When Pigs Fly… Wait. They Do, Don't They?

Chapter One; My Family is One of My Live-in Enemies. The Other One Is Sirius Black.

A/N: So I started a new story. So what? I'll finish the other ones…eventually. This one is Sirius Black and OC in Marauders Era. It's kind of been stuck in my head for a while and had to get part of it out.

Wanna Beta me?

Disclaimer: Sirius wouldn't be dead if I owned Harry Potter. Neither would Fred. Or Lupin. The Marauders would rule the world if I owned it! But I don't. Sorry.

"Jessikah Eudora Cross! You get over here, right now!"

I hate it when she uses my full name. Eudora. Who gives their child a middle name like that? Sure it's after a star, but who did they think I was? A Black?

"Did you not hear me, young lady? Get your lazy, ungrateful behind down here this instant or, so help me Merlin I'll-"

"You'll what? Ground me again? How's that been working for you?"

She glared at me and behind her I could see Charlie suppress a smile. We never did get along well, Kathleen and I. Merlin knows why Dad married her. A hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see Kyle. Why was he here?

"Hi, Kyle."

"Hey, Jess, Charlie, Xav, Dad."

I note that he didn't salute Kathleen. Ha. Serves her right.

"Why are you here, Kyle? Didn't get enough of Hogwarts when you went?"

"I thought I'd see you off, Charles. It's your last year."

Leave it to Charlie to say something like that. I'll never understand why he's so popular. Why do girls always think that arrogance is so…compelling? Take Sirius Black, for instance. Never have I seen a more arrogant, egoistical boy and the girls flock to him like bees to honey! Charlie maybe arrogant and have a big ego, but none rival Black's. I'll never understand them, but then again, I was pretty much raised by my two older brothers. Quidditch, girls, brooms. Of course I always steer clear when the topic of girls comes up, but I quite enjoy quidditch. It must have been their influence that got me to join the house team.

"Oi! Watch where you're going, half-breed!"

I hadn't been paying attention to where I was walking and accidentally bumped into Bellatrix Black. If we were at school, I'd have hexed the living daylights out of her, but as it was, we were not. I was stuck here, and had to abide by my stupid purist step-mother's rules; pure-bloods first, the rest should go die. I swear one day I'll-

"Are you listening half-breed?"

"Sorry, Black. It won't happen again."

"Better not."

She glared at me. I bowed my head and backed away. I knew the pure-blood ways. Hell. I had to live with one. She turned and continued to the barrier of platform 9 ¾, obviously not thinking that I was much of a threat. I don't know if I should be insulted or relieved. It was common knowledge that Bellatrix Black was an amazing dueller. I thought that I was half-decent but I definitely didn't compare to Remus Lupin, Sirius Black and James Potter.

"Come on Jess. Let's go get a spot."

"Yeah."

Kathleen, Xavier and Dad had already past the barrier, right behind the black family, leaving Kyle, Charlie and myself standing alone in-between platform nine and ten. This was my real family. Kyle, Charlie and I were the Cross family. Xavier was one of us too, but when it came down to it, his first loyalties where to his mom, whereas ours would always be to each other.

"Shall we, then?"

"Yeah."

Even if most people couldn't tell by looking at us, we all knew that we were happier at Hogwarts then we'd ever be at home. I don't even think that where we live counts as 'home' anymore. We spent most of our time in Kyle's flat then we did in our mini-mansion anyway. We just acted like the normal teen that enjoys the holidays, when secretly the first of September is more like Christmas morning. We went through the barrier and I for the fifth time, my breath was taken away by the enormous train.

"Well, I'm off to the prefect's compartment. I've got to give a speech to all the newbies."

"Have fun, Charlie. See you around."

"See you later Jess. Bye Kyle."

"Bye."

Did I mention Charles was head boy this year? I must have forgotten. As Charlie walked off, Kyle placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Have you gotten everything?"
"Yup."

"Books? Jumper? Money for snacks?"

"I've got my books, wearing my jumper and snacks make you fat."

"She didn't give you money for snacks? Well let's see…I think I've got a few galleons in my pocket…"

He dug out some money and shoved it into my hand. I had a really bad sweet tooth and couldn't help buying candy when I had money. And it's not like I could refuse the money Kyle handed me. I hardly got any pocket money and he knew it.

"Thanks. I'll be going now. I'll write you soon, ok?"

"Alright, love you, Rabbit."

My family had been calling me rabbit ever since I could remember, and I don't know why. It never really bothered me.

"Love you too, Kyle! Bye!"

I hugged him and pushed my trunk towards the train. I picked up my rabbit's cage and levitated my trunk to float behind me. Walking onto the train I looked into compartments in attempt to find and empty one. No such luck. After a while I found one with Remus Lupin sitting in it. He was nice enough, though I hadn't really spoken to him in the five years that we've shared a common room. He was sitting alone so I logically thought that I'd join him.

"Um, hey?"

He looked up and gave me a shy smile. Wasn't a guy of many words, was he?

"Hi."

"Mind if I sit here? You're the only person I can find that I know."

"Sure. Sorry your name is Jessikah, right?"

"Yeah that's me. And you're Remus."

"Yes I am. Hey, have a seat. Don't just stand here."

"Alright."

I came in and set my trunk on the rack opposite him and plopped down. After a few moments of awkward silence I took Toast, my pet rabbit out of his cage and started petting him. He didn't like trains, or any moving thing for that matter. Then I remembered; didn't Remus have a rabbit from hell? What did they call it…a furry little problem?

"How's your rabbit?"

"What?"

He looked up, surprised. It was as if he didn't know what I was talking about.

"Your rabbit? Your furry little problem? Have you gotten rid of it?"

He visibly paled. What's with this guy? Could his pet be that bad? I guess it is. I mean, if it isn't his rabbit, his mom's sick, or he has to go visit an aunt.

"It's that bad?"

He nodded, and the train started moving. If the silence wasn't awkward before, it certainly was now. That's what I get for trying to start a conversation with one of the most popular boys in my year. I sighed and took a book out of the back pack that I had brought. It was one of my favourite muggle fairy tales; Alice in Wonderland. Kyle used to read it to me when I was little. I think it was that story that inspired my nickname, but I'm not sure.

"What's it about?"

"Pardon?"

"Your book. What's it about?"

"Oh. A girl who falls down a hole into a magical world, where rabbits talk and flowers sing. It's quite a nice place, except for the fact that there's a queen that chops off peoples head at the slightest provocation."

"Sounds a lot like our world."

"Only rabbits don't talk."

"And flowers don't sing."

"Could you imagine herbology class if they did?"

"And I thought mandrakes were bad!"

We laughed. I should have talked to him earlier. He really is nice. I guess I just was intimidated by Black and Potter, the two boys with whom he always hangs out.

"Hey! Moony! Long-time no see, mate!"

And speak of the devil. There they are. I stopped laughing, and scooted to the corner of the bench and looked at the window, petting Toast. Someone sat down next to me, but I didn't bother to turn and see. I picked up Alice in Wonderland, which I had discarded earlier in favour of Remus, but I had a hard time concentrating on it. The boys' conversation was more interesting. Sorry, Alice.

"So Moony, how was your holiday?"

"Okay, I guess. How about you James?"

"Great! Mom and Dad got me new qudditch gloves! You know my old ones had holes."

"Great! How about you, Sirius?"

"Same old, same old. Old hag is still and old hag."

No one seemed to notice me, or if they did they ignored me completely. Only once Lily Evans poked her head in the compartment did they notice I was there. Or started paying attention.

"Remus, we have a meeting with the heads it the prefects carriage. Oh. Hey Jessikah. Good holidays?"

"They were okay, I guess. Spent most of them in Charlie's flat. Kathleen got to be too much. You?"

"They were okay. Tuney hardly talked to me though."

"She'll get over it. Xavier either ignored me or was at his friend house."

Lily smiled and Remus got up. I felt like yelling 'no please don't leave me with them!' but restrained myself. After they left, an even more awkward silence set, if it was possible. And then Sirius Black spoke up.

"Wait! You know Xavier Cross?"

He looked at me expectantly. What was I supposed to say to that? He's my brother, how you not have notice in the five years we've known each other?

"Yeah, He's my brother."

Sirius looked at me in disbelief. Were we really that different? I mean sure, with his dark hair and eyes and my light brown hair and green eyes one couldn't tell that we're related but we act reasonably sibling-y. I mean, as sibling-y as a Gryffindor and Slytherin could act.

"Aren't you a half-blood?"

"So?"

"Isn't he pure-blooded?"

"The point is, Black?"

"How can you be related?"

Wow. For one of the top students in our year, he was pretty dim. Toast hopped off my lap and scurried onto his, since he was sitting next to me.

"Looks like he likes you, Padfoot."

"Shut up Prongs. I'm not fond of rats. No offence Peter."

Why, would Peter Pettigrew be offended by that statement? He should be apologizing to me! I'm the one whose rabbit he called a rat!

"Could you pass him to me please?"

Sirius unceremoniously picked Toast up and plopped my on my lap. Really? Did he really just do that? Dump my rabbit on me? He's supposed to be aristocratic! Where the hell are his manners? I shot a sideways glare at him but said nothing. I knew better then to insult the Sirius Black.

I opened up Alice in Wonderland and put all my effort into reading into reading it.

"I can't wait to get to Hogwarts." I said under my breath.

"Got a problem with me?"

Sirius turned to look at me. That's right. Trust me to open my mouth and get into trouble. I just couldn't keep my thoughts to myself. Stupid, stupid Jessikah.

"None at all. I just enjoy studying." My voice was sarcastic, and the moment that my comment came out I regretted it. His face was…angry, to say the least. Damn. I feel like I just made an enemy out of Sirius Black. Didn't I mention earlier that he wasn't a good enemy to have?

A/N: So, this is the beginning. I'm going to start on chapter two now. Review please! I'll let you pet Toast! (I actually have a rabbit that you can pet if you review. But his name is Heineken.)

All my insanity,

Tobie Cross