Author's Note: So I was thinking about having some of Sirius' POV and some of Lani's. I'll try it out in this chapter, where they meet BTW ;) so read! But tell me what you think, if you like it, I'll keep it up! ~Sarae
"Last call for the Hogwart's Express! Last call! All aboooard!"
"That's your cue sweets, off you go! Have fun!"
"Don't forget to write! Tell us how you like it! And remem-"
"I know Mum, I know. I need to go now. I love you, of course I'll write. Bye Dad!" and with a last wave I sprinted towards the train, lugging my trunk and praying my parents wouldn't yell anything embarrassing after me. It had been known to happen...
"Stay away from boys sweets! They only have one thing in mind!"
" I'll write you once a week, just like last year! We loooove youu!"
I shuddered at the flashback from last year... needless to say I had been VERY relieved when we moved away from St. Micheal's School of the Magical Arts. VERY relieved. Finally reaching the train I hauled all my stuff up the steps and paused for one last wave goodbye. No matter how badly they embarrassed me, I always waved until they were out of sight because even when I was flushed pink with humiliation and anger I remembered.. there's a war going on and it's getting worse. Deatheaters, VOLDEMORT. I never knew if my parents would come back, and I refused to risk having the last thing I ever say to them be out of hate.
Finally turning away from the door I gazed down the length of the train, compartments with sliding glass doors lined both sides and I began dragging my trunk along in search of one that wasn't full. No luck. It wasn't until I reached the second to last compartment that I found an empty one. Phew. Stepping in quickly I continued to ignore the curious gazes of the other students as they watched from inside their own compartments, obviously wondering who I was...whispering to their friends..NO. Don't let it bother you Lani. Just relax.
FIve minutes of hard labor later I had successfully rammed my stuff into the luggage rack and was plopped down in my seat. I sighed in relief as I rested my forehead against the cool glass of the window. My eyes closed, I was exhausted. A weeks worth of sleepless nights all came back at once and despite everything, the new situation, new people, frayed nerves, I fell asleep.
"Come on Sirius, leave the poor girl alone!" I turned and glanced at my best mate, James Potter. The girl I had been talking to all but burned him with her eyes.
"Sorry, love. It's been fun." I shot her my signature smirk, making sure she knew EXACTLY what I was talking about before following James. He was still scolding me and I still laughing at her furious blush when we reached our compartment. Our very obviously NOT empty compartment.
We both stopped. Leaning against the window, apparently asleep, was a girl we had never seen before. She looked about our age, with long, slightly curly black hair in a bun on top of her head and delicate features. Not bad looking at all really. She might be fun-
"Come on then. Just be quiet. Don't wake her." I nodded and followed James, stepping lightly and stuffing my trunk in the rack as I went. Still whispering James said, "I have to go, Prefect meeting. Remus too, haven't see Peter.." he frowned, then glared at me warningly "Do NOT wake her up." He needn't have bothered, for some reason I could not explain I was perfectly content just to watch this new girl sleep.
It must have been almost an hour that I slept, finally waking up when the train lurched and slammed my head against the window. Someone laughed beside me and I frowned, rubbing my hea- Someone laughed beside me. Scowling I turned to face them, opening my mouth to comment, scathingly, on their manners but they interrupted me, causing my scowl to deepen.
"Morning, beautiful! Sleep well? Oh my, you're a grumpy one when you wake up aren't you, love?" I glared at him, my anger sweeping away all the nervous jitters that had run through me at the sight of his tall, muscular frame and silvery grey eyes. Arrogant git. Yes he was good-looking, ridiculously so with his strong jaw and clean, aristocratic features. But it was beyond obvious that he was one of THOSE guys. The ones who KNOW they are attractive and therefore assume all girls are in love with them. Well. News flash, I wasn't that kind of girl.
Smiling sweetly I looked him up and down, seemingly at a loss for words.
His smirk grew. "Like what you see, new girl?"
Still gazing at him wonderingly I tapped a finger to my chin. "Weeell," I hid a laugh at the smug look on his face before saying, deadpan, "I've seen better." His jaw dropped. Really it was ridiculous. Had NO one ever insulted this guy? I was struggling to hide my laugh at his speechlessness when the compartment door slid open and three more boys stepped in.
"Hey new girl, I see you met my mate Sirius. Merlin, what did you do to him? I haven't seen him this shaken up since the time he accidentally hit on Professor McGonagall. I'm James Potter by the way." he smiled at me, stretching out his hand to shake, "that over there is Remus Lupin," a sandy haired boy with scars marring his face, he smiled kindly, "and there's Peter Pettigrew," I slightly chubby boy with beady eyes, "and you've already met that dolt, Sirius Black." he gestured towards the still gaping boy. Hearing his name Sirius seemed to regain some of his composure. He nodded.
James smiled at me again, he seemed very nice but I couldn't help comparing him to his friend. I mean he was cute with his hazel eyes and shock of messy black hair but Sirius had him beat. HIS hair, also black, was long and shiny and-
"So what's your name? Are you knew here or what? We've never seen you before." I turned to look at Remus who had spoken. He seemed nice too, "My name is Elena Shields, Lani to most people. I just transferred here."
James' eyebrows rose and he leaned towards me excitedly, "Shields? As in William and Helen Shields? The Aurors?"
I let out an exasperated sigh and nodded, hoping he would drop it.
"That's so cool! Could you like, tell us any stories or anything? Because-"
"Prongs mate, shut up! Can't you see she doesn't want to talk about it? You're being a right git!" Sirius glared at James and he looked down, slightly shamefaced. He had just opened his mouth, to apologize I assumed, when we were once again interrupted by the compartment doors opening. A startlingly pretty girl with brilliant red hair and emerald green eyes stuck her head in, "15 minutes to Hogwarts, you'd all best get your robes on." she started to pull her head back out when James leapt up from his seat,
"Lilyflower!" he raced after her, ignoring the chortling of his friends.
I stared after him with a bewildered expression. "What was THAT?" this only seemed to make the boys laugh harder, unable to explain through their explosions of mirth. Finally growing impatient I stood, stretching up to grab my school robes which I pulled over my head. Then sitting back down I leaned my head against the glass once more, listening to the animated conversation of my new found...friends. Well. All except ONE stuck up git that is.
Author's Note:
Still haven't arrived at Hogwarts, sorry sorry! I got carried away. Next chapter! I promise! So what did you think of having Sirius' POV? Yes? No? Review! It makes me sooo happy! Siriusly (heehee) I was grinning allll day.
~Sarae