A/N: Ok, I didn't expect to write this. I just want 2,000 views on my stories this month. Im only about 200 short, so I am gonna start writing this story. Please give me your feedback.

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"How do you think we are supposed to get onto the platform?" my parents asked each other.

"Dare you to run into it Jessie." My little brother said to me.

I grinned and ran full speed at the brick wall between platforms 9 and ten

I braced for the impact, to have my stuff go everywhere, and get yelled at by my parents for being silly.

The impact never came. Instead, I ran right through the wall. I was so surprised; I kept running until I hit a tall blond guy.

I quickly recovered after that.

I ran as quickly as I could go away from him, but this time avoided hitting anyone.

Soon enough, I found a place far enough away from the guy for him not to find me. So my stuff was put onto the train and I said goodbye to my family. Then a dilemma was reached. I couldn't figure out where to sit. So finally I decided to pick a compartment with someone who didn't look like he was going to beat me up.

I opened the door and sat down.

The boy turned and looked at me.

"Do I know you?"

I turned and looked at him and smiled. This was going better than expected. I thought for sure he was going to tell me to leave immediately.

"No, but I'm sitting in here anyway. My name's Jessica Levine and my favorite colors are red and black." I should at least make myself memorable.

He looked a bit confused now.

"Ok then… I'm Sirius. I'm also your favorite color. Sirius Black. What's your blood type?"

Now I was confused.

"AB positive." I said to him, confused to why he would ask in the first place. Was he going to take a blood sample from me or something? Maybe he would clone me. Now, that would be interesting.

"No, I mean are you a pureblood?" What the heck was a pureblood?

"What's a pureblood?"

"So you're a muggleborn." He looked like he answered a very important question. I narrowed my eyes.

"Why didn't you ask that in the first place?" I demanded from him.

He apparently decided to avoid the question.

"You have a funny accent, whereare you from?"

Well, that was rude.

"I'm from America. And I don't have an accent, you do," I informed him.

"Yes you do have an accent!"

"NO I DON'T!"

And then we kept arguing until he left to go sit in another compartment.

I gave him about half an hour to find a good place to sit and relax without me before I sought him out to annoy him and whoever he was sitting with.

When I found him, he was sitting with a black haired boy with glasses.

When I burst in (making quite the entrance if I do say so myself) both of them looked up.

"Who are you?" Sirius' friend asked with a frown

"I'm Jessica Levine and my favorite colors are red and black. Who are you?" I replied happily and fearlessly, taking a seat opposite Sirius' friend

"James Potter. So, what are your favorite types of sweets?" He said, trying to make conversation.

"Pixy-Stix, Milky Way, M&Ms, and Hershey bars."

"Never heard of them. Are you a muggleborn?"

"Yes, what else would I be?" I asked somewhat defensively, folding my arms across my chest, pouting.

"I don't know, a half blood?"

"Ok, what the hell is up with the whole 'blood' business?" I burst out suddenly and my face reddened in frustration at the racism of them.

"Why can't we just call all girls witches and all the guys wizards? Its frickin' confusing and kinda racist!"

"I did not understand a word you just said." James said with a laugh, leaning further back in his chair. I sighed as if it was extremely obvious and took a deep breath as though I was preparing to speak to an extremely stupid person.

"Ok then, let me dumb it down for you. Why do you and him," I gestured to Sirius, "call people by 'blood'?"

"It was how we were raised and it's kinda late to change habits now." Sirius interjected, probably a little annoyed that I had seemingly taken an immediate dislike toward him.

"I don't care." I huffed, but it was easy for them to see that I was no longer mad at them.

At that point the trolley came around and the witch asked us if we wanted anything. James and Sirius got a lot of sweets and I decided to help them eat them. Then two new guys walked in and sat down with us. The first was tall and wiry with brown hair and a friendly, but nervous, smile on his face. The other, who waddled along behind him like he was trying to hide, was small and fat with a short mop of sandy curls.

"Hello, my name is Remus Lupin," said the first and then indicated to the boy only partially hidden behind his back, "This is Peter Peti-"

Remus didn't get to finish because that was when my sugar rush began. I was running around, jumping up and down and laughing hysterically.

Sirius Joined me. He started to jump around laughing hysterically as well. Everyone was starting to realize that we were both secretly insane, but we were having so much fun that neither of us cared. In the end we all became friends (Well, I refused to be friends with peter; he gives me this bad vibe).

Then I poured pumpkin juice down James' front, because I didn't like it and there was nothing better to do with it, besides, it made him look like he threw up. He didn't appreciate it very much. And when I found out Remus hadn't ever had chocolate before, I forced him to eat some. He loved it.

Near the end of the train ride, we all sought out our fellow first years and did some funny stuff with them. There was a food fight, and about seven of us (including me) got covered in candy. We were the shields for our fellows. Then some upperclassmen a**holes started hexing us. Almost all of us got hit.

Once we were all on the lake, the few of us that weren't hexed or covered in food were pushed overboard, because it wasn't fair if they get to be completely comfortable. I was pushed overboard as well, as the whole 'rallying the first years' thing was my idea.