Mischief managed

Chapter one~the trip

~All of these amazing characters belong to the one and only amazing JK Rowling, I am in no way trying to steal them or sell them off as my own, I am merely borrowing them for the entertainment of myself and others~ Enjoy xx

{Remus Lupin- age 11}
I woke up early in the morning on September first burning up with anxiety and excitement. I am starting Hogwarts this year and I have no idea what I am going to do with myself. Although I have grown up in a magic family I still feel like I'm going to mess this up more than the muggle borns. Not that there's anything wrong with muggle borns. Just that they tend to be a little clueless. That's usually good for the rest of us, usually it means that our awkward moments are forgotten more easily.

Not for me though. I'm terrified. Going to school is probably one of the best things that could possibly happen to me. I still can't believe that Dumbledore is letting me attend. This kind of thing is unheard of. That just kind of makes it all the more scary. I'm awkward and shy which already makes it that much harder to make friends, my lycanthrope issue isn't going to help this at all. Most parents would want me removed from school if they found out what I was and there's no guarantee that the kids won't blab to their parents therefore telling anyone I meet what I am is strictly forbidden.

I don't like lying, my parents are calling it "withholding the truth" but it still makes me uncomfortable.  Anyways we're heading towards Kings Cross right now. My mums talking. All bubbly and happy.Dad's grunting his approval every now and then. I think  he's nervous. Usually he'll be chatting your ear off. I'm not really saying anything. I'm too scared. I think if I open my mouth I might puke. We're pulling up to the station now. We came by muggle car. We needed to fit in; and it's much more efficient. Walking out to station 9 and ¾ it was easy to tell wizards and witches from muggles. As well as muggleborns from those with magical heritage.

At least it was if you paid attention and observed and since I couldn't open my mouth in fear of throwing up all over the platform I observed the people instead. We're at the wall now, the one we use as a crossing from muggle station to platform 9 and ¾ . The one between platform nine and ten. My mum's struck up a conversation with some witch she knows from the store down our street.  They're still talking when we walk through the wall and onto the platform. It's beautiful. Hundreds of kids are milling around and climbing aboard the train; waving goodbye to their parents. My mums' finished talking to that lady. She's looking at me expectantly now. My dad nods towards the train. I give them both a quick hug, mutter goodbye and rush on just as the train is about to depart.

I set off looking for a compartment. I walk past one which a redheaded girl with a flower in her hair walks out of dragging along a boy with shoulder length, greasy hair. They look about my age. I wonder what made them leave the compartment. I peek inside and see two boys that look around my age. They seem to already know each other and are joking and laughing with each other. One of them has messy black hair and is wearing squared of black glasses. He has tanned skin and is one of the taller people in, presumably, my year. The other had long black hair swept up into a bun and gorgeous cheekbones. He too was tall for his age, although not as tall as the other one. They notice me in the doorway and wave me in.

"First year?" asks the one with the spectacles . I nod. "Me too. I'm James by the way, this is Sirius." Wow, he spoke like he already ruled this place. Not in a mean way or anything, no. But his natural confidence and charisma warned me that people would definitely warm up to him and be more that willing to follow along with whatever he wanted. "I'm Remus"I said. He nodded for me to sit down and I did.

{Sirius Black- age 11}
The tall boy with curly fawn coloured hair was sitting in front of me, shyly answering all of James' ridiculous questions. I've only known this boy for a couple of hours but I already know he is one of those people I don't want to lose. James Potter radiated off a confidence that I couldn't help but take on and add to my own. He spoke calmly and smoothly showing no worry or fear for his first day of school at all. Of course neither did I. My insides however, were doing backflips and about ten herds of butterflies were taking off in my stomach. Are groups of butterflies even called herds? That's the debate I was having with myself as James continued talking to the boy who I now knew to  be called Remus. That's how nervous I was. I don't think it showed though. Mostly my brain just tends to wander when I'm in a stressful situation.

James turns to me and by the look on his face I can tell he was expecting me to reply to something. The only problem here was that I had no idea what this 'something' was. "Huh, sorry I zoned out, what were you saying?" I try to put on my bravest and coolest voice. I think it works. Neither of the two look at me funny or question me so I nod at James, hoping to get an answer out of him. "I said we're almost there." Well that caught my attention. "At Hogwarts?" I asked. That was such a dumb question. Sometimes I really question my brain. "Yeah" James replied as though I hadn't just asked the stupidest question of all time.

"We should change into our robes" Suggested Remus. I could already tell that he was going to be the responsible mom friend of the group. Not including me of course. Because while James and Remus were already the most amazing people I had ever met, they didn't seem like the kind that would get sorted into Slytherin. That's where I'm headed. My whole family has always been in Slytherin. Nothing else would be considered acceptable. I sighed quietly to myself, stood up, motioned towards the door of the compartment and we headed out to change into our robes.

Being in my brand new robes kind of brought reality back to me and I was back to my usual self for the rest of the trip to Hogwarts. Joking with James and Remus felt so natural, like it was my second nature, that i almost started to feel like this was where I belonged. Of course that wasn't going to be the case. I was going to be sorted into Slytherin just like everybody else in the Black family and be the son my parents have always dreamed of having. I tried not to think about that. Tried to just lose myself in whatever conversation James was currently going on and on about. It was always there though. In the back of my mind. It just wouldn't stop nagging me.

I realized suddenly how much I didn't want to be sorted into Slytherin. I didn't want to be like everyone else in my family. I didn't agree with what they were doing and I wanted to stay with James and Remus. The train was pulling to a stop now. Huffing and puffing as it slowed down. We all stood up and slowly, still joking and laughing walked out of the compartment and got off the train.

Once we were off the train itself we were swallowed up in the huge masses of people, most of them older than us, rushing around; trying to get to where they needed to be. I panicked right then because we didn't know where we were supposed to be and there were so many people that we could get trampled before we even got the chance to find any kind of figure of authority. Luckily for me, just before I went into full blown panic mode, we heard a loud, booming voice going "First years over here! First years! First years!" This huge voice belonged to an even bigger man. He was taller than me, James and Remus all together. Probably even taller than that. We walked over to him only to realize that about fifty of our to-be classmates were already there. We stood around for another five minutes while we waited for the rest of the first years to find their way over to us.

During this times James somehow managed to have seven different conversations with me and Remus and accidentally push over a small, blonde, chubby boy. "I'm so sorry!" James practically screamed. It was quite funny actually. Suddenly he realized the boy seemed to be standing alone. "I'm James" he said, then looked over to me so I went "Sirius" and after that remus put out his hand and went "Remus". "P...P....Peter" he managed to stammer out and then give us a lopsided grin. "Wanna join us?" I asked. "Sure, thanks!" he said as he trotted over to join us. At this point the group of first years had started moving towards a large body of water that I soon learned was the lake. We huddled into little boats that were spelled to move on their own and took of towards the shimmering castle.

~Hi! Thanks for reading!!! This chapter is quite short and I promise the next few will be longer, I'll try post as regularly as I can and if you want to stay updated on my writing progress follow my Instagram account.  Yes there will be other perspectives I.e. James, lily, peter, SNAPE and many other characters hehe♥️ anyways ily all thanks for reading xx stay tuned x