Hey! So this is my new fanfic-obviously(: I really like how it's going right now and I hope you do too!
Disclaimer: We'd all love to be JKR. Unfortunately there is only one.
She stared critically into the floor-length silver mirror, brow furrowed in concentration. A girl with raven hair and chocolate-colored eyes that contrasted hugely with her pale skin stared defiantly back, with a hint of a mysteriously cocked eyebrow. With a look up and down, she deemed herself ready. Now it was time to face the world. She chuckled. She only hoped that they were ready for her, and vice versa. With a pleased smile, she bounced out her spacious room, ignoring the loud protests of the woman wearing a professional suit waiting outside her door as she hopped on the polished wood banister and slid down. Her long elegant ponytail flying behind her, she landed nimbly on the marble floor and laughed with glee. Her tinkling laugh echoed, rebounding back and forth from the high ceiling.
An ornate chandelier hung at dead center, embellished with delicate flowers and leaves. The golden light fell onto a breathtaking sight: a grand piano, at least 10 foot long, and in the classic black and white color. It glistened majestically in the light as the girl skipped over to it fondly, and brushed her fingers affectionately on the immaculate keys.
"Goodbye," she whispered, smiling once again, unearthing bottomless dimples, "I'll be back soon!"
And with that, she marched out of the door without a backward glance, and settled comfortably into a black luxury car. The taciturn chauffeur nodded at her, and began to close the door, only to look up, startled, as the suited woman, running quickly, cried, "Wait!"
The chauffeur obliged, and the woman, now red across the cheeks, puffed angrily and slid into the leather seat next the girl, who was pouting.
"Why are you coming, Mishi? I thought we agreed that you wouldn't come!" whined the girl, wiggling and pouting even more.
The woman, so called Mishi, bustled about, double-checking her purse for items that might've been forgotten. "Oh, hush you. I'm just coming to see you off. And might I remind you, without me there, you'd most likely be mobbed or trampled over, knowing how careless you are. Now do buckle up." She glared at the girl until she reluctantly pulled at the strap, grumbling under her breath. Mishi tactfully chose to ignore her. The car started smoothly, and the girl stared out the window, thinking and wondering about if going was a good idea after all.
"Did you hear?"
As Sirius Black weaved through the busy crowds of Platform 9 ¾, he couldn't help but hear the repeated murmurs of that question, which made him a very annoyed boy indeed. What was so important that everyone seemed to know, but him? Was he not the center of their attention?
Oh! Spotted! Quickly, the annoyance slipped from his mind as Sirius sighted an unruly mop of jet black hair, the signature look of his best mate. He grinned widely, his curiosity swept away at his excitement.
"Oi! Potter!" He shouted thunderously.
The people surrounding him looked up, started by the sudden noise, but went back to their gossiping a moment later, except for a gaggle of girls, who swooned at the sight of him. Smirking, Sirius turned back to his best friend, but not before he felt another stab of annoyance at how fast people went back to their gossip, which he shrugged off. James Potter, upon sighting the source of the yell, smiled boyishly and made his way rapidly through the throngs of people.
"There you are! Mum and I were wondering where you had gotten off to." James Potter casually mussed up his hair, causing that same gaggle of girls to giggle once more.
"Well, then you'll be interested to know that I had a little run-in with our dear friend Snivellus." Sirius' eyes twinkled mischievously. James grinned.
"Excellent!"
They smirked again simultaneously, causing yet another round of giggles with the gaggle of girls. Sirius rolled his eyes. Really, once was understandable, twice was flattering, but thrice was just downright getting on his nerves. He looked at James, who was blissfully unaware of the disturbance his actions had brought, and who looked to be sweeping the crowd with his hazel eyes for a certain redhead. Sirius grinned evilly. Oh, to be so innocent…..
James frowned, distracted the repetitive murmuring of the excited students. "Is it just me, or is there some particularly juicy rumor going around?"
Sirius' smile slid of his face faster than a raindrop down a windowpane. "Seems so," he sighed, "dunno what could possibly be this important."
But James never heard the end of his sentence, as the whisperings took a dramatic crescendo and fingers were pointed toward the pillar where entrance to Platform 9 ¾ was made. Sirius and James turned toward the entrance, only to be greeted with the sight of Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew running towards them. Rather, Peter was tripping over his feet while Remus made large strides across the floor.
"Haveyouheard?" Peter spouted excitedly, tripping over his words as clumsily as he did with his feet.
"Heard what Peter?" Sirius snapped, his patience running out.
"About a new student we have." Remus said, a hint of excitement in his voice. Sirius frowned and James looked mildly surprised. Remus was rarely ever excited about rumors or the such. James voiced Sirius' exact thoughts. Remus shook his head, amused.
"It's not a rumor. She's here."
"Who is?" asked James curiously.
"Ariane Johnson. Wizarding-world renowned pianist. She's the youngest to ever have this much success!" Remus was positively shivering with glee.
"Oh who gives a bloody crap?" Sirius couldn't believe that there was such a huge deal over what seemed to him a minuscule thing AND that he had wasted so thought on trying to find out what exactly was the big deal. And he was the one who was supposed to be captivating all the students...
"She's probably quite awkward and homely…." Sirius said, chortling. Remus' eyes twinkled and he said nothing, instead lifting his eyes toward the entrance. Sirius snorted, and looked to James to back him up, only to find that he was staring intently at the entrance as well with an interested look on his face. Peter, beside himself with anticipation, jumped and stood on his tippy toes to glimpse the girl over the heads of the crowd. Sirius shook his head, with the air of being the only intelligent one in a group of baboons. He had a bunch of softies for friends, apparently. He looked disdainfully toward the entrance, and his eyes widened comically while his mouth dropped. Oh my Merlin. What he saw wasn't a mousy little girl that he had expected, but a tall, slender, pretty girl who was beaming at everyone, apparently unaware that she was being inspected like a zoo animal, her elegant ponytail swishing about with a life of its own. She looked around curiously, and caught Sirius' eye. She smiled cheerfully at him and winked. Sirius abruptly closed his mouth, and glanced quickly away, blushing. He heard her tinkling laugh through the buzzing of the crowd, like chimes in the wind. His embarrassment turned to indignation at being laughed at. Sirius Black was not to be laughed at, no sir! And so, with a ruffled pride, he vowed to himself that he could make this oh-so-great Ariane Johnson fall for his devilishly handsome looks and charming wit. He cockily laughed to himself. Oh yes, this year will indeed be quite eventful...
There! It's a little tidbit of more to come if you guys like it! Review please! Oh and let me know if you guys prefer shorter chapters/faster updates, or longer chapters/slower updates.