Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Don't Sue me, I'm Broke.

I sighed as I trailed behind my insistent mother. So what if I'd "accidentally" broken her favorite vase beyond repair … she could always get a new one right? That was no reason to make me stuck doing the pickup rounds.

I scuffed my toe along the cement pathway and shot a glare at mother's quickly retreating back. If I didn't hurry up, she would yell back and then-

"JAMES!! Come on, I don't have all day you know!" Anne Potter snapped, fixing her only son with a glare

"Coming Mother!" I yelled back, and then mumbled "don't get your panties in a twist"

The only reply was "I heard that!"

I quickened his steps as they finally reached their destination. The Royal Ballet Academy.

Four Years ago, I had been dragged to this place, to pick up my older sister, Bree. After that day, I had sworn I would never go back to that place, ever again.

And yet here I was. Dragging my feet as though I could delay the moment.

I finally set foot inside the dreaded place and immediately shuddered. Just by raising my eyes I could see the girls in tiny leotards, which would normally be a good thing for me, but these girls were disgusting. Their bones stuck out in the wrong places and they had no curves, just angles.

I then moved my eyes over to the other side of the hall, and could barely keep my snigger in. To think, these people called themselves men.

All over the hall were hundreds of people doing warm-downs, getting ready to go home.

I sighed, "Mum, can I wait outside?"

"James, is it too little to ask that you might just wait for your sister for 5 minutes?" came the sharp reply, probably because I had interrupted her "gossip" session with another mum.

I took three steps back and slid down against the wall, my feet splayed out in front of me. I pulled my iPod touch out of my pocket, and turned it onto shuffle. My eyes closed unconsciously, and I was only jerked back into the world when the door slammed shut due to a gust of wind.

My eyes snapped open, and looked towards the door, hoping for something, anything, to distract me.

I found it.

She was beautiful, unlike anyone I've ever seen.

Her skin was porcelain white, which only enhanced her bright emerald eyes. Long red hair flowed down her back in smooth waves, and her body was that of a man's dream.

She was dressed casually, in a white singlet, and tight brown skirt, complimented by light brown boots and a large green bag. Now I was not one to usually notice these types of things, but you have got to admit, when you see it like this, you notice. Sirius was going to be so jealous.

When I looked past her looks, I saw a bright smile as she talked animatedly to a person who I could only guess was her friend. I was the only one, besides her friend, to notice, that as soon as she looked into the room, she paled even more, if possible, and her eyes widened in surprise.

I glanced over to where my mother was still chatting, turned my iPod off, stood up, and began to make my way over to this girl.

I was about 5 meters from them when her friend elbowed her, not so subtly, and she glanced over at me.

"Well hello ladies, I'm James, and you are?" I tried to be confident, waiting for their reply

"Not interested" The Red-Head replied, a lot more harshly than I thought. Even her friend looked shocked.

"I'm Lucy, and this is Lily" Lucy replied, gesturing towards Lily, "Sorry about her, she's not usually like this, I think we're both just nervous."

"And why are you nervous?" I tried to aim my question at Lily, but she merely glared at me, forcing Lucy to answer for her,

"We're being interviewed to get a scholarship here"

They were dancers? They sure didn't look like dancers, or act like them. Well, Lily did, but she has a reason. Right?

While I was thinking this, they had walked off, and I could hear Lucy whispering angrily to Lily,

"What the hell was that?"

The soft reply being, " Oh come on, he only wanted one thing, and I can't be fooling around, you know how long it took to get my parents to say yes to this!"

I frowned, before letting it go, for now.

Five minutes later, Bree had finally dragged her butt away from her friends, and she was now acting as though we were keeping her, tapping her toe against the floor and sighing impatiently. Mum finally stopped talking and I was allowed to leave.

As soon as we got home, I ran up to my floor, the fourth floor, and proceeded to turn on my laptop. I drummed my fingers against the table as I waited for it to load, before standing up and grabbing a can of 'V' from the mini fridge.

As soon as the laptop was loaded, I logged onto MSN. Not 5 seconds later an offline message came up.

says:

Dude, Call me ASAP.

I shrugged, figuring I needed to talk to him as well, so picked up the phone and dialed the number from heart.

"Thank you for calling the house of Blacks, Regulus speaking how may I help you?" I winced at the formal greeting before saying,

"Yo dude, Sirius in?"

I almost laughed at the pause in between my answer and his reply, almost as though he was trying to figure out what I had said.

"Um, oh, yeah, sure, hang on" Regulus stuttered, and then there was commotion on the other end on the line for a minute.

"Hey man, what the hell did you say to Reg? I left him standing there in the hallway!" Sirius' bark-like laughter greeted me.

"Nice, mate you'll never believe who I met today?"

"Really? 'Cause You'll never guess who I saw today. Hurry up man, tell me"

"Her names Lily. She's gorgeous…" I sighed

"um.. mate did you just say gorgeous AND sigh? HAHA MANNN you are whipped!"

"whatever, she's hot" I snarked

"I trust you, where'd you meet her?"

I cringed... "The Ballet Place"

As expected, the exclamation came. "Oh no! Not one of those anorexic sticks!"

"Nahh, not one of them, she's different, I know it"

"Alright man, whatever you say"

It wasn't until the line had gone dead that I realised that I never found out who Sirius met.