Time Changes Everything

Chapter One

"Time to get up Sirius!"

Sirius Black moaned and rolled over. He hated mornings, he hated getting up early, and he hated leaving the comfort of his bed. He buried his head into his pillow even more; praying that whoever was yelling at him at this ungodly hour would decide that it wasn't worth the trouble. He looked up at the clock, it was 8 AM. Why were they waking him?

"Sirius Black!" a voice yelled again. "Get up!" Sirius put his pillow over his head and tried to block out the noise. He heard some muffled noise and bam. He looked up to see his door had flown open and in the doorway was the person he dreaded the most: his older sister Procyon. "Mum says to get up now!"

"Go fall back into whichever cauldron you came out of," Sirius replied.

"Leave me alone I want to sleep."

"You have to get up," Procyon said, extremely annoyed. "Trust me if I could let you sleep your life away I would. But unfortunately, I have to take you with me to Hogwarts this year. I knew I should have enjoyed the last two years."

Hogwarts! Sirius had totally forgotten that today was September 1! He pushed past his scowling sister and ran down the steps to the dining room where he was sure that his mum was waiting for him in. He entered the room to find his mother, being waited on by a House-Elf.

"Finally joined us Sirius?" she asked smiling.

"Took a bit of persuasion to get me out of bed," he replied, taking a seat to the left of his mother. "You know of the Procyon persuasion."

"Be nice to your sister," his mother warned.

"She's never nice to me," he replied.

"That's because you're an irritating little spoiled brat," Procyon said, entering the Dining Room.

"At least I'm not the biggest b-."

"Sirius," his mother warned. She sighed looking at the two of them. "Can't the two of you pretend to get along?"

"No," they replied at the same time. He saw his mum roll her eyes, and she took a bite of her eggs. They were quiet for a few minutes while they started to eat. Finally his mother began talking again. "Are you nervous Sirius?"

"Not really," he said truthfully. "Peter will be going with me, so I'll know someone."

"I really wish you wouldn't hang out with him Sirius," his mother said. "I know what his father turned to be, and I am just worried about you. I don't want you to trust Peter and then he turn out like his father."

"Mum!" Sirius said, clearly annoyed. "Peter isn't his father!"

"I know, and I'm sorry I keep bringing it up," she said. "I'm your mum and I worry about you."

"Besides, I'm surprised that Peter even made it into Hogwarts," Procyon said, drinking from her goblet.

Sirius, having enough of his mother and sister, slammed his fist on the table and ran up the steps. How could they say those things about his best friend? So what if his dad turned Dark, that wasn't Peter's fault! And so what if he was a bit daft, Peter was still the best friend that Sirius had ever had! He sulked on his bed. He was picking at the corner of his blanket when he heard someone come in.

"Sirius, I'm sorry." It was his mother. "I shouldn't make accusations." Sirius turned so that he wouldn't face her.

Nerves filled James Potter's stomach as he stood on Platform 9 ¾. He was off to Hogwarts for his very first time. He looked at the scarlet train, and was dying to just to get on it. He had dreamed about going to Hogwarts since he could remember, and now that dream was finally coming true. The only thing he didn't like was that he was leaving his family. He did everything with his family; he didn't know very many other kids his age. The Potter family was a bit stand-offish. He was a little scared about making friends.

"You can't go James," said a pouting ten year old. "You're going to make new friends and you're going to forget all about me."

"Annie," James replied, using his nickname for his sister. "How could I forget about you? You're my little sister."

"You'll be like all those other boys and hate me when you come back for holidays." Her blue eyes were rimmed with tears and her lower lip was trembling. "You won't want to play games with me anymore."

"Does that sound like me?" She shook her head. "Plus next year you'll be with me!"

"I know," Anne replied. "I've never been anywhere without you before though. We do everything together." James gave his not much shorter sister a big hug.

"I know I'll miss you too." He smiled at his sister, and she eventually smiled back. "I promise that I will owl you, and tell you everything and I'll try not to cause too much mischief without you."

"You better not cause any mischief at all, young man." James looked up to see his mother smiling at him. "We'll miss you."

"I won't," said James' youngest sibling, and over all a pain in the neck, Edward.

"Be quiet Edward. James won't miss you either," Anne said.

"Children," Mrs. Potter said sighing. "Make sure you owl us James."

"I will," he said. He hugged his Mum, sister, and brother good-bye and hopped onto the train. He took another look, everyone but Anne was smiling and waving. Anne just looked sad; he would miss her over the next year. Luckily they were only a year apart so she would be here with him next year.

James wondered down the train, looking for an empty compartment, or at least a compartment with first years in it. However, his quest was cut short by the sound of pounding feet behind him. James looked to see a dark haired boy, followed by pudgy boy with light brown hair, running towards him. They pushed him into a compartment with them, knocking him to the floor. He looked up to see them laughing about something.

"The look on her face Sirius," the pudgy boy said. "She's going to kill you."

"If she can catch me," the dark haired boy said. "Besides it serves her right, she was being a total pain this morning. You should have heard her. If I knew any good hexes, I would have hexed her then and there."

"You're not exactly the easiest person to walk up you know," the pudgy boy replied. "But still she is the same old pain; she deserves anything we can dish out." The boy turned around and saw James sprawled on the floor. He nudged the other, much taller boy in the ribs.

"Sorry about that," the dark haired boy said. "We were running from my sister, Procyon. We, erm, planted a dung bomb into her compartment. She wasn't very happy about it, I wonder why." James grinned. This boy sounded like someone who James thought he could get along with very well. He and Anne had always pulled pranks on their younger and very annoying brother. "Sirius Black, by the way and this is my friend Peter Pettigrew. We're first years." James smiled. The pudgy boy, Peter, smiled and offered him his hand to help him up.

"I'm James Potter; it's my first year as well."

The three boys talked the rest of the way to Hogwarts. When they arrived, they followed a huge man, who was at least ten feet tall, who called himself Hagrid to boats. They wound up in a boat with a brown haired boy called Remus Lupin, who was very polite. The four of them and the rest of the first years made their way up to the castle, and finally were met by a rather severe looking woman, Professor McGonagall.

"My whole family has been in Gryffindor," Sirius heard James say. Well at least James, who seemed pretty nice, would be in the same house as him.

Sirius was nervous about the sorting. He and Peter had been friends since he could remember what if they weren't in the same house? Peter's family had a history of being in Hufflepuff, while Sirius' had always been in Gryffindor, though there was the occasional oddball who wound up in Ravenclaw. He didn't have a single doubt that he would be put in Gryffindor.

There was secondary reason he wanted Peter to put in Gryffindor though. He wanted to spite his sister and mother. True, he had decided to speak to his mother and sister after a while, much to Procyon's annoyance, but he still wasn't over what his mother said. Sirius knew that Peter didn't have to be what his father had turned out to be. No one did. Besides he didn't exactly think that Peter was the type to betray his friends.

Shaking his head, he erased the thoughts from his head and followed the First Years into the Great Hall. He looked up at the ceiling, along with everyone else. He was amazed by it. He'd never seen anything quite as spectacular. He watched the Sorting Hat sing and waited nervously for his name to be called. He didn't have long to wait, however, he was the second to be called. He was right after John Avery, who to no surprise was in Slytherin.

"Black," McGonagall said. He quickly made his way to the Hat and put it in his head. Almost as quickly as he put it on it yelled, 'Gryffindor'. Sirius heard the applause and then took his seat next to a tall boy who was smiling and applauding with everyone else at the table. Sirius noticed that he was wearing a badge that said 'Head Boy'.

"I'm Stuart Patil," the boy said. Sirius smiled, still too nervous to reply.

The boy nodded and seemed to understand. "Waiting for your friend to be sorted?"

"Yes," Sirius replied. "I'm afraid he won't wind up in Gryffindor."

"That's how I was when I was waiting for my twin to be sorted," Stuart replied. "Luckily we both made it into Gryffindor. Our little brother and sister made it in too."

"Lucky for you," Sirius said. "My sister is in Gryffindor too."

"Ah, Procyon," Stuart said with a roll of his eyes. "She's a bit on the rigid side isn't she?"

"Yes," he said, as a red headed girl came and sat across from him. The only other Gryffindor so far, he and Stuart kept talking. Pretty soon another girl joined their table, along with Remus, the boy that had been in their boat. Finally it was Peter's turn. Sirius shook with nervous excitement. He really hoped that Peter would be the first Pettigrew in Gryffindor.

McGonagall put the hat on Peter's head, and it took what seemed like a century for the hat to call out a name. Finally it yelled, 'Gryffindor' and Sirius cheered harder than the rest. 

Remus Lupin headed up the stairs with the three other male Gryffindor First Years. It seemed to him that Peter and Sirius had known each other for a long time. Both of them were nice though, not shutting themselves from the rest of them like Remus had feared once he heard that they'd grown up together. James was just as nice, joking around as if he'd known them for their whole lives. Remus smiled, maybe for the first time ever he would have actual friends. That is if they didn't find out what a horrible monster he was one night a month. Dumbledore had devised a way for Remus to attend Hogwarts and Remus and his mum and dad were thankful for that. They had always been scared that he wouldn't be able to attend the school.

The First Years had finally made their way to the Seventh Floor. In front of them was a painting of a smiling Fat Lady in a pink dress.

"Password?" she asked.

"Wormwood," Stuart said. They had been following him up the steps. The portrait opened. The boys followed him in. Remus was in awe. His parents had always told him that Hogwarts was amazing, but the room they were in was incredible, but it still didn't compare to the Great Hall. There was red and gold everywhere, and red chairs and couches placed strategically around the room.

"This is the Gryffindor Common Room. You will be spending quite a bit of time here. If you have any questions or want to talk at all, feel free to come and find me. I know how scary it can be leaving home for the first time." Stuart smiled, and Remus felt himself smile back. "Or if you have any problems with homework, I can help with that as well. It's important to do your best."

Stuart beckoned for them to follow and they headed up another staircase, to what Remus figured was their dormitory. They finally were at the top of the tower, and there was door with a sign that said 'First Years' on the door. They walked in and there were four four-poster beds.

"Wow," Peter said.

"Your things have already been brought up," Stuart said. "And I will bid you all a good night." He closed the door behind him. The four boys just stared in amazement at the room around them.

"Wow," Remus said. He found his trunk sitting in front of one of the beds. "This is so cool."

"My dad always told me Hogwarts was amazing," James said. "But I didn't expect for it to be this amazing." James sat down on the bed that was on the left side of Remus'.

"Are any of you Muggle-borns?" Remus asked, thinking of a question to learn more about his roommates. They all shook their heads.

"I thought that Peter was a Squib for ages though," Sirius teased.

"But I obviously proved you wrong," Peter replied, trying to look indignant. He failed miserably. They laughed.

"What classes do are you excited about?" James asked, his blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "I can't wait for Transfiguration."

"I can't wait for Charms," Remus said. "I've always been fascinated by them. My mum works in the Ministry, Experimental Charms."

"I'm not looking forward to any of them," Peter said glumly. Sirius chuckled.

"Of course not," Sirius said. "I can't wait for Astronomy even though I know a lot already; my dad was in awe of the stars and he named my sister and me after them."

"What is your sister's name?" Remus asked, feeling intrigued by what Sirius had meant.

"Procyon, it means before the canine or something," Sirius said. "Mum's a Seer; she knew that she was going to have two of us, one boy, and one girl. Dad liked Sirius for some reason, and since that's the Dog Star, so they thought that it would be amusing to name my sister Procyon."

"And I've got a boring name like Remus," Remus said in awe of the amount of thought put into Sirius' name.

"Well, your name isn't exactly boring Remus," Sirius said. "Remus was one of the founders of Rome."

"And it beats Peter."

"And James."

"I would much rather have an ordinary name," Remus said.

"Me too," Sirius said. "At least my sister's is worse, and honestly, Procyon? If I didn't hate her so much, I might actually feel sorry for her."

Remus laughed, even though secretly he was jealous of Sirius. He had always wanted a sibling, but after he'd been bitten, his parents were too afraid to have another child.

"That's how I am with my younger brother," James said, with a roll of his eyes. "He never shuts up, he follows my sister and I around talking nonstop or snitching on us for things we do. I swore that if I heard 'Mum, Anne and James are doing...' again, I was going to kill either him or me."

They laughed again. They talked for a little bit more and finally turned in for the night. Remus' head filled with excitement, tomorrow they would be starting classes. He would finally be able to attend a Charms class!