(A/N) I don't own Harry Potter! J.K Rowling is the only one worthy...Being James Potters sister had its perks. I could get out of trouble, I could pin my mistakes on my brothers, and I could flirt with boys without it actually meaning anything. Although, I think that they end up in the hospital wing once James is done with them.
Whoopsie!
Now, you're probably wondering why I said brothers! Well, James has three best friends. Peter, he's really short and ratty. Remus, he's tall with long scars along his face. And Sirius, he has long, black hair and he's really annoying. I can't stand him. He's like the big brother that I hate. Well, sort of anyways.
So anyways, lets get to the story!
My first year at Hogwarts was the most exciting thing ever to be mentiomed at the dinner table on August 31st. James was going into his second year and I was going into Hogwarts for the very first time! The only problem was...
Black was riding with us.
So, long story short, we got to the train at 10:59. We ran as fast as we could to the train. As it started going, I grabbed on to the bar to help littler kids get up and heaved myself onto the train. It was pretty cool. James let me in and took me down the hall by my wrist. "James! I'm not five! I can walk on my own!" I scowled at hom before I yanked my wrist out of his grip. He juat shrugged before saying, "Come with us then Etta!" I was glarimg daggers at him. "Don't call me ETTA! My names LORETTA!" I yelled before Black chimed in, "Hey, did you want to meet Remus and Peter?" He asked me as I just stared at him. I ignored him and walked faster. "How about we find your friends JAMSIE!" I said in a false sweet tone.
A/N- Sorry about the lack of dialouge. I got stuck on some writers block! I will try to put more detail into the next chapter!!