Hey, I hope this is okay. I've been waiting all day to upload this, and I'm sure French went extra slowly just to annoy me! This story is mainly Sirius/OC although there will be a few other pairings later on. Oh, and yes, I know that Cienna isn't really spelt like that and that it should be spelt Sienna but I like it this way. (Pronounced Sea-en-a)

(Cienna's POV)

The platform was crowded with people. Farewells, reunions, all happening in a small, tightly packed space. A young teenage girl was sitting on one of the metal benches, watching and waiting. She was seemingly alone, and nobody paid her much notice. But she was content with it that way. She had always been a bit of an outsider, distancing herself away from others. Not purposely, in fact, often she was barely even conscious of doing so. She just preferred to think to herself, rather than out loud. For that, she reflected, was a big part of people's speech. To her it seemed highly unnecessary and a complete waste of precious time. As she was mulling this over, a whirlwind on the far side of the platform was racing towards her. Lily Evans was barrelling her way through the crowd as fast as she could for two reasons. One, she really wanted to see her best friend. Two, she was escaping.

She spotted the young girl sitting on the same bench that she sat on every year, and a smile broke out onto her face. She really had missed her.

"Cienna." Lily cried out as she practically jumped onto the younger girl. In fact, Cienna only just had time to stand up before being engulfed in a huge hug.

"Thank God you're there. I was getting so worried and he was just winding me up but I had to find you and oh..." Lily had to take a deep breath before continuing.

"He's such an arrogant toe-rag and yes, yes, I know he's your friend but still. He just goes out of his way to annoy me. And his friend, he's just...erugh!" Lily exclaimed, "I don't know how you manage to put up with him."

"He's not so bad." Cienna murmured, wanting to stick up for her childhood friend but not wanting to lie.

"Anyway, let's just forget about them. They're stupid, foolish, ungrateful, annoying twerps who need to grow up and get a life. Enough said." Lily ended this with a triumphant smile before looking at her watch and, exclaiming that they were going to miss the train, leapt away, with Cienna following in her footsteps.

Having already put her trunk on the train Cienna kept her eyes on the red head making her way through the crowd in front of her. A brief swell of excitement coursed through her as she took in the sight of the gleaming red train, but she pushed it down, reminding herself of her brother at home. Finally, having squeezed her way past everyone, she came to a compartment filled with teenage girls. All were extraordinarily beautiful in some way or another, and, as she slide open the door, all six of them looked towards her. Cienna gave a slight smile and, placing her shoulder bag on the floor, took the window seat that Lily always saved for her. The girls were deep in a conversation, and, not wanting to interrupt, Cienna contented herself with studying each one to see how they had changed over the long summer break.

Siting next to her there was Lily Evans, the golden girl of Gryffindor, and the envy of most of the female population in school. With her long, wavy red hair, almond shaped green eyes and her tall, slender figure there was no doubt in anyone's mind that she was one of the prettiest girls at the school. But physical appearance was not what made Lily Evans so renowned. It was her kindness that she showed to everyone (apart from a certain messy haired boy and his accomplice) and the fact that although she was muggleborn, she was one of the brightest witches in the school, let alone the year. Cienna saw that her hair was an inch or so shorter, and that Lily herself was an inch or so taller. She smiled to herself, Lily hated being so tall, which in reality was only 5ft8, but in Lily's world was a big problem. She would often complain about how she had to refuse boys shorter than her, on the principle that it just wasn't right to go out with someone two inches shorter that her.

Next to Lily was a baby blue eyed pixie that went by the name of Alice Prewett. She was short, only 5ft4, with a curly blond bob and a tan little face. However, she wasn't to be crossed for she was very handy with hexes, and was always dying to try out new ones. She had been going out with Frank Longbottom since third year, and most of the year was making bets on when he'd propose.

Opposite Alice sat a stunner. That was the only word to describe Marlene McKinnon. With her long black hair, cat green eyes, never ending legs and everlasting tan, Marlene was a hit with the lads. She only had one rule. Never let a boy come between a good friendship. For Marlene most certainly valued her friends.

On Marlene's left was another enviably tanned girl. This tan, however, was gotten from spending hours outside playing quidditch. Mary Smith was a muggleborn and although she had spent two years trying to remember which way to hold her wand, she had taken to flying like a fish to water. Her nut brown eyes were always warm and friendly, and her chestnut hair, when down, was wavy and never, much to Alice's dismay, frizzy. She was talking animatedly to another quidditch freak.

Emmeline Vance was gorgeous. She was also tall like Lily, but was curvier, much to the boy's pleasure. Her hair was the colour of golden corn, and her eyes were like chocolate. She had the sort of effortless beauty that made anyone who saw her jealous. She also, treasured her friends, for her life at home was lonely. She wasn't unloved, quite the opposite. Her parents were mega rich, but had to work a lot. So she was often left home without anyone to play with as a child. Her parents were worried about what would happen when she went to school but they needn't have been. Bold as brass, Emmy had walked up to Alice and Mary, and since then had never spent a day alone again.

Lastly, opposite Cienna sat a shy looking girl with glasses. Dorcas Meadowes was the second quietist girl in the compartment. She had straight light brown hair, light green eyes and a gentle expression. Get her on a guitar however, and she transformed. No longer was she the shy school girl, but a musical genius. She was reading, but seeming to feel Cienna's gaze she looked up and sent her a smile, which was returned, albeit a fair bit smaller. Cienna didn't smile much. She didn't mean to be a downer or anything, just, it wasn't often that something made her happy enough to...No, don't go there she thought to herself, don't remind yourself of that again. And with her mental telling off over, she turned to the window and listened to her friends meaningless chatter as she watched the country pass her by.

Right, hope it was okay. Please tell me if something doesn't make sense. I just wanted to get this out of the way, but I also wanted to introduce some of the main characters. Sorry if it was boring. And don't worry, trouble is in the next one!

Megs