A surprised yelp came from the young girl and her hair turned a bright orange as fingers squeezed her sides where she was ticklish. She smacked away the hands and spun around to see a dark-haired boy grinning triumphantly.

"Hey, Aurèlie," he said casually, as if he had not been the one to tickle her.

"Sirius Black, I told you not to embarrass me!" she scolded.

His grin widened and his eyes sparkled mischievously. "I don't think you need my help with that," he said, pointing to her polka-dotted hair.

She flushed and changed her hair back to its pale white-blond.

"Aurèlie," called Lucius, finding the girl and drawing closer to her. His gaze fell on Sirius. "Oh, hello. You're a Black, aren't you?"

Sirius nodded, doing his best at not showing his disgust at the family name. "Yes."

"Well, you best board the train." He shifted to glance at someone who had called his name and his prefect badge shimmered in the lights. "I'll see you two in Slytherin."


"I don't really want to sit with you," complained Aurèlie as Sirius pulled her down the train, looking for an empty compartment.

"I don't really care what you want," replied Sirius, finding a compartment. Aurèlie trailed after him. "Besides, you didn't have to follow me."

Aurèlie stuck her tongue out at him.

Sirius chuckled and held his hands up in surrender. "Oh, don't let your brother see you act immaturely. They might transfigure you into a real snake. Then you would be a proper Malfoy."

Aurèlie grinned back. "I am playing the perfect Malfoy." She gestured at her pale appearance.

"You always were a wonderful actress," said Sirius.

She smiled at his compliment and took her hair out of its high ponytail, shaking it out to a bright pink. Caramel color seeped into her pale skin and she blinked several times as her eyes turned a glittering gold.

"Are you a Metamorphus?"

The pair turned to see a messy-haired boy standing in the doorway.

"Yes," said Aurèlie.

"Can I sit?" the boy asked. "Everywhere else is full."

"Sure," said Sirius.

"Thanks," said the black-haired boy, knocking his square glasses slightly askew as he entered the compartment.

Moments later a girl with bright red hair appeared in the doorway. "Do you mind?" she asked. Her voice was slightly scratchy and her eyes were puffy and red around startlingly bright green irises.

The first-years just nodded and she sat in the corner farthest away from them.

"She's been crying," Aurèlie mouthed to Sirius.

He nodded. "So?" he mouthed back.

"Talk to her," she mouthed, kicking him in the shin.

"No way. You talk to her," he mouthed, kicking her back.

After an epic kicking battle, Aurèlie scowled and shifted as to stand and move to sit by the girl but another dark-haired boy came in – Without asking, Aurèlie noted – and sat next to the girl.

The pair talked for a while and Aurèlie grew bored. She turned to the boy sitting next to her and stuck out her hand.

"Hi," she said.

He looked amused, but shook her hand anyway. "Hello."

"I'm Aurèlie," she said.

"My name's James," he replied.

"Sirius," said the boy. Aurèlie leveled a glare at him.

"Bugger off," she said. "I'm trying to have a conversation with James."

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Deepest apologies, Your Majesty."

A chuckle came from James. "Do you two know each other?"

"Never met him," Aurèlie said.

"Childhood friends," Sirius said at the same time.

Aurèlie glared at him.

"It's a love–hate relationship," Sirius explained.

James grinned.

"You'd better be in Slytherin," came the voice of the boy that had entered the compartment.

"Slytherin?" James asked.

The girl and boy both turned their gaze towards the trio.

"Who want to be in Slytherin? I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?" James asked Sirius and Aurèlie.

The pair did not smile.

"Our whole families have been in Slytherin," said Sirius.

"Blimey," said James, "and I thought you seemed all right!"

Sirius grinned.

"Maybe I'll break the tradition," said Sirius.

Aurèlie's jaw tightened and her eyes turned to her lap. She felt eyes on her and lifted her gaze to see the greasy-haired boy look away quickly.

"Where are you heading, if you've got the choice?" asked Sirius.

James lifted an invisible sword.

"'Gryffindor, where the brave dwell at heart!' Like my dad."

The greasy-haired boy made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him.

"Got a problem with that?"

"No," said Snape, though his slight sneer said otherwise. "If you'd rather be brawny than brainy–"

"Where're you hoping to go, seeing as you're neither?" interjected Sirius.

James roared with laughter. Lily sat up, rather flushed, and looked from James to Sirius in dislike.

"Come on, Severus, let's find another compartment."

"Ooooooo…"

James and Sirius imitated her lofty voice; James tried to trip Severus as he passed.

"See ya, Snivellus!" Sirius called, as the compartment door slammed.

"You're an arse," Aurèlie told Sirius.


Professor McGonagall called "Black, Sirius!"

The boy swaggered up to the professor, grinning at Aurèlie, who smiled back encouragingly, as the professor placed the Sorting Hat on his head.

Hours seemed to pass before the Sorting Hat screamed, "GRYFFINDOR!"

Sirius's face broke into a large smile that was almost the exact copy of Aurèlie's, the only difference was that she hid her's behind her robe when angry shouts of "blood traitor" and boo's came from the other Blacks and various Slytherins.

Sirius gave her an encouraging smile as he passed her to sit at the Gryffindor table. She smiled back, clapping when Potter, James was sorted into Gryffindor as well. She recognized him as the boy from her compartment.

Lupin, Remus and Pettigrew, Peter were sorted into Gryffindor as well, and Goyle, Crabbe, Avery, and Mulciber were sorted into Slytherin.

"Death-Eaters," one girl muttered to her friend, who nodded.

"Evans, Lily!" called Professor McGonagall.

The red-head was sorted into Gryffindor and she sent a sad smile to the boy (Snape, Severus who was afterward sorted to Slytherin) from the train.

"Malfoy, Aurèlie!" called Professor McGonagall.

Murmurs ran through the hall and Aurèlie caught bits like "Oh dear Merlin, not another Malfoy," from the Gryffindor table, and "Why are all Malfoys so pretty?" and "I wonder if she's as cold as her brother," and "I wonder what will happen if she isn't sorted to Slytherin."

A moment before the hat was placed on her head, Aurèlie turned her perfect Malfoy appearance to neon green hair, bright purple eyes and caramel tan skin. A gasp ran through the crowd and Aurèlie spotted Lucius's disapproving look that said "If you don't get into Slytherin, you god damn rebel, I will personally Avada Kedavara you," and Sirius's amused / pleased / encouraging / excited look.

"Another Malfoy?" mused the Hat. "You don't look, act, or think like a Malfoy."

"I'm so confused," Aurèlie confessed.

"You don't know if you should obey your parents and go to Slytherin … or listen to your instincts and go to … do I sense Gryffindor in you?" the Sorting Hat asked, seemingly surprised.

"Please," Aurèlie thought. "I need to go to Slytherin."

"But you would be great in Gryffindor. You do, after all, have a heart of gold and courage to rival Godric Gryffindor's," said the Hat.

"But that's exactly why," Aurèlie thought desperately. "I need to be in Slytherin. For Sirius. His parents will listen to me. They won't hurt him because they know how much he means to me."

The Sorting Hat laughed in her head. "Yes. The courage of a Gryffindor but a mind to solve problems like a Slytherin. You are difficult. I guess the only house for you will be… SLYTHERIN!" the Hat shouted the last word loudly to the Great Hall.

Cheers erupted from the Slytherin table and various boo's and hisses came from the others. Aurèlie tried to catch Sirius's eye as she walked to the Slytherin table but he refused to meet her eye, his expression angry and set like stone.

Aurèlie made her best attempt to smile as her brother and many of the Black's welcomed her.


"What's your problem?"

Aurèlie had finally found and successfully stopped Sirius after seven straight weeks of avoiding her. As a result, he was currently hanging upside down by the ankle as his friends attempted to get him down.

"Problem?" Sirius said. "You are my problem."

"Well, I'd rather my father not ring my neck–"

"You're a coward, Aurèlie Malfoy. Be like a snake and slither back to your Death-Eater parents," said Sirius coldly.

Aurèlie's jaw dropped and tears prickled at her eyes.

"You know Sirius, I was so happy … so proud when you were sorted into Gryffindor. I was so happy for you. So happy that you were rebelling and being yourself and defying everything our parents have drilled into us since we were born."

Her natural gold hair was curling everywhere wildly, her midnight blue eyes glistening with unshed tears. She lowered her ash wand and he dropped to the ground, splayed on his back.

"I thought we would still be friends," Aurèlie confessed. "I thought, that since you were a rebel against your parents, you wouldn't mind rebelling against a few cocky Gryffindor bastards in order to still be my friend even though I'm in Slytherin."

Sirius sat up, staring at her with wide eyes as all the tears that she had held in over the past eleven years of her life freely gushed out of her dark eyes.

"But, I understand now, that you are one of those cocky Gryffindor bastards," Aurèlie finished. She spun on her heel, lifted her chin with the dignity of a Malfoy and gave him a cold, detached look over her shoulder that contrasted with the tears flowing down her cheeks. "I suppose, if you're going to be a Gryffindor … I should be a Slytherin."

She flicked her ash wand, changing their colors. Then, she walked away, her wild gold curls floating behind her, small teardrops dripping to the floor occasionally, leaving four stunned, green-haired boys behind her.

"You should apologize," said Remus.

"Apologize?" Sirius spat. "I have nothing to apologize for. She's just overreacting like the drama queen she is."

"Nice job," said James sarcastically. "You already broke the Rose of Hogwarts and it's not even Christmas yet."

A small smile spread across the lips of Sirius Black. "She's not broken. Not that easily."


this was just a test chapter, i don't know if i'll actually continue it. please review and share your thoughts and opinions, even if you just want to tell me how horrible of a writer i am and that i should go to hell or whatever. everything helps!