Clair de Lune

Remus does not find Sirius's behavior so amusing. In fact, it hits a little too close to home. He tries to ignore the other boys, but suddenly James's head is on fire.

Remus gasps and pulls his wand from his pocket. "Aguamenti!"

Water spills from the wand, drenching James. But at least his hair is only slightly singed and he isn't burned.

Peter laughs at James' girly scream. "What am I supposed to do?"

Peter takes out his wand and wiggles it around a bit. It makes some sparks...that fly all over the car, catching James' hair on fire.

"Oh no! I'm sorry!"

He blows on the fire... making it worse.

Sirius, still holding James down quite effectively, tips back his head and howls like a hound which breaks apart into giggles.

"That's all right by me. If I'm the dog, that makes you prey!"

Sirius makes his point by attacking James with more tickling.

"Me?" Remus asks. "I'm okay. Never better."

He carefully wrestles his book back from James and hides behind it.

This was a very bad idea. Still on the train, and people already notice...

Peter laughs at James and Sirius. "No, if he were like a dog, he'd be LICKING you too."

He looks back at the other boy, and for the first time, Peter notices that the other boy is very pale and looks tired.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Remus pales (more so than he already was). Oh no! "I'm not weird!" Except yes, actually I am. I am very weird... Not having a book to hold on to, Remus folds his hands together on his lap, twiddling his thumbs.

"I'm R-"

Swoosh! Out of nowhere there is a tall dark haired boy attacking the one messy haired one. Remus moves over, making room.

Sirius notices Remus' distress and rolls his eyes at James. Then he pounces, wrestling James to the floor and tickling him.

"You are such a spastic!"

Peter waves shyly to Sirius, but scoots over at the same time, getting closer to the window. There's something really intimidating about the tall dark haired boy. "Hello..."

Instead, Peter watches James bother the bookworm.

"No. I'm not home. I'm sitting on the Hogwarts Express. Actually, so are you."

He's a little odd...

Peter looks out the window and yawns.

Remus blinks, wide amber eyes starring back at James. "No. I'm not home. I'm sitting on the Hogwarts Express. Actually, so are you."

Remus looks around the train car. He doesn't mind the blonde boy. He's quiet.

This boy in front of him, is... rather in his face. Remus swallows. Just act, normal. Normal. Normal. Normal. Normal.

"Really?" Sirius perks up as he is dragged. "What hex did you use?"

He doesn't notice Lily at all.

Lily just shrugs, not taking it personally because she's not that fond of boys either.

"You're welcome," she calls after him.

Well... she's fond of a certain boy.

She stores her luggage and finds Severus' train compartment. He's sitting with a couple of other boys, but Lily doesn't mind.

"Hi, Severus!" she says cheerfully.

Severus beams at her and gives her a hug. "Hey, Lils. This is Crabbe and Goyle, they're in Slytherin."

Lily nods to them and sits with Severus, chatting amiably.

"I thought she would never shut up, James. Ever. I don't think she took a breath once. I don't see how they're related, your mum and mine."

Sirius wants to act more excited but his ears are still red from the boxing they took. He looks at James, all excitement and happiness because he's going to the 'home of the brave' or whatever the lions said about themselves. Sirius, he's going to Slytherin. What fun.

Lily stands on the platform with her parents and sister, listening to her mum go over the list of things she needed to do. Again.

"Mum, I'm going to be fine. I'm nearly twelve."

Petunia rolls her eyes a little.

"I'm just trying to help, dear."

"I know, Mum, but the train's about to leave. Please can I go find Severus?"

"Yes yes. Do you have your books?"

"Mum."

Lily's dad butts in before Mrs. Evans can continue.

"Have a good term, dear. Write us when you can to tell us... what was it called again?"

"Sorting, Da."

"Right, right. When you've been sorted."

"Love you both! Bye, Tuney!" Lily says, hugging all three of them before tugging her luggage cart onto the train.

There's a boy in front of her who's dropped his glasses. She bends and picks them up for him.

"Here you go."

"Er... probably no. My mum's a muggle. My dad doesn't like parties much. Hmm, but I swear your name is awfully familiar. Big family?"

Peter almost trips on someone's cat as it darts across the aisle.

"We're going to get stuck in the back..." Peter says, noticing everywhere is full.

"Err," Peter stumbles along, following James. "I'm Peter. Peter Pettigrew."

Potter...Potter... Why does that sound so familiar? I think...

The blonde boy had a perplexed expression on his round face.

"Have we met before?"

Peter stairs wide eyed at the messy haired boy who'd just pummeled the bully who was much bigger than they were. It was the most incredible thing he'd ever seen.

He squeaks, suddenly being dragged off by messy-hair.

"Er...Thanks! Er... Who are you?"