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"GRYFFINDOR!"
Deep down James was expecting it, almost his whole family has been sorted into Gryffindor.
As he walked up to the table with a smug smirk he was trying to find the boy he met on the train (what was his name again? ah yes, Sirius).
He sat next to him with the smile still plastered to his face and greeted him happily.
The boy looked dejected and just nodded.
"Come on man, don't worry, they can't kick you out of the house just because you ended up in Gryffindor." said James.
In fact Sirius, on the train, told him that his whole family was in Slytherin and if it wasn't the same for Sirius he would have suffered the consequences.
"It's clear that you don't know my family" answered Sirius.
"They'll burn me from the family tree and I'll be disowned".
James didn't know much about the Black family. Sure, he knew that it's an ancient and noble house of proud purebloods, and that the majority of them were death-eaters and loyal supporters of you-know-who, but he didn't actually know the extent of it.
James didn't know how to help him, but he knew how to distract him: "Hey, look who's there." he said, pointing at a long haired boy with yellowish skin. It was a boy they met on the train and was extremely rude, so James already didn't like him.
"God, he's so gross." said Sirius, chuckling weakly. "I mean, he looks like he hasn't washed his hair in ages!"
James chuckled a bit too.
"Leave him alone! He hasn't done anything to you!"
James looked around to see where that voice came from, just to see the most beautiful girl he had even seen. She had long red curls and green eyes, so pretty he was already lost in them. Who the hell was this goddess on Earth? Oh right... judging by how she was defending him she was friend with mr. shampoo.
James opened his mouth to speak but Sirius was faster: "Youre friend with him!? You must really pity him."
"You took the words right out of my mouth." said James, even if it wasn't true, he wanted to ask her if she was single.
"Yes, I'm his friend, and I'll surely never be your friend. You're so arrogant!"
The girl got up furiously and went to sit down next to a scrawny boy with a sweater definitely too big for him.
"Mental that one, I'm telling you" said Sirius.
James didn't agree, he thought that girl was heaven on Earth, and he didn't even know her name. She was special.
"How many chicken wings do you think I can fit in my mouth at once?" asked Sirius.
"Five galleons that you can't put more than two" answered James.
Apparently Sirius was very keen to win the bet, since he took the hairtie he had on his wrist and tied his long black hair in a low ponytail, filled his plate with chicken wings and started shoving them into his mouth. As soon as he tried to add the third one, though, he risked choking.
James laughed along with some other students who were watching the scene, while professor McGonagall approached alarmed: "What is going on here? Oh, for heavens sake, mr. Black take those chicken wings out of your mouth! And mr. Potter, stop laughing!"
James saw with the corner of his eye the girl from before and the guy with the baggy sweater looking at them exasperated, while a chubby, awkward little boy giggled shyly beside them.
"I'm not grounding you just because it's your first day, young men. If something like this ever happens again, have buckets and rags ready to clean the boys' bathrooms." then she walked away stiffly.
After dinner they were all escorted to their respective common rooms by their house prefects and once up to the dormitory James was delighted to discover that all his things were already there.
Another thing he was delighted to discover was that one of his roommates was Sirius.
They both started unpacking their trunks while two other boys entered the dorm. They were the two boys sitting next to the redhead girl at dinner.
The boy with the sweater was as tall as James, amber eyes and a kind of tired expression, while the other one was slightly taller than Sirius and was eating a chocolate frog.
"Hi, I'm Remus Lupin" said the first boy, waving awkwardly at James and Sirius.
"And he's Peter Pettigrew" he continued, pointing to the other boy.
"We are James Potter and Sirius Black and we already booked our beds" said James, pointing to his bed and Sirius'.
Peter, at the sound of the word "Black" startled and took a step away.
Remus analized quickly the room and he walked up to the bed furthest from the window. He started unpacking his stuff, taking out of his trunk school books, clothes, other books, and then something James had never seen before. It was like a weird box with a spinning plate on it.
"What's that?" asked James.
"This? its a record player." aswered Remus amused, but as soon as he saw James' confused face he got a little more serious: "You dont know what a record player is?"
James shook his head.
"FOR MERLIN'S DIRTY UNDERWEAR, I SAW THAT AT MY COUSIN ANDROMEDA'S HOUSE!"
Remus turned to Sirius, with the record player still in his hands and he was about to say something, but Sirius cut him off.
"She married a muggle so she knows about that stuff. It's for listening to music, right? I once went to Andromeda's house and saw that thing, so i asked her what it was and she made me listen to a Queen album and i liked it so much that she gave me the vynil, but i didn't have a record player and obviously i couldn't ask anything to my parents because i shouldn't have gone to Andromeda's in the first place since she's been disowned because she married Ted, the muggle i told you about earlier. Anyway, the point is-"
James quickly interrupted him: "Okay Sirius, we got it!"
"If you come here I'll show you how it works" said Remus.
The other three approached Remus' bed as the boy took from his trunk a square case depicting four people crossing a pedestrian crossing.
"Hey, why is that one barefoot?" asked Peter, pointing to the second guy from the left.
"Because there was a theory that he died while the band was at it's peak. It's pretty interesting actually, there are hints hidden everywhere." answered Remus.
He took the vynil out of the case and put it on the spinning plate on the record player, then he positioned the needle and... James couldnt believe his own ears, that box was singing! Like, full on singing!
"This is the seventh song of this album" said Remus.
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo -doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's alright
Little darlin', it's been a long, cold, lonely winter
Little darlin', it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's alright
James thought it was beautiful, even if beautiful was an understatement. He loved it, like 'i can't sleep, can't eat, I'm touching the stars, I'm about to catch the Golden Snitch at the World Cup Final'.
Little darlin', the smile's returning to their faces
Little darlin', it seems like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's alright
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Remus was singing absentmindedly while he continued unpacking, Peter was standing there looking at the spinning vynil and Sirius was shaking his hips in time, but James was absolutely ecstatic. His mouth was literally hanging open and he would've drooled on Remus' bed if Sirius hadn't shut it closed with a finger.
Little darlin', I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darlin', it seems like years since it's been clear
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo
Here comes the sun, and I say
It's alright
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo
Here comes the sun
It's alright
It's alright
The song ended and Remus turned off the record player, going back to putting his books on a shelf next to his bed.
It was at that moment that James decided that The Beatles, as Remus had called them, would be his favourite band ever.
Once unpacked all of his stuff James went to bed and, despite being really tired, Here Comes The Sun kept playing in his head, and he hummed it until he fell asleep.