Rolling her eyes, she sighed. "Don't you two ever listen?" She asked her brothers. "Be nice to them. We were in that position once."

"Yeah; five years ago."

"They'll hate us." She said as she sat next to her two brothers in a big compartment in the back of the train.

"Why are we here so early?" One of her brothers asked.

"Don't know Mercutio. Mum probably wanted us gone; she said we can stay with whoever we meet at school who will like us." Richard replied.

"Don't be so silly, Ricky."

"It's true." They both chorused. She sighed, nodding in agreement. Running her hands through her dark hair, she looked at the compartment door that was now opening.

"Oi. Firsties, out." A guy around her age said, messy black-brown hair and blue-hazel eyes said, glaring at them all.

She glared back at him, her hazel eyes dark. "First off, we aren't first years. Second of all, we have as much rights to be here as you do."

"You aren't even British." He chuckled. "You so are a first year. Your brothers can stay. You, nope."

"Watch it, Potter." She said, her voice lowering octaves as she rose from her seat, her height matching his.

"Steph, that's Harry Potter's son." Mercutio warned.

"Yeah, and I'm Jacob and Julia Mirisha's daughter." She shot back at her brother.

Potter's eyes widened a little. "Your mother is Julia Mirisha?"

She nodded, smirking a little. "The name is Stephenie Claire Mirisha. Thirteen years of age. Ravenclaw House. The top of the year back in America. I play Beater in Quidditch. I have a dream of becoming an Auror. I sing alto in choir and I play the piano."

"Great. I'm in Ravenclaw as well."

"Damn. Looks like we'll be seeing each other more often, then." She smirked.

"C'mon Stephi, this is our compartment!"

"They have as much right to be here as we do." She repeated from the memory, her accent full-on American instead of the mixture of American and British as it was before.

"Ah, Stephenie, such a goody-two-shoes." James said as her walked in, grinning.

"Look who's talking." She shot back which made James shut up. Chuckling, she turned back to the first years in front of them. "What are your names?"

"Julia Katarou. And this is my brother, Alexander." The girl said softly. James chuckled.

"Hey, don't be so scared. You will be fine, my cousin Roxanne and Molly are starting their first year. They are right over there," he pointed to two ginger girls over by the compartment, "and will welcome you with open arms."

The siblings girl smiled, and walked over to where James was pointing. "And they didn't even notice I was Head Boy." He chuckled.

Stephenie raised an eyebrow. "They never choose anyone from the same House for the Heads."

He grinned. "I know. That's why I'm hoping it's that Gryffindor girl with the legs." With the look on his best friend's face, he chuckled. "I'm kidding, Steph! I do not like anyone in our year."

"Good. I do not want random girls coming into the Common Room, and I do not need to see some things." She sighed, shaking her head.

"What do you mean?" James raised an eyebrow, his blue-hazel eyes filled with curiosity. Stephenie pointed to the badge on her chest that had the letters "HG" on it, which perfectly matched James's but his said "HB" on it.

"Looks like we'll be working together, then." James smiled. Stephenie smiled that small smile that made James's knees go weak, but it was never shown on his face.

"It looks like it, then." She said, fully smiling, showing her new blue and bronze braces.

She has braces. It just makes her look even more amazing. I mean, she's pretty, and we have a lot in common. And we'll be sharing a common room, scratch that, her dormitory will be right across from mine.James thought. But she's my bloody best friend, and her brothers will harm me if I ever hurt her. They've known I've had a crush on her for the past two years and it annoys them to no end that all I do is talk about her –it pisses Mercutio off somewhat- but, oh hell, those eyes. Those amazing hazel eyes. And that laugh of hers. And it's not even a laugh. It's a giggle. A cute giggle.

James's dorm will be right across from mine. Oh great. And his hair. It isn't wild like his brothers. It's somewhat tamed, but not really. It sticks up in places, though. Oh, who the bloody hell cares. He will be right across from me, drawing or singing or something. Adra, Arabella, and Ruby hate the fact that he is all I talk about to him anymore-it annoys Arabella the most, the two being distant cousins and their families surprisingly close- and those eyes. They are blue, but have like a hazel tint to them. It's just amazing.

Merlin, I'm head over heels for my best friend.

Hello there (: This is my first ever fanfic, and the thing between James and Stephenie is based off me and my best friend, except I do not have braces[he does] and he is two years older than me XD Some characters are based off my friends in real life, Ricky, Mercutio, Adra, Arabella and Ruby - hell, they all are XD So please PLEASE review. I would like some opinions on this.

Stephenie~