A/N: I have fixed this to be easier on the eyes.

Remus and James stepped onto the Hogwarts Express. Peter was on their tail. The three checked every compartment; none were empty. The very last compartment had one occupant. A boy with smokewash'd hair that was staring out the window. "Alright! I'll ask him." James finally caved. He slid the compartment door open. The ebony haired boy took no notice. "Excuse me," James began. The raven-haired boy snapped his attention to James. His silver-blue eyes locked on James' chestnut eyes. James felt nervous under the intensity of the unwavering stare. His eyes narrowed as if James was bothering him for the heck of it. "Mind if we sit here?" James asked.

Remus noticed James was having a few problems. He drug Peter over to him and they stood on either side. The boy turned his stare back out the window. James took a tentive step into the small area. When the boy made nothing of the movement Remus and Peter followed. As the compartment door shut the boy snapped his head around so quick the others thought he could have given himself whiplash. The boy locked eyes again with James. James couldn't bear to be held under the intense gaze again. He locked his eyes with Peter's. Peter crumbled instantly. Remus on the other hand held the stare. That is until he heard the soft growl none of the others did. For once Remus thanked having extra sensitive hearing. The boy was speaking wolf, and challenging them. By holding the stare Remus was on the verge of accepting the challenge. He tore his eyes from the other boy. He seemed to be content and turned his eyes back out the window.

The boys didn't have the easiest time changing into their robes. Even though the charcoal haired boy's gazed never strayed from the window the boys were uncomfortable around him. He had a creepy aura about him. When the boys were finished getting into their robes they glanced at him. His gaze was still out the window but he was stroking a charred kitten. It had moonwash'd hairs mixed into its coat.

"Slytherin for that one. He didn't say a word to us." James complained. The ebony haired boy hung his head. He lifted his head and pushed by, delving deeper into the crowed of first years. "He talked to us, just not in a language you understand." Remus said as his eyes followed the boy. He looked at the others, seeing the confusion on their faces he explained. "The boy spoke wolf. When you to first locked eyes he was learning about you, what you fear, if you were in love and all that other stuff." Before Remus could continue James interrupted. "I feel a bit violated." Remus rolled his eyes before continuing. "When you locked eyes with him the second time it was a challenge. The same as it was for Peter and I. I only held the gaze longer because I was trying to figure out what he was saying." "I still don't want to be in the same house." The ebony haired boy was a few people ahead of him, as they walked up the stairs to the Great Hall. 'Grand now the house I'm in is gonna think I'm either rude or just stupid' Ran through the head of the ebony haired boy. It truly wasn't his fault that he couldn't talk until after he found out what house he was in. It was a spell his mother put on him. Sparkling tears welled in his eyes. 'NO!' a voice in his head shouted. He learned long ago that if he cried for any reason at all he would get hurt. The tears were held back the same as they had been since he was five.

"Black, Sirius." McGonagall's voice cut his thoughts short. Sirius walked forwards and sat down. The sorting hat was placed on his head. "Another Black I see. I know where to put you and yet you stand out among the rest. Still Slytherin is the best." The hat was on the verge of shouting out his house when the voice in Sirius' head screamed so loud he got a headache. "Easy there boy, if you didn't like the house all you had to do was think so not scream. Anyway I'll put you in..." Sirius' eyes shut tightly. "Gryffindor!" Sirius relaxed, took the hat off and walked over to the table that was going positively wild.

James, Remus and Peter were all sorted into Gryffindor. (Big surprise there) James began to try and explain Quidditch to Peter. Remus' attention slipped from the conversation and onto Sirius. The boy had pushed away the golden plate and was resting his head on his arms. "You alright?" He asked. Remus immediately knew that it was a stupid question but for some reason he wanted and indication the Sirius was okay. Sirius opened his mouth to answer but his voice caught in his throat like usual. Instead he nodded and put his head back on his arms. Remus could see threw that. Sirius may have been good at hiding his emotions with the rest of his body but his eyes gave him away. His pools of blue and silver were filled with rage, fear and pain to such an intensity Remus had to look away. Then Remus did a double take. The bare skin, showing under the risen hemline of Sirius' shirt, was an agitated red. He could see scars that weaved back and fourth. Remus was drawn back to the world by the hustle and bustle of the students getting out of the hall.

Sirius woke up at three in the morning. He showered and was down at the hall before the other Gryffindors got dressed. Sirius went back up to his dorm to fetch a book that was left behind. As he turned to leave the room a spasm shot through his body. Remus was gathering his own books and noticed the ebony haired boy was having some sort of spasm or fit. After a moment of jerking around a large raven colored dog was sitting where Sirius was standing. Before Sirius could gain control of what was going on an earsplitting howl erupted from his throat. Remus knew the call was for companionship. 'Are you planning on answering him or not?' The wolf inside Remus asked. 'I don't know him.' Remus thought. The wolf ended the conversation and forced Remus to answer. Remus covered his mouth and bolted. Sirius turned human and bolted to.

Sirius bolted past his charms class and went to the infirmary. He didn't know what he was going to say to Madame Ganush but he went anyway. Remus was farther ahead and running without looking to see who was in front of him. He crashed into the larger body and was sent to the ground. "Sorry." Remus muttered as he picked himself up of the ground. He looked up into the face of a particularly greasy haired Slytherin. "Watch where you're going Gryffindor!" The Slytherin pulled out his wand to give Remus a reminder. He was just about to curse Remus when another spell sent him flying backwards. "Back off!" Sirius roared. He was surprised at the volume of his own voice. The Slytherin turned tail and ran off. "Are you alright?" Sirius was at least a foot taller than Remus. "Yeah thanks." Sirius and Remus went to charms after clearing up the common room mix up. Both got Gryffindor 5 points taken off the 50 James had gotten. "James this is Sirius. Sirius, James." Remus introduced them. "Hi." Sirius said his defenses were rising. "Hello." James was a bit calmer than Sirius. The next few days went smoothly. There where a few bumps when Peter was introduced, Sirius was getting very aggravated at the constant stream of questions pouring out of Peter's mouth.

Once again Sirius was up at three in the morning to shower. Remus woke up. At first he was thoroughly confused at why he was up but then he heard a sharp wailing. The sound became familiar. It was a whining sound, much like a dog makes when in pain. 'Who the heck is up at 3:30 in the morning whining like a dog in the shower?' Remus thought angrily. He scanned the beds and noticed Sirius' was empty. Sirius walked out of the bathroom, he was already in his robes. His hair was dripping with water. Other than being up so early for a shower Remus couldn't think anything else was wrong. Until the familiar scent of blood reached his nose. Remus looked at Sirius again, he was clutching his wrist tightly. Remus got up and walked to the bathroom. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.