"James slow down!" yelled a woman with wild auburn hair as she hurried to keep up with her son. A young boy with jet black hair and round glasses glanced back at his mom, but kept going, excitement coursing through him.

"He's just excited Lucille," James heard his father tell his mother. He hurried onto the train and put his luggage in an empty compartment. Then he sprinted off the train to find his parents. James glanced at back at the James trying to contain his excitement. He whipped around and started to rush back to his parents, but ran into something smaller than him.

"Umph!" James looked down and saw a girl with long, dark red hair brushing dirt off her clothes.

"Are you okay?" he asked. The girl looked up and he saw she had the most striking green eyes he had ever seen.

"Yes. No thanks to you."

"Look I'm really sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going," James said hurriedly. He stuck out his hand. "I'm James Potter." The green-eyed girl looked at him for a second then shook his hand.

"Lily Evans." James was about to say something to her when he heard his parents.

"James!" he heard his mom yell.

"Over her mum!" He turned and waved at them. His mother looked relieved.

"Lily!" yelled a woman.

"Coming mum!" Lily smiled a small smile at James and hurried to her mother.

"The train's about to leave. Come here quickly." James turned to his parents and was instantly wrapped up in a bear hug from his mother, who was starting to cry. James's father patted her back.

"He's coming back Lucille." His mother still didn't let go.

"Mum," James whined. She sniffled and let go of him. She patted his cheek and then tried to smooth down his hair to James's many protests. Finally she let go of him.

"Now you be good and mind your manners," his mother told him. James nodded. She kissed him on the forehead.

"But not too good or you won't have any fun," his father whispered to him as he hugged him. James smiled at him.

"What did you say to him Jack?" His mother asked, glaring at both of them.

"Nothing," his father said innocently, winking at James. The train's whistle blew. James's mother let the subject go and turned to James.

"You've got everything?" James nodded hugging his mother one last time. "Have a good term."

"See you at Christmas!" James yelled as he rushed on the train. He ran to his compartment and flung open the door. He rushed to the window and waved at his parents.

His mother was wiping her eyes with one hand and waving with the other, while his father had one hand around his mother and waved with the other hand. They were both smiling. James continued waving until they were nothing but specks. It was then he realized that he wasn't alone.

He turned and saw a boy with thick, shaggy black hair. His dark eyes were studying James lazily. James sat down across from him and stuck out his hand.

"I'm James Potter," he said bravely. The boy's dark eyes twinkled and he smiled slightly. He shook James's hand.

"Sirius Black."