Story of My Life
Chapter 1
1st September
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Why, I don't know.
Lyrae White, that's me, is your common sixteen year old girl, with long brown hair and dark brown eyes. Except I'm a little shy, but... when mad I'll scare the living shit out of you. And I'm very smart, if I can say so myself (no wonder I'm in Ravenclaw). And I go to a school called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Okay, so I'm not your common sixteen year old girl.
It was 09.30 in the morning when I woke up from the bright, yellow sun beaming at me from the window. My room is big and could probably fit 40 people, but that would be a bit tight and I need my space. The walls are in an ivory colour and the floor is made of light wood. The windows are formed as an arch and go all the way to the roof, and therefore let a lot of bright sun in to my room. My king size bed is in the middle with a nightstand on either side, the wardrobe's on the left side of the room and on the right's my dresser.
I bent over my bed, checked the time and fell onto the floor (Okay, so I can be clumsy at times). It was 09.30 am, and the Hogwarts Express leaves at exactly 11.00 am. Hurrying to the bathroom (luckily I have my own and don't have to share with my older brothers and sisters), I took a shower and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a white v-neck shirt in just 30 minutes (may be a record). I had packed all of my school stuff the day before, so I didn't have to do anything except to call a cab and hurry to the train.
After I paid the driver, took the nearest trolley and loaded it with my stuff, I sped to platform 9 3/4. I ran to the wall and past a group of boys my age. Just as I was about to run through the wall I heard one of the boys yell, "Not through that wall". Then it hit me. I was about to "CRASH". There on the ground I was, with my school trunk and cage which held Hedwig, my snowy owl, in it.
"That was brilliant. Can you do it again?" A black haired boy asked, amused. I recognized him as Sirius Black, a boy I had had a crush on from the first time I saw him, till our fourth year. It's something about him that's so intriguing. His black, shoulder length hair and grey orbs fascinates me, USED to fascinate me.
"No." I answered, angry and embarrased. But I couldn't help the blush that was forming in my cheeks.
"Well if you do it again, please inform me." Then he winked at me (WHAT THE HELL is that supossed to mean?), and walked through the wall beside the one I crashed into. His best friend, James, following. But Remus Lupin stayed behind.
"Do you need any help." He asked me. I looked up and into his kind brown eyes.
"No, I don't think so. But thanks for asking." I knew Remus was the kindest of the Marauders and always wanted to help, but I could handle it myself.
"Okay. See you at Hogwarts."
"Yeah, see you there." I answered. And then, he too, went through the wall to platform 9 3/4.
Wait..., Remus had said 'See you at Hogwarts.' What exactly did that mean. That we would see each other in class and the halls, or that we would be spending time together? WHAT did it mean? I checked my watch and almost screamed. It was 10.59. I wouldn't make it. Throwing everything on the trolley, including Hedwig who almost got a heart attack, I ran through the wall and on to platform 9 3/4.
The train had started to move so I ran beside it, threw my trunk in with strenght I didn't know I had, and jumped in with Hedwig's cage in my grasp. Taking my trunk with me, I started the search for a compartment. Finally luck was with me, because I found an empty compartment I could have all to myself. But the strenght I didn't know I had, had left me and now I couldn't even get my trunk in the luggage rack.
"Need help with that?" The brown haired boy, known as Remus, asked.
"Yeah, if you don't mind." I could feel the blush returning to my cheeks. After all, I said I didn't need it a few minutes ago. And now I did. What a sign of weakness.
Remus took the trunk with ease, and heaved it on the rack. I couldn't help but be impressed. He was so strong, and not to mention good looking. He would be the perfect boyfriend. He's smart, good looking and nice. What else can you ask for in a guy?
"Thanks." I said shyly, blushing even more.
"You're welcome. Do you mind if I..." He was interrupted by three boys standing in the doorway.
"Moony, we need to...Oh, I see you got company. You're the one who crashed into the wall, aren't you?" James stated more than asked, with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"I..." But before I could answer, no other than Sirius 'I am so good looking and great in bed that no girl can say no to me' Black interrupted me.
"Be nice to the poor girl, Prongsie." He said, stepping forward in to the compartment. "Don't you see you're making her blush?"
At this statement, I blushed even more. WHY did they have to come in NOW? WHY did they have to embarras me even more?
"Come Moony. We need to plan our prank on Snivelly." Sirius said, before walking out with James and Peter.
"Yeah. Just a minute." Remus said before turning to me. "Got to go. I was just wondering if you could help me with Transfiguration? When we get to Hogworts of course." He was so sweet, of course I had to say yes.
"Yes, of course I can."
"Okay, thanks. See you at Hogwarts." He said smiling to me. Then he left to join his friends.
Remus is cute and everything, but I don't feel that way about him. I mean, I don't have a crush on him. Even though he's perfect boyfriend material. What am I doing? I'm talking to the Marauders and have agreed to help one of them with Transfiguration. Since when do I talk to anyone except my friends without freezing and tune out? Wow, I'm growing as a person. I'm impressed with myself.
I was just sitting there by myself when Zandra, my long time best friend with black, silky-looking, shoulder length hair (I'm so jealous) came in to the compartment.
"Hi there, dear Vela." Why does she insist on calling me that?
"Why do you always have to call me that, it's not even funny?"
"Because." she began. "You, Lyrae Vela Vega Mira White, are half veela and therefore my vela. You've had six years to get used to it by now."
I can't win with her, can I? "You know I don't have veela powers. And I'm not half veela. My great grandmother was one. So I'm really just a small percent veela, not half." I concluded once again to her.
As she took a seat across from me she said, "I will never stop calling you that. Never." Like I said; I can never win with her.
"Where's Missy. On prefect duties?"
"Of course. Where else could you find miss perfect?"
Missy Blake, my other long time best friend. She's also know as miss perfect because she's perfect in every way. She have long, curly, blonde hair and blue eyes. Her body's curvy and to complete her perfect body, she got brains to mirror her beauty. I sound a bit gay, don't I? Well I'm not, I think. I just notice things that's obvious.
"I hope you're not talking about me, are you?" Missy said in her perfect girly voice. "Well it doesn't matter. We need to change in to our robes, we'll be arriving soon."
There we were starting to change, when the compartment door slid open to reveal none other than four boys, Sirius, Remus, James and Peter. We were in nothing but our jeans and bras. They just stood there watching us with wide eyes (except for Sirius. He had seen his share of girls in just their bras before). Then we, that will be Missy and myself, screamed in unison, "AAHHH, GET OUT," pushed them out and slammed the door shut.
"That made my day." We could hear Sirius say. "You have nothing to be ashamed of girls, so take it easy"
"Oh my good, how embarrasing wasn't that?" Missy said. Her cheeks very pink.
"Who cares. They didn't see anything special anyway" Zandra said. She never cared much about anything unless it hurt her pride. And them seeing her in her jeans and bra didn't do that. It just gave her something more to be proud of. She was after all tall, thin and beautiful.
"We'll just pretend it didn't happen, okay?" I said, my cheeks a little pink. I was so embarrased, how could I look at them again? Sirius was staring at me like I was some piece of meat and Remus...Oh my good, I'm going to help Remus in Tranfiguration when classes start. How am I supposed to help him now? I can't think properly anymore. I just have to act like nothing happened, that's all. 'Yeah, good luck with that Lyrae!!!' I have to stop talking to myself, I'm going crazy.
The rest of the train ride went silent since none of us wanted to talk about the incident.
The Great Hall looked like it always did; big and cozy. I went to join my fellow Ravenclaws when I spotted Sirius winking at me. I must have looked bewildered because he smiled and laughed at me. I'M NEVER GOING TO LIVE THROUGH THIS, NEVER!!!. I could feel my cheeks turning pink again so I looked at my plate to hide it.
A couple of minutes went by, and then someone tapped me on my shoulder. I turned around to see a smirking Sirius.
"Hi! Just had to say thanks for the good time we had in your compartment. Hope we can do it again sometime." He said so everyone could hear. Then he bent down and kissed my, now very red, cheek and left. I could hear people whispering "She and Sirius?", "She's not even pretty" and "Oh no."
This couldn't get any worse, right?
How wrong I was!
AN:
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Thank you so much, OdoTheHero, for being my beta-reader.