Chapter 1

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It started as a joke but I don't think it is anymore.you see it started as me and George Weasley as friends , we were sort of strangers really. We met in our first year of Hogwarts during the sorting ceremony of 1989. "Ivy lupin-black" professor Mcgonagall called my name . That has always been one of my fondest memories,one of my childhood dreams coming true. As you probably saw my two fathers are Remus lupin and Sirius black they were in a kind of gang at school , don't get me wrong a nice one , called the marauders with my uncle James and a boy called Peter I don't know much about him though .

"Gryffindor" the sorting hat bellowed finally after having one of the the longest hat stalled ever deciding after the soft brown leather had been resting on my head for 5 minutes 20 seconds just 10 second quicker than professor Mcgonagall. It had been deciding between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff I have a feeling that I did influence as I really wanted to be in Gryffindor like both my dads , I wanted to make them proud .

The rest of the Gryffindor table exploded with applauses Fred Weasley had been sorted into Gryffindor he sat a few seats away from me and started talking to lee Jordan one of his friends . After George was sorted into Gryffindor too he did the strangest thing he didn't talk to lee or Fred or Percy even. No he sat next to me the nerdy bookworm who everybody avoided for most of first year of course he didn't know that but still . He started talking to me about the leather bound book resting next to me on the table it was a copy of 'I know why the caged bird sings' by maya Angelou. "Like to read do ya" he whispered in order to not get told of as the sorting was still in progress. "Yes" I replied.He didn't say anything after that.

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