QUICK INFO

Hi hi hi! So...this is just quick information for my new story.

It's set in the marauder's time, with Lilly and James and Sirius, etc. But Peter doesn't exist. He sucks. End of story.

They're going into 6th year.

Gidget hated her life. Well, who wouldn't in her situation?

She sighed dejectedly, staring up at the dark building in front of her.

Welcome home, Gidge she said inwardly.

She sighed again and picked her bag off the ground where the matron left it.

Great, she thought as she glanced towards the sky, I'm soaked.
The rain was pouring down hard, and it seemed like the clouds were mocking the little failure of a teen below.

"Malone! Get inside!" a dark voice bellowed from the doorway.

Gidget winced and ran inside, slamming the door behind her. Without warning, a large hand closed down on her wrist.

"Late again, I see Malone. That will be 2 hours in the box darling. What a great start to the week, huh?"

Gidget glared into the face of Mr. Conway, but inwardly began to cry.

The box is a little room big enough for someone to stand in without moving. On all sides are knives, nails, etc. pointing at whoever is inside, so if they move they'll get stabbed. Gidget was VERY familiar with it; she was inside the box for several hours a day.

"Well girl? Have you anything to say for yourself?" he leered.

"I-I-" she stumbled.

Then, her eyes widened. The door!! They left the door open! This was her chance! She gave him one last glare and pulled her leg back - fwack!

Gidget heard her foot collide with, well, where the sun don't shine. Giggling, she jumped away and raced out the door, lighting speed. She glanced back and could still see him stumbling after her, bent over.

Wow, that was a good kick, she thought.

A while later, the rain still coming down, she stopped running and realized what had happened.

She was out!

But more importantly, she was alone.
In the dark.
In the rain.
In unknown territory.
Fear started to eat at her initial euphoria, and she felt a little sick. Not knowing what else to do, Gidget began to run again.

"-oh-" she exclaimed as her head collided with something hard.

Soon, everything went black.

3 people turned the corner in a small suburban neighborhood.

One boy had black hair to his chin, and was pretty good looking. He was holding a girl with long silky black hair and big blue eyes to his chest. The other boy had similar colored hair, glasses, and blue eyes as well. He was sending annoyed and embarrassed looks at the couple next to him.

This is Sirius Black, Emmy Potter, and James Potter. Emmy was Sirius's latest catch; they'd been dating all summer. And it made it even easier for them that Sirius was now living with the Potters.

Easier for them, harder for James.

He hated his best friend dating his twin sister. Course, he couldn't do anything about it. Sirius dated WHOMEVER he wanted. James had no say in that part of his friend's life. And Ems, oh she would kill him if he tried to break them up.

"Siri!" Emmy giggled. "There's a hobo in the corner!"

"Let's go throw rocks at it!" James whispered sarcastically to himself.

Turning, he saw she was right: there was a crumpled figure on the ground by a concrete wall.

"Stupid! Em they look hurt!" James said worriedly, and rushed over. Sirius followed with Emmy close behind.

"Ooooh look at her hair!" she said scathingly. "That girl needs a new hairdo".
Sirius and James both turned to look at Emmy, who was poking the girl with a stick.

"…Em", Sirius said slowly "She's bleeding on the head, and you're commenting on her hair?"

She looked up at him and made a face. James snorted at the scene in front of him and Sirius elbowed him hard.

"Ow!"

James took a closer look at the figure lying before him. She had blonde hair with red and black streaks, and Em was right, her hair looked like it had been hacked off. She was soaked through and through, so she obviously had been in the storm an hour or so ago. Her little blazer (A/N: hey he has a sister, he knows what things are called!) clung to her body and her skirt was stained and muddy. Her LITTLE skirt he thought (A/N: sorry, but he IS a guy). All she had with her was a little bag clutched tightly in her hand.

"We need to get her back home," Sirius said, breaking out of a trance.

"Right!" Emmy agreed.

James bent over and pulled the mystery girl over his shoulder. Stumbling, he asked Sirius for a hand. When he didn't get an answer, due to the fact that his best friend seemed to have moved on from the unconscious girl to the inner workings of Emmy's mouth.

James rolled his eyes.

"What's with you lately, Pads?" he said quietly.

Back at the Potter family residence, poor James quickly dumped her on the table and collapsed in a chair. Sirius and Emmy came in soon after, laughing.

James felt anger swell up in him, at his sister and his best friend. Ever since Sirius moved in he'd been all over Emmy and ignoring his supposed best friend, and Emmy was, well, still Emmy. No changes there.

"Mom!" James called up the stairs.

Anna Potter ran down the stairs when she heard the worried tone of her son's voice.

Emmy stopped her halfway down.

"Relax mommy, James is just overreacting," she sighed.

"Oh?"

"Uh-huh! There was some stupid girl with blood on her head and he's all worried like something's wrong…"

Anna smacked her forehead. Why, why, why was she given such an interesting child?

"Well darling, when someone is bleeding from the head that tends to be a somewhat serious situation!" Anna said.
She pushed past Emmy and rushed over to James and Sirius. Sirius was rummaging through a dripping bag and James was pressing a cloth to a young teen's head.

"Oh James!" she cried, hurrying over. He looked up anxiously.

"Mom thank god you're home!" he whispered.

She gently pushed him aside to take a closer look at the girl. Anna slowly pushed up her sopping sleeve to feel her heartbeat, and gasped at the cuts and bruises up her arm.

"Wow…" said Sirius softly. "That's so sad".

Anna turned to him and asked "Anything in there about her identity?" gesturing to the bag on the table.

"Yeah, a little. She lives at St. Martin's Orphanage 10 minutes from here, and she's 16."

"How 'bout a name?" James asked.

"Nothing"

"Wait – St. Martin's?" Anna asked.

"Yeah why?"

"Oh that place is horrible, absolutely dreadful!" She said mournfully. "It's no wonder she ran away, which she presumably has".

"Is she gonna be ok?" Sirius asked Anna.

"With a little rest, the poor dear will be up in no time!" Anne said.

"What'll we do with her?"

"Well," she said slowly. "She can't go back…I suppose she can stay here".

Emmy, who had just come back downstairs, objected.

"But – but mom, I don't want another girl!"

Anna rolled her eyes and picked up said problem and carried her upstairs.

"Siiiiiiri!" Emmy whined when her mother left the room.

"Don't worry, it'll be like having a sister" Sirius soothed.

She pouted and he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"That's ALL?" she groaned.

James, who was watching from a corner, closed his eyes and left, not wanting to be near them anymore.

Sirius Black was officially not his best friend, and Emmy, well a guy can't choose who he's related to.

6th year was going to suck; he could feel it.