Title: Sirius Rules

Author: forneverinEden

Summary: Kira Pryde took pride in the set of rules she created to protect her heart from breaking. But can Sirius prove to her some rules were meant to be broken?

Era: Marauders

Rating: T for language mostly and for clichés

Disclaimer: I don't own anything relating to the Harry Potter world. If I did I would be able to pay for college. I only own the made up characters and the plot.

Chapter 1: Rule 1

When you change schools more often than you change your clothes, you start to create rules. Rules to protect yourself, but more importantly they're implemented so your heart doesn't get broken, again. Each school had the same basic layout. Stay away from the blonde girls with the perfect manicures, they're bitches. So going to Hogwarts was no different; it wasn't going to be different from Salem's Magic School (where Davis broke your heart by cheating on you with the school's biggest skank, no less) or Western Academy (where your supposedly best friend Amanda backstabbed you just to get close to Jimmy). No, Hogwarts wasn't going to be any different. Where they are men there's shattering hearts everywhere.

"I don't know how I feel about sending you to Hogwarts." My mom said nervously rubbing her arm as she quickly looked around the train station as if there was an imminent attack that I didn't know about.

"Mom, this is my last year of school. I haven't died at the other schools, nor has the other schools been attacked. So it will be fine. Plus, Albus Dumbledore will be there; he's the only one You-Know-Who is afraid of. So, I'll be fine. I'm a big girl now I can take care of myself." I reassured my mom. Hogwarts was going to be school number three; one school a year since my fourth year. Mom was never quite the same after Dad died.

Dad was one of the best auroras in America, but being the best didn't mean that he was immune to poison. Sure, being an aurora he should have known that his butterbeer didn't quite smell right, but hey when you're supposed to be with friends poison isn't on your mind. Anyway, Mom smelled a conspiracy since Dad was already having a hard time convincing everyone in America to be prepared incase Voldemort decided he was bored with England. And thus spurred her crazy notion of changing schools and locations every year and the crazy idea of going into the lion's den. She claimed it was better than waiting for the attack to happen. Like I said Mom hasn't been right since Dad died. I don't even know what she does when I'm at school.

"I know that. It's just you're my baby girl I have to protect you Kira." Mom said pulling me into a tight embrace. I rolled my grey eyes because these past few years felt like I was the one protecting her.

"Mom. I gotta go the train is going to leave soon. I'll be back for Christmas break." I said slowly pulling out of the embrace. I swear every time I looked at her I thought she was going to fall apart. Her black hair no longer had any shine to it, her skin looked pale in the morning sun, and her robes just hung off her shoulders giving the impression that it was five sizes too big.

"I know. I just want you to be careful. If anything goes wrong just write to me and I'll pull you out." Mom said sniffling slightly. I looked around to see if anyone was looking, luckily nobody was. Even though I love my mother, these moments were getting pitiful. I knew what she really wanted was for me to stay at home, wherever home was, with her. To do what I don't know.

"Bye Mom. I'll write to you every week." I said walking towards Platform 9 3/4. The scarlet Hogwarts Express waited on the other side as if it was greeting me. I quickly dragged my luggage to an empty compartment on the train. Looking out the window I noticed a group of four boys. Three of them were fairly good looking. Two of them were tall, fairly built (they must be quidditch players), dark haired except one's was shaggy and the other was just messy. They could probably pass as brothers. The other ones not so much. One had light brown hair, average height, but he had a sort of fatigued look. The last one wasn't much of a looker he was rather squat and kind of reminded me of a mouse or a rat. I must of have been staring at them for quite some time because the shaggy haired brother smirked at me. It was from that moment I knew I had to avoid them. I quickly faced forward on the bench and pulled out some parchment to write a letter to my mom. She liked knowing what I was doing every minute of the day. Just to know I was still alive.

I was so engrossed in writing that I hadn't noticed that the door had opened.

"Sorry to disturb you but do you mind if we join you?" A girl with long auburn hair and green eyes asked me. Behind her stood another girl with short-layered brown hair.

"No, not at all." I replied putting the parchment. "I'm Kira Pryde by the way."

"Lily Evans." She said sticking her hand out, which I gladly shook. "And this is Emily Grey."

"If you're worried about being sorted it will be fine." Emily said smiling at me.

"Sorted?" I asked tilting my head.

"Aren't you a first year? I've never seen you before. But I mean I don't know everyone." Lily said tentatively.

"Well this is my first year at Hogwarts. But I'm going to be a seventh year. I just transferred." I said. "What's this sorting? At my other schools we're just assigned roommates."

"Other schools?' Emily asked.

And thus started our friendship. They explained to me about the sorting hat and the different houses. They were both in Gryffindor. In turn I told them about moving to different schools every year. We talked about the different professors and the classes; you know the basic shoptalk.

Emily and Lily were engrossed in telling me about Hogsmeade that we hadn't noticed the four boys standing outside the compartment. "Hi, ladies. How were your summers?" Someone said sliding the compartment door open.

"Potter." Lily said huffily turning away from the one who spoke. Looking at him I instantly recognized him as the messy haired brother.

"Aw come on Lily are you still angry about the newt in your bag? That was so last semester." Potter said draping his arm around her shoulder. Lily disgustedly brushed it off.

"What kind of name is Potter? Who names their kid Potter?" I suddenly asked. It must have been a dumb question because everyone just kind of stared at me.

"Hey Peter for once you're not the only one asking strange questions." The other brother said laughing. Or more like guffawing. Ass.

"Potter's my surname. My name is James Potter." James said running a hand through his messy hair.

I quickly looked away to hide my blush. Culture shock. I should have known, but it's just so strange hearing people call others by their last name. It's so militant. But worst of all I couldn't believe I broke rule number 5: filter everything before you speak to avoid awkward moments like this. "Sorry." I managed to mutter out.

"This is Kira Pryde. She transferred from Western Academy in America." Emily said gesturing to me.

"I'm Remus Lupin. This is Peter Pettigrew." Remus said. Up close you could really see how tired his eyes were. I instantly felt sorry for him even though I didn't know why. For all I knew he could have been so excited about going to school that he didn't sleep at all last night.

"I'm Sirius Black. Black is a surname just to let you know." Sirius said smirking at me. I rolled my eyes. So I guess him and James weren't brothers.

"Is there a Flippant Black?" I asked for his benefit.

"I can honestly say I have never heard that one before. I've heard: why can't you be Sirius? But you took the initiative in doing it less blatant. Congrats." Sirius said sitting down next to me as I scooted closer to the window. I didn't like being so close to him.

"Let's seriously end this mind numbing discussion. Okay? It was just a slip-of-the-tongue." I said turning away from him to look out the window.

"I don't think she likes you very much Padfoot." James sort of whispered to Sirius. I couldn't hear what Sirius said back, but I knew it couldn't to be good.

The rest of the train ride I didn't speak. It wasn't that I didn't want to; it's more like I didn't want to have to put my foot in my mouth again. But apparently everyone was pretty close to each other so they were pretty occupied. It sort of made me feel like an outsider, but going to so many schools you kind of get used to this feeling.

Once we got to the Hogsmeade train station Emily, Lily and I got our own carriage to the school.

"So what's the deal with those guys?" I asked suddenly.

"They call themselves the Marauders. James has a thing for Lily." Emily said smiling.

"I wish he would just give up already." Lily said huffily. "Watch out for Sirius, by the way. He's a regular playboy. Remus is nice. Peter he just kind of tags along."

I already knew to stay away from him. The minute our eyes met I was reminded of cardinal rule number one: stay way resident playboy; he's just going to break your heart…again.