Remus POV

The next morning, after a very refreshing sleep, I woke up early to get ready for my first day of lessons. I looked at my watch. It was 6:30, why did I wake up so early? Then it struck me. It was the full moon in a few days. I always got restless and felt sickly around this time of the month. Why did it have to be in the first week of my new school? I went down to the library, which I had discovered the day before. I noticed that it was also occupied by a certain red-head, who was enveloped in a book. I walked over to her.

"Hi." She looked up.

"Hey Remus, how was your first night? You look kinda pale."

"It was okay and I'm always like this. But, I woke up kinda early so I came here."

She looked startled. "The same thing happened to me! Well, minus being pale all the time." She smiled at me. It was a cute friendly smile, nothing like Sirius' when he is going to stick a dungbomb down your shirt...

I wondered at her reasons. Could she be. . . like me? No, someone as smart and pretty as her wouldn't be a monster like me. Besides, she was muggleborn. But, it would be nice to have someone to talk to about my. . . furry little problem. Ha ha.

"I was so excited about learning about magic! I always thought there was something strange about me, almost as if something was missing. I realize what it was now. Magic."

I nodded, totally understanding. "How about going down to breakfast, it should be starting soon."

She looked pleased. "I could eat a horse!"

"What about a hippogriff?" I tease.

She looks confused, like I suspected she would, and I explained what it was. As we talked about mythical creatures, we walked over to the great hall. There were a few people inside, but there were no other Gryffindors at the table yet. On the table, there were piles of food. Bacon, Pancakes, Waffles, giant pitchers of syrup, even some foreign breakfast foods. We sat down and piled our plates high.

SIRIUS POV!

I'm an early riser. Okay just kidding, I'm really not. Im the exact opposite. I'd sleep past noon if allowed. Well my mum apparently doesn't like me to sleep in. She made me take this enchanted alarm clock that screams at seven bloody AM. I had decided long ago to pitch it off the astronomy tower at my first opportunity, but alas, in the midst of my excitement, I had forgotten about the clock so at seven AM my dorm-mates and I all woke to the shrill screaming of my mother. Frank fell off his bed, James jumped and hit his head on the side of his four-poster and started shouting curse words, Peter yelled something that sounded like Mr. Muffins, and Remus ... Wait, where was Remus?

I immediately went into my emergency mode.

"REMUS HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED! REMUS HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED! CALL 999 JAMES!" I yelled, later remembering that this was the muggle police number and that they probably couldn't do anything for my situation without declaring me legally insane.

I told Peter to run to get Professor McGonagall the head of Gryffindor house.

"Umm... he also could be at breakfast..." Frank said trailing off.

Well that was a little late... Peter had already run off to get the professor and James was attempting (and failing) to explain the situation to the muggle police.

"Well let's go down too before Peter comes back with McGonagall." James hung up the phone.

We quickly got dressed and ran down the moving stairs (which was quite fun, I made a mental note to slide down the banisters later) into the Great Hall. Sure enough, there was Remus eating breakfast and chatting with a red haired Lily Evans.

"Hellooo Lily- Flower!" I said promptly pulling her off the bench and into a big bear hug.

"Wow, you're up early Sirius!" Remus said surprised.

"I know he woke us all up with his stupid screaming alarm clock..." James grumbled.

"Oh come on Jamsiekins! Its not that bad!" I protested.

"It's effin' seven in the morning!" he shouted back.

"7:09," I corrected.

He folded his arms and slumped on the bench next to Remus. I guess he isn't a morning person then... I squeezed myself in between Lily and Remus, practically (okay 69%) on the redhead's lap and swung my arm around her.

"Eww Black! Cooties!" she yelled in mock disgust removing my oh-so-beautiful arm. I immediately grabbed her ( I am quite strong) and placed her on my lap, while Lily attempted to smack me. I made kissy faces at her and refused to let her go. Finally, in defeat, she remained on my lap. I grinned in triumph. I then attempted to eat breakfast with a girl on my lap, can't say it was the first time... or the second...

LILY POV

I ate breakfast on Sirius Black's lap. That was a first. Also all the envious looks I was getting, including many girls and Potter... Remus was also getting a funny look on his face. After our breakfast fiasco, we headed off to our first ever lessons! I had charms first with Sirius, Remus, Marley, and, sadly, Potter. I had been practicing all summer with Sev, but I still felt a pang of nervousness for the class. The first years had charms with the Hufflepuffs. I quickly checked my schedule and found that the only classes I had with Sev were Potions, Herbology and Flying Lessons. CRAP. . . WAIT FLYING? Who put that there? Who said ANYTHING about flying. I am terrified of heights. I suddenly felt a pang of nausea. Then it came to me, I could simply either

1) tell the professor of my fear

2) be "sick" for all the lessons

But I didn't want to get in trouble or look weak... CRAP... I'm screwed.

Peter POV

I was in Gryffindor and I was very excited. I'm kinda a person that you don't notice when you walk into a supposedly empty compartment which I am in, or the kind that you look at as if I was a piece of scum stuck to your shoe. I'm not like Sirius or James, I don't get all the admiring looks from random girls passing by. Even Remus gets some of the girls' attention! And they are so kind and noble. I mean, let's face it, most people wouldn't even look at me or talk to me. All they would do would be walk away, or pretend I don't exist. James, Sirius, and Remus don't do that to me. I feel included with them. I actually have friends for once. I totally understand why the girls give them all that attention, I would too, they deserve it!

Marlene POV

Lily ate breakfast on Sirius's lap. Urg. It was disgusting. I mean when you just meet someone, do you sit on their lap – especially if they are a guy, and we are eleven – and stay there for breakfast? But I bet she didn't have much of a choice, because, bloody merlin, that boy is strong!

And she's so nice! How can you hate someone whom you have sworn to be best friends with? Well not exactly sworn... more in my head... But, I suppose I will have to forgive her. I suppose.

As Lily and I walked to Charms class we talked about Sirius. The conversation lasted all of the four floors that we walked up! Wait, four floors. Where is Charms again? I asked Lily.

"Lily where is the Charms classroom? Is it on this floor?" Lily looked startled and then worried.

"Please don't tell me you don't know where it is. Please. Please. Please."

"Marlene, I don't know where it is."

"! WE ARE GOING TO DIE ON OUR FIRST DAY AT HOGWARTS!" I clung to Lily dragging her to the floor. "WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DOOOO! LILY! WE AREN'T GOING TO DIE ARE WE?" Lily pulls me up and told me we weren't going to die. I didn't believe her. She started pulling me along, passing paintings that waved hi. When we reached a staircase I stopped, sat down, and refused to budge.

"LILY WE ARE LOST! We are going to die of starvation and, and –" I stopped.

"Lily, STOP BLOODY PULLING ME!" I screamed at her as she yanked on my arm, hard.

"No Marly! We are already TWENTY minutes late to class! The least we can do is go find someone to ask where Charms is!" She jerked my arm again and I flew up, stumbled, tripped, and for good measure fell off the staircase. Into thin air. Oh crap...

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Hey Guys! Happy Reading! Please read and review! I know we have had some hits, cause of that one stat page! So anyone who finds this, on accident or on purpose, please, please REVIEW! It was Liz's birthday in April and the best birthday present would be reviews! Even if you don't like it tell us why! Sorry, I'll stop begging.

(A/N this is what my teacher wrote when he snuck up behind me if you want to read it it is between the sentence in Remus's POV that ends with "of lessons" (Apparently he has contradicting writing skills!) Btw it was our Math teacher... - Help! 7:30. Dude, I am going to be late to school. Chill, not like it's the first time, besides, it's just morning meeting. I know, but I'M REFLECTION! Yeah, what it? Help! by the Beatles. That's what you need. Help? Yes, serious help. I know, that's what I have asked for, but you don't give me any. Any what? Any help. Okay, what do you need help with? Getting to school on time, duh. He's an... erm, interesting? special? WEIRD teacher! Also morning meeting and reflection are some of the weird things that our "special" school does. . . Morning meeting is a –what do you know– meeting in the morning. Reflection is where one person brings in a song and we talk about what it means (sorry about the bad explanation.)