Magical Mayhem and Managing Mischief - A Marauders Era Story

Chapter 1 - Your House Will Be Like Your Family (Part 1/?)

🎈Part 1 of the story I'm working on with Elise_Oswin🎈

James Potter's first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was one he would never forget. He knew he would love it the second his parents, Fleamont and Euphemia, told him about the magical castle, and was so happy when he received his letter on his 11th birthday.

On the Hogwarts Express, he met three people who would have huge affects on his life. Of course, like any 11-year-old starting a new school, James wanted friends. He walked down the train until he found a lonely black-haired boy in a compartment on his own.

"Hey, can I sit in here?" he asked, trying to seem as cool and casual as possible. He really wanted a friend.

"Sure," the boy replied.

"I'm James Potter," he said as he sat down opposite him.

"Sirius Black."

"Y...you're a Black?"

"Yeah, my father is Orion Black."

"No offense, but aren't your family like...evil?" James tried to be polite.

"Yeah...they're all evil gits. I'm not like them. I guess I've always been a bit of a rebel," Sirius said, as he ran a hand through his hair, his elbow resting on his knee that was propped up on the seat, covering it in dirt from his shoes.

"I hardly know you, but you seem cool."

Sirius smiled.

"So, what house are you expecting to be in?"

"I want to be in Gryffindor so bad, both of my parents were in Gryffindor. What about you? Slytherin?"

"I mean, my entire family has been in Slytherin, so I don't want to let them down."

"I'm sure you won't, Sirius."

In that moment, both James Fleamont Potter and Sirius Orion Black knew they would be friends, no matter what houses they were sorted into.

The two spent the journey eating sweets and laughing at each other's jokes. It was if they'd known each other for years. Several hours into the train ride, the compartment door slid open, revealing a boy and a girl, both of whom were also first years. The girl had fiery red hair and lots of freckles. James noticed straight away that she was very beautiful. The boy, on the other hand, had long black hair, but it wasn't soft and curly like Sirius', it was straight and incredibly greasy. His eyes were barely open and his expression was one of pure disgust.

"Hi, we've been sent to let you know that we're almost in Hogsmeade now, so you should start changing into your robes," the girl said, not looking too happy.

"Thanks," James stood up and walked over to the girl, leaning on the side of the compartment door, failing his 'cool' act. "And what might your name be?"

The girl looked him in the eyes, uninterested.

"Lily," she said.

"Well, Lils, I'm James."

"Pleasure," she said, not pleased at all. "And that's Evans to you."

"Lily Evans...cute name."

James could hear Sirius trying to hold back laughter behind him. Lily rolled her eyes and walked away, the boy giving James a look as he turned to follow her.

"Merlin, what's up with that guy? And did you see his hair? It looks like he hasn't washed it in weeks," James said, fake gagging.

"What did you just say?" came an angry voice from outside the compartment. James turned around to see the greasy-haired boy standing in the doorway, his wand raised.