Belly rumbling Lily sat down at the Gryffindor table. Nicola had gone to sit with the other Ravenclaws so Lily went to sit with her other best friend Mary MacDonald.

"Lil! I've missed you so much!" Mary squealed when she spotted Lily.

"Me too," Lily smiled giving her a hug. "How was your summer?"

"It was…"

"Alright, Evans?"

Lily turned around frowning to face a tall, good looking boy with dark hair that curled slightly and reached down to his shoulders. She glared at him but he grinned back at her and slumped into the seat next to her.

"What do you want Black?" She hissed through her teeth.

"Ouch Evans. We haven't seen each other in what feels like years and all you can do is act like you're not ecstatic to see me," Sirius sniffed, trying to look hurt. "I think I may go and cry."

"Bottle your tears for me," James smirked, taking a seat opposite Sirius.

Mary giggled but stopped quickly as Lily shot her a look.

Remus came and sat on Lily's other side. "Ignore him. He's an idiot."

Lily smiled at him.

"Moony! How could you be so mean?" James wailed, covering his eyes and leaning on Mary's shoulder.

"What a dick." Lily muttered.

James uncovered his eyes. "That's what she said," he said with a wink.

Sirius rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, right," he scoffed.

"Are you doubting my manhood Padfoot?"

"I've seen your manhood Prongs. There isn't much to be proud of," he laughed.

"Wait, what?" Peter looked stunned as he sat down facing Remus.

"Doesn't matter Wormtail." Sirius said watching McGonagall entering with the first years. "The fun is about to begin..."

Lily furrowed her brow. "What?" She whispered.

"You'll see," James mouthed back with a devilish glint to his eyes.

The sorting dragged and Lily was yet to see what was any different to usual. The Sorting Hat sang a song about how great the founders of the school were and it went on even longer than usual. Even McGonagall looked like she was about to nod off. Sirius had his head in his hand and his breathing was becoming steadily slower and deeper. When the song had finished, Lily nudged Sirius' arm and he only woke up in time to stop his head hitting off of the table. He shared a cheeky look with Potter before this face became a not so innocent mask.

The two girls looked confused as McGonagall called Peter Adams forwards. He was quite a small boy with mousy hair and glasses not unlike James' own. He had only sat on the stool for a few seconds before the chair flew ten feet into the air and started whizzing around the room, the sorting hat still sitting on top of his head.

The chair bucked and flew around the Great Hall, straight towards a suit of armour. The boy had to choice but to stare in horror as the chair was set for a head on collision. McGonagall quickly shot a spell at the stool and it shot even higher towards the room, tearing through the hogwarts banners. The whole room was in hysterics as the boy screamed and did a lap around the hall. McGonagall looked absolutely furious but Dumbledore chuckled and applauded the Marauders.

All the rest of the teachers were casting spells frantically with no success until Hagrid stood up and grabbed the stool by one of its legs and set it on the ground. All looked fine until the one of the legs on the chair collapsed and the boy landed backwards onto his bum. Hagrid picked him up with one hand and set him on his feet. The sorting hat finally called out "Gryffindor!" and he slowly made his way towards their own table to loud cheers, the Hogwarts banner still draped around his shoulders like a cape.

The stool did an awkward gallop down the aisle between the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables and exited from the room.

Lily glared at the chortling two boys beside her.

"Aww, come on Evans," James guffawed. "That was a little funny."

"Yeah. His face when he was flying through the air. Classic." Sirius added.

"I wish I had a camera," James snorted.

"Someone could have been hurt."

"Aww, cummon, it was funny."

"How many times do I have to tell you to grow up for you to understand that I don't find you funny?"