A/N-Hello! This is my first story on this site but not the first story I've done. I hope you enjoy it! All characters except for my OCs belong to J.K.R. The most amazing person in the world!

They were coming for me, I knew they were, I ran into the nearest clothing store. I started searching for clothes I wouldn't normally wear, clothes they would expect me to be in. After I had bought a load, I picked out a new outfit and put the rest into my purse with an extension charm. I went into one of the fitting rooms, and as I stripped out of my current clothing, I looked at myself in the mirror. The perfect daughter, I thought to myself, I shook my long, blond hair out of my face and looked into my dark green eyes, not anymore. I quickly put the outfit on and walked out, next, I found myself getting more make-up on, cutting my hair to my shoulders, and dyeing it dark red. I looked at myself again and smiled, I only wanted one summer, what's the worst that could happen?

I walked out of the shop and immediately froze, standing a few feet away from me was a tall, gorgeous boy with shaggy, black hair. He was wearing a leather jacket and leaning against a huge motorcycle, smoking a cigarette. They don't come like that back in the states. I heard noise and turned to see them looking around, showing a picture to people, shit! I turned back to the boy and decided that he was my only way out. I unzipped my own leather jacket and walked over to him, he didn't notice me as he took another drag. "Hey," I said, smiling at him, "cool bike," he didn't look up.

"Thanks," he replied, I mentally groaned, he was that type of guy.

"Are you busy?"

"Yeah, uh-"he looked up and saw me, he smirked, "not anymore," he said, I smiled at him again.

"Can I have a ride?" He hesitated.

"Oh, well I, uh, was planning on heading to a friend's house."

"Oh? Where is it?" He shrugged.

"A few hours away maybe?" I grinned.

"Perfect." He put out his cigarette and I got onto the bike behind him, "Oh, I'm Cassie, by the way."

"I'm Sirius."

After maybe half-an-hour, we stopped in a small town, Sirius seemed annoyed for some reason. I got off and stretched. "You okay?" I asked him, he shrugged.

"Yeah, it's just taking long." I laughed.

"What? You haven't ridden there before?"

"Well, yeah, of course I have! It's just-"he hesitated before smirking at me, "It's just that usually, my motorcycle flies." I nodded, slowly.

"Really?" I said, he nodded.

"Oh yeah, I go to a magical school!" He made it sound like he was joking.

"Ooh, let me guess…. Hogwarts?" He looked at me, shocked.

"You're a witch?"

"You're a wizard?" I mocked, he smiled.

"Good, that means I can fly the rest of the way," I laughed.

"You never answered my question!"

"What?"

"Do you go to Hogwarts?" He nodded.

"By your accent I can tell that you don't, plus I think I would have remembered your face if you did." I shook my head.

"No, sadly, I go to the Salem's Witches Institute, and its absolute torture! No boys." He laughed and tilted his head.

"What's your last name?" I narrowed my eyes.

"What does it matter?" He shrugged.

"Just curious," I hesitated.

"What's yours?"

"I asked you first," I took a deep breath.

"Chandler."

"Black." We said at the same time, both of our heads shot up.

"Black!?"

"Chandler!?" We said simultaneously again. After a few seconds of awkward glances at each other, he finally spoke, "I won't say anything if you won't." I smiled.

"Deal." Once we got something to eat, we left again.

~Sirius' pov~

As we were flying through the sky I grew more and more excited. I knew all about her family, just like she probably knew all about mine. She's just like me, I thought, why else would she be running? It's the only explanation, why else would the only child of the American Minister of Magic be dressed like a muggle and trying to leave London as fast as possible? I couldn't wait to see the look of Prongs' face. We finally got to the Potter Mansion and landed, she got off of the back and took a look at the house, she nodded and smirked at me, "nice, looks homey." I laughed and nodded, "who lives here?" She asked.

"Just my mate, don't worry, he won't tell anyone we're here, I've been living with him since last summer," she nodded with a look of understanding on her face.

"Not a nice home in the Black House?" I snorted.

"You have no idea."

"Actually, I think I do," I looked at her and realized that she probably did, more than anyone. I smirked at her.

"'Mudblood' best friend?" I asked, she shook her head and smirked back.

"Try boyfriend," my eyebrows rose.

"Nice one, bet that got Daddy mad," she laughed.

"Definitely." I smiled at that, I had the feeling that I was going to like her. I took my bike over to its place in the garageand brought her into the house.

"Prongs!" I yelled, "I'm back!"

"Well it's about bloody time!" I heard him coming down the stairs and Cassie quickly pulled me to her.

"Please don't say anything!" She whispered, I hesitated then nodded. When Prongs walked down and noticed her there, he looked at me.

"Oh Merlin not again!" She rose an eyebrow at me and I shook my head.

"Relax, Prongs, she's an old family friend from the U.S., she's visiting and I thought we could maybe entertain her for the summer," he looked relieved.

"Good," he walked over and held out his hand towards her. "Hey, I'm James," she nodded and smiled.

"Cassie," she smiled, looking at the two of us, "So! What do you British boys like to do for fun in the summer?" Him and I looked at each other and smiled.

"Well, you have all summer to find out!" I exclaimed.

"Want me to owl Moony and Wormtail?" He asked.

"Yes!" I said, this summer was going to be the best yet!

~Cassie's pov~

When James left to owl whoever, I hopped down onto the couch with my hands behind my head, "Alright then, make yourself at home," Sirius said, sarcastically, I looked at him.

"Thanks, hey! I'm starving! You think you could show me the kitchen?" He shrugged.

"Alright, c'mon!" I got up and followed him, he led me into the kitchen and I hopped onto the counter. He opened the cupboards, "What do you want? Lobster? Chocolate cake? Pudding?" I thought about it.

"Grilled Cheese!" I said, he looked at me weirdly and shook his head.

"Strange Americans," I heard him mutter, I took off my shoe and threw it at his head.

"Oi!"

"Oi!" I mocked. We both burst out laughing.

Later I found out that 'Moony'and 'Wormtail'were just nicknames for their friends, Remus and Peter, just like James was 'Prongs' and Sirius was 'Padfoot.' We were all in the living room, laughing. "So," Remus said, "where are your parents, Prongs?"

"At some Ministry thing in Scotland, they should be back in a couple of days." I had learned that James' parents worked for the British Ministry, that James and Sirius were troublemakers, that Remus was the smart one and a werewolf (I knew a werewolf from home and recognized the signs), and that James was completely obsessed with Quidditch, which is what they were currently talking about. "I just wish we could go! It's in Bulgaria this year!" I scowled.

"I was supposed to go with my dad, I don't plan to, I still have all of the tickets though." They all stared at me, incredulously.

"Exactly how many do you have?" James asked, voice cracking. I shrugged and took them out of my purse.

"About eight I think," when I looked up, they were all staring at each other, smirking. "What?" I asked, suspiciously. They suddenly huddled together and started whispering, when they finally looked at her again, Sirius smiled and led her out of the room.

"I want to make a deal," he said. My eyes narrowed slightly.

"If you're planning to blackmail me, Black, it's not going to work." He shook his head.

"Don't think of it as blackmail, think of it as an…..opportunity." I crossed my arms.

"Go on," he smiled.

"You have the tickets, we're big fans, and you obviously don't want to go back to Daddy, we can help you with that! Do you understand?" I nodded.

"I do, but you know…. I could always find someone else," he sighed, trying not to show his annoyance towards me.

"Well…. We're a very interesting group!" I smirked.

"What about the werewolf?" His eyes widened for a moment before going back to normal.

"Fine, I'm not going to ask how you know that, but I promise you, if you don't tell anyone about him, then I won't tell anyone about you." He smirked again and crossed his own arms. "C'mon, Cass, this summer will be amazing with us and you know it!" He held out a hand, "Do we have a deal?"

I thought about it once more before taking it, "Deal."