Disclaimer: I hate doing these, but alas, I am not the wonderful JK Rowling, anything you recognise as hers IS!

I'm doing this as part of an OC Challenge, there'll be ten stories (Of varying lengths…) for this particular character…

Here is some info about my first OC:

1: Saffron Rochelle Holmwood

Age: ( Beginning of Stories) 15

House: Hufflepuff

Romantic Pairing: Sirron (Sirius/Saffron)

Patronus: Arctic Fox

Okay, the prompt for this story is Home… Enjoy!... Please Review!

Shit.

I miss him.

I miss Sirius Black, an extremely hot, yet annoying idiot. An idiot who I only recently became acquaintances with less than a week ago. Before that we had a rivalry of sorts. Of course my stupidly girly mind has chosen to forget the parts where he insulted me and made my life a living hell, and only focused on the nice things like his face, him apologising, his abs, his eyes.

And I guess the only way to get over him is to try and forget?

10 minutes later:

Well that worked brilliantly. Not. He always has the worst timing, he would choose to owl me now….. Ass-hat….

Saffy,

I'm really bored. James is stalking Lily AGAIN and the house is empty…. Saffy, I'm making puppy eyes and I look really cute, yet hot, but really suggestive.

Don't raise your eyebrows Saffy, you know you love me really.

SAFFY!

Reply bitch,

Sirius

The thing about Sirius is that he forgets that I can't reply to the letter, whilst he's writing the letter. I've tried explaining this to him but he just zones out.

I guess that I'd better explain how Sirius and I got to this point.

1 week ago:

"Oy, James!" Sirius shouted as he spotted his friend entering the great hall.

"Sirius." He replied with a deadly serious tone.

"Oh, man… She reject you again?" Sirius sulked, he hated when James was in this mood, he was absolutely no fun.

James' mood meant that Sirius probably was going to have to cancel his plans for a snowball fight between the two of them, and the party later.

"Lily, we need to have a chat." He said furrowing his eyebrows and plonking his elbows on the table, his head in his hands.

"What now? If you're planning another party you can forget it, we have an O.W.L tomorrow. C'mon Sirius, don't you need to study?" She questioned, trying not to giggle at the false sincere expression on the boys face.

"Nah, Lily-Poo the party's cancelled. But I am grateful for your concern. This happens to be about Jamie. Man, you need to stop rejecting him! If he sulks like this for much longer I'm gonna have to find a new partner in crime." He motioned flamboyantly at James, who had his head on the table and was muttering under his breath.

"It's not my fault, okay? Anyway, what's wrong with Remus and Peter?" Lily sighed, wanting to go back to reading her book.

"They're boring." He whined.

"Sirius, go play elsewhere. Just leave me, okay?" She laughed, turning to check her study notes.

"Yes mum." He muttered under his breath.

I sat outside on a bench, making the most of the wintery weather. My blonde hair, blew into my face stinging slightly as the snow had made it cold and wet.

I brushed it away with my frozen hands, I refused to go inside. No matter how cold and uncomfortable the winter weather was, I'd regret not enjoying it once the sun came back out. My pale skin burnt quickly and I suffered badly from sunstroke. The cold was definitely my territory.

I must have looked crazy sitting there alone. No-one was outside, not even the Marauders. To be honest I'd wished they'd come out, I liked watching their friendship. Shit, that sounds mega-creepy. But as much as I claim to dislike them, they intrigue me.

A figure stepped out into the December air and started heading toward me, I figured it must have been one of my friends ushering me back in to sit in front of the fire.

But as they neared it became clear they were masculine.

The snow was so thick I couldn't see them clearly enough to recognise them before they were standing in front of me.

"Holmwood? Is that you?" He asked. My body tensed as I realised who it was. Black.

"Yeah." I muttered, ready for him to insult me.

"What are you doing?" He smiled as he flopped down onto the bench next to me.

"Sitting." I was stubborn and mean toward him, as usual. Thats just the way things were between us. Cold.

"I can see that. Now what I wish to know, Saffron, is why? On a perfectly good snow day like this you are sitting on a bench. You love the snow. I mean, you are like the most wintery person I know. My question is, why aren't you enjoying the snow, properly?" He questioned. It wasn't the way he was addressing me that made me uncomfortable, it was just, he was being nice.

I got my head together, and then completely ignored the sensible, polite, ladylike, Saffron-like reply I had conjured.

I really wanted to go and play in the snow.

"What would you sir, suggest?" I laughed. Getting to my feet.

Okay, so I know it's really short. The next update will be soon. (I hope.) PLEASE REVIEW! Also, I'm looking for a beta at the moment. Please contact me if you are interested,

Jily