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Marauder ERA - First Year
Annabelle POV
"Hey mind if we sit here?" A boy with golden hair asked.
"Sure, you can sit here," I told him. He nodded and the four boys came in. The boy who asked was quite handsome with shaggy blond/brown hair and brown eyes on the verge of being amber. The second one was a boy who introduced himself as james potter. He had raven messy hair, probably from the amount of times he put his hand through it, and hazel eyes. The next boy was . . . let's say interesting. The big headed git that came in kissed my hand and said his name was sirius black then winked. He would have gone on to flirting with me until I hexed him but instead a boy with short blond hair and watery blue eyes bumped into him. Thank you peter, which is his name I found out. Once they were all in it was my turn to introduce myself.
'Here we go again' I thought. Not that I don't like my name, it's just that it causes different reactions.
"What might your lovely name be, angel?" Sirius said being the biggest eleven year old ladies man there is.
I sighed then put on a smile and said, "Annabelle Dumbledore." Wait for it . . . wait for it, now. Shouts of whoa and me being harassed with questions began. The two ego maniacs james and sirius exploded with sound while peter and remus on the other hand stared back wide eyed. "SHUT UP! Thank you. Yes, I am the granddaughter of Headmaster Dumbledore, but it's not a big deal. I mean if I know my pure blood history right, it should be a bigger surprise that a Black from the most noble house of Black and a blood traitor Potter be in the same room," I said hoping to change the subject. Mission achieved.
"Are you kidding me? I hate that lot I have to call family. Trust me, I am nothing like them," Sirius said insisting to not be dragged in with the Black family reputation.
"So, what house do you guys want to be in?" Remus said ridding the tension. James stood on the seat across from me and did a god like pose while yelling Griffindor. We all laughed.
"Definitely Griffindor, my whole family except for a few were in Griffindor, plus it was my grandfather's house," I said excited to finally get sorted. Hogwarts has always been a second home to me, so its great that I get to be a student here.
"I want to be in Griffindor, but my whole ruddy family has been Slytherin. Well, except for the few that's been disowned and blown off the family tree," Sirius said obviously worried.
"Don't worry Sirius, the hat that sorts the students takes your opinion into account," I explained. He nodded but still had doubt in his grey eyes. The three of us that already went turned to the last two. That was the first time I really got to have a good look at remus. His clothes looked kind of worn and shabby, plus he had scars everywhere but his jacket covered most of them I could tell. Hmm, kind of like me. I use make-up to hide the scars though. I sense something about him, but I need more evidence to prove my theory correct.
Remus cleared his throat looking uncomfortable before saying, "I don't mind what house I'm in as long as it's not Slytherin."
"Well put," James commented while stroking his fake beard. We laughed and peter said he didn't care he just wanted to get to the feast. The rest of the train ride consisted of us laughing and eating sweets. We became best friends. We even played a prank on some of the older years. It was a blast! That was until a girl with fiery red hair and green eyes came in.
Lily Evens was a nice girl and I can see her as a great friend. James on the other hand swore it was love at first sight. For the rest of the ride he was babbling on about her like a love sick puppy. During that time I blocked him out by talking to remus.
Discreetly as I could I tested out my theory and came up with some results. I found a bite mark on his arm while his sleeve slid down momentarily and he has sensitive hearing too. Let's not forget the fact that he's a chocoholic like me also. Basically, bite mark and scars, heightened senses, and my gut feeling equals, werewolf.
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