James Potter, a handsome boy from sixth year, came running back to Sirius.
"Padfoot! Evans is sitting in a compartment all by herself! Well. With another girl. Should we go there?"
"Is she pretty?" asked Sirius.
"She's all right," said James cautiously. "She has red hair and blue eyes. She's pretty tall. Looks a bit vicious though..."
"I wasn't talking about Evans, you wanker. I was talking about the new girl."
"You're the wanker. Evans has green eyes, it's the new girl that has red hair and blue eyes and viciousness."
"Oh. All right. So...let's go!"
"Yes!" muttered James.

He led Sirius to the compartment. "Go on."
The new girl was spinning some sort of weapon. The weapon went round and round-and hit Sirius in the face.
"OUCH!" he shouted. "What was that for? Hitting me with the-the weapon!"
Lily and the new girl glanced at each other-and then burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" he demanded. "I didn't do anything to you!"
Lily spoke up. "Black, that's a Yo-Yo. A source of entertainment. NOT A WEAPON."
"Well, it's LIKE a weapon," muttered Sirius, sitting.
"We didn't give you permission to sit," said New-Girl, smirking.
"Well, Evans gave ME permission to sit," said James, doing so.
"I didn't! Get OFF, Potter! OFF DOESN'T MEAN MY LAP!"
James had sat on Lily's lap at Lily's demand of "Get OFF!"
"So," said Sirius. "What's your name?"
"Why?"
Merlin, this girl is rude. "Because Sirius Black is in the house. And my eyes like limpid tears are beautiful..."
"What?" said James, Lily, and New-Girl in unison.
"Nothing," said Sirius, rolling his eyes. "You obviously don't get what it's like to be a handsome beauty."
The new girl spoke. "Modest, aren't we? All right. I hold you to a bragging contest. Whoever wins gets ten galleons."
"Easy," scoffed Sirius. "You start."
"I, Anna Ville-"
"Oh, THAT'S your name!" interrupted Sirius. She ignored him.
"I, Anna Ville, am the most beautiful girl in the whole of the world. My hair, like a liquid waterfall of gold-"
"You hair isn't gold."
She glared at him but continued without comment. "My eyes twinkle in the sunset. I am very pretty though I do not know it. Your turn," she added to Sirius.
"My striking good looks make beauties plead for mercy. Straight boys turn gay for my attention. House elves fall at my feet as they tug my beautifully-"
"Long," Anna added.
"-Hair," finished Sirius. "Am I not amazing?"
"Well, you're amazing the sense that you just won a bragging contest," said Anna. "Here." She pressed 10 galleons into Sirius' hand and he grinned. "I WON! I WON! I W-HEY MOONY! HEY WORMTAIL!"
Remus and Peter had just walked in, looking extremely disheveled.
"Snivellus," panted Peter. "We ran into him."
"Aw, I should have been there."
Sirius looked extremely disappointed. "On the bright side, I won 10 galleons!"
Remus looked up. "Padfoot...how did you win it?"
"Oh. Um...bragging contest," he said as though realizing it wasn't that great to win a bragging contest.
Remus just shook his head as he picked up his book.
"Let's dance!" yelled Anna.
"WHAT?" Remus said. "Random-girl-I-have-just-met, I have no idea how to-"
Too late. Anna had already gone into dancing mode. As Remus shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other, Anna whirled and swooped and twirled. "There! A free dancing lesson from me!" she said, grinning. "Who else wants one?"