A/N: Ladies and Gentleman the base of this story has been provided by Loopey Loony Charny. I do not own Harry Potter. If I did I would (maybe) change Ron and Hermione's relationship. Anyway Enjoy!
I walked down the platform. I push my cart forward and walk straight in between the wall right between platform 9 and 10. My blonde hair was in two pigtails that were resting my slightly frail shoulders with my black hair band keeping the rest of my hair (besides my bangs) out of my face. My hazel eyes widen as I realize that I was at an unseen platform. Then I run right into a boy. I fall on my butt. My ankle didn't twist (probably because I had great reaction rate). I stand and wipe my hands off. The boy has black hair and hazel eyes.
"I am so sorry!" I exclaim in my American accent as helping him pick up our things that seem to be spread out everywhere. "I'm just clumsy today." I laugh at myself and he chuckles slightly.
"It's alright. I'm James. James Potter." I look up and hesitate before shaking his hand.
"Susan. Susan Lancaster." Then I slip my bag back on the cart. I then sigh as my Phoenix cage almost falls over. I catch it quickly. I sigh.
"Well Susan. Do you need some help?" He asks laughing slightly.
"Yes. Please!" I exclaim. I change my holding of my black and purple Phoenix ,Angel.
"Is that a Phoenix?" James asks shock registering in his voice.
"Oh. Yeah. James meet Angel. Angel meet James." I pet Angel's head gently. He picks up my suitcase as I slip my bag on my shoulder. In my other hand I carry his beautiful snow white barn owl ,Poppy. He hands our suitcases to the driver who nods at us and continues loading the bags up. "Thank you so much." I tell him smiling gratefully as I hand him his owl. He shrugs blushing slightly.
"Well I better go say bye to mum or she'll have my head when I get home."
"Okay. Bye." I say as we both chuckle. I walk to the front of the train and look for the exit that is a dot of bright light at the end of the tunnel.
"Excuse me? Miss?" A male voice asks a I turn around. A boy about a year or two younger than me was looking at me worriedly. "Have you seen my brother? He has black hair and gray eyes. His name is Sirius Black." I shake my head sadly.
"I'm afraid not. If I find him I'll tell him you were looking for him." The boy nods.
"Thank you ms." He says softly before running back to his father. (At least I think so) who looked just as worried.
A boy stumbles past me and almost falls onto the tracks. I grab his wrist and manage him from falling on the platform. His gray eyes meet mine. He blushes slightly. (Probably from being saved by a girl)
"Susan. Susan Lancaster."
"Sirius. Sirius Black." We shake hands firmly.
"I think your dad and brother were looking for you." I inform him as I point to the two who keep glancing around worriedly. A stiff woman as next to the man farthest from me. "Your little brother seemed worried. Maybe you should go say bye..." I suggest timidly.
"I would ,but my mother is going to yell at me for something I probably didn't do." I think for a minute.
"Leave it to me." I then walk up to his mom (an educated guess by how she was yelling at the brother and father) and face her. "Excuse me? Are you Mrs. Black?" I ask pretending to be excited. I make it to where her back is turned to the other members of her family. "Hi. My name is Susan I've always wanted to meet another pureblood. You see my mother doesn't like purebloods much she complains all the time about how wretched they are ,but you seemed nice enough to me." I gush pretending to blush.
"Oh. Uh. Can I help you dear?"
"Oh Silly me. My name is Susan Lancaster. My mother transferred into your department right?"
"Oh. Lucy's daughter right?" Walburga asks me. I smile and nod.
"Can I ask you some questions? You see I've wanted to be a reporter since I was like 9.I And I wanted my first subject to be pureblood traditions. And I thought well who better than the oldest and most noble house of Black." I say smiling. I glance behind her Sirius and the other two were talking rapidly.
"Well... I guess... I'll answer what I can." She states sounding doubtful.
"So I heard that some Black family members are very picky on who they allow to marry their sons and daughters? How do you yourself feel about that?"
"Well... I don't really have intel on that. I've never thought about it. Its always been a tradition in the family to keep the blood pure." She then goes in a full explanation. I nod and smile when I'm supposed to. Finally after asking 2 more questions I sigh sadly.
"Oh Merlin's Beard! I must go. I don't want to miss the train. Thank you so much for enlightening me on the Black traditions especially with such an interesting person such as yourself." Walburga blushes slightly.
"Its quite alright dear. I would hate for you to miss your train because you were talking to me." I then wave at her and walk off. Sirius catches up with me.
"Thanks!" Sirius says. "I've never seen my mom so flustered in a long time."
"Don't worry about it. I better go find a compartment." I wave at him then get on the train.
I find an empty compartment and sit down. I set my hidden extension charmed purse on the storage right above me ,but then I remember my book is in there. I open the book and take out 'Pride and Prejudice'. I sit back down in the seat when a boy with brown hair walks inside.
"Hey. Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full." He asks shyly.
"Of course. You didn't have to ask. I don't own the compartment." I state laughing lightly "I just hope you don't mind me reading." I admit holding up my book. He just smiles and shows me his own book. We share a smile. He sits across from me and we both open out books. I lean my head against the window as the prideful Mr. Darcy tries to win the heart of Elizabeth Bennett.