Title: Puppy Love – Lunar Love Part I
Summary: Remus and Sirius' lives and relationship - as seen from Sirius' point of view.
Companion to Puppy Love – Stargazing Part I.
Timeline: From when they meet, up til when Harry is born. Aka, 1971-1980.
Warnings: Slash!! That means guy-on-guy lovin'. Dont like it? Dont read it! Simple enough.
Pairings: Sirius/Remus, James/Lily
Disclaimer: I do not own Remus, Hogwarts, Platform 9 3/4, etc...I do own Sirius, James, and Lily, cause JK Rowling killed them off, and we all know you cant lay claim to dead persons, right? Mwahaha. Nah, I dont own them, so dont sue me for dreaming. Bah.
Puppy Love – Lunar Love Part I
Chapter Four: The Sorting
Hagrid knocked heavily on the castle doors, which swung open, and a tall, stern-looking witch with black hair in a tight bun stood in the entrance. She pulled the doors open wider as Hagrid nodded to her and said, "The firs' years, Professor McGonagall."
She nodded back, then gestured to us to follow her, so we did. She looked like a very strict teacher, and I didn't want to get on her bad side…yet. We all shuffled into the Entrance Hall. I saw Remus and Lily's jaws both fall open, and even I had to admit I was really impressed. It was huge. Larger than some of the other student's homes, I knew. The ceiling rose up so high I had to tip my head all the way back to see it, and along the walls were large torches, casting flickering firelight down onto us. And then there was the enormous spiraling marble staircase…yep, pretty impressed.
The Professor led us into a smaller chamber just off to the side, and turned to all of us. "Welcome to Hogwarts; the start of year Feast is about to begin, but before you can all sit in the Great Hall, you have to be sorted."
She paused. "The Sorting is extremely important, as it will dictate who you spend the next seven years of your life with – when you are not in classes with your Housemates, you will sleep in your House dormitories, and you will spend your free time in your House common rooms. In other words, your House will be your home at Hogwarts, and all your Housemates will be your family.
"The four Houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin, and each has their own unique history and traits. I hope you will all be a credit to whichever House you get sorted into, as all your triumphs will bring you r House points, while misdemeanors mean you lose points, which tally up at the end of the year. The House with the highest points wins the House Cup, a great honor.
"The Sorting will begin soon, so some of you had best get yourselves smartened up. I will return soon, please wait quietly." She turned to leave.
Lily looked utterly lost. "What's all that about Houses and being sorted?"
"It's a tradition in Hogwarts that all new students get sorted into Houses based on their traits – Gryffindors are brave and noble, Ravenclaws are smart and studious, Hufflepuffs are loyal and hardworking, and Slytherins are ambitious and cunning." Remus recited. James, Lily and I stared at him. He blinked. "What? It's in Hogwarts: A History."
I barely had enough time to process this information, when Lily spoke up.
"Oh, I knew I should have read that," she sighed. "I'd thought it was better to go over our schoolbooks instead." As an aside, she added, "Charms is really quite interesting."
James and I exchanged looks.
"You were…reading…during the holidays before you came here?" James blinked.
"About school?" I frowned.
Remus and Lily exchanged looks of their own.
"Yes, is that so hard to believe?" Remus asked.
"Yes!" I exclaimed.
"It's not normal," James explained.
Lily looked mildly offended. "Are you implying Remus and I are abnormal?"
"No!" James and I both yelped. "Not at all," I assured them hastily.
"So, what House do you reckon you'll be in?" James quickly said, changing the subject. "I know I'll be in Gryffindor."
"Because you're so noble and brave?" Lily asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically.
James didn't notice. "Exactly. And…every single Potter has been sorted into Gryffindor for as long as I can remember."
"I just hope I'm not in Slytherin," I muttered. "My parents might actually be proud of me if I were."
Remus looked at me curiously, but before he could ask me anything, James piped up again. "Ah, you'll be in Gryffindor with me, mate." He eyed Lily and Remus. "I'm not so sure about these two though – they've got the makings of Ravenclaws, I reckon. They're so…studious." He hissed out the last word.
Remus and Lily seemed rather amused. "You know, James, its not a dirty word."
James crinkled his nose. "St…stu…" he blanched. "Oh yes it is. I cant even bring myself to say it!"
"And how do you expect to make it through seven years of school without studying?" Lily questioned, deliberately emphasizing the word, making James and I wince.
"On our good looks and charm, of course," I answered, grinning.
Remus and Lily exchanged yet another look. "Sirius -"
But before we could progress with our discussion, Professor McGonagall returned, and announced to all of us that the Sorting was about to begin. "Line up, please, and follow me."
She led us past the double doors into the Great Hall, where at the four long tables sat the rest of the student population of Hogwarts, and at one end of the hall was one more table, where the staff were sitting. We all gathered behind her as she brought out a stool and an old, faded, torn pointy hat.
Just as I heard Lily whisper a question to Remus, a tear in the hat suddenly opened wide, and burst into song.
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty
But don't judge on what you see
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black
Your top hats sleek and tall
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat cant see
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor
Where dwell the brave at heart
Their daring, nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart.
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil.
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw
If you've a ready mind
Where those of wit and learning
Will always find their kind.
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
The whole Hall burst into applause, and the hat gave a funny sort of bow, then it went still again. Stepping forward, Professor McGonagall pulled out a long roll of parchment, then peered at all of us. "You will come forward when your name is called, and place this hat upon your head to get Sorted. Now, Adams, Gomez!"
A black-haired boy who rather looked like he was about to wet his pants scurried forward and nervously pulled the hat onto his head. Within a few seconds, the tear in the hat opened wide and its voice sounded. "Hufflepuff!"
As it progressed, it was obvious that we were following an alphabetical order, so I prepared myself to be called
up next. Sure enough, in a few minutes, "Black, Sirius!" was called out and I quickly made my way to the hat and pulled it on. It fell low on my head, obscuring my vision – the last thing I saw was Remus' face, and I couldn't help but grin.
"Ah, Sirius Black," a voice said into my ear. "Smart, brave, loyal and cunning. Where shall I place you?"
"Anywhere but Slytherin," I immediately thought in reply. "My parents will be furious, but that doesn't matter, really. I just refuse to be there."
"Really?" The voice seemed amused. "Well, then, I guess that it's best that you'll be in GRYFFINDOR!"
As I took the hat off, I heard cheers from the Gryffindor table, and looked to find them all waving me over excitedly. As I made my way over, I saw the Slytherins lean in close to each other and exchange knowing looks and whispered words, but I ignored them. I knew they were all just wondering why I had not been placed in Slytherin despite my blood lineage. Well, I couldn't have cared less, because the entire Gryffindor table was cheerfully greeting me.
I sat down at one end of an empty bench, and continued to watch the rest of the Sorting.
There were quite a few more students before Professor McGonagall yelled, "Evans, Lily!"
Slowly, Lily walked up to the hat, and in about a minute she became a new Gryffindor as well, and was hurrying over to me, a shy, nervous smile plastered on her face as she was heartily greeted by our new Housemates. I stole a glance at James and Remus, and couldn't help but smirk as I saw James' delighted expression. Remus gave him a knowing look as well.
The Sorting continued, and soon a "Felton, Tom!" was in Slytherin, "Finch, Atticus!" was in Ravenclaw, and "Grint, Rupert!" and "Longbottom, Frank!" were sorted into Gryffindor.
And then… "Lupin, Remus!"
I watched, not breathing, as Remus walked slowly to the stool and hat, then sat down and put on the hat. It took longer than most of the others, and I was getting slightly delirious from lack of air. I inhaled sharply, still waiting for a decision.
Please, please…let him be in Gryffindor too…please…I thought fervently.
A few more long moments, then, "Gryffindor!"
I cheered louder than everyone else at the table as Remus, a blush on his face, came over, and shyly sat in between Lily and I, a grin on his face as he remarked, "Guess we're all stuck together, huh? We just need James, and we're set."
We continued with the Sorting, there was "Pettigrew, Peter!" a new Hufflepuff, blonde and mousy. A couple of other students, then finally there was "Potter, James!"
All three of us waited anxiously as James yanked the hat on eagerly. It was an almost instantaneous "Gryffindor!" and he quickly made his way over to us, a bright grin on his face. Glad that we were all together, Lily, Remus and I cheered wildly as he arrived. We only quieted at "Radcliffe, Daniel!" also being a Gryffindor, which resulted in more cheering for our House.
We watched as "Rickman, Alan!" got sorted into Slytherin, and then in a few minutes, a pale lanky boy slunk up to the stool and put on the hat. It took longer than Remus and Lily's decision time combined, before it finally called out, "Slytherin" with a note of dissatisfaction. I saw looks of confusion going around the hall, even Remus was frowning, but it was all quickly forgotten a little bit later as the last two students were sorted into Ravenclaw - "Watson, Emma!" and "Wonderland, Alice!".
With that, Professor McGonagall rolled up her parchment, then picked up the stool and hat and took them away. When she got back, the Headmaster – Albus Dumbledore – stood up and beamed at all of us.
"Ah, a new year begins. Well, I have things to say, but not now. Now, we shall eat! I only have a few words for you all: Glumbumble! Bezoar! Toast! Thank you!"
It was the most bizarre speech I'd ever heard. I liked him already.
AN: Yep, I stole the Sorting Hat's song from the book - I was waaaay too tired to try and think of a whole new song for it to sing. My current exhaustion also means that this is, by far, not going to be my best chapter. I'm finding doing the entire First Year Experience thing a little cumbersome (especially referring to the books! Ugh.) and I'm just itching to fire them into later years where the slashiness can begin! But anyway, I hope its acceptable, and lets see if you guys can spot my silliness in the students' names. :)
A thousand and one and one and one thank yous to:
musicgirl141 - thank you so much! Glad you liked it! Oh and thanks for reviewing twice!; Shadow Cat17; Xhana - after going through the books yet again (groan), I'm pretty sure Hagrid is much older than them; Lilsi; LythTaeraneth; Kynny - unfortunately, I'll have to include the rat, but dont worry, Lily will play her part too.:) ; AffectedMangoO, Tanya J Potter, Seraphina Pyra, and MelissaMoony...
I love you all!!
Now, as usual, here is where I ask you all as sweetly as I can to leave me a review, and this time I'm pulling the "It's-My-Birthday!" card. (grin) So...pleeease?