Was this ever going to end?

They doubted that they would ever see the light again.

"Remember when we had so much fun?"

They were all doomed forever as he said his last words; though he knew that who he was addressing it to would never hear his poor shaky voice,

"I love you."

Zac watched from his chair, amused. He had seen everything. From the point where Mr. Sirius Black walked in until now. He saw Sirius try to speak with Sarah, and Sarah was completely oblivious to his presence. Or at least, pretending to be anyway. Now poor Sirius was standing alone rooted to his spot staring at the spot where Zac's little sister walked by him.

Sirius then looked up at Zac. Zac smirked at him, then turned his attention on his book. He heard footsteps coming toward him, and looked up, only to see Sirius Black sitting where Sarah was sitting before.

"May I help you?"

Sirius looked like he was furious. "What's your relationship with Sarah?"

Zac closed the book and leaned back in his chair. His smile grew wider, as he asked, "Why do you care?"

Sirius' cheeks went red and he looked at his feet. "I-I... I just wanted t-to know..."

"Sure..." Zac said as Sirius looked up. His eyes looked hopeful...for what? Zac knew the answer to that.

He was hoping that Zac would say that Sarah and him were just friends. Too bad for Sirius then, because that's exactly the opposite of what Zac told him.

"Me and Sarah are more than you can imagine." He whispered. He then got up to leave. Hey, he wasn't completely lying. He doubted that Sirius would ever think that they were siblings. The only thing they had in common was their brown hair.

Sarah felt sort of bad for Black. Why wouldn't she give him a chance? Easy. Because if she did then she'd be forced to be by Potter, and she did not want that.

As she was walking back she noticed it was five minutes 'till classes started. She went and checked her schedule.

Potions first. Charms second. Divination, then Defense Against the Dark Arts. Last she had Transfiguration. (A/N: I don't remember the other classes if there were any. Sorry.) She didn't mind her schedule.

As she walked to Potions with Alice—Lily and Vickie had Divination first—they didn't notice the two boys walking after them.

"Sit by me?" she asked Alice as they entered. They had Potions with the Slytherins and so they wanted to be together.

"Oh, um, sure." Alice replied, gazing somewhere else in the room. Sarah followed her gaze and smiled to herself.

"If you want to go sit by Remus, go ahead."

Alice's face turned red and she looked at Sarah. "But what about you?"

"Oh, I'll be fine."

"Alright then..." and with that she took off towards Remus, and as he saw her he smiled sweetly.

Sarah sat in the middle rows; she didn't really like the front. If you were at the front the professor always picked you. If you sat in the back, you'd constantly be getting in trouble for something, that you might not have even done. If you sat in the middle, however, you were neither. You were kind of just... there.

Potions class was like torture to her. Black and Potter were in her class. They sat in the back, constantly throwing paper balls at her. She broke her pencil in the middle of class. That's when she heard snickers from the two boys.

Then Sarah opened her hand to look at her palm. It was bleeding from the wood of the pencil. She raised her opposite hand.

"Yes, Miss Scrollick?" the professor asked.

"May I go to the Hospital Wing?" she replied, showing the professor her bleeding hand.

"Oh, yes, of course." The professor said looking around. "Mr. Black you will help her there."

Sarah's face immediately went from calm to scowl. She stood up, as did Black.

They left in silence, until Sarah started to feel a stinging in her palm. She drew a sharp breath in, and shut her eyes. Black surprisingly broke the silence by saying,

"Here, let me see." And without leaving her anytime to reply to him, he took her hand in his and examined it. Her face turned slightly pink.

"It's fine, let's just keep going." She said as she pulled her hand back.

On the rest of the way to the Hospital Wing and back there was a long silence. One thought shot across both first years minds.

'This is going to be a long year...'