I looked at the picture that I was holding in my hands of my mother and father. My mother was beautiful with her long auburn hair, soft sea green eyes, and porcelain skin, and a beautiful smile that was gracing her pretty face. I wish I could have met her, but those kinds of wishes are best in your head.

I moved my thumb over to my father, it's a no brainier why people who knew my father say that I am fathers son, I've seen younger pictures of him and I am an exact carbon copy. I know I will meet him someday which excites me, but makes me nervous at the same time..

I wrap the picture up in some parchment paper and placed it into my school chest. I had packed everything that I had purchased for school, time to pack my secret candy stash, you may be thinking, why do I have to keep it a secret, I will tell you why.

My best friend Ronald's older brother whose named Percy decided one time that for his own personal enjoyment, he would educate me on the Dos and Don'ts at Hogwarts, the one rule that mattered the most to me, was I can't bring in any outside candy except for what I acquire at school, or purchase on school trips, and the trips won't start until the third year.

He was telling this to a boy who makes it a Saturday morning ritual to go to Honeydukes; which, is across the street from us.

I pulled the sack from underneath my bed and than emptied the contents on my rug where I sat criss cross apple sauce. I scooted my box over that I would be taking with me next to my leg.

I sorted everything into their own piles, I counted three gummy rats, two chocolate frogs, a jar of pepper imps, a jar of licorice wands, Bertie Botts, Fizzing Whizzbees and other goodies.

I piled everything inside my box and the sealed it up, I moved aside some of my robes so that I can attempt to cover my box with them.

The day had gone by, I had a farewell dinner with, Madam Giselle and the children, I'm currently in my bed waiting for sleep to overcome me.

It's like Christmas Eve for me, I'm so excited knowing that in a few hours we will having a grand breakfast of Christmas breakfast casserole, silver dollar buttermilk pancakes with maple syrup, and a festive fruit salad, and presents & stockings, but this isn't the point, the point is that I am to excited to sleep.

I lie in bed for a while, counting sheep jumping over fences, but when that didn't work I watched the clock instead, so that I would know when I fell asleep and how long I slept.

I woke up to someone shaking my shoulders, "five more minutes," I grumbled, they didn't go though. Instead, they shook me harder.

I poked one eye open to glare at the fiend, but opened both of my eyes when I saw that it was Madam Giselle, I than remembered what day it was and looked towards the clock.

I regretted wasting my last day at home staying in bed, and now it was time to go.
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At the train station, I found Ron and Harry standing by Hagrid.

"Perseus!" Ron screeched when he noticed me. He hugged me tightly, all I could do was pat him on the lower back since he had my arms pinned to my sides.

When Ron released me, Harry and I shook hands, "it's nice to see you again," I spoke causing him to agree.

Ron, Harry and I were lucky enough to share a boat that will take us to hogwarts, their is another boy in our who seems to keep to himself. The ride was silent, I spent my time looking for the infamous giant squid, or any mer people lurking, I focused back on the giant castle looming ahead of us.

Inside the castle we are greeted by a tall slender witch, with a tall pointy hat.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Now, while you are here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup."

I snicker when a boy screams Trevor and than moved to grab his toad who is resting on one of the steps. Professor McGonagall stares him down until he says sorry and steps back into the group.

She than continues, "The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." At that note, she walks off leaving us alone into the chamber.

I watch as Draco Malfloy pushes his way through the group towards us, "Draco: It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts. {Students whisper, Harry Potter?} This is Crabbe, and Goyle" he pointed at the two boys with him, "and I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy." Ron made the mistake of laughing, "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand me down robe? You must be a Weasley. You'll soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. Dont want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."

Harry than replied, "I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks."

Seeming unfazed Draco than turns his attention to me, "and who might you be?" Mocking him, "my name is Black... Perseus Black." I watched as a shocked look came over his face but than disappeared. Yes, he should know my name because after all, his father is a death eater.

He than asked me who I chose to make friends with, "not snakes," I reply coldly, I than continued, "they tend to have a nasty bite."

He seemed taken back and shot at me, "So do lions."

I smirked at him, "yes, but lions don't need others to fight their battles." To prove my argument, I flicked Malfoy on the forehead, the two boys Crab and Doyle who had been flanking him immediately put their fists up.

"How do you know you are going to be a Gryffindor?" Malfloy questioned,

"I have the pride of one," I reply.

He than bit back, "Or just a large ego!"

I shook my head and said, "nah, I'm pretty sure that's you."

Malfloy looked like he wanted to say something else when the Professor showed back up who we now know as professor McGonagall, I watch in amusement as she smacks him on the shoulder with a paper. He retreats with one last glare. "We're ready for you now."

She than lead us through the doors into the great hall that housed four long tables, that are filled with students.

I look over the room taking everything in from the floating candles to the ceiling that resembles the sky.

A girl enlightened us, "It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History."

Professor McGonogall turned back towards us, "All right, will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbldedore would like to say a few words."

I watched as the head master Dumbledore rises from the table and moves to stand behind the podium. He than begins to speak, "I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that the 3rd floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you."

Professor McGonagall led us up to the old hat that was sitting on a stool.

I watched as the hat came to life, its folds became its empty eyes and mouth, it than opened its mouth and than began to sing.

"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 then 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 can't 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,
Where you'll meet your real friends,
Those cunning folk 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 a Thinking Cap."

When the song was over, Professor McGonagall said, "When I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses."

First off, Perseus Black. I sat on the stool where Professor McGonagall placed the hat upon my head.

The hat started to talk to me, "Ah, the son of black, I can see that you are just like your father was at this age, where should I put you, how about, Gryffindor!"

Everyone cheered, except for the slytherins as I made my way down the steps towards my table.

I couldn't help, but blow a kiss in Malfoys direction, earning a glare from him and most of the slytherins.

"Hermione Granger."

I watched in amusement as she started to mumble to herself. The hat is placed upon her head, "Ah, right then...hmm...right. Okay...Gryffindor!!"

Our table erupted in cheers as we accepted the newcomer

Next up was Draco Malfloy, the hat hadn't touched his head when it announced Slytherin, making the whole Slytherin table erupt in cheers.

Big surprise there, I thought.

"Ronald Weasley."

I wasn't surprised when the sorting hat placed him into Gryffindor.

The whole room became silent when Harry's name is called. He walked up and sat upon the stool, the hat was placed upon his head, and they started what seemed a lengthy conversation.

We all watched to see which house he would be sorted into, the room erupted into cheers, some of the Slytherin joining in when the hat called Gryffindor.

Fred and George chanted, "We got Potter! We got Potter!" We continued to clap until, Harry sat down across from me at the table.

"Your attention, please," we all looked Towards Professor McGonagall, "Let the feast begin."