Chapter 3

"Willow!" Was all I heard before being squeezed.

"Hi to you to." James said 'suavly' to Lily.

Lily shot him a dirty look. "Shove off, Potter." Last year, James had tried, to hit it off with Lily, but he ended up turning her hair blue. I helped Lily turn it back, but she hated him ever since. Me and Lily actually really like each other, she was cool. And she liked books, we became really close in second year. Its third year now.

She stalked away into the train.

"Nice moves, mate." Sirius said behind them. He walked in between us and put an arm around us and steered us towards the train. "Hullo, beanie."

I scrunched my eyebrows at him. Last year he started calling me beanie. I asked him why but he just laughed and shook his head.

"It means that your short, fierce, and adorable. Thats all, beanie."

I was flustered at that but I didn't let it show. Sometimes Sirius was an addition to the seven wonders of the world.

We boarded the bus and went to our compartment. Remus and Peter were already in it.

I sat next to Sirius and the window. It wasn't really a view at the moment. Just a brick wall.

The train ride was boring, all we did was study and learn more about animagus'. We were closer than ever. It was killing me. We have all ready picked our form.

Sirius wants to be a dog, James a stag, Peter a rat, and I a fox.

We wont start actually trying to take form till atleast sixth year. 'Cos its a serious thing, and were unregistered animagi. We have to make sure we get it right and under control.

Once we got to Hogwarts, we started talking.

"Did you guys hear that poor Millie Moores parents been revealed as you-know-whos spies?" James asked.

"I heard," Remus said sadly. "I dont think she knew, but hey, shes at the Hufflepuff table, so thats a plus."

I shuddered. "I can't wait until this is over." I said. "Someone needs to stop him."

"Maybe we'll play a part in that, someday." James said wishfully, hoping his name would go down in the books, somehow.

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The first few weeks flew by, dementor attacks, killings, arrests, and interogations were still happening outside of Hogwarts walls.

Sirius, though, was determined to get all his teeth knocked out from me.

During class, when we sat next to each other and took notes,-or rather tried- he walk bump my hand and mess up my writing, or fold the corners of my parchment. Sometimes he would play with my hair, twisting it into curls.

In the halls he would step on my robes, which, due to me being really short, like so short I'm sometimes mistaken for a second year, he could easily step on it. But Sirius loved it. Sometimes he called me stub, because of my stubby legs, but it was mostly bean.

"Hey, Bean." He said one windy Friday. "Quidditch game tomorrow, you think they'd let me try out?"

I shot him a look. "No, idiot, we have no openings, should've tried out last year."

He laughed and walked with me to lunch, where he loaded him self up on mashed potatoes, but I wasn't feeling hungry, I didn't know why, but j suddenly felt sad, depressed, I searched for James in the flow of students coming into the hall.

When I saw him, he had red, puffy eyes, his glasses almost askew. I bumped Sirius, wjo was still happily eating, he looked at him and we both rushed over.

"What is it?" I asked once we reached him.

He raised his eyes to me, and his sadness filled me. He handed me a note, I decided to sit down and read it, so we sat at our spot and I started reading it while James put his head in his hands.

Dear Mr. and Ms. Potter.

Earlier last night, at 5:15 p.m Fleamont Potter was mudered by a death eater, Elinor survived, but sadly she is wounded badly. It is okay if you'd like to grieve in silence during classes but I expect you to be at classes. I am so ver sorry, my dears, may the best be with you.

M. Mcgonnagall, Albus Dumbledore.

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