Read please!

This is my first story being uploaded here onto fanfiction. It may be the first one im actually confident of :)

I think we can all agree that Sirius is pretty epic, being that there are like.. a bajillion (that's a big number) girl OC's being paried up with him.

Us fangirls can't resist :D

Pleeaase give my story a try? I'll love you forever if you do?

Oh and, im new to this whole thing. Everything about this site. I only ever read stories on here for the past year, LOL.

Alright, i need stop talking. Enjoy the story :) (first chapters will be pretty boring. To me, anyway)

I do NOT own J.K Rowling's characters, nor do i own Harry Potter or Sirius Black (although i wish i did)

I only own any unrecognizable characters (Brielle, Anna, etc ) and the plot.

Chapter 1: The Train Ride

It was a rainy, dreary day. Men and women bustled around, trench coats slapping against their wet clothes. A car honked down the road as a small child, laughing, ran in front of it. The child was swept up by their mother, who seemed to have paled. She hurried out of the way and sat her child down on the curb, prepared to give them a speech on to not run in front of moving vehicles.

I smiled to myself, turning back to the train platform of King's Cross station. I tightened my grip on my trolley with one hand, staring down at the letter I was holding with the other. The letter's elegant scripture was now smeared with rainwater. I tried to make sense of where I was supposed to be.

Platform nine and three quarters.

What was that supposed to mean? I thought to myself. Maybe they made a mistake.

My befuddlement was interrupted by a pretty red-head. She, too, had a trolley. She was around my age, and was happily striding towards a wall between platforms nine and ten. She paused for a moment, glancing around as if seeing if anyone was watching, and ran for the wall. She disappeared right through the solid brick.

My eyes widened in the surprise. That must be it, then. If it's not, then i'll just make a fool of myself as my stuff breaks and I crack open my head. Again, I glanced towards the huge clock above the train platform. It was dangerously close to eleven, the time that the train, Hogwarts Express, was supposed to leave.

I tried to replicate the girls' moves, glancing around to check anyone was staring at me. Then, gripping my trolley with both hands now, I ran for the solid wall.

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't help but laughing out loud. The first time I laughed in what seemed like forever, actually. What loomed before me made me feel so accomplished. There, big and grand, was the shockingly red train, the Hogwarts Express.

Families were scattered here and there, saying goodbye to their children as they were to be headed off to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. There were many hugs and tears, mothers double checking that their offspring were ready to go, making sure they'd write to them, and fathers smiling, gleamingly proud.

The students ranged from ages eleven to seventeen. They started to hurriedly hop onto the train with their friends.

I felt an odd, stabbing pain in my stomach. It saddened me to know that these people grew up with each other, their friends. I had no one to look for, no one to get to save a seat for me in the compartments. I was new to this school, new to this whole country, even. Scratch that, I was new to this whole side of the world.

The whistle of the train woke me up from my sad little daydream.

"Bloody hell..." I muttered. I ran to the train, failingly sliding my trunk onto it. I lifted up a pet carrier, which held my pride any joy, Mandy, my Siberian kitten. Hopping into the train, I hustled through the long hallway. The plush carpets, the polished walls, everything seemed so fabulous. I peered into the compartments, looking for an empty one so that I could worry on my own account, alone. Unfortunately for me, none seemed to be open. Near the back, I stopped as I peered into one. It was the girl from the platform, the pretty red-head.

Mustering up some dignity, I slid open the door to the compartment, noting that there was also another pretty girl in there with blond, curly princess hair.

"Em.. do you mind if I sit in here for the ride?" I asked weakly, twirling a strand of my jet black hair nervously.

The red-head smiled, her bright green eyes twinkling. "Of course. Here, I'll make some room for your trunk. It's actually supposed to go into the storage compartment, but that's all right." I blushed, but smiled at her acceptance.

"Really? Wow, sorry.. I didn't know"

"No, really. It's no problem." She shuffled a couple bags and took out a wand, moving the bags to a shelf above the compartment's seats. "I'm Lily Evans." She stuck her hand out, a smile still planted on her face. "And this is Anna Moore." Lily gestured toward the pretty blond, who had stood up and was standing beside Lily, also holding her hand out.

I returned the smile, and found the courage to shake both their hands. "I'm Brielle Pandora."

Anna's eyebrows shot up, a smirk playing on her face. "Where are you from?" She asked.

I shifted a little, setting - more like sliding - my trunk and having it sit in the corner, setting the pet carrier on top of it and letting Mandy out.( "-this is Mandy, my cat." ) She immediately darted under the seat, hiding for the rest of the ride. "Brazil, actually. I'm from the Amazon."

Lily and Anna both seemed genuinely surprised. Lily sat down and turned to me. I was ready for the questions.

"That's from the whole other side of the muggle world! I didn't even know that wizarding families lived there."

"Only a couple. Us Pandora's, then there's the Ventura's, Zimmerman's, and the Santiago's. A couple others... but I i only ever talked to those three families. Who knows, there might be fifty more south american wizarding families. My family is originally from Greece. Can you believe that there has never been a son born into my family? Every child has been a daughter. So the other wizarding families called the women side of my family the Amazonians." I smiled, proud to share this with other people.

"Wait. Why do you have an english accent?" Lily asked. She leaned forward to try and persuade Mandy from under the seat, cooing her name.

I smirked at this question and dropped the fake accent i had adopted ever since stepping into the borders of England. Instead, i went for my normal, casual tone. I had a slight Portuguese accent, so faint you could barely notice. "Fake accent. It's not hard for me to use an English accent. My family being from Greece and all. Slight alternations."

"That's so neat." Anna giggled. "You have that dark beauty about you. I bet the boys will go crazy-"

"Anna!" Lily laughed, her bright green eyes lighting up again. "It's her first day here! You don't need to go and make her nervous!"

I laughed, too, picking up the accent again. "No worry about that. I'm already nervous as can be."

"So why did you move here?" Lily continued, shifting in her seat as she tucked her knees in, quitting on trying to get Mandy out from her hiding place.

I could feel the light dimming in my eyes. I stared at the ground, contemplating on how to word this.

"My mother. She said that Brazil was too dangerous for me, that I'd be safer if I was around other witches and wizards my age, that I should go to a public school here in England, where apparently wizarding schools are strongest-" Lily's mouth opened again to ask another question. Already knowing what it was, I continued. "-i was taught at home by private tutors and friends of my father's."

Anna tilted her head. "So how old are you?"

I smiled. "Fifteen, going on sixteen on January 5th." I replied. "Professor McGonnagal - That's her name, right?- told me that I'd be considered a fiftth year at hogwarts."

"We're both fifteen too! I'll be sixteen on the twentieth of his month." Anna smiled proudly. Lily was laughing, too.

"Did McGonnagal tell you about the houses?" Lily asked.

"Yes, actually. Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindore, and Slytherin. Right?" They nodded. "I don't know much about each though." I scrunched up my nose, staring out at the passing country outside of the window. Rain was still pounding against the trees of the woods outside.

"We're both in Gryffindore. Gryffindore house is where the 'brave and the bold' are sorted into. The loyal, strong-hearted. Ravenclaw is the house that holds the wittiest of the students. Hufflepuff consists of friendships and students sorted there tend to be very loyal...but none seem to do well in class or in sports. Slytherin...Slytherin is the house where the slimy, power-seeking, sly, bloody death-eater wannabes can be found." Anna said the last part angrily.

"Anna, not ALL of Slytherin house is slimy.. well..maybe one or two aren't..." Lily argued.

"Lily, you know that Slytherin house belongs to the death eaters!"

"Oh shush.."

"You're only defending them because of Snivillus." Anna rolled her eyes. I laughed as Lily's face turned red, frighteningly matching her hair.

Lily decided to change the subject. "So, Brielle. Did Professor McGonnagal tell you when you're going to be sorted.?"

Aah, here's the embarrassing part. "I have to be sorted with the first-years.." I mumbled sympathetically to myself.

"Aw..poor baby.." Anna and Lily failed to hide their laughter.

Suddenly, the compartment door slid open. A fairly handsome student that looked our age poked his head in. He has black hair that stood up in all directions, his glasses seeming to make his angular features more noticeable. His hazel eyes brightened when he saw Lily. "Oi! Evans!"

Lily's smile melted, just like that. Her green eyes dimmed, but I could notice the red blush staying on her pretty face. "What do you want, Potter?"

He strode in without invitation, putting his hands in his pockets. "Evans, What ever happened to your Prefect duty? Remus is waiting. He's been covering for you for the past half hour." He smiled. "Is Miss Evans starting to forget her duties?"

Lily immediately jumped up, clutching to the sides of her face. "Bloody hell! I forgot! Oh no.. I am so dead.." she darted from the room, running down the hallway. Students cursed at her as she ran into them, but she kept running.

The boy turned around and looked at Anna and I. Anna rolled her eyes. "James, maybe she'd give you a chance if you weren't so cocky."

I lifted my eyebrows, smirking. "Is James Lily's puppy dog?" Anna bursts out laughing. James looked at me, mad at first, but then was taken back. Looks like Mr. Prettyboy finally recognized the stranger in the compartment.

"Who's this?" He asked.

"Well, Potter. This is Brielle Pandora. Lily and I are going to teach her to jinx you and Sirius into the next dimension." Anna sat back in her seat, pursing her lips as she winked at me.

"Of course. She'll have to try not to be too charmed by us if that'll happen." James smiled at me, already trying to charm me over to the dark side. "Sirius is gonna be interested in you, Pandora. You seem to be high on the good looks scale, so you'll be eligible for him. Along with Moore of course." His eyes flickered to Anna for a moment.

I laughed, already disliking this ' Sirius ' person. "What? Is Sirius one of those losers who try and get every girl to snog him? Maybe looking for a good shag, also?"

"Actually." A deep, seductive voice came from the hallway. "I don't need to try. I get girls with the snap of my fingers."

A tall figure loomed in the entrance of the compartment. He seemed athletically built. He had black hair that elegantly fell past his ears, full, light pink lips and light,olive skin. He had a sort of royal air about him, along with something about his features that screamed out 'royal blood'. His gray-blue eyes bored into mine. He was something that only existed in dreams, a god of Olympus, a model hands down on the cover of an American magazine.

Alright, he was probably the most hottest thing I had ever laid eyes on, but still, I wasn't going to let anyone know that.

I tried not to let my reaction show, so I kept my poker face. This was quite difficult, actually."I don't see how."

I could practically feel Anna's laughter shaking the walls behind me, and even James seemed to crack a smile. "She's got you, Padfoot." he said to Sirius.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "And who are you, new girl?"

"Me? Oh, I'm just a helpless, lovesick puppy waiting to be swept up into a kiss by a self-centered git like you." I sneered. That was another thing about me. I absolutely hated guys who thought that they could get anything they wanted, that they could get a pretty girl in bed with just a snap of their fingers. Then again, was it smart of me to make enemies on the first day of meeting new witches and wizards?

"See, Black, you're love spell doesn't work on her." Anna squeezed my shoulder.

"Seemed to have worked on you, Moore. You didn't seem to mind those sessions in the broom closet with me, now did you?" Sirius shot back. That shut Anna up, and she stared at the ground, the light in her eyes i had always seen leaving her.

Alright, this guy was seriously pissing me off. I made a slight movement, and at this, he reached for his wand in his pocket.

But after years in the jungle, my reflexes were much too swift and fast. I had my 11 inch, passiflora & cherry wand out before he could get halfway to his pocket.

"Tarantallegra!" I shouted. Sirius's feet immediately started to dance like one of those people you see at fairs, the ones that danced like leprechauns.

"Agh!" he couldn't stop the movement of his feet. He just danced, with Anna and I laughing hysterically, tears forming in our stinging eyes. Other students started to appear in the hallway, looking in at the commotion, More snickers were heard from down the hall. It would've been so much more fun if James hadn't known the counter-curse.

Sirius's feet stopped dancing, and he looked up angrily at me. "Look, new girl, you have no idea what James and I are capable of-"

"I know that YOU'RE capable of making a total inconsiderable git of yourself in public. By the way, Black. My name is Brielle Pandora. I am female. I came from Brazil and a pure blood family. And I will not fall for womanizers, nor will I pull a one-on and snog you silly in broom closets."

And with that, I shoved him outside of the compartment and slammed the door into his and James' faces.

When I turned around, Anna was still smiling, her blue eyes glinting with a dangerous twirk.

"Brielle Pandora. We have met a merely three hours ago, and you have already befriended a couple of the most popular girls of hogwarts, even though you just got here from the other side of the world, and you managed to make Sirius Black, womanizer of Hogwarts, make a fool of himself. I already love you." Anna surprised me by embracing me in a hug. I hugged back.

Lily found us embraced a couple seconds later as she slid open the door. "You guys are already the gossip of the school, and it's only the train ride yet! Everyone is saying that Miss Pandora here already chose the worst people in hogwarts to be enemies with. Look at you guys! You're practically glowing!"

Lily joined in on the hug. "I hope you're sorted into Gryffindore, Brielle."

Tears stung at my eyes. This wasn't too bad.

"Me Too."

A/N: Alright, this chapter was uber sucky. But it WILL get better. I seriously never picked up the talent of making good opening chapters. But yeah, since im actually going to TRY and finish this whole story, the first couple chapters will be fillers.

Fillers- Chapters that give you the essential information needed to understand the story and its plot.

Yep. Your jealous at my sucky definition on a word im not even sure of :D

Tell me what you think so far- you know what, nevermind. Tell me what you think after the third chapter.

im too scared to look at reviews since im also afraid of someone not liking story -

How bout constructive criticism, hmm? (:

ALSO:

Brielle's story will be explained throughout the next chapters, so.. yeah. CONFUSEMENT = POWER.

no not really x)

-Kalli