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Hi! This is my first ever fanfiction so be nice!:) This is a Sirius Black/OC story, set at the beginning of their first year at Hogwarts, and follows them as they grow up! Any reviews and constructive criticism is welcome!

I own nothing but my OCs, all other rights obviously go to JK and Warner Bros etc. I will be basing the story on a mix of the books and films. Rated T to be safe, although I don't plan on anything mature or anything!

Enjoy!

Char xoxo


CHAPTER ONE

"Are you sure you're ready for this? You don't have to leave yet if you don't want to! I don't want you to rush or anything sweetheart.." Tina Goldstein rambled, clutching her daughters hand in one hand and her bag in the other as she hurried towards the platform.

"Of course she's ready dear, she's my little girl after all! Scamanders are always ready for adventure!" Newt Scamander exclaimed proudly, pushing the trolley containing his daughters trunk and owl cage. The girl in question, Wylda Esther Scamander, struggled to keep up with her parents quickened pace, her legs were only little after all!

"I know that Newt, you're right, I just can't believe my little girl is heading off to school already! And that school isn't Ilvermorny! All three of our boys, and me and Queenie attended that school! I've never been to Hogwarts before! I don't know what it's like there! And it is a well known fact that Ilvermorny is so much better than Hogwash anyway!" Tina finished with a smug smirk, turning to face her husband. It had been a long standing joke/argument between the two which school was better, Ilvermorny - Tina's alma mater - or Hogwarts - Newt's alma mater.

"Well then, Wy, you are going to have to back me up here! Your mother seems to think our school isn't the best school to attend! You and I, proud Hogwarts students that we are, will have to show her just how wrong she is!" he grinned down to his only daughter, winking. In truth, he also wasn't ready to let his best girl go off to school alone. But, he trusted Albus Dumbledore completely to look out for her, so with his pride on full show, he stopped the trolley between two columns on the platform at Kings Cross train station in London. The signs in front of the family read platforms '9' and '10' either side of the column ahead.

"Alright love, on the count of three, we all need to run at that wall, okay?" Newt said, his arm wrapped around his wife and daughter, his other holding the trolley steady. Wylda looked up at her parents, a shy grin adorning her lips and nodded once, both hands bracing the trolley as if her life depended on it. To her it did, running full pelt at a brick wall? Had her dad finally lost it? She knew both of her parents were getting older, but surely he still had a sound mind?!

"Let's go, then." Wylda said reluctantly. Stepping forward, she broke into a swift walk, just shy of a run, and screwed her eyes shut, waiting for impact with the wall. But none came. With a gasp, Wylda opened her eyes to see a gleaming red steam train, with the words "Hogwarts Express" on the front, in bold golden letters. She really couldn't believe her eyes, it had worked! And all around her families just like hers were swarming around the train, putting trunks and pet cages on board, waving at friends, tearful hugs, rosy cheeks and wild laughter filled the space that was Platform 9 3/4. It was just as her father had described, beautiful probably wasn't a strong enough word! A new wave of excitement hit her full force. This was really happening, she was going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, just like her dad.

"Now, remember to write all the time, okay? I want to know all about what you're getting up to, and the friends you make! Oh, and don't forget to brush your teeth! And eat your greens! And-"

"Okay mum, I got it, okay? I'll do all of those things, and remember to wash behind my ears! I'll be fine! I'm 11, not 7!" Wylda exclaimed, interrupting her mother's rant, with flushed cheeks.

"I know darling, I just love you, and I'm going to miss you so much!" Tina surged forward, pulling her daughter into her chest. She kissed the top of her head before letting her go, wiping away the stray tears that had escaped. Wylda giggled and turned towards her father, hugging him as well.

"You behave yourself, alright little miss? No pranks or tricks, your best behaviour! Don't give me that look! You know what I'm talking about! But like your mum I'm going to miss you, my little niffler!" Newt chuckled, squeezing her tight. "And don't worry about what house you're put in, you'll still have the greatest set of friends, whichever house it is!" he whispered, kneeling down in front of her.

"I know dad, I'll behave! And I'm excited to see where I'm sorted! I hope its Gryffindor! That house sounds so cool! 'Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve and chivalry, Set Gryffindors apart!' How cool does that sound?!" Wylda exclaimed, her eyes alight with unbridled excitement. Her parents chuckled, amused by their daughters antics. They were interrupted by the whistle blowing, causing Newt to jump and rush to put the trunk on the train, with Tina being pulled by Wylda towards the train. She hugged her mother once more before hopping on through the train's doorway. She rushed through the train to find a window to wave to her parents once more, reaching a compartment filled with 3 boys and a redheaded girl who looked her age.

"Do you mind if I join you? All the other compartments are full with older kids!" Wylda asked shyly, blushing slightly at her boldness. All 4 kids turned to her, before the boy with black hair, kind eyes and round glasses invited her in.

"Of course you can, I'm James." he smiled gently, easing her nerves. She grinned and stuck her hand out, introducing herself.

"I'm Wylda!" she giggled as she let go of his hand, before she looked to the other kids. One had greasy black hair, and a slightly big nose and crooked teeth with a snotty look about him, the other had long black hair, that looked as though he had deliberately tried to mess it up, yet it looked perfect still, striking grey eyes and cheek bones that looked like you would cut your finger if you touched them. The girl however, had bright and unruly red hair, emerald green eyes and features that couldn't be any more different than the boys surrounding her if she'd tried with freckles dotted across her nose.

"This is Severus, Sirius and Lily. We all just met shortly before you walked in." James said, pointing out each kid respectively. Just as he finished speaking, the train lurched and began to roll. Wylda instantly jumped to the window, pushing it open and squeezing her top half through the gap. She franticly searched for her parents, before spotting them and waving and shouting,

"Bye Mum! Bye Dad! Tell Jake, Tom and Arty I'll write to them! Love You!" as they waved back, and her mother wiped her eyes. She blew one last kiss before squeezing back into the train, pulling the window shut and thumping back into her seat. She grinned shyly at the others, and said,

"Sorry, didn't really say goodbye properly on the platform." before letting out a nervous chuckle.

"It's alright. I was just saying to Sirius how excited I am to get to school. It's going to be so much fun! I wonder what house I'll be put in? I hope it's Gryffindor! 'Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerv-"

"-e and chivalry, Set Gryffindors apart!" Wylda joined in excitedly. To which James laughed and high fived her across the carriage. "I want to be a Gryffindor too, although my dad was in Hufflepuff so that's just as likely." she explained.

"Did both of your parents go to Hogwarts?" Sirius asked, "Both of my mine did, they were in Slytherin, like the rest of my family." Wylda sensed that was not a good thing in Sirius' opinion as his face morphed into a sneer, similar to the one her brother Arty often sent her way when he didn't get his own way. Severus also held the same sneer, although Wylda guessed it was more to do with Sirius' obvious hatred towards Syltherin that seemed to push his buttons.

"No, my mum went to Ilvermorny, in America, so did all of my brothers. We moved here from New York when I was 4." she explained proudly. All the boys gaped at her like she'd grown a second head. A witch that was technically from America attending Hogwarts? That wasn't something that happened often! Lily just seemed impressed with Wylda's handeling of the boys, she did look a little put out when Wylda arrived.

"So you're American then? That's why you have a funny accent!" Severus stated dumbly. Now it was Wylda's turn to look confused. Did she have a funny accent? Personally, she'd never noticed. She supposed she did sound like a mix of her parents accents, but didn't everybody? After you've spent long enough with someone surely you sound like them too?

"I'd never noticed to be honest with you. I suppose I do say some words a little differently. My mum has a really strong New York accent still, so I guess that's where I get it from. My brothers have thicker accents than mine though, having spent pretty much their entire lives between New York and Massachusetts. Mind you, my oldest brother still lives in New York! Recently became an auror for MACUSA, just like my mum!" Wylda rambled quickly, barely pausing for breath. She grinned bashfully when the boys' expressions became even more dumbstruck. Lily just sniggered quietly to herself, although she did look a little confused.

"Wow..." James whispered, before blinking, and just like that, the conversation turned towards Severus. "Snape over here seems to think that being sorted into Slytherin is a great honour! HA! Great big load of codswollap! Slytherin is known for the Dark Arts, and all the evil wizards that it produces!" James continued loudly.

"Oh shut up, Potter! It doesn't matter what house you're sorted into! As long you enjoy your time at Hogwarts!" Lily exclaimed, her tone defiant. Her eyes showed a keen defiance and irritation. Wylda couldn't help but admire Lily's courage to speak up against a boy she'd just met. She continued to glare at Potter for a little while longer as the boys carried on bantering back and forth, usually cracking jokes at Severus' expense.

About an hour into the journey, a lanky, shabby-looking boy with two great scars running across his face popped his head into the compartment, looking rather shy with a hopeful look in his eye.

"Hi, I know you're pretty full in here, but do you mind if me and my friend join you? It's awfully cramped everywhere else?" his eyes gleamed with a gentle honesty that instantly put Wylda at ease.

"Sure mate, I'm James, this is Sirius, Wylda, Lily and Severus." James grinned, pointing out each kid. Wylda giggled, thinking back just over an hour ago when James gave the same introductions to her. Sirius obviously had the same thought as he shot her a grin and winked at her.

"Cheers, I'm Remus and this is Peter."