Ok. This is the first chapter of the starlight. And I just rate it T just to be at the safe side. As always I don't own Harry Potter or any other character that you recognized from J.'s writings.

Chapter One

When he arrived at the platform it was way too early and therefore he was one of the first people who aboard the train. He chose a compartment at the middle of the train. As he slid its door open and looked around it, he decided that little section would be a good place to start yet another adventure. He was just hoping that this compartment would become neither too crowded nor too empty. He wasn't a secluded or solitude, NO, far away from that, but he wasn't an exhibitionist either. He pulled his new trunk into the compartment and pushed it under one of the seats next to window. It was half an hour to eleven. He sat down and looked out of window to see minute by minute more people, more families and more students stepped through the gate and were filling the platform. Once again he looked around the empty room and wondered how many and who would fill it. He thought one or two other students would be nice and fun to have around. Surely three wasn't his number. He would never again go to have three friends or in better terms 'three best friends'. One or two would be nice and more than that was too crowded for a best-mate group and it could go out of hand easily. He remembered he had learnt something very important and vital earlier in his life about friendship; 'Be a loyal caring trusting and trustworthy friend, but never let those aspects confuse and blind you. And if you have doubts, ask question, watch carefully and clear your mind before made any judgment.'

He didn't know how long he thought about his friends and ex-friends and friendship, but it seemed to be nearly half an hour when the door of the compartment had opened to reveal a boy around his age. The boy was slim and a few inches shorter than him. He has black messy hair that fell into his brown eyes; the eyes that shone lively with mischief. He could swear that the boy was a troublemaker, just like he, himself, used to be. He smiled softly at the boy, who returned it with a lopsided grin of his own kind that lit his face up more.

"Can I sit here? Every other place is nearly full and you know…I don't want to be around nosy people. I don't want to hide away or anything but I don't want to deal with them right now, either."

He smiled in understanding at the boy.

"Of course you can sit here. I can enjoy some company, too." He said gently.

"Thanks mate." The boy pulled his belongings after him, before closing the door and settled in the other seat next to window, just opposite of him. It was a moment of silence and the boy seemed to study the figure before him. He has an ebony hair that framed his handsome face with grace. His grey-blue eyes were shining in a way that looked like they held a lot of comprehension and knowledge. And the emotions behind them were too complicated to understand easily. I mean who could have had sadness and happiness at the same time shone through their eyes? He looked so elegant and aristocratic that the boy was sure the person before him was a pureblood. The silence was become too long for the boy's likening and it seemed that the other one didn't want to break it any time soon, so he grinned widely and offer his hand to him;

"By the way, I'm James Potter."

Dear Mum and Dad

You were right. The train ride was awesome and I had a lot of fun with my new friends. Yeah, I made a friend or two. I mean, I'm not sure about the second one but certainly the first one is a great friend. He sat there all alone in his compartment and let me to sit with him. Actually I was running away from those all nosy people who want to know and befriend me so they could use me as the son of the famous Harry Potter. (Sorry Dad!) And you know his empty compartment was a blessing, and he didn't ask a question about you or your fame, dad. He was just concerned about the fact that most of the people want to be my friend for dad's fame not out of loyalty and the sake of friendship. He said I should be very careful at making new friends. He somehow sounds like you two. At first I thought he's a pureblood but then he said he's and orphan and didn't know even if his parents were magical or not. And there's this calm and comforting aura around him in a way that you couldn't believe he has this great ability of sense of humor and mischief. Anyway sorting was great and we both in a same house…and NO, I don't say in which house we are. There are three other boys and four girls in our house with us in our year.

Ok, I think I better go sleep because I'm too tired.

Say hello to Al and Lil for me.

Love you all

James

P.S. Did I mention my friend's name is Romulus White? If I didn't, I mention it now!

TBC

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