Megan's p.o.v.

We followed Hagrid, as he said his name was, down a slightly narrow, dirt path. I loved the cool, night air. It was drizzling and I heard one of the girls behind me complaining about how it was ruining her hair. I smirked a little. I was nothing like that. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail and I was wearing a pair of black converse. I didn't care about how I looked or what I was wearing. I glanced back and saw Remus looking at me with a concerned expression. I was going to have to explain what had happened. We turned around the bend and saw about fifty small boats tied to the shore. The lake was absolutely beautiful. The way the night sky was reflected in it and how the trees framed the edge. I smiled a little.

"No more than four to a boat," Hagrid said, climbing into a boat.

I frowned. There was five of us. James, Sirius and Peter climbed into the nearest boat. Remus and I stood there looking at them. James looked up at us.

"Oh," he said stupidly.

"What evs," I said, "Remus and I will be in one boat and you guys can be in another boat." 

Remus and I climbed in to a boat further down the shore. I looked out at the lake and saw Hagrid raise a pink umbrella and point it forward. The boats started moving forward. I grinned. 

***

Remus' p.o.v.

I was concerned about Megan. She acted like she was fine, but she had been totally freaking out, earlier. I looked over at her. She felt my eyes on her and looked up. 

"Hey, Megan?" I asked.

"Yes?" she responded.

"What happened on the platform?" I asked cautiously.

She frowned at my question. 

"Oh that," she said causally, "it was nothing."

I looked at her face and I could tell that she was lying. She turned so she was facing out away from me. She looked very uncomfortable. I reached forward and grabbed her wrist.

"Megan," I said, "you were panicking and freaking out. What happened?"

"Fine," she said turning around, "I-I may or may not be.... um.... a little......... claustrophobic." 

I couldn't help it.

I laughed. 

And regretted it. 

Immediately. 

She froze. The hurt clear in her eyes. She blinked away the tears that had formed and turned away from me sharply.

~~~

Ok, I messed up. I-I just didn't think it was that big of a deal. She just acted like it was so embarrassing that she was claustrophobic. I thought it was it was funny. But she didn't. And now she's mad at me. I wouldn't mind as much except that I can't stand thinking I hurt someone. We were standing in a side chamber off the hall and waiting for Professor  McGonagall to back to get us for the sorting ceremony. I was worried about that. A hat that could see inside my brain, that should be interesting. 

"I said I'm sorry, Megan," I hissed, "I didn't mean it."

She turned away.

"Please forgive me," I begged.

"I don't forgive very easily," she mumbled quietly.

I couldn't believe myself. Megan had told me something that she was obviously embarrassed about and I laughed at her. How could I expect her to forgive me that easily. Wow, I had only just met her and I was already becoming friends with her. I couldn't help it, it was impossible not to. Professor McGonagall walked in and told us to follow her. I walked behind Sirius, James, and Peter and in front of Megan. The great hall was amazing. Professor McGonagall had us line up in front of the staff table, so we were facing the rest of the students. She took out a stool and placed an old, frayed hat on it. The hat then opened a rip, near the brim, like a mouth and began to sing.

***

Sirius' p.o.v.

I wasn't really listening to the sorting hat's song. I was worrying about whether I was going to be in Slytherin. All my family had been, but I didn't want to be in Slytherin. 

"When I call your name come up and sit on the stool," Professor McGonagall said, "Anderson, Elizabeth."

A girl with long, light brown hair went up and sat on the stool. Professor McGonagall placed the hat on her head and it fell over her eyes. 

A couple of minutes later the hat called out, "Gryffindor!!"

~~~

"Black, Sirius," Professor McGonagall said.

I walked forward and sat down on the stool. Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on my head and it fell over my eyes. 'Well, who do we have here?' I jumped at the voice. 'Another Black ey?' I tensed a little. 'I suppose you'll want to be in Slytherin then.' No. Not Slytherin. Anywhere but Slytherin. 'I see you want to be different then your family. Well then, better be...'

"Gryffindor!" the hat called.

I sighed in relief and got up. I walked over and sat down at the Gryffindor table. They were clapping but it was a shocked applause. 

~~~

"Evans, Lily," Professor McGonagall said. 

A girl with red hair got on the stool.

"Gryffindor!" the hat said.

~~~

***

Remus' p.o.v.

"Lupin, Remus," said Professor McGonagall.

I walked up and sat down on the stool. I could feel the Professors watching me. Geesh it wasn't like I was going to explode or anything. They, of course, had to know about my condition I wish they didn't though. Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on my head. 'Well, well, well. Isn't this interesting. They always said Dumbledore was one step from insanity.' I gritted my teeth. Just shut up and sort me already. 'Oh, a feisty werewolf, ey?' Just shut up and sort me! Ok?! 'Fine, calm down.'

"Gryffindor!" the hat called out.

I sighed and got up. I went and sat down next to Sirius.

~~~

***

Peter's p.o.v.

"Pettigrew, Peter," Professor McGonagall said.

I slowly walked forward and sat on the stool. Professor McGonagall put the hat on my head. 'Hmmmm..... Where to put you.' Um..... I-I rather not be in Slytherin. 'Hmmm.... Not Slytherin?' No. 'Ok, well I know which house you will have friends in that's what you want so.'

"Gryffindor!" the hat said.

I went and sat down across from Sirius.

~~~

***

James' p.o.v.

"Potter, James," Professor McGonagall called.

I went up and sat on the stool. Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on my head.

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted almost immediately.

I grinned and went towards the cheering, Gryffindor table. I sat down next to Peter.

***

Megan's p.o.v.

"Potter, Megan," Professor McGonagall called.

I went up and sat down on the stool. Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on my head. I was surprised to hear a voice in my ear. 'Interesting. You could be in Hufflepuff... Or perhaps Ravenclaw... Or maybe Gryffindor...' So are you gonna sort me or.... 'Yes. Yes. I'm thinking. You would be good in Ravenclaw... But...... I think you will be needed in Gryffindor... Yes. Yes indeed.'

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted.

I grinned, taking the hat off. I went over to the Gryffindor table, tripping on my way down the steps. Niiicce. I hurried over and sat down next to Remus, my head down in embarrassment.

"Nice going, Meg," James laughed.

"Shut up," I growled.

~~~

Professor Dumbledore stood up. 

"To our new students, welcome. To our old students, welcome back," he said, "Dig in."

I gasped as the gold serving plates filled with all kinds of food. I loaded up my plate with my favorite foods, as did Sirius, James, Remus, and Peter.

~~~

The dinner plates cleared and were replaced with desserts. Remus and Peter watched in shock as Sirius and James managed three helpings of pudding each. I laughed and carefully chose a large biscuit.

~~~

Professor Dumbledore stood up and the hall went silent.

"Now that we are all befuddled by our excellent feast I have a few announcements," he said, "First I would like to welcome our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Richardson."

The Professor stood and the students clapped politely.

"I would like to remind the students that the Forbidden Forest is rightly named so and is out of bounds," Professor Dumbledore continued, "Also a whomping willow has recently been planted on the grounds and I must ask you to keep your distance from this tree. Very well off to bed. Prefects please lead your house to their common room."

We stood up and went over to a tall girl with long, blonde hair who was calling the first years over to her. 

~~~

We followed her to the Gryffindor common room not really paying attention. We reached a portrait of a fat lady in a light pink dress.

"Password?" she asked.

"The password is Quidditch," said the prefect.

The portrait swung inward revealing the Gryffindor common room. It was warm and inviting.

"The dormitories are upstairs, boys on the right and girls on the left."

I said good night to James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter and went upstairs to the girls' dormitories. There was a door that said first years, I opened it and went inside. There were four, four-poster beds, a window, and a connected bathroom. I found my trunk in front of the four-poster in the far corner just as two other girls came through the door. They found their beds across from me and turned around as another girl came out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed next to mine.

"Ok so how about we introduce ourselves but not the normal way," I said, "you have to say your name, your favorite color, and then you have to eat a Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean and say what kind it is, ok?"

They nodded.

"Good. I'll go first," I said getting out my every flavor beans, "Um, ok. My name is Megan Potter, favorite color is purple, and this every flavor bean is..."

I paused and put a brown bean in my mouth.

"Dirt," I coughed, "definitely dirt."

They looked at me doubtingly.

"Trust me, I know what dirt tastes like," I said, "So, who's next?"

"I'll go," said the girl next to me quietly, "My name is Elizabeth Anderson, my favorite color is... um.... blue, and this would be.... Licorice."

She smiled a little.

"Ok I'm next," said the girl closest to the door, "My name is Alice Jones, my favorite color is pink, and the flavor of this bean is...."

She made a face, went over to the dustbin and spat it out.

"Yuck! Earthworm," she said grimacing.

"Ok I'll go," said the girl across from me said, "My name is Lily Evans, my favorite color is uh green, and this is.... Cinnamon."

She sounded relieved. We got into our beds.

 "Night guys," I said closing the curtains on my bed.

I laid down and fell asleep.