A/N-Hello, hello! No, I am not dead! lol, so here is Chapter 8, Thanks to eddy'sbabe for doing this on a weekday! And to all you reviewers, Thank you so much! I love hearing feedback as well as any ideas!
Disclaimer:I own Harry Potter as much as I own Twilight...I do not own Twilight. Thus...well, you can figure it out
James Potter sat near the middle of the Gryffindor table, a Golden Head boy's badge pinned to his robes next to a silver Quidditch captains badge. Though he was looking toward the head table where a bunch of first years were being sorted, his glazed over eyes indicated that his mind was elsewhere.
"Nice gullible bunch of firsties this year." muttered his best friend, Sirius Black, from behind him, " They should be easy to prank. Easier than last years bunch at least."
James grinned, "Just what I was thinking mate," he whispered, "but maybe we should lay low for a while, you know, what with me being head boy," He puffed out his chest and straitened his robes," Not to mentioned that somebody lost the map last year." He glared at a chubby, sandy haired boy sitting a cross from him.
The glare did not go unnoticed. Peter Pettigrew's face turned an embarrassing shade of pink and he asked nervously, "Whadid I do?"
Sirius rolled his eyes, "Oh nothing you need to worry your little whiskers about, Wormy," he whispered, rather loudly, back.
"Keep it down, will you?" Remus Lupin said from his seat in front of Peter, "The sorting is almost over."
James and Sirius exchanged exasperated looks, but none the less, stopped talking, and watched the final first year (Valery, Matthew) be sorted into Hufflepuff. As the cheering quieted down, Dumbledore stood up from his seat at the middle of the head table.
"Another year," He started," of teaching and learning has begun. I am happy to welcome all our returning students back, and to wish our new arrivals a safe year. Mr. Filch, our caretaker, has asked me to remind you all that a list of all forbidden items has been placed outside his office door. Also, the Forbidden Forest, as always, is off limits and out of bounds to all students." Sirius snickered, and jabbed James in the back. James grinned back at him.
"Now," continued Dumbledore," That having been said, I have some rather exciting news to announce." His eyes twinkled," We have some new students with us, transferred here from our sister school, Durmstrang, for their final year of schooling. I'm sure you will all make them feel welcome. Professor" He looked toward McGonagall. She nodded, and walked back to the entrance door. As she opened the door, James heard her say, "We're ready for you."
After a moments pause, a young man with blond hair stepped through the door, quickly followed by a young woman, about the same age, with long, slightly curly black hair, whom James had to admit, was awfully pretty. Two more people entered through the doorway, a young woman with straight blond hair, and a young man with black hair. They all walked together up to the stool, where the Sorting Hat sat, and waited for McGonagall to call their names.
"Coroner, Jenny", called McGonagall. The pretty girl with black hair walked hesitantly forward, and the sorting hat was placed on her head.
Sirius whistled low, "Now that's a good looking witch," he whispered.
James rolled his eyes, "Isn't that what you said about Emma whatsherface?"
"So?" Sirius shrugged, "I call dibs on asking her out first, you can ask the other one."
James laughed shortly, "That's alright, I think I'll pass."
Sirius opened his mouth to comment, but was interrupted by the Sorting Hat's shout of, "Gryffindor!"
James clapped along with the rest of his housemates and watched as Coroner, Ryan, who he assumed was Jenny's brother, be called up to be sorted.
"Your not still on about Evans, are you?" Sirius muttered.
James shrugged, and glanced down the table at the redheaded girl seated 24 seats away from him.
"Gryffindor!" yelled the sorting hat once more. Thomas, Harmony was called up next.
Sirius groaned, "Oh come on, Prongs, you really need to get over Evans! She's great and all, but you can only take rejection so many times from one person."
"Ssshh!" shushed Remus, clapping as Harmony joined the Gryffindor table. "You're missing the sorting again!"
Sirius rolled his eyes, but James was glad for the interruption. He hadn't really fancied finishing that conversation. He didn't need any more reminders of the many times he'd been let down by Lily Evans. Instead, he focused on watching Thomas, Henry be sorting. Not that it took very long. No sooner had the hat touched his head, did it call out "Gryffindor!"
"Isn't that strange?" asked Peter as he clapped, "All four were put into Gryffindor."
James shrugged, "I guess."
Food suddenly sprouted from the table. Sirius' eyes widened immensely. "Food!!" he cried and he lunged for a pile of chicken.
Remus winced as he watched Sirius tear into a chicken leg, "Down boy," He joked.
James suddenly looked up from adding food to his plate, "Wait," He said" Dumbledore said they were here for their last year, right?" Remus nodded.
"So that means," continued James, "That those two boys will be in our dorm room."
"Shho?" asked Sirius around a mouthful of bread. Remus on the other hand, froze.
"So," said James, "What about Moony's fury little problem?"
Sirius swallowed a lump of bread, and gave a jerk with his head, "So we give 'em a dose of sleeping draught once a month, big deal."
Remus set his fork down, he looked sick.
"All right Moony" asked Peter, apparently oblivious to the conversation.
Remus starred down at his food, "I'm not really hungry anymore," he mumbled, pushing his plate away.
"Aww, come on Remus," drawled Sirius, "It'll be fun. Sneaking around a bit more, avoiding questions..."
"Stop it, Padfoot," James muttered, "I think Moony's about to loose what little he's eaten."
Sirius shrugged, again, and focused back on devouring everyone's food.
James looked down the table at to where the exchange students were eating. The pretty black haired girl and the blond boy... what were their names? Jenny and Harvey? Were laughing about something, while the black haired boy's ears turned crimson red, and the blond haired girl rolled her eyes.
James looked back at his friends. A green Remus was watching Sirius count how many bread rolls he could stuff in his mouth, while Peter ignored them and nibbled on a piece of cheese.
"Well," he muttered to himself, "At least they're normal."
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