This is my very first Harry Potter fic.

I couldn't believe it. She snubbed me! ME! Sirius Black- snubbed! Ok well, maybe not snubbed but completely ignored. I'm aware that I sound spectacularly arrogant but I'm not used to getting this kind of treatment from girls. She didn't even glance at me- not a single glance. She paid more attention to Peter than to me. Well that's it now, that was her chance to talk to me and she blew it. I'm not interested now….except…well, to be honest I am. The fact that she didn't even look at me just intrigued me all the more. You've got to understand, that I can get any girl. So when one comes along who doesn't throw herself at my feet, I'm bound to be interested. Cant resist the challenge, see?

I managed to sit opposite her in the great hall. She was sat with Evans of course. I kept my eyes on her, willing her to look at me. It took about 5 minutes before she finally threw me a glance.

"What?" she asked smiling, and looking me straight in the eye.

"I was just wondering Miss Quinlan…. if you'd like to pass the chicken." I replied, returning her gaze and giving her my best grin.

The smile widened. God, she looked good when she smiled.

She passed me the chicken and raised her eyebrow.

"Anything else Mister Black?"

I shook my head and she laughed. At that point I was fairly positive we'd carry on this enjoyable banter, but to my unpleasant surprise she turned to Lilly and started talking to her.

What annoyed me, was her behaviour towards me…she was the same with me as she was with anyone else. She was cheeky and funny and altogether adorable, but she wasn't trying to be any of those things- she just was them. She didn't try to be someone else, she was 100% herself around me, and that to me was a sure fire sign she wasn't interested. In transfiguration I had thought she was gonna pull the old "Ice Queen" on me. A lot of girls ignore you completely to get you interested, but our recent banter had just proved me wrong. Some girls will go all giggle-giggle, flirty and frilly on you. I cant stand that one. I can only put up with it for a few minutes. Some girls will pretend to be your friend to get you into them. They'll go for the whole tomboy thing, the 'jeans, t-shirt, I don't care what I look like" approach. They'll try to get you to fall for their "Free Spirit". Only problem with this one is- its been tried on me so many times that I've come to learn which girls really do want to be friends, and which girls just wanna go out with you.

Star wasn't any of those things. She was girly enough to be attractively feminine but she didn't pretend to be a ditz or anything like that. She was tom-boyish enough to get on with guys but she didn't try to hard. Her looks were natural beauty personified but it was clear she took care of herself. She didn't ignore anyone purposely, just talked to them when she felt like it. She was in short, amazing. She was in short- not at all interested in me.

I realized I was staring at her again.

"Ok, what?" Star said giving another of her lopsided grins, "You want the beef now?"

I smiled.

"Oh, its nothing." Except that your just about the most gorgeous girl I've ever met.