{Authors Note: This is my first ever time writing a fanfiction (I know everyone says this), I would really appreciate it if you were honest about my writing in any comments you wright. Please enjoy. ^.^ }
Disclaimer: All recognizable content is J.K Rowling's genius not mine.
Chapter 1- Changing Names
Ten fifty four, the old clock reads.
'Almost time for you to leave, better hurry up' drawls a drained man cloaked in ebony robes. His attention pinned to a child, his child. The young girl peers over her black, framed glasses at her tall, looming father. Her face burns red as a small tear is drawn to her eye, it bubbles in the corner before it is blinked away to run down her face. Her green orbs flaked with brown, glisten as she stares round to the red engine filling with children. Her feet carry her to an open carriage, not looking back to where he stands. Her fragile frame is pushed and shoved by excited students. A small hiss escapes her lips as a boy swings his over filled bag into her side. The girl falls back against the wooden panels of the train walls. Eyelids encase her eyes, tears threatening to spill and give away her pain.
'I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I-I….' The soft voice trailed off. A gentle hand pulls her towards the sound while another touches her face. 'I didn't mean to make you cry, here' the student's voice welcomed her to open her eyes. Before her stood a boy, no older than her with mousey blond hair and eyes that an angel could be proud of. They swirled with honey tones and butter highlights. His hand lay out before him, offering a chocolate bar wrapped in golden foil and finished with a blue paper sleeve. The bar had been opened and re-wrapped multiple times it seemed by the way the foil curled around the remaining chocolate.
'Take it, it'll make you feel better' he placed the gift into her outstretched hand. 'Um, if you don't mind me asking…w-what your name?' the question hung in the air. Her heart pounded thinking about what he will think of her if she revealed her name to him. He seemed sweet unlike her family, the noble house of Belldevoir. Will he know of the dark history surrounding her name or the dark blood that runs through her veins?
'Soraya Bell…' She stopped short of her full name; perhaps it is best for now. Perhaps forever, for her name to stay as an empty meaning to those who hear it. She turned to the window, glancing out to see dark intruding eyes. He stood in the crowds of other parents waving goodbye to their beloved children, but he just stood, unmoving, unloving.
'Pretty name, mines Lupin, Remus Lupin' his arm extends forward open and inviting. Soraya leans to shake the hand but Remus steps back pulling down at his knitted jumper .The coarse fabric covering his knuckles. The shaggy ends of his fringe shield his eyes. 'S-sorry, cold…' He offers as an explanation. The pink blush floods his face revealing his embracement. He steps to the side to leave the compartment they had stood in.
'Don't go, why don't you stay in here, I think everywhere else will be full' the suggestion stops Remus in his tracks. He thinks over what just happened, he acted strange around Soraya but she still wants him to stay.
'I mean you can go if you want, I'm not stopping you or anything…' her pink lips close around the finale words of her invite. She slopes down to sit on the train seat. Soraya pulls away her dark scarf and folds the length of material on the table in front of her. Her gaze graces the outside world for a mere second before she spots the pale Remus Lupin sitting across from her. She smiles at him, a warm honest smile, one she has never given before to a human. Her normal interaction with humans is cold and unpleasant. Her smiles tend to only appear for animals or a warm summer day which lights up the garden in just the right way. For special moments in time, for every time she smiles, she hopes to remember the moment it happens forever.
Green fields blurred past the window, framed by red curtains. The two of them sat reading through Soraya's copy of Quiditch through the Ages.
'So the snitch was named after the golden Snidget?' Remus's finger traces the inked in drawing of the small bird. His head cocks to one side as he leans in a little closer. 'Did you draw this one?' His slender hand moves back from the book to show her the blue picture. Soraya nods, looking down to where his finger graces the page. 'You're really good at drawing' a muttered thanks touches her lips. She turns to the compartment door as it's hastily pushed aside. A flurry of red hair and black rode swirled round the door. 'Lilly, Evans do you mind if I sit with you guys?' Lilly gave a pleading look. One small nod from Remus and the girl swooped down to place herself across from him and Soraya.
'So you two are first years too, right? Are you excited? I am! What house do you want to be in? I want to be a Ravenclaw that would be great!' Lilly bounced in her seat flashing her Green orbs at the quiet pair across from her. She sunk back a little feeling her personality bowl them over.
'Sorry, I get a little excited meeting new people who are like me, well us, you know magic. So what are your names?'