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Date Posted: 16:28:32 02/26/03 Wed
"Oh my goodness..."Peter said as he servayed his friends who were in mis-matched robes and their hair was fluffy from removing their muggle shirts, that is except for Snape who's hair was always quite greasy and flat on his head. Snapes customary hair sometimes made people wonder if he bathed, and no one really knew the answer...
They all gathered by the window and watched as the train the distant towers of the gothic ancient school came closer and closer. Even from so far away they could see the little yellow light that poured from each window in the building, and they could imagine the floating candles and sky-ceiling that decorated the great hall. It was only now that their stomaches grumbled hungrily when they thought of the delicious meal that would be awaiting them in the greathall. And each one couldn't wait to cuddle up in their warm beds that night and sleep peacefully in their Houses knowing that in a sense they were again at their second home. But of coarse they couldn't wait to play tricks on the first-years, that was always fun. Especailly with James' invisibility cloke, they would really put a fright into them (is that a british saying?).
The Hogwarts Express slowed to a slow crawl and moved carefully towards the platform. Within a few seconds the train had completely stopped and the boys quickly exited their compartment and, after squezing back through the seemingly endless coradoors, stepped down the few metal steps and other to cold stone pavement of the Hogwarts platform.
The night was chilly, but it didn't fase the eager young pupils in the least. Young first-years crowded in a hord to the far right, they looked scared and separate, their eyes open wide to take in all the sites. Sirius, Snape, James, and Lupin stood together, just watching the other wizards and witches, when they heard a muffled "thunk". They turned around to find their poor friend, Peter, flat on the ground, his rabid cat clawing at his head.
"Get off, Mr. Poofers, get off." Peter pleaded with the menasing cat, but Mr. Poofers didn't heed his master's cries and continued to pull out Peter's hair.
Snape smirked at the pitiful sight and half-whispered to James, "If he can't even fend off a cat he won't be able to do anything in Dualing Club."
James didn't share Snape's amusement and walked forward to bat the deranged Mr. Poofers off of his nearly-scalped friend. The cat hissed at James, it's eye, the only one that worked, glowed a bright yellow. James helped Peter up and the group stood together trying to decide how to fix the cat, and Peter's head. But it was decided that they would leave the cat and allow Peter's hair to grow back normally.
"First years, first years. Over here first years." boomed the familair voice of Gemma, the game warden (or whatever Hagrid is), from the other side of the platform. All the first-years flocked to the thin woman like anxious sheep to their shepard and Gemma went into her yearly speach about how they were going to get across to Hogwarts. The group of friends didn't pay this speach much mind, and talked among themselves.
Although Gemma was thin and looked incapable of being a warden/grounds keeper the boys could not be fooled, they had seen her tackle that Hell Bear (excuse the term) that they had accidentally teleported into the building last year. Ever sinse then Gemma had been teaching them a little bit about the dark arts, which she dabled in. They all remembered back to when she had slipt them out of the building one night and led them deep into the woods to hunt for a wolf that had been attacking students. But they never found a wolf, instead they terried deep into the Dark Forest and found what appeared to be a giant spider, but they never talked about that as to not upset Peter. But they all remember how fast Peter has ran from that spider, it chased him almost to the edge of the woods, believe it or not.
Finally they were beconned towards the lake. After they paddled over in their own boat, they walked the short distance to the front entrance of Hogwarts. Once inside they were surrounded by the familiar house-members and peers. The ever-annoying Gladis snorted deeply and attempted to tell them all her wonderous bagpipe experences that she had had over the summer, between snorts.
After escaping from Gladis they piled into the greathall...(i dont remember who is in what house so i'll stop here)
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