Sirius POV.

It's only been about twenty minutes on the train, but let me say, it's been quite eventful. When we first got on, James, of course, made a fool of himself trying to impress a certain redhead. He tried to transfigure a flower for her but was so nervous that he made a small sack of flour. Lily huffed and left. Remus and Peter played a very intense game of exploding snap, which ended in them just building a tower and flicking the cards at a disheartened James. One of his eyebrows were singed off. Lily returned only to scold us for our 'childish behavior'. In my opinion, we're having fun, and she should pull the stick out of her butt.

"Seriously, guys, we're getting a new student this year – in our year – and I don't want you hooligans messing this up!"

"New student?" Remus asks.

"From where?" adds in Peter.

"Some school in America. I forget what it's called."

"Ah, a Yank," I say happily.

"Better than a hoodlum. She won't be here until tomorrow morning for lessons, so don't think of doing anything."

"Can I ponder?" James asks.

"No." With that, Lily walks out.

"So, a new student," Remus says, leaning back.

"I'll have her tied around my finger in a heartbeat," I say happily. "Give them chocolates and flowers and tell them they're pretty, then bam. They're yours."

"How gentlemanly of you."

"I'd say so."

"What've we got today, Prongs?" I ask James through a mouthful of bacon.

"Sirius, swallow before you talk," Remus says wearily.

I roll my eyes and obediently swallow my food. "What have we got today, Prongs?" I ask once again, emphasizing every word.

"Charms, Double Potions, and Astronomy."

"Boring . . . but at least you can complement Lily on how good she is at Charms."

"Yeah," he says, grinning happily.

"Peter, what are you doing?"

"Worrying."

Once we're in Charms, we sit at our usual table. I follow James' gaze – well, intense stare – and look at Lily's table. Normally she sits alone, but today she's with a girl I've never seen before. She has long, wavy black hair. I can't see her eyes, since her back is facing me. This must be the new girl. I smile broadly and stroll over, being sure to shake my silky hair. I move to stand next to Lily, finally making contact with the girl's silver grey eyes. They're looking at me, confused.

"Hello there," I say smoothly. "I'm Sirius, your welcome buddy."

"You can't be serious," Lily breathes out, putting her head in her hands.

"I am Sirius, dear Lily." I look back to the girl. "Your name is?"

She just rolls her eyes, returning to the mouse she's trying to charm.

"Oh, I get it," I say. "You can't talk."

She looks up once again, eyes narrowing. The look almost frightens me; her eyes are so powerful. It's like every time an emotion shows in them, it triples in intensity. "I can talk," she says in an interesting American accent. "It's just that I haven't even been here a day and I know that you've been through almost every girl in our year."

I blink in surprise. "Well- . . . that's just not true."

"Sirius, I've known you for six years," Lily says. "It's true. I've told her about all of you annoying Marauders."

"What have you told her about us?" I ask defensively, frowning.

"I've told her that James has an ego the size of your hair and can charm any girl in this school, though he only chooses to constantly ask me out because I said no the first time."

"What about Remus and Peter?"

"I told her they're okay."

"That's outrageous," I say, looking to the girl. "We're not like that, I promise you."

She looks me dead in the eye, putting on a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. "Alright."

"Go back to your table," Lily says exhaustedly.

I blink, walking back to the guys.

"Any luck in charming the elusive American girl?" Remus asks.

"No," I say bluntly. "Lily's told her lies about us."

"What kind of lies?"

"She's said that James has a huge ego and can charm any girl, and that I go through every girl."

"Then those aren't lies, dear Padfoot."

I huff, sitting down in my chair. "I'm asking her to the first Hogsmeade weekend we get. I'll charm her up until then."

"Good luck with that," Peter says. "From the looks of it, she wanted nothing to do with you."

"For now."

"Mate, you're insane," James says. "Even I know when to back off."

"No you don't," Remus points out.

"Whatever."

In Potions, I immediately push Lily out of the way as she goes to sit by the new girl, sitting down instead. Lily huffs and walks off to sit alone. James immediately joins her. Killing two birds with one stone.

"What are you doing?" the girl asks, rolling her eyes.

"Getting to know you," I say simply. "I'm Sirius, and you are?"

"Adrienne," she says shortly. "Adrienne Young."

I chuckle, though I regret it immediately. "Er- right, sorry. Listen, I take it you've never been to Hogsmeade." She says nothing, giving me permission to continue. "You should come with me on the first trip."

"I can't," she says, though I know she doesn't want to anyway. "I promised to go with Lily."

"She always ends up with us anyway."

She scoffs. "If that happens, then sure."

"Excellent."

A few minutes later, she speaks again. "I see you're no whiz at Potions."

"The only Gryffindor in this year who is happens to be Lily," I say, rolling my eyes as I add an ingredient to the cauldron we share.

She chuckles. Not a real laugh, but the closest I've ever gotten to having her do so. Grinning broadly, I wrap an arm around her. She immediately shoves it off, glaring at me.

"What?"

"That wasn't permission for you to touch me, jackass."

"Harsh words," I say, leaning back. "I don't expect you to be able to resist me for long, though. Girls have tried."

She stares at me for a minute, her eyes unreadable. It seemed like she either felt nothing, or a million emotions were flying through her at once. I hold eye contact with her, trying to make sense of it. In the end, she just scoffs, turning back to her Potions book.

"What?"

"You're just like him."

"Just like who?"

Just then, the class is dismissed. Adrienne quickly packs up her things, shooting me a glare and walking away. "Strikeout, mate?" Remus asks, walking over.

I nod, confused. "She said I was 'just like him'."

"Just like who?"

"I dunno."

"Maybe a dumb ex," he suggests. "Or a pompous git."

"Aw, shut up, Moony," I chuckle. "I did discover what her name is, though."

"What is it?"

"Adrienne Young."

"Alright, mate. Come on, we've got Astronomy."

"I can tell her that her eyes are like the stars," I say, grinning at my cleverness.

"Yes, Sirius, because the stars are grey."

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