Clair de Lune

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?"

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!"

"You're weird," James laughs. "What's your name?"

James decide to hold onto the book so that the other boy would HAVE to talk to him.

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.

"Jelly legs!" James cheers. "He went all wobbly and fell on his face. This bloke Peter, basically basically worships me now."

James pulls Sirius into the last compartment in the very very back of the train. "Peter, this is my best mate Sirius Black! Sirius, this is little Peter!"

Since Peter and this other boy are sitting across from each other, James hesitates before sitting next to Peter.

He looked across the car at the other boy. He hadn't looked up from his book once. Total swat.

"Hellooooo, anyone home?" James pushes the book down and grins.

Peter stumbles into the compartment and almost trips over the boy who was already in there.

"Sorry!" Peter squeaks, but the other boy doesn't seem to really notice him. "Er, Can me and my new mate sit here?"