Stela opened her eyes the next morning. She looked slowly around, before

realizing where she was. Once it did hit her that last night had not been a dream, and she really was in Hogwarts, and today was the first day, she leaped out of bed, grabbed her clothes, and ran into the girl's bathroom. Stela raced through her shower, and threw on her clothes. She brushed her hair in a frenzy, and then looked at herself in the mirror. Silver robes were better than black ones, but they it didn't matter what she wore, as long as she didn't mess up. Deciding that she looked okay, she ran out of the bathroom, and she slid down the stair banister for fun and to save time. She landed in the common room, almost knocking over Peter. "Sorry," apologized Stela. "S'okay," replied Peter, who was watching James and Sirius. They hadn't seen Stela, as they both had their backs turned towards her, with their head sticking out the portrait hole. Stela listened to what they were saying. "Hey, James, do you think that if I said 'Accio breakfast' it would come, and we could eat it in the common room?" said Sirius. "I dunno," said James, running a hand through his hair, making it more disheveled than before, "But, to find out, you best give it a shot." Sirius grinned, and raised his wand. "Here it goes. Accio breakfast!" He and James waited. Sure enough, some breakfast foods came flying towards them, into the common room. James levitated it with "Wingardium Leviosa!" The Gryffindors in the common room cheered. "You've done it!" squealed Peter happily. "Um," said Stela, "Don't want to be a killjoy, but, there are no plates." Sirius turned to look at her, and then at his great achievement of summoned breakfast. He scowled for a bit, and than he said, "Who else wants to eat in the common room?" Many people raised their hands. James counted them. "Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen." Sirius went over to the portrait hole and said, "Accio fifteen plates!" Before long, fifteen of the golden plates from the Great Hall came zooming into the common room. All fifteen people raised their wands and summoned their breakfasts. But along with them came the lady from last night. She looked stern. "What in heavens name are you doing?" she said loudly, looking around the Common Room. "I walk into the Great Hall and see plates and breakfasts flying off into the direction of Gryffindor Tower! Who started this?" She looked at James, who was levitating hid breakfast still, and Sirius, who was handing out plates. They both froze. "James, Sirius, did you start this?" she said. "Er, yes, Professor McGonangall." said Sirius, giving her a winning smile. "What on earth for?! Is it too much trouble just to walk to the Great Hall and eat your breakfast there, instead of scaring the first years half to death?" "Well, to be frank," said James, taking a bite of toast, "yes. "You see," said Sirius, taking the toast from James and taking another bite, "We want our minds to be in the best conditions so we can do well in class, especially Transfiguration, so we can pass all our tests in the fifth year so we can continue your classes because they're wonderful. And if we are comfortable, we can do well in class, so really, you shouldn't be stopping us, you should be helping us, as we're improving the academic life of all Hogwartsians." Sirius grinned again. Professor McGonagall sighed and rubbed her temples. "Merlin help me." she muttered. "You two," she pointed at James and Sirius, "may very well the brightest students I have ever taught. But you are the most trouble-making, lazy, incorrigible students ever to walk through Hogwarts!" James elbowed Sirius in the ribs. "See! See! I told you last night that we were incorrigible!" Professor McGonagall smiled a little bit. "It's nothing to be proud of " she began, but she was interrupted. "Oooh," said Sirius, making puppy eyes, "Do we get a prize, maybe even a medal for Gryffindor for being the 'Most Incorrigible Students In The History Of Hogwarts'?" Sirius bent on one knee, his hands clasped in front of him. "Please, please, please?" Professor McGonagall laughed. "You two are something else." She waved her wand, and a silver trophy cup fell to the floor. James picked it up, and read the engraving. "The Most Incorrigible Students In Hogwarts History: James Potter & Sirius Black." The Gryffindors cheered. "Now," said McGonagall, "You will take your breakfast to the Great Hall, and eat your breakfasts at your table, like the rest of the school. Get on with it." she said, and she walked out of the common room. Sirius grinned, and the pointed his wand at his plate. "Wingardium Leviosa!" he cried, and the plate hovered in front of him. He jerked his head, gesturing to follow him, and they all went to the Great Hall to eat. Whiles they were walking, Stela spotted Lily. Lily started to make her way over to Stela, but she stopped when she saw James. Stela waved, but Lily stared at James coldly. James saw Lily looking his way and grinned. She turned away from him, and walked away. "So," said James, sticking his hand in his pockets, "You've met Lily Evans." "Yes," said Stela. "Is she nice?" asked James. "Yes, why?" "Oh, just wondering. I've tried to talk to her, but she hates my guts." Stela looked at James. "What did you do to her?" James looked at Stela. "What makes you think I've done anything to her?" "Well, usually, when someone hates you, you've done something to them." said Stela reasonably. She looked back to James to see his face. "Well," said James, "I haven't done anything to her, specifically." "One of her friends?" "Er, yeah." said James running his hand through his hair. "Something like that." Stela raised an eyebrow. "Then, do you really think she'd hang around?" "Not really, but she should realize that he was asking for it." "He?" asked Stela. James may not have realized this, but Stela being a fellow girl did. "James, did you jinx her boyfriend?." "It wasn't her boyfriend, but, as I've already said, he was asking for it." said James. Sirius nodded. "He was indeed." said Sirius, nodding his shaggy head. "Who was it?" asked Stela. "Snivellus." said James, Sirius, and Remus at the same time. Stela raised her eyebrows. "Is that his real name?" "Well, no," said Remus, rubbing the back of his neck. "His real name is Severus Snape " "The great hairy ape," laughed Sirius. They walked on in to the Great Hall. Stela and the boys sat down at the Gryffindor table, and served themselves eggs, grits, and toast. Stela pulled out her class schedule and looked at it. "We have Transfiguration at 11:00." said Stela. "Transfiguration with the Slytherins," said Sirius "Shame we have to study with them." "Are all Houses this hostile towards each other?" asked Stela, who was watching the Slytherins at their table. "No," said Remus, "The Gryffindors are on good terms with the Ravenclaws, and the Hufflepuffs are on good terms with everyone. But the Gryffindors and the Slytherins have pretty much always hated each other." "The scum," said Sirius. "They act so high, like they're royal. They're terrible, with all their 'pure-blood' mania." Sirius looked over at the Slytherin table. A boy with black hair, about 15, turned around to look at Sirius. He grinned maliciously. Sirius made a noise of disgust and turned away. "Who was that?" asked Stela. Sirius looked at his plate with a kind of shamed anger in his eyes. "That," said Sirius, pushing his food around, "was Regalus Black." He glared at the boy, who was still looking at him. Sirius clenched his fist and put his middle finger up, making a rude gesture at the boy. The boy sneered and turned away. "Black," murmured Stela "as in one of the so-called 'Sacred Twenty-eight'?" "Yeah," mumbled Sirius. He was pushing his food around. "So, that Regalus boy is your older brother." concluded Stela. She looked to Sirius for confirmation. "Obviously." said Sirius bitterly. "Regalus. The perfect one." Sirius cleared his throat and began to speak in a very unflattering imitation of what was unmistakably his mother's voice. "Sirius, why can't you be more like your perfect brother. You had to land yourself in Gryffindor. He got into Slytherin, just like his father, and everyone else. He will uphold the family honor." Sirius sighed and said, "He, and all my perfect sisters are all my parents care about, besides the family's status in the 'Sacred Twenty-eight'. It's disgusting. That's why I usually don't say my last name. I had to learn the hard way that if they hear the name 'Black' people leave, because they expect you to be a stuck-up pure-blood. I must've let it slip on the train." "I hate that, too." said Stela. "I come from a pure-blood family. Half of my relatives don't give a damn about it, the others, that's all the care about. My aunt is like that." "Don't worry, not everyone here will hate you for that." said James brightly, "And those who do, aren't rally worth hanging around with." Stela smiled. She leaned over to Remus and checkedhis watch. "Merlin's pants!" said Stela. She grabbed her bag and jumped over the bench. "Merlin's pants?" said James, "What was that about?" "Uh," said Remus, "It's 10:59."