September 1, 1971
"SLYTHERIN!" The Sorting Hat boomed, and people began to murmur to themselves, staring at the blonde haired Muggle Born that was perched on the stool, the Sorting Hat so large on her that it slid down, covering her eyes.
Having a Muggle Born get sorted into Slytherin House was extremely rare, it hadn't happened in quite a few years, leaving everyone perplexed. The eleven year old, Georgia Kelly, was confused. So what if she had been sorted into Slytherin? Just so long as she was sorted somewhere right? So why were a bunch of the Slytherin students staring at her like she had the plague? Then there were the Gryffindors who were staring at her in sympathy, as though they knew what awaited her in the next seven years to come.
Georgia slowly got off her stool, heading towards the students wearing green and silver. Everyone scooted away from the edge of the table, giving her a wide berth. Georgia bit her lip as she sat down, staring at her plate. She had been so excited when she had first gotten her letter, but her parents had been less than thrilled. On the train, Georgia had started to think that maybe she had found somewhere that she belonged, but by the way that her fellow students were treating her, Georgia was starting to wonder if she would find anywhere that she belonged.
October 14, 1973
"Don't walk away from me, you filthy Mudblood."
Georgia sighed as she turned back around to face Lucius Malfoy and the group that followed him everywhere that he went. She knew what was going to happen now, after having endured three years of this sort of treatment both at school and at home, she was far more used to it than a thirteen year old ought to be.
Lucius shoved Georgia against one of the stone walls, but the younger girl didn't even flinch.
"People like you need to know their place in this world." He snarled at her, a dark smirk on his face. Georgia didn't say anything; she knew that no matter what it was that she said, it would just seem to make him angrier, and that would make her 'punishment' much more worse. Hell, she could agree with him and he would beat her up and call her weak. But who was she kidding? Georgia never fought back, so maybe she was weak after all.
Lucius delivered a hard blow to Georgia's stomach, and the girl bit back a cry of pain as she doubled over. Lucius was about to deliver another blow when a spell was shot at him, sending him flying.
Georgia turned to see four boys that looked like they were about the same age she was, all of them with their wands out.
"You really should pick on someone your own size." One of the boys, who had curly black hair that looked like he had spent hours on it, said to Lucius, a sneer on his face as Lucius picked himself up off of the floor, brushing himself off. "And you should know better than to attack one of your superiors." Lucius retorted, causing the boy to laugh. "You're as much my superior as Snivellus is."
Another one of the boys, who had messy brown hair and scars on his face, gave Georgia a kind look. "Are you alright he asked her?"
Georgia was still trying to get over her surprise. No one had ever helped her before, usually people just let things happen. "Um, uh, yeah, yeah I think so." She responded. The boy with beauty parlor style hair gently gripped Georgia's hand, pulling her behind the group of boys, who formed a sort of shield around the girl.
Lucius growled softly. "You'll pay for this Black, mark my words." Georgia could sense the threat that was in his words, and it caused her to shudder a little bit, she knew just how violent Lucius could be when he was truly angry. The boy that Lucius had called Black turned and looked down at Georgia. He was taller than she was, maybe by about three or four inches or so. "What's Malfoy doing tormenting a beautiful lady like yourself?"
Georgia blushed lightly at his flirtations. "I'm a Muggle Born, that seems to be enough for him to decide to bully me I guess."
Black shook his head. "I wish that everyone would just get rid of their prejudices already, it's getting quite annoying. I'm Sirius Black by the way. The quiet, short one over there is Peter, the dashingly handsome man that comes second only to myself is Remus."
"Oi, what does that make me then?" A boy who had hair similar in color to Sirius but far more messy said indignantly, and Sirius raised an eyebrow. "You're just James of course. Do something with that hair of yours and then maybe we'll talk about where you stand on the list."
"What's your name?" Remus directed this question to Georgia, perhaps hoping that a change in subject would prevent a scuffle from breaking out between the two boys.
"Georgia Kelly." She responded, giggling a bit as Sirius ruffled James' hair, making it even messier than it had been previously. "You didn't have to step in like that you know. He could really hurt you guys."
Sirius puffed out his chest. "I'd like to see him try." He boasted, but Georgia shook her head. "Lucius could really hurt you if you're not careful." She was worried that Lucius might try and get some payback some how on the boys for defending her. "You should have just let him do what he wanted, it would have only lasted a few minutes longer anyways."
"You're speaking as though he's done this sort of thing before." Remus said, concern lacing his voice, and Georgia shrugged her shoulders. "Let's just say that it's something I'm used to."
"But that's not right!" Peter's squeaky voice spoke up, and Sirius nodded again. "He isn't going to be bothering you anymore, not if we have something to say in the matter." He slung an arm around her shoulder. "You're one of us now, and when someone messes with one of us, then they mess with all of us."
And that was the beginning of how Georgia met the Marauders.
