James Potter was sitting at the Gryffindor table, at dinner time. You see, James Potter was not in a good mood, in fact, he was in a terrible mood. One of his many attempts at getting Lily Evans to like him had, once again, failed. All James wanted was Lily. But little did he know that hooking up with Lily wouldn't be on his mind for the next few hours.
At that moment, Sirius Black, his brother in all but blood, came bouncing up to him. When he came upon James and saw the expression of longing on his face, he sat down beside James, and poked him in the eye.

"What was that for?", James said, glaring daggers at Sirius, who was grinning stupidly at James.
"Why are you so down, there's full moon coming up, and you're not suppose to be down around a full moon or you get Moony all depressed with your bad vibes," Sirius explained simply, as if it was just as easy as explaining a math problem.
"Well, if you were the werewolf," Remus said while sitting down next to James,"you wouldn't them as enjoyable as you do now. So, James, why are you depressed?"

BANG! Many heads whipped around to see three teens standing in front of the head table. One has bushy brown hair, the second one had bright red hair, and they were standing on either side of the third teen. The third looked exactly like James, except his eyes, wich were as wide as saucers as he fell to his knees. The bushy haired girl and the red-haired boy knelt down to the boy and as a sickening pop ring threw the hall, the other two's eyes widened and the girl screamed softly. She moved to put the boy's head in her lap and the boy moved to pull legs out from under him and they all saw what he had in his hand.

In his hand, he held a bloody butcher's knife.

The girl was now openly cring as the boy's blood slowly seeped down the steps, while the boy looked close to tears, but the raven haired boy did not shed a tear. He looked up at the girl and said,"You guys have to find them."
"We will, we will," the girl cried. The staff was now slowly standing up to help, but was still quite shocked.
"Will you(here he drew a deep breath) will you sing to me?" he said. The girl nodded and started to sing.

There was a boy,
his name, Harry,
he was born at the end of summer,
and had a crush on a dummer,
he fought dragons,
and wrestled merpeople,
his only flaw,
loyalty.

By now, she was to upset to contune. The professors had made their way to the trio, and started to heal the teen. During this process, the girl looked up at Dumbledore, and screamed. And screamed. And screamed. The boy also looked away from his friend and onto Dumbledore, he fainted.

There was something wrong with these new kids.

HA HA HA! Well, there you have it, my first fanfic chapter. Hope you like it. Oh, by the way I don't own Harry Potter, if I did, why would I be writing fanfiction? ;P