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          Morgan Amanda Peterson, known throughout this story as Maggi, stood at the entrance to the Hogwarts Express with a shell-shocked expression on her face. So this was it. The train that her parents and brother had talked about all her life. Well, it was a gorgeous piece of machinery, even if it was somewhat overrated.

          Maggi was short, but slender, with brown hair with faint streaks of red, brown eyes, not hazel like her brother, but plain brown, like dirt, and freckles. While she wasn't pretty, like most of her popular friends, she was cute. And for the time being, that was enough for her. After all, she was only eleven. There would be plenty of time for boys later, although at the moment, Maggi wasn't aware of that.

          She was aware that, for the first time in her short life, she had to leave her parents for an extended amount of time. The tears came down her face hot and fast, for she had not realized how much she would miss them. Not when they went to buy her wand, or her robes, or her books. At least she would have her brother, Sammi, short for Samuel. Some first years would have no one.

          Sammi was the opposite of Maggi in almost every way. He was tall and fair, with nearly white hair, skin that burned easily, and big hazel eyes. He was built like a basketball player, versus Maggi's small, lithe gymnast' s body. All of the girls oohed and aahed over him, and he was a hopeless flirt. He was, however, a fairly decent brother.

          Maggi recognized a group of friends from her primary school, and rushed over to giggle with them. In the shadows stood a boy, medium height, and coloring. He had sandy, dark blond hair and crystal, icy blue eyes. He simply stood unnoticed by a large pillar, and watched the world rush by. Sirius Black was alone. He neither had nor needed any friends.

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