I sat in the Hogwarts Express, drowning in self pity. Okay, I’ll be frank. It was the worst day of my life and I’m sure you would feel the same if your boyfriend of two years dumps you for someone who was supposed be your best friend.

And then I was alone. Alone with big, long rows stacked with even bigger books. Feeling intimidated by the quantity of the books I decided to go and grab a table first. I could select a book later. Besides, I could give first-hand information as to how muggles travelled. I’m sure none of these books mentioned airplanes or Ferraris.

I looked at my toes. Everything had gone by wonderfully till now. In fact all this seemed too good to be true. I felt a sudden impulse to pinch myself and check if this was all real. I had thought that this would be the gloomiest term ever.

‘Yes, of course we are friends,’ I said hurriedly. I could imagine the predicament I was getting myself into. Being friends with Sirius Black. He might as well have invited me to kiss a vampire.

‘Remus are you we-’ I started asking but at that moment he looked up and smiled this huge smile.

And everything went blank in my head.