Wolfstar✨

Chapter 2 - James POV

First Year

"Bye mum, dad! Yeah, yeah, I'll write! See ya!" I yell back at my teary-eyed parents. Emotional peasants. Ugh. I run up beside the Hogwarts Express as it slows to a stop at the Platform. I keep running but have to come to a sudden stop as a family of pretty prissy looking purebloods block my path. The boy looks my age.

"Sirius, make sure you associate yourself with purebloods only. We will be expecting you to be in Slytherin," the parents say firmly. The boy nods, but rolls his eyes.

"What if I don't want to be in Slytherin?" Sirius, the boy, mutters, looking away from his parents who have left him. He flips the rude finger at their retreating backs. I decide to talk to him instantly.

"Hey. I mean does anyone want to be in Slytherin? Pffff. I am going to be a Gryffindor. All the way!" I say to Sirius.

"Yeah, I'd much rather be a Gryffindor. My family is a bunch of stuck-ups. I hate it," he replies.

"You want to hang out? Let's hope we're Gryffindors together!" I say excitedly.

"Yeah sure!" he said, "Come on, we're gonna miss out on a free carriage on the train! Let's go!"

We clamber onto the train and run down the hallway. We wrench open a couple of doors. One opens on a sleeping boy in the corner and a black, greasy-haired boy talking to a gorgeous red-head. I swear I almost started drooling. The boys looked pretty nerdy so we smirked at each other and slammed the door. We found a free carriage and went in, laughing.

"Did you see that"

"- girl -" I say.

"- guy?" he said, simultaneously.

"Yeah! That girl," he corrected himself. "She was... Cute?"

I give him a look but brush it off.

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All of us are about to enter the Great Hall and I'm anxious to get sorted. Sirius is trying his best to cover it up but to me he looks as if he is about to faint. He is one of the first people to get sorted and I see the mixture of relief and fear that comes across his mischievous face as the hat announces "Gryffindor!".

A few other people get sorted. That pretty girl on the train is Lily Evans and she's a Gryffindor and so is the sleeping guy, Remus Lupin. Barry Jordan joins them and so does the short kid before me, Peter Pettigrew. I fake confidence as I walk up to the sorting hat which soon declared me another "Gryffindor!" I join Sirius and the other new kids at the table and we watch that creep, Severus Snape, get sorted into Slytherin. Lily looks disappointed and the "sleeping kid" gives her a pat on the back, but Sirius and I exchange a smug look.

After the sorting we're all gathered at Gryffindor's dining table, eagerly awaiting what happens next. The headmaster, Dumbledore, makes a speech, and to be honest I reckon he's kinda weird. Eccentric, I'd say. He says to enjoy the feast. Our confusion turns to delight when the table's empty silverware fills with all types of food. Everyone stacks their plates to the point of overflowing and we laugh, chat and get to know our new Gryffindor family.