So, so, so, so, so sorry I didn't update sooner! I went on holiday for a few weeks and then kept putting off writing it for later!

Thanks to everyone who reviewed/Favorited/Story Alerted my story, but special thanks to fanfi98 whose comment made me feel guilty and continue writing!

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There was a rather awkward silence in which Harry glared at Peter, Peter squirmed nervously in his gaze, and James and Remus glanced uneasily between them.

Sirius, of course, was completely oblivious to the whole thing.

"Yes! Score, I got Morgana! I needed her!"

The awkward tension broke and Harry blinked and smiled warmly at Peter, although James noticed that it did not quite reach his eyes.

"Nice to meet you Peter," He said, releasing the other's hand who pulled it back, looking scared.

"Harry was just telling us about Durmstrang, Peter," James said, gesturing to the empty seat beside him, "He just transferred from there."

"Oh," said Peter timidly, piling his plate high with food, "Was it nice there?"

Once again, James thought he noticed a flash of revulsion pass through Harry's eyes before it was gone.

"Yeah," He replied, smiling. "It wasn't as nice as Hogwarts of course. Not so big."

He gestured rather feebly around the Great Hall, with its endless ceiling and hundred metre long tables.

"Yes, I read about that," said Remus, speaking for the first time in a while, "Did you know that Hogwarts is the largest wizarding school in all of Europe?"

"Acshully, phee doesh!" Said Sirius, spraying Harry with potatoes. He swallowed, and then continued.

"Sorry, Harry. He probably does know that, Remus. Harry has got to be the only guy apart from you in this entire school who has read Hogwarts, a History."

"Really?" Remus turned to Harry, his eyes lit with the sort of excitement that James had come to associate with "The Library" and "Non-School Related Reading".

"Which bit did you find the most interesting? I liked the bits about the school's defences against any dangers personally, but I found the origins of the school quite fascinating as well, didn't you?"

"Slow down, Moony," laughed Sirius, putting a hand on Remus' shoulder as he was practically bouncing up and down with excitement, "Let him eat his dinner! You can have a cosy little talk about the window designs later."

Remus blushed, glaring at his friend.

"You wouldn't know would you, you haven't read it!"

He turned back to Harry, who was watching them argue, bemused.

"Sorry about that." Remus said, smiling, "I've never met someone who's read it before. Apart from Lily of course, and she can't stand to be within ten metres of James over there, so she doesn't count."

"Hey!" James protested, over the sound of Sirius snorting into his plate, "She so can stand me now! I'll have you know that she smiled at me this morning. Smiled! At me!"

Sirius groaned, but Remus looked amused.

"Did she now? Well that's funny, because I could have sworn she told me just last night that "She didn't know why I hang around with you lot; Black was an arrogant git and James was a bullying toe-rag!""

James seemed to deflate, his expression falling. But then his eyes brightened happily.

"Wait," he said hopefully, "Were those her exact words?"

Remus tilted his head to one side, thinking.

"Yes, I think so… yes, and then her friends came over and I left to do some homework. Do you realise that you two still need to finish both-"

"But she definitely called me James," James interrupted, a grin unfolding across his face, "She definitely didn't say Potter?"

"No, she said James, but seriously" ("What?" "Shut up Sirius" ), "we need to get those essays done tonight or we'll-"

"Yes!" Whooped James, punching the air with his fist, "She called me James! She never calls me James!"

"She also called you a bullying toe-rag," Pointed out Harry quietly, sounding slightly upset.

"Don't even bother," Said Sirius, helping himself to the chocolate pudding that had replaced the chicken in front of him, "Lily Evans is the one subject he will not listen to reason about. He still say's that she's "just been playing hard to get" after seven years now!"

Harry laughed, seizing a large treacle tart from the table just as Dumbledore stood up, and the hall fell silent at once.

"I am sorry to interrupt your delicious dinner," he said, eyes twinkling as he surveyed the hall, "But I have an announcement to make. The more observant among you may have noticed that we have an addition to the Gryffindor table this evening. I ask you all now to give a warm welcome Harry Otter, a seventh year exchange student from Durmstrang Institute."

All heads turned towards Harry, who stared at his plate very hard. At once, muttering broke out across the hall, and James heard his name muttered several times.

But then Dumbledore coughed, and the hall became quiet once more.

"I trust you will do all you can to help Harry fit in. That is all."

Dumbledore sat, and the usual chatter resumed.

James turned to ask Harry what lessons he was taking, but found him staring at a girl sitting a way down the table from them.

A girl with green eyes, and dark, red hair.

Not my best, nor my longest chapter, but what can I say, I'm out of practice! Thanks once more for reading.