CHAPTER ONE
Leaving
a/n Soooooooooooooooooooo I decided to start a Sirius/OC story!!!!!!!! yayza!!!!!!! enjoy! oh, and I chose Farida as her name because it means 'unique'. And we ALL know you have to be a one of a kind to make Sirius go googoogaga!!!!!!!
Ok, just a little about Farida: she is sarcastic, loud, half-blood (her dad was a pureblood, her mum was a muggle-born) and yeah. She usually hangs out with guys, she is a tomboy, a pranker, goes to the Victoria's Magic School (how original I know) with her best friend, Jason. she goes to muggle primary too because her mum wanted her to know about muggles as well, and Jason is a muggleborn, so he always went there until they got their letters that they could study magic. Oh, and because her parents are aurors, they wanted her to be able to protect herself so knows martial arts (her parents teach it as a part-time job) as well as magic coz she isn't prejudiced. Oh, and they're in year 6, as in 16 years old.
oh and no offence to ppl when I write stuff like "OH MY GOD" and "Christ sakes" and stuff.
disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot, and the OCs.
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"We're leaving."
Two words. And her life had changed.
Farida stared at her parents.
"That's not funny," she said. "Not funny at all."
Her mother looked at her sadly. "But it's true, dear," she said. "We have to."
"But why?" she cried.
"Farida, being aurors is a very important job," her father said. "And there is a dangerous man in England right now."
"And we're invited to join a group called the Order of the Phoenix," her mum said.
"This group, well, more of an organisation, was formed to defeat a man called Voldemort."
"So?" Farida shouted. "We're in Australia! Can't they handle it?"
"Farida!" her mum said. "Sorry darling, but we're moving to England. And that's that."
Yes. Her life was about to change dramatically – for the good or the bad she didn't know, but there was once thing for sure – she hated England and its stupid useless people who didn't know how to defend themselves from some idiot called Voldemort.
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Farida gloomily apparated over into her best friend's room. Dark and musty. She wrinkled her nose. Typical guy room.
Her best friend Jason was a pretty good-looking guy. He had his share of fan girls, and was very popular. Slightly curly honey-blonde hair rested on his head, and he was tan and fit from playing Quidditch (as Chaser). His eyes were a vivid blue.
Heading over to the curtains, she pulled them open and sat on his bed.
"Wake up," she muttered to his snoring form.
He didn't respond. Scowling, she poked him in the ribs.
He jerked awake at once in panic, but then saw Farida.
"What are you doing?" he frowned at her.
"I just need to tell you something," she muttered.
"What is it?" He was awake now. She was rarely like this, usually bubbly and loud and sarcastic, but never quiet and angry.
"Put a shirt on first."
Jason blushed, and picked one off the floor.
Farida raised an eyebrow at him.
"Okay, done, suitable for your highness?"
She didn't smile and punch his arm as she usually would, but curled herself into a ball.
"What's wrong?" he asked, putting an arm around her.
Suddenly, she hugged him to his surprise. "You're my best friend," she said, her voice muffled against his shirt.
Jason nodded, looking confused. "Yeah, your mine, but why did you say that?"
"I'm gonna miss you."
He froze. "Wha-what? You're … leaving?"
She nodded sadly.
"No!" He jumped up and began to stalk around the room. "You can't! I-I've known you for like … since goddam five years old for Christ sakes!"
"I have to." She snuggled into his bed and pulled the blankets over her head.
"But …!"
"I know."
He shook his head sadly. "I don't want you to leave."
"I don't want to leave either."
He stopped pacing and sat next to her. "Remember the day when we first met?"
"Yeah."
Farida, sitting alone of a swing, stared around the playground, bored. All the girls in her class were wimpy and so … shrill! She was bored to death.
Suddenly a shout came from behind her. Spinning around, she saw a boy in her class surrounded by a bunch of Grade Three boys.
She scowled. Bullies!
Getting up, she stalked over to them.
"Who's the little stupid boy now, eh, midget?" one of them taunted Jason.
"Yeah, you're so rotten and stupid. You have to listen to us, understand?"
Farida was now beyond the description of annoyance. Striding forward to stand in front of him, she barked out, "Be quiet! You're just bullies!"
"What!?" one of the boys, obviously the leader shouted, enraged, eyes bulging out of his head.
He raised a hand as if to slap her, but Farida grabbed his hand and twisted it extremely hard for a five year old.
He fell down in pain, and she put a foot on his neck.
"Go away," she hissed at them, and they scattered. She released the boy under her foot and he ran off, tripping in his haste.
"Thanks," the little boy said.
"No problem," Farida grinned. "Wanna play together?"
"Sure!"
Farida sighed. "Remember when that idiot told the teacher I'd twisted his arm and stood on him?"
Jason chuckled softly. "Yeah. That was cool. The teacher gave him lines and told him to stop blaming others because he kept tripping over his own feet."
Farida smiled sadly. "I'm gonna miss you."
"You don't even need to say it. But I'll miss you too. Promise to write every time you can – at least twice a week, alright?"
"I promise. And you too."
"I swear. But poor Jumbled Up."
She laughed softly. "I don't even know why you called that poor owl that."
"Well you see, Jumped Up is always jumbled up. She always delivers at the wrong times and stuff, and whenever she sees mice, she runs away, but when she sees cats, she's not afraid."
Farida chuckled. "But you love her, don't you?"
"Well, yeah, I guess." He looked uncomfortable to be talking about love.
Farida huddled closer to him.
"Promise to visit one day," he said.
"I promise. And you should come over too."
"Yeah. When do you leave?"
"In two days."
"Sheesh."
"Yeah." Farida got up. "Well, now that you're awake, I'd advise you to brush your teeth because it smells really bad, and eat since I can hear your stomach protesting. Pop over when you're done, 'kay?"
"Alright."
Farida apparated back to her room, and taking her wand out of her pocket, she waved it and all her clothes folded themselves into a trunk.
She loved the Australian Ministry. She had studied different Ministries, and Australia was the only country where Muggles were aware of magic, allowing her to use magic anytime she wanted to. She felt sorry for England. No magic in the holidays! Then she realised she would be going there and following their laws. The thought made her gag.
Continuing to wave her Phoenix-core wand and packing away her things, she ended up with ten cardboard boxes of books, a trunk of her clothes, two trunks of accessories (including her beloved Nimbus) and the rest of her furniture still scattered everywhere.
Then she sighed and hit her head. Grabbing another box, labelled it with Farida's Bedroom Furniture NOW CLEAR OFF on it with a Muggle black marker, she shrunk all her furniture except her bed and bedside table and deposited it all in it.
She stared around. Her room looked … and felt so bare. Waving her wand at the bed again, she stretched it, and lay down, musing about her rather messed up life.
Jason had been her best friend since the day they had met. They had gone through everything together (except girl problems and stuff) and even though they had different dormitories at Victoria's Magic School, she'd sneak in with him.
The rest of the guys didn't mind – they regarded her as a guy anyway, but lately, she had been getting funny looks from them.
She had asked Jason about it, but he had refused to tell her, turning an interesting shade of red. But she had confronted him, and it had turned out that they thought she was … hot. She chuckled at the memory.
Guys had rarely approached her, and it was only during the times when Jason was in the sickbay due to a failed prank or something of the sort. It turned out that before asking her out, they'd go to Jason because they regarded him as her brother or something. But he always said no, so the only way they could ask her out was when he wasn't there.
She was top at the class, along with Jason, and they had become illegal animagi during their fourth year. She still remembered why.
"Hey Jase!" she hissed to him during class.
"What?"
"I'm bored."
He rolled his eyes. "What do you want me to do about it?"
She paused. "I know! Let's become animagi!"
Jason raised an eyebrow. "Give me three good reasons why we should."
"One – I'm bored, two – it'll give us something to do, and three – it'd be cool!"
He chuckled softly. "I'm not sure they're that good, but alright. You do know it's against the law, right?"
"Phooey! A little rule breaking never hurt anyone! Do you think I care?"
"Um … no."
"Cool! Let's get started then."
She chuckled softly to herself. What a lame way to get started. Becoming animagi was difficult, especially with only two people. Being the top of their year was extremely helpful – they were allowed to visit the Restricted Section of the library constantly since no one – not even Madame Pince – thought it wrong to let two bright students do some 'light reading'.
They had started researching in Year Three, and being extremely thorough in their work, accomplished it in the middle of Fourth.
Jason was a proud, beautiful lion. Farida was happy that her friend was such a noble beast, but was shocked at what she became.
Whenever she transformed, she became a phoenix. Farida had looked it up, and becoming a mythical creature for an animagi was rare.
As her animagi, she was a beautiful shade of gold and red, and her tail feathers slightly resembled a peacock, only it was a fiery colour.
Farida had many passions, some of which involving Quidditch (she played seeker, but her second preference was Beater), reading, playing pranks, but perhaps the one that was most unusual for her was singing.
She loved to sing, but only Jason knew about it because he had listened while she was in the shower.
She would never have the guts to sing in front of people – she was nervous singing in front of Jason.
Her school had five houses. One of them was for the 'confident ones', the second for the 'more sensitive side', the third for 'intelligent children', the fourth for the 'kind', and the last for 'those with ambition', which roughly meant for Farida:
Prankers, athletics, class clowns. US!! – Phoenix House
Quiet, mousey-type people. They need to lighten up! – Unicorn House
Nerds. No need to say anymore. They actually LIKE exams!! – Sphinx House
Goody-two-shoes!! They always dob on me. grrrr – Pixie House
Evil freaks. Idiots. Slimy gits. – Basilisk House
Instead of calling the teachers 'staff', those at Victoria's Magic School called them 'the Dragons', a name that Farida thought was suitable for them, since some were quiet, and some literally breathed fire and there were many dragon species.
Jason and Farida were quite obviously in Phoenix House.
Victoria's Magic School wasn't like a castle – it was different and famous for it. Instead, it was situated with magic next to Victoria (a/n Victoria as the state in Australia??) on water.
Each house had their own little building to live in, and the special thing was that their building would be shaped as their House mascot.
Phoenix House had a phoenix building that would actually float in air. Unicorn was a beautiful silver thing, and Sphinx was similar to the Egyptian ones. Pixie was a pretty thing with flowers that would grow around it and Basilisk's building's head would move and strike at people who were not in its house.
Farida and Jason, after they had completed their animagi transformation had decided to show their friendship for each other and each of them made for the other the friendship symbol.
Farida had given Jason a wristband that said, Best pals 4eva, alright Simba?? Farida.
Jason in return had presented her with a charm bracelet with a phoenix and a lion charm dangling off it. Engraved on it were the words: Don't ever forget your lion best friend birdy. Jason.
They swore to never take it off except when they were in the shower, swimming pool or some random stupid place where they weren't allowed to.
Suddenly Jason popped out if thin air on top of her.
"Get off!" she shrieked, pushing him off onto the floor.
"No need to get rough," he muttered, brushing himself down.
"I bet you did that on purpose," she said sternly.
"Me? Of course not, my dear queen!" he protested, giving her the whole 'innocent' look. Farida wasn't going to buy it.
She snorted.
"Fine, alright, I knew you would be on the bed since you have to sleep tonight anyway, plus, you're the type that'll put everything away if you have nothing to do, and you wouldn't be downstairs 'cos I don't like the decorating, and –"
Cutting in, Farida said, "Okay, I get the point. It's freaky that you know me so well."
He grinned. "You're not angry?"
"How could I stay angry at my wonderful –" she said sitting on him – "cute –" she wrapped her hands around him in a headlock – "extremely idiotic lion king?" She grinned and got off him. He grunted, rubbing his neck sourly.
"I don't know where you got king from, and I'm not going to ask," he said, as she opened her mouth.
"Well, I'm gonna tell you anyway. Remember that Muggle movie, The Lion King? Well, this cute little lion becomes king 'cos –" She frowned. He wasn't listening.
"Pay attention you!" she scolded, pulling his ear.
"Ow!"
"That's for not listening." Then she paused. "What was I talking about again?"
"Nothing!"
"Whatever." But she dropped the subject.
Together they ley on her bed, and stared at the ceiling.
"Whaddya wanna do?" he asked.
"Dunno," she muttered.
Jason sighed. "Hey! What school will you be going to?"
She shrugged. "Something Hoggy or Warty or something or the other."
He laughed loudly. "You mean Hogwarts?"
She blinked. "How do you know?"
He shook his head sadly. "History of Magic when we had to study a different wizarding school in chosen pairs."
She smirked. "And you had to go with her."
He shuddered. "Don't remind me! She kept stroking me!" He shuddered again as if recalling a memory he didn't like.
"Yeah well, I had to do Durmstrang, and with one of 'em ruddy Basilisks!"
Jason grinned. "He kept dissing you didn't he?"
"He kept flirting with me! It was completely against the non-Dragon rules!"
He chuckled. "Do you mean the rule where Phoenix and Basilisk can't date because of their house rivalry?"
"Yes."
He sighed. "Let's not think of Basilisk so close to when you're leaving. Let's think of happy stuff."
"Never thought you were the romantic sort, Jase!" she grinned, shoving him.
"I'm not." He sat up and looked at her seriously. "But you're my best friend, and you've been ever since school started."
Farida smiled sadly and hugged him. Then said, "Now don't go turning all soft on me, Simba!" Then adding quietly, "But I don't mind."
He grinned.
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Her last day here. Today she was going to see, and live in her new home. Today was when she was leaving for blooming England. Today was the day – no, make that nightmare – she was leaving her best friend.
"All your stuff is already there, okay, Farry?" her mum said. "Just double-check for anything before you leave." She stepped through the fireplace.
Farida stared gloomily at it.
Going upstairs, she looked around in her room. Nothing.
She was about to go when she caught sight of herself in the mirror (built into the wardrobe). She saw a tall, slim girl who looked like she was extremely sad. She had tanned skin, thick brown hair with blonde highlights and green eyes.
Farida blinked and realised what she was doing, hurried downstairs.
She'd said goodbye to Jason before. She wanted to now, but felt that if she did she would start to cry. And she had learnt from an early age that when you cry it's hard to stop, so she never did.
As she started to step through the fireplace, suddenly she was pulled back out again.
"Jason!" she cried without even looking at him. She just knew it was her best friend and unable to contain herself any longer, jumped onto him in a hug.
He hugged her fiercely and mumbled, "Thought you were gonna leave without saying goodbye properly?"
She sniffed. "I was scared."
"Of crying, Farida?" He brushed a few strands of hair aside. "It's okay. I'm here."
She broke down, and started to let her tears fall. Jason let a few of his tears fall as well.
When they were done, they quickly wiped their eyes.
"I should go," Farida mumbled.
"Farida, remember," Jason said, "I'm always with you." He tapped her bracelet.
She smiled. "And I'm always with you too," she said, tapping his wristband.
"Don't let any guys get you without my permission," he said sternly.
"Hey!" She punched his arm lightly. "How am I gonna do that?"
"Tell me and I'll come over," he said stubbornly.
She sighed. "Then the same goes for you. Try not to find a new best friend so soon."
They grinned at each other. Both of them were an only child, but the both of them were closer than brother and sister.
Stooping, he kissed her cheek. She in turn kissed his and ruffled his hair.
"See ya Birdy," he said. "I'll see you soon, 'kay?"
"Yeah, see ya Simba," she said. "Promise to write and visit. And don't you dare forget about me."
"Like I can."
She nodded and then she stepped through the fireplace to a whole new different part of the world.
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Heya!!! how was it kiddos??? oh, in case you're wondering why she can apparate, it's coz she's following AUSSIE LAW!!!!!!!!!!!! the books said nothing at all about apparating underage in Australia, so ya!! and it's longer than my other stories' chapters so do you prefer longer chapters or shorter ones?
and I apologise for no Sirius stuff yet!!!
and sorry – no action!! laughs evilly. I'm not gonna let Farida get a man without Mr Playboy being her first guy first!! hehe … and yeah, this chapter is pretty boring, but I needed to have it to clear up a bit of her school's info, her best pal's relationship and just her basically. sadly, Review, okay??!! No, I DEMAND YOU ALL TO REVIEW!!!!! make a girl happy, plz??