This chapter will follow the maduders as they face thier first day of classes. I don't own anything about Harry Potter. Everything is the property of it creator of the Wizarding World. J K Rowling.

The following morning, Remus was the first to wake up beating the other three boys, slipping himself carefully off the bed, he grabbed his wash kit and headed to the showers. His hearing picked up the soft rustling of the blankets, the creaks of the supports under the mattressesas the three boys as they shifted around in thier beds. Heaving a sigh he ditches his night shirt and turns the knob for the water. Standing beneath the cascade allowed Remus a short moment to himself, his thoughts began to wonder. He had a secret to keep, you see he was a werewolf bitten at the tender age of five after his father made a comment that all werewolfs deserved nothing but death in Grayback's earshot making the werewolf target Remus the following full moon while he soundly slept in his bed. Running his hand though his sopping wet sandy brown hair, he sighs again. He got his shampoo and began to wash his hair, he was completely lost in thought, this was never good for him. As his imagination could also run away from him, but he did know one thing these other boys must never find out about him. He could see thier reactions now, James face twisted in pure hatred, Peter and Sirius giving him the cold shoulder. It would be a nightmare, but he did feel grateful that Dumbledore was breaking a Wizarding law to permit his attendance. Before he got his letter, a teacher had arrived to inform his parents and Remus on the arrangements that they had out in place so he could go. The professor had put it as how did she phrase it?

"Every magical child deserves a magical education regardless of condition." Remus permits himself a small smile, just he was pulled from his musings, as he heard James wake up. Just to keep his modesty, Remus made a grab for the first towel that came to hand. Wrapping the towel around his waist just in time as James had entered. Remus was placing his stuff back into the kitbag, picking up his night shirt, made a hasty exit. Making his way back to his bed. Remus extracted his robes, that now bore the scarlet and gold of Gryffindor house the schools crest was replaced with the house crest of a rampant lion in a shied type shape, Remus smiled to himself again. Packing a bag ready for the day ahead, he jumped as Peter's alarm blared out. Just like last night in the great hall Remus covered his ears, the din was louder than last night. From just that tiny alarm clock, Peter had thumped it to make it stop. Remus blushed as Sirius and Peter give him odd looks.

"Sensitive ears." He lamely excused, Peter seemed to buy it, but James and Sirius weren't so sure, when both boys just shrugged it off Remus relaxed as he didn't even know that he'd tensed up. Sitting down on the bed, Remus waited for the other three to get dressed. Once the all were, they left the boys dorms together. Finding themselfs on the right hand corridor of the thrid floor, they began to bicker.

"We're lost aren't we?" Peter asked, he looked worried.

"That's impossible, we can't be lost." Sirius declares. Remus broke away from the three and stiffed the air, maybe he'd could get them back on track. His smell cought the strong sent of bacon, even on the thrid floor.

"Guys, we go this way." He called and walked away with his hands deep in his pockets. Leading the way, Remus got them all safely to the great hall, smirking he folded his arms. James looked at Remus with wide eyes, his mouth even matching.

"How did you do that? You know what I don't care, I think that you and I are going to get on like oh what's the Muggle expression?" Remus burst out laughing.

"Like a house on fire?" He answered, James laughed himself.

"Yeah, we will."

They head to the Gryffindor table and sat down, Sirius who was far too nervous to eat was wriggling his hands. He was getting a howler today, he knew it. The screech of owls made everone look up, his stomach was doing flips in his chest. A bright red envelope got his gaze, his heart stopped. The owl carrying it fluttered down amount the plates of breakfast items, it dropped the howler and flew away now it's job was done. Sirius with shaking hands, knew it was best to get this over with, began to break the gold wax seal bearing the Black family crest. With a quick look towards the Slytherin table, his cousin Bellatrix, was watching clearly enjoying her cousin's distress, while his other cousin Androma, who wasn't as bad as the others shot him a quick look of sympathy. Before covering her ears in preparation.

"Ow!" He cried, the letter had broken into flame as he taken so long to open it. His mother's magically amplified voice filled the huge great hall.

"SIRUIS ORION BLACK, HOW DARE YOU BREAK TRADITION. YOUR FATHER AND I ARE VERY DISAPPOINTED IN YOU. CONSIDER YOURSELF DISOWNED!!!!!!" The howler fell onto the table in a small pile of ash, his own face ashen, Sirius slowly rose from the table muttered something about losing his appetite. With that he bolted swiftly followed by the three other boys, as well as thier head of house, Professor McGonagall.

They found him in one of the small side chambers. His body shaking, James wanted to help him he reached out when McGonagall arrived.

She knelt down to be at Sirius's eye level.

"Mr Bl... I mean Sirius, would you follow me?" She asked him gently, she helped him up. James felt so bad for Sirius, disowned by his family just for being a Gryffindor. When James made to follow, McGongall turned to face the other three.

"Nice try Mr Potter, Mr Pettigrew and Mr Lupin, but wish to talk with Sirius alone." The bell rung. "Now you three off to class, you don't want to be late." She called as she hustled Sirius up the stairs and towards her office. They reach her office, she pushed the door open.

"In." She told him gently. Still shaking Sirius does what he was told. Unsure what was going to happen next.

I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. As always please read and review. I though it would be a good idea of Sirius getting a howler as a last piece of commutation between him and his family, I wanted to use the howler as a kick up the but if you will along with McGonagall's up coming chat with him, so he could embrace the Gryffindor pride as quickly as he did.

Till next time

Best wishes

M. L Edwards