"Behave well. If I get any complaints or letters regarding your misbehaviour, you will regret it greatly. A good marriage depends on your behaviour at school. Walburga Black knew her words fell on empty ears but she had to do the best. She did not know what to expect of her daughter, a disappointment. A girl who should have been a boy. Since the girl had started acting out, Walburga had been worried about making a suitable marriage for her, befitting the stature of a Black. Her unruliness had refused to go away. She openly rebelled against rules. Her daughter was like Alphard, her brother and another disappointment.

Sirius searched for an empty compartment. In search of one, she had to walk down till the end to the last compartment. Just as she was settling, a boy knocked on the door. He had the messiest hair with hazel eyes and round glasses. "Can I sit here?" Sirius simply nodded.

She found out his name was James after he got into a fight with the red-haired girl and the greasy-haired boy about the best house. He seemed to think that she was alright. It felt nice, to be liked. They bonded over their shared disdain of Slytherin. She hated it because of her family. James simply loved Gryffindor too much. To him, love was best expressed by hating the enemy. (This way of love would form a big part of his future pursuits.) They also bonded over a fascination for Quidditch and insults for the greasy-haired git. Snivellus topped the list. They had been discussing their favourite teams when the compartment door slid open and a big mass of nerves fell at their feet.

It was a boy their age named Peter. Peter was on the pudgy side and squeaked more than he spoke. He had only just sat down when another boy came by, another first year. He had blond hair. He had green eyes with gold in them, unlike any she had seen before, she couldn't help but stare at him. He had scars quite like Sirius herself. Sirius just hid hers better. His name was Remus.

Sirius knew the trouble she would get into if her mother knew that she had willingly been in the company of a blood-traitor and two half-bloods. She felt a kinship to them despite having known them for only a few hours.

"My mother was worried that I would send home a toilet seat as a prank. She was laughing as she said that. I might as well send one." James had a sparkle in his eyes that was endearing.

At that moment, Sirius realized that she liked mischief. There was only one possible reply to James' statement.

"Maybe I'll help you."

Remus gave a shy smile as Peter started jumping up and down. She supposed they liked mischief too.

And the rest was history.