"Stay safe, won't you?"

"Mum, I'm going to miss the train!"

"Promise me you'll stay safe."

Remus looked up at his mum and sighed. "I promise, mum."

"And we've written to Dumbledore, he's installed measures that will help you with your lycanthropy."

"I know dad. You've told me this already. Please, I'm going to miss the train."

"Okay. Remember that we love you, son, no matter what happens."

"I love you both too." Remus looked up as the whistle blew. "I've really got to go. Bye!" He yelled as he struggled with his suitcase and managed to get on the train just in time.

Sirius opened the compartment door and sighed. There was already a boy in here, his legs resting on the opposite seat and blocking the door. "Excuse me?" The boy with messy hair and glasses looked up. "Can I sit here? I'm trying to get away from relatives."

"Sure." The boy moved his legs so Sirius could get in the compartment. "Shove your bag up top and help me make a gateway. We shall bar all nerds from entering!"

"What about everyone else?" The boy shrugged.

"We'll see. I'm James, by the way. James Potter."

"Sirius Black."

"Nice to meet you." James grinned. "Black. Don't I know that name from somewhere?"

"Probably. Richest purebloods in all of London. God, it's annoying."

"So you're a Slytherin, then?"

"Slytherin heritage. I'm kinda the black sheep of the family."

"Cool. You seem alright, I'll decide to trust you." James looked out the window and his cheeky grin came back. "Look, here's another kid."

The kid in question opened the door. "Excuse me, there's nowhere else to sit. No one wants me in their compartment. Can I sit here?"

"No-"

"Sure." Sirius cut across James. "Sure, you can sit here, no problem." The boy looked at Sirius curiously and Sirius' eyes widened as he recognised him as the boy from Madame Malkin's. He was even cuter when there wasn't distorted panels of glass in between them.

"Um, thanks. Can you let me through then?" Sirius put his legs down on the ground.

"James." He hissed. James sighed and did the same.

"Thank you." The boy looked relieved as he pulled his bag into the compartment and hoisted it up next to Sirius'. "I'm Remus." He said, sitting down by the window.

"I'm Sirius and this is James."

"Hi."

"Um, if you don't mind, could you close the door before someone else-" Another boy came barrelling into the compartment, tripped over his own feet and went sprawling along the floor. "Nevermind."

"Oh my gosh, I'm so, so sorry." The boy said quickly, picking himself up. "There were just these Slytherin boys chasing me and this was the only compartment with an open door and-"

"Slytherin boys?" Sirius asked. The boy nodded and a ghost of a smirk crossed Sirius' face. "Leave them to me." Two Second Years in Slytherin robes ran up to the compartment. The new boy shrank back against the window.

"Pettigrew." One of them growled.

"Avery, Mulciber." Sirius said politely. "Fancy seeing you here."

"What do you want, Black?"

"I want you to leave this poor boy alone."

"Why should we do what you want?"

"Because, and I'm not sure if any of this information will get through your thick skulls, my mother is Walburga Black and my father is Orion Black. The most feared witch and wizard second only to Voldemort." The new boy shuddered at the mention of Voldemort. "Now, I really don't want to have to send them a long letter about my less than warm welcome to the charms of Slytherin, do you want that? They won't be very impressed or happy. Might come down here themselves, wands at the ready."

Fear flitted across the two boys' faces for a moment. Without a word, they hurried off. Sirius let out a bark of laughter and leaned across James to close the door.

"They won't be bothering you anymore, Mousey. You're under the protection of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black."

The new boy let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you."

"D'you need help with your bag?" James asked, taking in the boy's short build.

"Please, thanks." James nodded and stood up, grabbing the boy's bag and putting it next to Remus'. "You can sit down with us."

"Thanks." The boy smiled and sat down opposite Remus. "I'm Peter, by the way. Peter Pettigrew."

The Marauders are all together! *excited fangoblin noises*
Bye,
Blaize