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A/N: This is my new fanfiction, and I have it mostly planned out, so new chapters should be up pretty frequently. The characters may not be how you see them, but this is how I imagine them reacting when they meet a new person. Let me know if you like it by reviewing. I love feedback. Siriusly.
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It was Sirius who noticed her first.
King's Cross Station was ridiculous busy, as usual, on September the first, but the boy's internal girl radar had him peering through the crowds for someone he recognised, despite the fact that people kept getting in his way. A flash of a ponytail, a rattle of a trunk, a yell, a laugh. Finally, the crowds cleared slightly, so he could get a good look at the mysterious-looking girl he'd seen out of the corner of his eye.
She was wearing green glasses that matched her green eyes, he noticed, and she was very small; at least a head shorter than him, who was nearly 6 foot. She was not stunning, but she was striking, and there was something beautiful in the way she bit her lip and shuffled nervously from foot to foot, standing in the middle of the bustling train station, a book tucked under her arm. The girl also looked thoroughly lost. Not to mention confused.
So Sirius, always willing to help out a damsel in distress, and being as chivalrous and flirty as he was, decided to go help her out. He also hadn't found James yet, and was sort of bored, so flirting with a Muggle girl would pass the time, he supposed.
Fighting his way through the crowds, Sirius stopped in front of her and watched to see her reaction. Expecting a blush, or at the very least a smile, he was heartily disappointed, and a bit concerned. She stumbled backwards, looking like she'd seen a ghost, which honestly was possible, though quite unlikely, but you couldn't miss the look in her eyes when she saw Sirius Black, like she wanted to run away and hide. Like he was going to hurt her.
"Uh, hi!" Sirius started, hoping he hadn't scared her off. "You okay?"
The girl blinked like she was coming out of a daydream, and smiled uncertainly.
"Yeah, I'm just...well, I'm kind of lost. My brother left me to put his trunk away, or something, and he took my stuff, so..."
"Right. Do you need me to take you somewhere? I mean, if you don't know your way around." He winked at her, and she bit her lip.
"That would be great, it's just, you might not know...where it is. If you catch my meaning."
Sirius looked down to where her wand drifted to her pocket, and watched as she withdrew her wand slightly, then grinned at the witch.
"Platform 9 and 3/4 coming up."
"Oh thank Merlin! I had no idea where to go! You are a wizard...right?"
"Yep." He nodded, "Don't worry, follow me and we'll get on the train. Oh, and I want to introduce you to James."
"Great. Umm, what's your name?"
"Merlin, sorry." He slapped his hand to his forehead. "I'm Sirius. Sirius Black."
There was that look again.
"So, hey, umm, what's your name?"
She hesitated for a minute and then blurted out. "I'm Sage...Dawson, but call me Fly. If you don't I'll have to hex you."
"Don't like your name?"
Sage smiled. "Something like that."
"This way then." Sirius made a sweeping gesture with his hand, and pointed towards the wall. Sage suddenly looked nervous.
"You want me to walk through a wall?! Jeepers, I've just met you. How do I know that you're telling the truth, and that I'm not just going to crash into the wall and go flying, and you'll just run off to your James, laughing at me?"
"Ouch. You have wounded me, love. Firstly, I would never do that, I am the epitome of chivalry. Secondly, he is not 'my' James. That responsibility is in the hands of a certain Lily Evans."
"Okay then. Right. Good. Let's go then. I want my stuff back, if that's okay with you, 'epitome of chivalry'."
"It is quite alright with me, S-Fly."
With that, he grabbed her hand and pulled her through the barrier, smiling at how small her hand was. As soon as they were through, she let go of his hand, but he could see a hint of blush on her cheeks and grinned.
"Come on then Fly, let's go and get a carriage. I want to find Prongs and Moony."
"Prongs, and...did you say moody?"
Sirius laughed and corrected her. "Prongs and Moony. James Potter and Remus Lupin, though Remus is quite moody sometimes."
"Why Prongs and Moony, though?"
"Ahhh...it's kind of an inside joke."
"Okay then."
"What brings you here now? It's quite rare to find a transfer in your last year. You are in seventh year, right?"
"Yes, but my old school...closed down! Yeah, it closed down, so I came here."
"Right...what house do you want to be in, Fly?"
"Ravenclaw, maybe. Or Gryffindor, but my parents wouldn't like that."
"Your parents wouldn't like that? Why not?"
She looked like she wanted to kick herself.
"No reason." Sage spoke quickly, too quickly, and Sirius decided to find out why.
After all, she was sweet, and funny. Also had parent problems, from the sound of it.
Sirius knew all too well how bad that could be.
"You should want to be in Gryffindor, Fly."
"Why? Because you're in that house?"
"How did you know?"
"My brother told me all about you guys. Lupin and Potter and you and Pettigrew. The Marauders, right?"
"Yep." Sirius looked proud. "The best trouble-makers since the Prewett twins."
"Humble lot too, by the sound of it." Sage laughed and pulled on his jacket sleeve. "Come on then, where is this compartment?"
"Right this way."
They clambered up onto the train, past the full compartments, until the reached near the end of the train, to a compartment with three boys in it: James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.
Sirius swept open the door with a theatrical 'slam'. "Hello all!"
"Padfoot!" James cried, and then they were exchanging a totally manly hug...handshake...thing.
"Pads...who is this?" Remus lowered his book and smiled at Sage, who suddenly looked nervous.
"Oh, right, this is Sage, but you should call her Fly."
"Or I'll hex you." Sage chipped in, fingering her wand in her pocket protectively.
"Sage? Like the herb? The one that my mum puts in stuffing?" Peter frowned at her, and James laughed meanly.
Sage narrowed her eyes at the taller boy, whose hair was an indescribable mess.
"No, like the name. By the way, has your mum ever told you to brush your hair? It looks like a Kneazle ate conditioner, and died."
James scowled. "So, Sage, has your mum ever told you not to be rude?"
The smaller girl clenched her fists; it was obviously a sensitive topic for her, and Sirius felt a wave of protectiveness sweep over him. "I asked you called me Fly. That, or call me nothing at all."
"Why 'Fly'? Because you're small and annoying, and everyone wants you to just get out?"
Then, luckily, Remus intervened, because the girl looked like she was about to murder James.
"Okay, Prongs, that's enough. S-Fly, you're welcome to stay in here. Ignore James."
"Don't worry. I will ignore him. Thanks...?"
"It's Remus."
"Okay. Thanks Remus, but I think I'll find another compartment. I can tell when I'm not wanted. Bye Sirius. Thanks for your help. Hopefully I'll see you two at the feast."
She smiled at Sirius and Remus, and then turned to go, her ponytail swinging like a pendulum.
"Fly, wait!" Sirius called, and he rushed up to her, walking her outside and then desperately trying to reason with her.
"Look Fly, don't go. Prongs was being a jerk, Evans probably rejected me again. He's great usually, honest. Go on come back in with us. Moony is great, and Wormy means well, he's just a bit...slower than us, okay? Please."
"I'd love to Sirius, but I really don't like people making fun of my name, it's none of his business-"
"I know, love. He didn't mean it, he's just in a bad mood. Food and a good night's sleep and he'll be fine." He cocks his head at her. "Unless you'd rather go and sit with your brother?"
"Jeepers, no, he'd...don't worry, I mean...great. Fine. I'll sit with you guys. Just don't expect me to be all sunshine and rainbows to your friend Potter."
"Merlin, of course not. He's definitely not always sunshine and rainbows, but he's great really, a good friend."
"Whatever you say, Sirius." She shrugged at him, then walked back in, settled down next to Remus, who smiled at her and grinned at Sirius, and opened her book.
Peter frowned at her, and James scowled, but Sirius smiled and sat down next to the window, watching the thick smoke billow from the train as they rushed out of the platform and out into the countryside.
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