for the first day of school, that's all. Worried about the new term?"

"No." Remus said.

"Were you thinking of that girl on the train?" James asked perceptively.

"Not at all. Just tired. It's been a long day." He answered quickly.

"Yeah, well..." James began but was interrupted by thunk on the head.

They both looked up to find Peter floating above them and quickly glanced around to find Sirius levitating him.

The students that were behind the four, which was the whole house of Gryffindor, stopped dead in their tracks to watch the show and began to applaud loudly while the first years looked on, positively enthralled.

Sirius manipulated his wand lazily as he made Peter do tricks in the air causing whoops and hollers from the crowd.

"NO MAGIC IN THE CORRIDORS!" screamed the caretaker, Apollyon Pringle. "PUT HIM DOWN THIS INSTANT."

Sirius lowered Peter slowly to the ground while staring at Pringle but leaned toward Remus.

"Password?"

"Grindylow."

"To the toast. See you there, Moony. Wormtail. Prongs." Sirius said with a mock salute before he gave his wand a casual flick.

Red, green, blue and yellow sparks began erupting from the tip of his wand and whistling it's way over the corridors and bouncing against the walls. He watched a moment as the students ducked to avoid being hit by the flying beams then Sirius took off at a run while the caretaker cursed after him.

"STOP HIM! HE'S GETTING AWAY!" Pringle yelled. "WHO WAS THAT? I WANT A NAME!"

Remus felt a little guilty for not stopping Sirius, he was after all a Gryffindor prefect but the students were enjoying the show and was a little amusing. As he listened to Pringle's screaming he knew it was time to get to the students to the common room.

"No idea Pringle. I think it was somebody from another house. If you'll excuse us we need to get to the dorms. Good evening to you." And with a wave of his wand Remus banished the spell that Sirius had left, leaving the corridor just as it had been.

"Follow me Gryffindor's. And no more showing off."

"You should have seen the look on old Pringle's face, Padfoot." Peter boasted. "Put him in his place."

"A little risky, don't you think. Pissing off Pringle's the first day?" Remus said.

"He's a wanker." Sirius said.

"True." James chimed in. "It was funny, Padfoot. Everyone was agog. I thought the first years were going to pee their pants with excitement."

Remus gave a frustrated little sigh and sank down on his bed so he could tug his shoes off.

"Moony, where are the class schedules?" Sirius asked.

"On your night stand." Remus said through a yawn.

He watched Sirius grab for it and read through the house pairings but was too tired to reach for his own.

"Well?" Remus prompted.

"We're only with Slytherin twice... Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology. Transfiguration, Charms and History of Magic is with Hufflepuff. Astronomy, Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts is with Ravenclaw.

Remus felt a small leap in his stomach at the thought of three subjects with Ravenclaw...and the blue eyed mystery girl.

"What do we have tomorrow?" Remus asked as he lay his head down on the pillow and stretched out languidly.

"Charms, Herbology and Astronomy. Charms is at 8:30."

Remus lifted his head off the pillow enough to glance at the clock on his bedside table. 1:30 in the morning. He yawned again and rolled over to tug his bed hangings closed.

"Well it's good to be back but I'm going to bed. Night guys." He said as he enclosed himself in darkness.

But sleep alluded him, all he could think about was Something Moon from possibly Ravenclaw. What if she's Slytherin, he asked himself as that awful thought hit him. Don't be ridiculous. You can tell she wasn't one of them.

He couldn't figure out why he was so preoccupied with her. They'd spent less than a minute together on the train but something about her grabbed him. It wasn't the fact that she was pretty, though she most definitely was, it was more her attitude. Most girls would have been whiny or played the damsel in distress act with the small injury, but not this one. She had been easy going and polite...and very pretty.

Why am I even wasting my time thinking about her? A girl like her would never be interested in something like me he thought dejectedly as he beat his pillow and willed himself into a restless sleep.