Chapter Two: Mates

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The newly sorted first years went their separate ways led by the house prefects to their common rooms. The Gryffindors were headed up to the Gryffindor tower, and the ten newly sorted children were extremely excited to see where they would be living for the majority of the next seven years of their lives. The eager group went through doorways hidden behind sliding panels and hanging tapestries until they finally approached a portrait of an overweight woman dressed in pale pink satin robes, seated in front of some very pretty scenery. "Password?" she asked.

"Nova Discipulus," the Prefect, Matthias James thinks, responded. The portrait swung open revealing a round hole in the wall. Matthias climbed in first, followed by all of the first years.

On the other side of the wall, was a round room covered in red and gold decor, with plenty of squishy armchairs and couches. In addition to the surplus of seating, there were a couple of tables and a roaring fire in the fireplace surrounded by couches. Opposite the portrait hole, there were two doorways with spiral staircases. Their prefect explained that that was the staircases to the boys' and girls' dorms respectively.

The girls walked up their stairs, disappearing to the dorm they shared. James watched Lily the whole walk until she was out of sight. Meanwhile, Marlene had said goodbye to Sirius as they had already become friends during the feast. It was also at the feast where James, Sirius, and Remus got to properly meet Peter. Peter was a mousy kind of guy, and quite fidgety. He was also fairly quiet and tended to only speak after being spoken to. James and Sirius seemed to intimidate him, but Remus, who was much calmer and complacent, seemed to friend him much easier.

Soon after the girls had left the common room, the boys walked upstairs to their own dorm room. The doors were fairly large with four identical four-poster beds, hung with deep, red velvet curtains. The boys' trunks had already been brought up and they were sat in front of their beds. Closest to the bathroom and farthest from the door, Sirius went and sat on the bed to the right where his trunk was placed. To Sirius' left, James was, since they already had a budding friendship, this placement was just perfect for the boys. Across from Sirius on the left side of the room was Remus. Likewise, across from James, next to Remus, was Peter. In addition to the four beds, there were two desks on either side of the room, closest to the door. The curious boys could not stay seated for too long, however, because they all went over to the bathroom which had two sinks, a normal-sized shower, and a toilet.

The boys unpacked a little, putting some things in drawers, moving their toiletries to the counter and drawers in the bathroom, sorting through their uniforms and new ties, scarves, and such. After getting everything somewhat organised, they all sat down on James and Sirius' beds. Peter and James were sat on James' and Remus and Sirius on the latter.

"Alright mates, we're gonna be living together for the next seven years, so hopefully you blokes are complete arses, I'm James," James said.

"Beautifully said," Remus remarked sarcastically, " 'm Remus."

"Sirius."

"P-peter" the fourth boy stuttered out, he was visibly intimidated, he was a smaller boy with dark beady eyes, a small nose, and small ears, he had light blondish hair that was cut as if his mum did it with her kitchen scissors, which unbeknownst to the other three boys, was actually what had happened.

"Cool, you guys seem pretty nice," Remus said, leaning back on the bed looking rather tired, his shirt rode up revealing an extremely scarred stomach, but he tugged it down before anyone saw or asked about it. The other boys seemed to be more alive than ever despite how late it was. Sirius glanced out of the window looking at all of the stars in the night sky.

"Hello! Earth to Sirius!" James waved his hand in front of Sirius' face. He snapped back to reality.

"Sorry mate zoned out"

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