I was having a hard time deciding on how to portray Sirius and the lot in this story. I read various fanfics and most portrayed them as arrogant, self-confidant playboy yet loyal and caring. I'm not sure if I pegged them right, but hey I'm trying. Also I couldn't find my beta so this is un- betad, let me know of any mistakes. Oh and sorry if they sound more American than British ( OH anything in italics is someone having a thought. Also I'm really not happy with this chapter, for some reason. But I wanted to get something out there so this is it. There will be more Sirius in the next chapter promise, and questions will be answered! Oh and thanx to my first two reviewerss Padfootz-Luvr GemJewel

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she struggled to comprehend what she now knew to be true.

He'd escaped.

It wasn't possible; no one had ever escaped from Azkaban before.

I can't think...I can't...Oh God why is this happening....I can't deal with this, I can't deal with him.

Faster than she thought possible, she ran to the bathroom, only to lose her dinner.

Tears blurred her vision, as sobs racked her body. She huddled closer to the porcelain tub and hugged her legs to her chest, rocking back and forth.

September 1, 1971

Kings Cross

"Mum, come on we'll be late!'

Delia glanced worriedly at the large clock hanging on the wall of Kings Cross Station. She ran in between the people, desperately hoping to reach platform 9 ¾ before 11:00, when Hogwarts Express would depart.

Out of breath, Delia came to stop in between platforms 9 and 10, looking around for some sign of where Hogwarts Express would be.

Hearing her parents come to a stop beside her, she turned to her mother with a look of anxiousness clear on her face.

"Mother! You said that the express to Hogwarts leaves from platform 9 ¾. How can it leave from 9 ¾ , when there is no platform of that number!"

Smiling gently at her daughter's exclamation, her mother explained.

"The train to Hogwarts isn't like Muggle transportation. You see that wall there? You go through to the other side and that's where you'll find Hogwarts Express."

Looking curiously at the fixture dividing platforms 9 and 10, Delia cautiously moved closer towards it.

"Now dear, its best if you run towards it and don't be afraid, it can't harm you."

Leaving her parents to deal with her luggage, Delia closed her eyes tightly and ran straight ahead, certain that she would feel the impact of the brick wall.

To her astonishment she didn't hit a wall in fact she didn't hit anything. As she opened her eyes she gazed at the bright red train labeled as Hogwarts Express.

Looking around she wasn't surprised to see several wizards standing nearby. Clearly some were students, and the others their guardians come to send them off.

Looking behind her she saw that her parents had come through as well and she was pretty sure her mom was holding back tears.

Startled by the sound of the train's whistle, she quickly hugged her parents and told them that she'd write soon. She climbed the few short stairs and boarded the train, hanging on to the rail as she waved goodbye.

Waiting until they were out of sight, she stepped fully into the train and glanced around at what looked to be compartments.

She nervously grasped the handle of the first door, and pulled it aside to see that the compartment only held one other occupant.

Remus Lupin tore his gaze away from the window when he heard the distinct sounds of the compartment door sliding open.

He glanced at the intruder surprised to see a young girl standing uncertainly at the door.

"Would you.. I mean is it ok if I sit here with you? I'm sure all the other compartments are full and..."

Smiling gently he motioned for her to join him. Sliding the door closed behind her, Delia made her way across from the young boy.

She decided to be brave and introduce herself, she would have to make friends sometime right?

"My name's Delia, who are you?"

Delia cringed as she realized how ruse her question sounded. Before she could apologize, the boy spoke.

"Remus. Remus Lupin."

"Is this your first year at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, and you?"

"Yes."

Biting her lip, a nervous habit she'd picked up from her mother, Delia tried to find something else to say that would disturb the silence that now lay before them. A small red headed girl entering their compartment saved her from that task.

"Would it be alright if I sit with you, all the other compartments are full."

Smiling brightly Delia nodded in agreement. The girl took a seat across from Delia, next to Remus.

"I'm Lily Evans, It's my first year at Hogwarts. Where are you two from?"

Smiling at the girl's enthusiasm they were all drawn into a conversation broaching various topics. They were once again interrupted by the arrival of two more persons.

Delia's eyes widened in surprise when she saw whom the two were. They were the two boys she had run into in Diagon Alley, James and Sirius.

They had grins on their faces as if they had just caught the canary, it was rather unsettling.

One thought ran through Delia's mind

This year will be an interesting one indeed.