James and Sirius sat at the House Table with the other Gryffindors as the new students walked in. They giggled, like always, at the little runty firsties. He loved the look on their faces when the Sorting Hat opened its ‘mouth’ and addressed them all. A mixture of fear and revulsion, then relief.
After the first Slytherin had been sorted, a small boy who looked down his nose, James pulled out his wand, muttered something and pointed his wand, causing the boy to trip over and land by Professor McGonagall’s feet. McGonagall looked towards the two boys, fuming. Detention already!