Disclaimer: As per usual I own nothing that you recognize! I am not J.K.R however much I wish I was!
Chapter 1
APOV
How can anybody stand travelling like this? This trains old, slow and so jerky with the seat only being two planks of wood with an illusion of padding. My back started to ache about halfway to our destination due to the constant jarring motion, so I stood and said to no one in particular, "I'm going for a walk. You know if anybody cares?" I waited but there was no answer from anyone in the compartment, they were all too busy sleeping, the lazy bastards.
I sighed and walked out into the corridor, and looked both ways, to the front was the engine and driver, so I chose to head towards the back of the train and have a look at the students I would possibly be going to school with. As I walked I realised that most of the compartments were a mixture of three houses and were separated into year groups, only one house sat solely together.
On my walk I had seen a group of first year students talking animatedly about their hopes for school, a group of students gathered around two ginger 5th years and I had just passed a group of 4th years students engaged in a tense looking game of exploding snap. I was almost to the end of the train when the lights went out and the train jerked to a sudden halt. I stumbled back slightly and collided with someone.
I twisted quickly and caught the person before they fell, "Sorry, are you ok?" I asked. I got a stuttering male voice replying, "y...y...yes, I'm fine thanks." The boy stumbled back and into the nearest compartment, followed a few moments later by what looked like a girl. There was a muffled conversation, clearly everyone was confused. I flicked my right hand open, making a ball of flames sit in the palm.
I stood in the doorway of the compartment and asked, "Is everyone ok in here?" I had answers in the affirmative from the two girls and three boys, but nothing from the man asleep in the corner. I was about to ask if this was a regular occurrence, when a bone chilling cold started to creep up my spine. I span quickly, backing into the compartment and came face to face, well face to hood, with a dementor and all of a sudden my worst memories were showing at the front of my mind, like a bad movie.
The dementor stuck its skeletal hand out from beneath its cloak, and started to suck in all the emotion, preparing for the kiss, the warmth began to leave the room and the flames in my palm flickered. Behind me one of the boys collapsed onto the floor and from my left someone stood up and said softly, "None of us are hiding Sirius Black under our cloaks! Go!" Of course Black had escaped; naturally they would search the train.
It didn't move except to look away from me and towards the man. Obviously his memories were worse than mine. With the dementor focused on the man I gathered my happiest memories and flicked my left hand, wandlessly and wordlessly sending my wolf patronus forward. Just as the man sent his patronus forward, also in the form of a wolf. The dementor immediately retreated and I turned to my left, looking at the man. There I found a pair of bright amber eyes looking straight back at me from a slightly worn and scarred face. For some reason the feral look behind the eyes unnerved me.
"I... Uh better go and check on my...principal" I stuttered, before turning and with his eyes focused on the back of my head, I ran from the compartment, back to the front of the train to the compartment I had, not half an hour ago exited. It wasn't until I got near to the compartment and had slowed to a walk, that I realised I had probably made 2 of the biggest mistakes of my life. One I had carelessly thrown my magic around and two I had run away from a werewolf.
I sat back down on the bench and closed my eyes, waiting until we got to the station. No matter how I tried I couldn't shake those burning amber eyes from my memory. It was like they were looking into my soul. After about fifteen minutes the train stopped at Hogsmeade station. All that was left now was to wait for the other students to reach the castle before we could make our own way.