Ten in the evening of Thursday the fifteenth of September, and there I was stood outside Hogwarts. It's fucking enormous, I had no idea what to do, was I meant to just walk in? Knock?
In the end i just went for it, I pushed open the door and standing the other side was a man I recognised immediately. His grey beard tucked into his belt and ever purple robes were utterly memorable.
"Ah, Miss Beaumont, finally. I was beginning to wonder whether I'd have to go and let you in myself," chuckled Dumbledore; I felt a blush creeping up my cheeks and willed it back down.
"Perfectly fine, thank you," I smile, "now, whereabouts in this place am I going to be living for the next few years?"
"Well, as a gryffind-" he stopped as a boy of about my age backed around the door, obviously in an attempt to sneak in.
"Mr Black, so kind of you to join us," spoke Dumbledore swiftly; the boy jumped about a foot in the air before turning around. He was handsome; there was no doubt about it, like illegally handsome.
"Professor," he said grinning when he saw who it was, "and who's this?" turning his attention to myself.
"This is Miss Beaumont, and as your punishment," the boy's grin faded a bit, "you will show her up to Gryffindor tower," and with that he turned and swept away. The boy perked up immeasurably.
"Of course," he replied, he snatched my hand and pulled me towards the staircase. "Sirius Black, fifth year Gryffindor, ladies man."
"Elise Beaumont," I replied, I mentally noted his introduction, there was something very likable about him, but something made me not want to trust him.
"Not much of a talker I see," he continued, "never mind, I'm sure you're good at" he paused "...other things." I came very close to hitting him but instead settled with a death glare.
After hauling myself up the fiftieth set of stairs I could contain myself no longer, "for fuck's sake, how many stairs does this place have," I screeched; Sirius seemed surprised by my outburst.
"So you do talk"
"Yes, just not to 'ladies men' like you," I smiled winningly at him.
"Ooh feisty, I like it." I reverted back to my death glare, "calm down love, we're here" he said indicating a portrait of a rather plump woman.
"Ha ha very funny"
"No really. Cauldron cakes," he just said that to a picture, so he's crazy too... or not it had just swung open, revealing a cosy looking room.
"Girls dorms are up there," he said indicating the right-hand staircase, "but you're welcome to share with me if you want."
"I'm fine thanks" That prick was getting on my nerves already; I strode up the staircase and to my new dorm, practically falling onto the only empty bed, I was out like a light, the minute my head hit the pillow.