Sirius's First
Chapter 1
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything here, because all of these characters belong to J.K. Rowling who created them!!!! All of this material is not mine, and I do not own it. (Well, except for the characters I created. I do own those.) Thank you!
Ok, this is starting off at the train station in Sirius Black's first year, from his P.O.V.
I ran with my trolley towards the barrier, my parents trailing behind me. I was late for my meeting with my best friend, James Potter. We had decided to meet at the barrier between platforms 9 and 10 at 10:30, and it was already 10:35.
As I approached, James grinned at me, shaking his head. "Late again, are we Sirius?" he asked with a laugh.
I panted back, "Well, what do you expect? I mean, there were Muggles all over, and it was hard to get through, and-"
"Oh, Sirius, stop making up excuses. Hello James, how are you dear?" my mother interrupted me.
"I'm fine, thanks," James replied politely. It was funny to see him looking so innocent. I snickered, and he glared at me. "Mrs. Black, you must excuse us though. We should hurry through in order to get good seats on the train," he continued with an angelic smile at my mum.
"Oh, of course dear, bless your soul. Now, Sirius, I don't want to hear about you causing any more trouble, you hear me? If I get even one owl about your behavior, I'm going to……ooooh, you will sure be sorry!!!" she said, turning on me.
"Yes Mum," I squeaked. I could never understand why she always yelled at me, even though I hadn't done anything wrong (yet).
"Oh, Diana, give the boy a break. He'll behave as long as he stays with young James here," my father told my mum.
"Oh, all right. Well, boys, have a wonderful school year. We love you, and stay out of trouble!" Mum called after us.
"Write us lots!" yelled Dad.
"Okay, bye Mum! Bye Dad!" I yelled back.
"Bye Mr. and Mrs. Black!" James called to them.
With that, we rushed through the barrier to Platform 9 ¾.
After we had found an empty compartment and had settled in, a pair of boys about our age stuck their heads in.
One of them, a tall boy with light brown hair and muddy brown eyes said, "Can we sit with you two? Every other place is packed."
James looked at me. I nodded, and he nodded back. "Sure. I'm Sirius Black," I answered.
"And I'm James Potter."
"I'm Remus Lupin," said the tall boy.
The other, a short, rather round person with dirty blond hair and slightly squinty blue eye said, "I'm Peter Pettigrew."
The two sat down, and we started talking about Hogwarts and various other things. After several games of Exploding Snap and an argument about quidditch teams, we were restless. Remus suggested meeting other people, and we all agreed on this. (Actually, James and I did mainly because we wanted to know our prank targets better.)
The first compartments were so full of people that we decided not to talk to anybody. It would have gotten confusing, so we simply stood out of the way. The next bunch weren't filled too much, but they contained older students, and we weren't interested in meeting them. Then, we came to one that only had four girls in it. They looked about our age, so we stepped in.
"Hi! I'm James Potter. This is Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew," James stated, pointing to each of us as he said our name,
A green-eyed redhead stood up. "I'm Lily Evans. This is Quinn Thompson, Juniper Connin, and Rika Jordan," she responded, pointing to each of her friends. One of them, the one Lily had said was Rika, stood out from the rest. She had a very striking appearance, with long blonde hair and black eyes. Her skin was paper pale, which only made her eyes stand out more. I didn't know why, but somehow I could tell that there was something different about her.
"Wait, Quinn Thompson? Are you Josh Thompson's little sister?" Remus asked, eyes wide. Josh Thompson was a world famous chaser for the Wimbourne Wasps.
Quinn smiled and nodded. "Yeah, that's me all right." She had chocolate brown hair tied up in a ponytail and clear gray eyes. These eyes stared fearlessly at us, measuring us up.
Lily inquired in a somewhat snobby tone, "What are you guys doing here anyways?"
"Meeting people. Is that allowed?" I retorted.
"Well yeah, but then why are you staying here?" she shot back.
"Because we feel like it," snapped James.
"That was weak James, really weak," I muttered to him with a grin.
He grinned back. "I know, but oh well. Well, girls, is it ok if we stay here for a while?"
After looking at the others for agreement, Juniper said, "Sure, as long as you don't start acting like jerks. And by the way, are you two brothers?" Her blue eyes looked at us questioningly, and she ran a hand through her shoulder-length hair.
James and I said, "Who me?" at the same time. Everyone let out a short laugh, and James and I looked at each other. For the first time, I realized that we did have similar looks. We both had black hair, though his was messy and mine was straight. We both had gray eyes, but his were framed with glasses. We were both tall, though I was a bit shorter than he. All in all, we did look like brothers.
"No," I said after a moment. "But we are best friends."
The girls accepted this. "Well, before you came, we were talking about what houses we wanted to be in. I want to be in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw," Rika said.
"Gryffindor or Hufflepuff for me!" announced Juniper.
"Only Gryffindor for me," said Quinn.
"It doesn't matter to me, as long as it's not Slytherin," shrugged Lily.
"What about you guys?" asked Rika.
After a moment of thought, James said, "Well, I really hope for Gryffindor, but Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are okay too, I guess."
"Yeah, same here," I said.
"Ditto," added Remus.
"Same here, I guess…….but, um, guys?" Peter interrupted, looking somewhat nervous. "We should go back, 'cause it's only half an hour until we reach Hogwarts, and we still need to change."
"Oh, right," James said, and looked at me. I nodded, took one last look at Rika, still curious about the odd feeling I had about her, and said, "Bye girls. See ya inside."
"Bye," chorused Juniper, Quinn, and Rika. Lily hadn't said a word; she looked rather pouty.
"Bye Lila. Cheer up, will ya?" James smirked at her.
"My name is NOT Lila!" she yelled angrily.
"Ok, whatever. Bye," James said. We left the girls and went back to out compartment. (On our way out, I think I heard Lily mutter, "And I must have misheard him when he said his name was James. He must have really said Jerk!")
An hour later, we were inside the Great Hall. The Sorting Ceremony was about to begin!
We waited nervously in line. I was one of the first to be sorted. After Anderson, Jacob, Abbot, Laura, and Barret, Karen were sorted, my name was called.
"Black, Sirius!"
I nervously stepped forward, trying not to let anyone see the look of anxiety on my face. I sat down, and the teacher placed the ragged Sorting Hat on my head.
"Hmmm, very difficult you are, young Black. Yes, I see a definite wealth of knowledge, so Ravenclaw would be a nice place for you, but there's also a very, very strong spot of a hard worker in you, so Hufflepuff could be great also. Then again, I see a love of rule breaking and being on top, so Slytherin could be the place for you, but that is all overruled by a great courage. Yes, you have the courage and other qualities that belong to a GRYFFINDOR!!!" the Hat said to me, shouting this last word to everyone else. There was applause, and the teacher took the hat off my head.
I walked to the Gryffindor table, waving at my friends and wearing a shocked grin. Sitting down, a prefect with red hair and a ton of freckles said, "Welcome to Hogwarts. I'm Arthur Weasley, and if you have any questions, just ask me."
"Okay, thanks!" I said to him. Then I watched the rest of the sorting.
We were sorted in this order (with other people in between): Juniper, Lily, Rika, Remus, Peter, James, and Quinn. We were in the following houses (respectively): Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, and Gryffindor. All of us got through it in a reasonably calm, dignified manner. Except, when Rika was being sorted, she went even paler then usual for a moment, and closed her eyes. I made a mental note to talk to James about her.
We were led to the Gryffindor Common Room by 3 prefects: Arthur, whom I had already met, a girl named Molly Figg, who appeared to be his girlfriend, and a tall, black haired girl named Minerva McGonagall.
After walking down several corridors and up several staircases, we arrived at a painting of a very fat lady in a ridiculously ruffled pink dress. "Well, hello there! Welcome to Hogwarts, first years! Now, Minerva, what's the password?" she said in a cheery voice.
Minerva looked at us over her horn-rimmed spectacles. "In order to get into the common room, you must tell the Fat Lady the password. It changes occasionally, and currently, it is quozzelbee. Now, if you forget this password, you won't be able to get into the common room unless you have someone with you that knows it. Also, do not, under any circumstances, reveal the password to anyone from another house," She told us with a rigidly strict tone of voice.
"Minerva, you're scaring them," Molly pointed out. To this, Minerva just scowled and said, "Well, they need to learn the rules."
And with that, the Fat Lady's portrait swung open, and we stepped inside.
Ok, you read it, now review it please!!!!! If enough people like it, I'll write another chapter ASAP!!!! Also, if you want, you can email me at unicorn726@admin.balita.org but make sure that you make the subject "fanfic" (or at least include that in it). Thanks!!!!
~Torq
Chapter 1
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything here, because all of these characters belong to J.K. Rowling who created them!!!! All of this material is not mine, and I do not own it. (Well, except for the characters I created. I do own those.) Thank you!
Ok, this is starting off at the train station in Sirius Black's first year, from his P.O.V.
I ran with my trolley towards the barrier, my parents trailing behind me. I was late for my meeting with my best friend, James Potter. We had decided to meet at the barrier between platforms 9 and 10 at 10:30, and it was already 10:35.
As I approached, James grinned at me, shaking his head. "Late again, are we Sirius?" he asked with a laugh.
I panted back, "Well, what do you expect? I mean, there were Muggles all over, and it was hard to get through, and-"
"Oh, Sirius, stop making up excuses. Hello James, how are you dear?" my mother interrupted me.
"I'm fine, thanks," James replied politely. It was funny to see him looking so innocent. I snickered, and he glared at me. "Mrs. Black, you must excuse us though. We should hurry through in order to get good seats on the train," he continued with an angelic smile at my mum.
"Oh, of course dear, bless your soul. Now, Sirius, I don't want to hear about you causing any more trouble, you hear me? If I get even one owl about your behavior, I'm going to……ooooh, you will sure be sorry!!!" she said, turning on me.
"Yes Mum," I squeaked. I could never understand why she always yelled at me, even though I hadn't done anything wrong (yet).
"Oh, Diana, give the boy a break. He'll behave as long as he stays with young James here," my father told my mum.
"Oh, all right. Well, boys, have a wonderful school year. We love you, and stay out of trouble!" Mum called after us.
"Write us lots!" yelled Dad.
"Okay, bye Mum! Bye Dad!" I yelled back.
"Bye Mr. and Mrs. Black!" James called to them.
With that, we rushed through the barrier to Platform 9 ¾.
After we had found an empty compartment and had settled in, a pair of boys about our age stuck their heads in.
One of them, a tall boy with light brown hair and muddy brown eyes said, "Can we sit with you two? Every other place is packed."
James looked at me. I nodded, and he nodded back. "Sure. I'm Sirius Black," I answered.
"And I'm James Potter."
"I'm Remus Lupin," said the tall boy.
The other, a short, rather round person with dirty blond hair and slightly squinty blue eye said, "I'm Peter Pettigrew."
The two sat down, and we started talking about Hogwarts and various other things. After several games of Exploding Snap and an argument about quidditch teams, we were restless. Remus suggested meeting other people, and we all agreed on this. (Actually, James and I did mainly because we wanted to know our prank targets better.)
The first compartments were so full of people that we decided not to talk to anybody. It would have gotten confusing, so we simply stood out of the way. The next bunch weren't filled too much, but they contained older students, and we weren't interested in meeting them. Then, we came to one that only had four girls in it. They looked about our age, so we stepped in.
"Hi! I'm James Potter. This is Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew," James stated, pointing to each of us as he said our name,
A green-eyed redhead stood up. "I'm Lily Evans. This is Quinn Thompson, Juniper Connin, and Rika Jordan," she responded, pointing to each of her friends. One of them, the one Lily had said was Rika, stood out from the rest. She had a very striking appearance, with long blonde hair and black eyes. Her skin was paper pale, which only made her eyes stand out more. I didn't know why, but somehow I could tell that there was something different about her.
"Wait, Quinn Thompson? Are you Josh Thompson's little sister?" Remus asked, eyes wide. Josh Thompson was a world famous chaser for the Wimbourne Wasps.
Quinn smiled and nodded. "Yeah, that's me all right." She had chocolate brown hair tied up in a ponytail and clear gray eyes. These eyes stared fearlessly at us, measuring us up.
Lily inquired in a somewhat snobby tone, "What are you guys doing here anyways?"
"Meeting people. Is that allowed?" I retorted.
"Well yeah, but then why are you staying here?" she shot back.
"Because we feel like it," snapped James.
"That was weak James, really weak," I muttered to him with a grin.
He grinned back. "I know, but oh well. Well, girls, is it ok if we stay here for a while?"
After looking at the others for agreement, Juniper said, "Sure, as long as you don't start acting like jerks. And by the way, are you two brothers?" Her blue eyes looked at us questioningly, and she ran a hand through her shoulder-length hair.
James and I said, "Who me?" at the same time. Everyone let out a short laugh, and James and I looked at each other. For the first time, I realized that we did have similar looks. We both had black hair, though his was messy and mine was straight. We both had gray eyes, but his were framed with glasses. We were both tall, though I was a bit shorter than he. All in all, we did look like brothers.
"No," I said after a moment. "But we are best friends."
The girls accepted this. "Well, before you came, we were talking about what houses we wanted to be in. I want to be in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw," Rika said.
"Gryffindor or Hufflepuff for me!" announced Juniper.
"Only Gryffindor for me," said Quinn.
"It doesn't matter to me, as long as it's not Slytherin," shrugged Lily.
"What about you guys?" asked Rika.
After a moment of thought, James said, "Well, I really hope for Gryffindor, but Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are okay too, I guess."
"Yeah, same here," I said.
"Ditto," added Remus.
"Same here, I guess…….but, um, guys?" Peter interrupted, looking somewhat nervous. "We should go back, 'cause it's only half an hour until we reach Hogwarts, and we still need to change."
"Oh, right," James said, and looked at me. I nodded, took one last look at Rika, still curious about the odd feeling I had about her, and said, "Bye girls. See ya inside."
"Bye," chorused Juniper, Quinn, and Rika. Lily hadn't said a word; she looked rather pouty.
"Bye Lila. Cheer up, will ya?" James smirked at her.
"My name is NOT Lila!" she yelled angrily.
"Ok, whatever. Bye," James said. We left the girls and went back to out compartment. (On our way out, I think I heard Lily mutter, "And I must have misheard him when he said his name was James. He must have really said Jerk!")
An hour later, we were inside the Great Hall. The Sorting Ceremony was about to begin!
We waited nervously in line. I was one of the first to be sorted. After Anderson, Jacob, Abbot, Laura, and Barret, Karen were sorted, my name was called.
"Black, Sirius!"
I nervously stepped forward, trying not to let anyone see the look of anxiety on my face. I sat down, and the teacher placed the ragged Sorting Hat on my head.
"Hmmm, very difficult you are, young Black. Yes, I see a definite wealth of knowledge, so Ravenclaw would be a nice place for you, but there's also a very, very strong spot of a hard worker in you, so Hufflepuff could be great also. Then again, I see a love of rule breaking and being on top, so Slytherin could be the place for you, but that is all overruled by a great courage. Yes, you have the courage and other qualities that belong to a GRYFFINDOR!!!" the Hat said to me, shouting this last word to everyone else. There was applause, and the teacher took the hat off my head.
I walked to the Gryffindor table, waving at my friends and wearing a shocked grin. Sitting down, a prefect with red hair and a ton of freckles said, "Welcome to Hogwarts. I'm Arthur Weasley, and if you have any questions, just ask me."
"Okay, thanks!" I said to him. Then I watched the rest of the sorting.
We were sorted in this order (with other people in between): Juniper, Lily, Rika, Remus, Peter, James, and Quinn. We were in the following houses (respectively): Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, and Gryffindor. All of us got through it in a reasonably calm, dignified manner. Except, when Rika was being sorted, she went even paler then usual for a moment, and closed her eyes. I made a mental note to talk to James about her.
We were led to the Gryffindor Common Room by 3 prefects: Arthur, whom I had already met, a girl named Molly Figg, who appeared to be his girlfriend, and a tall, black haired girl named Minerva McGonagall.
After walking down several corridors and up several staircases, we arrived at a painting of a very fat lady in a ridiculously ruffled pink dress. "Well, hello there! Welcome to Hogwarts, first years! Now, Minerva, what's the password?" she said in a cheery voice.
Minerva looked at us over her horn-rimmed spectacles. "In order to get into the common room, you must tell the Fat Lady the password. It changes occasionally, and currently, it is quozzelbee. Now, if you forget this password, you won't be able to get into the common room unless you have someone with you that knows it. Also, do not, under any circumstances, reveal the password to anyone from another house," She told us with a rigidly strict tone of voice.
"Minerva, you're scaring them," Molly pointed out. To this, Minerva just scowled and said, "Well, they need to learn the rules."
And with that, the Fat Lady's portrait swung open, and we stepped inside.
Ok, you read it, now review it please!!!!! If enough people like it, I'll write another chapter ASAP!!!! Also, if you want, you can email me at unicorn726@admin.balita.org but make sure that you make the subject "fanfic" (or at least include that in it). Thanks!!!!
~Torq
