disclaimer I own nothing except the Things I Own. heheh poke

Please R & R. Chapter 2 won't be up for a while because i haven't written it yet and I'm going on holiday to watch my bro row for Wales bursts with pride GO TEAM CYMRU!

A teenager dragged her trunk down a crowded train aisle. This was fairly difficult for her as she was quite small and the trunk was actually the same height as she was. The name on the side said, in big white letters, LILY EVANS.

'Need a hand?' Asked a boy's voice from behind her

'Thanks' she said gratefully

She turned round. A tall seventh year with dark hair that stuck up was standing just behind her. She groaned.

'Why is it always you?' She asked exasperatedly

He grinned. 'I don't know. I guess I'm just special'

'Whatever.'

He bowed low and sweepingly, knocking many people in the crowded corridor over and making the others stare at them.

'Would you do me the honour of allowing me to carry this trunk to the compartment in which you are sitting?'

She raised her eyebrows.

'I'll take that as a yes'

James Potter picked up her trunk (with ease as lily noted angrily), and she thought how unbelievable irritating it was that the things she needed help with were always the things James was ridiculously good at.

'Lily?'

She glanced up. James was looking expectantly at her.

'Which way?' he asked patiently

'Oh, right. Just in here.'

He heaved her trunk onto the luggage rack while the two other girls in the compartment desperately tried to conceal their laughter.

He turned round. They smiled at him manically, holding in their laughter 'till he had left. He realised it. He crossed his arms and waited just a second longer than they could hold their laughter in. They exploded. He winked at lily, who gave him a death glare, and left, grinning. Broadly.

Lily looked at her two friends at Hogwarts, a tall brunette with short spiky hair and a shortish, but still taller than lily, girl whose hair was naturally blonde but was, this second at least a violent shade of blue. The brunette's name was Hortensia but call her that and you would be on the receiving end of some very interesting although painful hexes. As James Potter could tell you. Carmen had nicknamed her Spikes in their first year and it had stuck.

The other girl was called Carmen Vance. She came from one of the purest blooded families in the whole of England. This, she felt was a claim she wanted to live down. By excessive pranking.

They raised their eyebrows at Lily through the intense giggling fits they were both having. Lily leaned back on her seat.

'Oh, shut up'.

The girls were relaxing, having eaten more chocolate and cauldron cakes than is recommended by most doctors, when the compartment door opened and Remus Lupin walked in. He looked tired and thin. Before they could say anything he cut in:

'I would like to categorically state now that this has nothing to do with me. I went to the prefect's car AND WHEN I CAME BACK THEY WERE LIKE THIS'

He had to yell because a sound that could only be described as yowling began just outside the compartment.

James burst in and was followed closely by a tall boy with elegant dark hair and clear grey eyes.

'AND IIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIII WIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAALWAYS LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUU' Sang the pair on their knees in the middle of the room.

'Oh my God, Remus' said Spikes. 'How much sugar have they had?'

'I honestly have no idea' He replied miserably 'but I have to share a room with these prats'

James and Sirius stood up. The train lurched and they fell over sideways. Sirius disappeared through the door and James was thrown onto Lily who slapped him and rolled him onto the floor.

A lot of squealing and then a burst of intense swearing and giggling came from the apartment that Sirius had apparently fallen into. They looked nervously at each other.

Sirius reappeared. He had a lot of lipstick on his face, which was very red.

'Fan girls…….attacked……ouch ……lipstick….' was all they could make out.

Remus went to the door and looked into the next compartment. He laughed heartily while shutting the door.

'I rather think that was the first We Love Sirius Black Club meeting of the year.'

Sirius groaned and lay back in his seat. The term had begun.