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"Oh please do," she said as she moved her feet off of the seat, coincidentally Remus and Keelin were wearing the same hightop red converse. Remus wasn't going to go for such a bright colour, but Sirius and James insisted that he needed an exciting colour so that he could "attract the ladies". Remus claimed that he has no trouble with "the ladies" but just hasn't had time for them. To which James replied by transfiguring the book Remus had opened into a clock and Sirius told him to make time and then proceeded to make kissing noises. "Nobody has bothered to come in yet and I was getting rather bored. There are only so many things to look at on a train station, though there was an interesting looking woman on the platform wearing hat with a vulture on it and a horrible looking red purse."

"That would be Frank Longbottom's mother. I'm Sirius Black and this is James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin." he said as they were filing inside the compartment. She looked up at Remus when Sirius said his name and Remus looked away quickly, knowing that his eyes would still still be amber and unnatural to humans with the wolf so close to the surface. But in the second that they made eye contact Remus still couldn't comprehend how different she looked in the pictures, in person she had something that Remus couldn't quite place.

"Keelin Kent."

Sirius put his trunk up and grabbed Remus' trunk before he could put it up himself, Remus gave Sirius an annoyed look and Sirius winked at him. He was always doing that, looking out for Remus even if Remus claimed he didn't need it. Sirius could read Remus like a book. Remus was still learning to read the language that Sirius and James live in, he knew when they were up to something but if Sirius wanted to hide something from Remus he could. And it was because of that that Remus resented Sirius a little bit sometimes, it just feels like he doesn't have privacy sometimes. It is the way that Sirius can read him that is the reason why their group found out about Remus' lycanthropy.

James plopped down beside Keelin, clearly trying not to seem as eager as he actually is to sit down beside one of his idols. Sirius kind of herded Remus to the window, opposite to Keelin. Sirius lounged beside Remus, yes, lounged. With every motion that Sirius made was smooth, and full of swagger. Generations of pureblood aristocrat and years of being trained meant that Sirius didn't sit, he lounged. He didn't walk, he strutted. And he didn't just talk, words flew from his mouth in smooth rhythmic patterns that could convince someone to murder. Peter sat down beside him, and after that a small awkward silence followed.

Suddenly they all felt a lurch as the train started to move, and all four boys rushed to the window. Peter's mother had already left, but they all waved to Mrs. Potter who was like a mother tho all of them. Once they could no longer see the platform they returned to their seats.

"So what brings you to this fine institution that prides itself on the charming gentlemen that attend it?" Sirius asked leaning back, crossing his arms, and ending with a smirk.

She rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, looked back at him with an equally cheeky smirk. "I'm transferred here to make a good impression on the European quidditch fans. That and to potentially teach some quidditch, if all of the talent is in Canada I won't have any competition." She winked at Peter and he turned as red as a tomato.

"You'll be giving lessons at Hogwarts?" James asked looking as though he might faint.

"Dumbledore said he thinks it would be a good idea, encouraging people to join more extracurriculars. He also mentioned that whatever "house" I get sorted into I'll be the quidditch captain of, though I don't want to step in anyone's toes."

"Are you kidding? The houses will be fighting over you. You're a professional seeker that will obliterate every other team."

"What house do you think you'll be sorted into?" Sirius inquired.

"I'm not really sure, they all seem pretty great. Besides from what I heard it's not my decision, isn't it some ratty hat?"

"Yeah, but you should be in Gryffindor, it's the only house really worth being in anyway. Ravenclaw is for those who never leave their dorms unless it is to stock up on more books or go to class and make notes so that they have even more things to read. Slytherin are where all the gits are located. And Hufflepuffs are essentially defenseless infants, they're floaty, fragile, and a bit daft."

"Sirius! Don't listen to him, all of the houses have good and bad attributes." Said Remus looking embarrassed for his friend, head ducked, his light brown hair falling in his eyes.

"Says the would have been Ravenclaw." To which Remus rolled his eyes and pulled out a book, but he wasn't really reading it. He was focused on the room around him, he would be very fidgety with the wolf so close to the surface. And with his observation he noticed Keelin glancing at the door. He followed her gaze to see people (mostly first years) still looking into the compartment. She did a good job however, of keeping her glance brief like she hadn't noticed or cared, then continued to listen to James. Remus silently muttered a charm and the blind went down. Keelin turned her head away from James who was asking her about her catch in the last quidditch match to look at Remus. Remus ducked his head and continued to "read".

"Sorry," she said to James for interrupting him from basically worshiping her. "But is there anywhere to get some food? I haven't eaten in 8 hours, I didn't take the time change into account when I ate breakfast this morning."

"The trolley will be coming around soon, won't it Peter? You have a general knowledge of these things." James asked.

Peter turned bright red and muttered something about it coming in 15 minutes. "Lovely, we mustn't let our Canadian friend starve. It isn't very homely." said Sirius is a sarcastic mocking tone with his nose in the air.

"Yes because the Moste Ancient and Noble house of Black is widely known for being homely." mumbled Remus, eyes still glued to his book.

Sirius gasped and placed his hand on his chest, staring at Remus smirking while James and Peter snickered. "What are you possibly suggesting Mister Lupin?"

"Oh nothing at all Mister Black, your mother makes a wonderful example of the homeliness of the Black family." Remus responded, turning the page of his book. Glancing at Keelin in his peripheral vision. From what he could tell she was absorbing everything, never skipping a beat as her eyes flew between the boys.

"Yes she is the pinnacle of what a caring, compassionate, cuddly family the Blacks really are." There was a moment of silence before all of the boys broke out into laughter, that lasted a long time while Keelin sat amongst them smiling at their hysterics. They stayed this way, breaking into laughter and making sarcastic comments until they arrived at Hogsmeade station.


So that was the second chapter! Sorry it was so late, please feel free to leave a review, they are greatly appreciated.

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Sharp Angles