Welcome to my first fanfic! The chapters will get longer, I promise! All you have to do is send me a review, and tell me honestly if you like the story or not. If you do, I'll continue with it.

And for no reason (except that I hate him with a burning passion) Peter won't be appearing in this story. Lets just say his parents wanted to home school him. Really sorry to those who don't mind Peter, it's just that he wouldn't really do anything except follow the Marauders around and talk occasionally.

Summary: When Jess Davis comes to Hogwarts, the last thing on her mind is dating. However, thanks to experience, Sirius knows how to manipulate any girls mind. Now the two are a couple, and they couldn't be happier. But when Jess finds Sirius with another girl, she stops trusting him completely. Now Sirius will go to any lengths to win her back...

First Encounters

Running her hands through her hair, Jess Davis glanced at her watch. She had exactly two hours to get to train station before her train left. Sighing, she stuffed her only friend, a black cat named Kizzy, unceremoniously into his cage and heaved it into the back seat of the car.

"Hurry up, mum!" Jess shrieked at her mother through the open window. Luckily, they lived relatively close to downtown London, so her mom wasn't making them too late.

"Honey, I need to straighten my hair! You know how bad my hair is in the morning!"

"Oh, for the love of..." Jess marched into the house and up the stairs into her mom's room. "Mom, no one is gonna see you anyway! We went through this already. You drop me off at the station, and I unload everything myself, before you dash off to mall - again. You won't even have to get out of the bloody car."

"But sweetie, I won't have time to fix myself up between now and the mall. You know that," her mom, Salina, whined.

Jess shoved her watch in Salina's face long enough for her to find out the time, before yelling, "Do I look like I care about how straight your hair is?!?" She grabbed her mom by the wrist before Salina could respond and dragged her out to the waiting car.

"Just what do you think you're doing, Jess?" Salina got no response. "Look at me! I'm a mess! Do you honestly expect me to go out in public like this?

"You know what? You're right, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so stupid." Salina smiled at her only daughter. "I should know by now that your appearances are much more important than my education. I mean, what was I thinking?" With that, Jess shoved the last of her luggage into to the trunk, slammed it closed, and got into the front seat, waiting. Her mother reluctantly got in the drivers side and started the engine.

If it wasn't for the current rage that was blinding her, Jess would've laughed at her mother's appearance. Salina had only had time to straighten half of her hair, so one half was smooth, and the other half looked as if it'd just gotten blasted a tornado. She had put on high heels, yet was still dressed in her bathrobe, and her lipstick was smudged slightly from when Jess had yanked her out to the car.

Jess, on the other hand, was much better groomed. For some odd reason, she never had to try really hard to look fantastic, something her mom envied her for. Her red-brown hair was freakishly straight in the morning, and she only needed a glance from her hazel eyes in any guy's direction to make them drop whatever they were doing and stare adoringly at her.

But Jess couldn't care less if a boy was after her. She was one of those girls who didn't have any friends of the female type. She personally found they complained about everything, relentlessly talked about who their crushes were, and what they were going to do about it. The girls in her old school did this constantly, and by the end of the first two months, Jess found herself crouched in a corner, chewing her hair.

Jess did have many friends, though. They were just all guys. And they all adored her. As far as they were concerned, she was one of the guys, just with longer hair. She argued over which Quidditch team was going to get the World Cup, and she laughed when a girl went out of her way to get a guy. But the thing that her friends liked about her most was her spunky personality. Although quiet around home, Jess was known at her previous school to be in detention every other day. Actually, they had moved from their home in Canada to start at another school in England because she had been expelled from her first one. She had done some serious damage to the cafeteria, plastering everyone with hot chili, while somehow managing to blow a whole in the wall. This resulted in her expulsion, and 2 months of sitting in her room with nothing to amuse herself with, courtesy of her mother.

Jess was a vibrant fifteen year old, who had been a witch as long as she could remember. Her mom had told her when she accidentally made her bottle of hairspray attack Salina when she was three years old. Now, Jess was always finding fascinating new things in the books and encyclopedias that filled the library in her house. She actually found a spell that could turn a person's skin inside out while she was grounded. Not exactly the thing anyone would want to witness, but interesting all the same.

Salina, on the other hand, went out of their way to look flattering. Her blonde hair and blue eyes made her seem sweet and charming – it had worked on her dad. But her dad had been quite thoughtless when he was young, and married Salina simply because she was pretty. But before his daughter was even born, he decided he didn't like Salina, and moved out. Now it was just Jess, her mom, and Kizzy, who was currently howling in the backseat indignantly.

Jess fiddled with a hole in her jeans as they pulled into the parking lot of the train station. As Salina made to get out and help her, she muttered "Don't even bother," and started to unload her luggage. She only had one suitcase, but it weighed a ton, and she had to carry Kizzy as well, so it was a difficult task getting from the car to platforms 9 and 10. With forty-five minutes to get onto the train, she decided to wait until the crowd thinned a bit before going through the barrier.

It soon became obvious that Kizzy was very uncomfortable, and since the cat was her only friend, Jess opened the cage and took him out. He soon began purring while he fell asleep in Jess's arms. She looked down and smiled. She had found Kizzy in her backyard one day with no identification. After putting out posters and calling various people, he wasn't claimed, so she took him and declared him as her own. Now the two were inseparable.

Once most of the crowd was boarded onto the train that left at 10:30 on platform 9, Jess gently put Kizzy back into his cage and began to lug her trunk towards to barrier. It was quite tough, but she somehow managed to get through. Now, the tricky part was getting it onto the train and finding a compartment. Looking around, she saw all the attendants were already attending to someone else, so she would have to do it alone. Putting her arm through the handle of Kizzy's cage, she could now lift the trunk with two hands. Jess soon realized this was going to be a painful journey, as the weight of the cat made the handle dig into her arm, and the trunk was heavier to lift than to drag. But thanks to her perseverance, Jess was able to get up the steps into the train. Placing the cage on top of her trunk, she started to drag it through the corridor, glancing through the windows for any empty compartments.

Finally finding one at the back of the train, she put Kizzy on the floor and crammed her trunk under the seat. Shutting the door, she sank into and seat, only to jump up again as her cat meowed loudly. Jess unlocked the cage door, and let him out to get accustomed to his surroundings.

Kizzy soon found the compartment lacking in excitement, so he leapt onto Jess's lap and soon fell into a deep sleep. Wow, she thought. We haven't even been here ten minutes and he's fallen asleep already.

Jess dug around in her pocket, found an elastic, and pulled her hair into a fairly messy bun. Shifting slightly so she was leaning against the wall, Jess took out a magazine, flipped to where she had left off, and started to read.

She had been reading for only a few minutes when the door slid open and three boys walked in, laden down with luggage. They stopped talking abruptly when they noticed someone was already sitting in the compartment. One of the boys puts down his luggage and walked over to Jess, peering at her cautiously. Jess looked up and stared back.

After several seconds in, which nobody did anything, Jess finally asked, "What?"

"Well," the boy said slowly, "it's just...you're sitting in our compartment. Everyone knows this is our compartment." He said this as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Except me." Jess stated. "Look, you're welcome to sit here if you like, but I got here first, therefore I get to sit here." Jess looked at them for a minute. The one who had approached her had black hair which fell elegantly over his grey eyes. His wand was gripped tightly in his right hand, Jess noticed, and he looked like he wouldn't be afraid to use it. His two companions were standing in the doorway, watching apprehensively. Well, one of them was. He had sandy brown hair, kind brown eyes, and a look on his face that suggested a fight would be nothing new. The other one was eying Jess curiously behind glasses. This one looked like he didn't know what a comb was. His black hair was very ruffled looking, yet he looked oddly dignified. How, Jess didn't know.

When no one said anything after about a minute, she turned back to the first boy and said impatiently, "Like I told you, you guys can share compartments with me, or go find your own. I don't see your names on it, so anyone could take it."

The glasses boy piped in. "Actually, our names are in here, underneath the window."

Jess looked, and sure enough, there they were. Six letters: SB, JP, and RL. There was a faint PP, but that was scratched out.

Forgetting to be angry at the guys, she asked, "Who's PP?"

"Oh, that was our friend Peter. But his mom pulled him out, to home school him." These words came from the brown haired boy.

"Dare I ask why?"

"She didn't trust us," said the first boy simply.

There was an awkward silence, in which Jess glanced at her watch. There was still two minutes before the train left. It seemed the guys had made up their mind, though. With a sigh the first boy said "I guess we could sit here," and started to stow his luggage. The others two followed suit. Noticing she was being completely useless, Jess lifted Kizzy from her lap without waking him, put him on the seat next to her and started to help.

"So, what are all your names?" Jess inquired.

"I'm James Potter," said glasses guy, "and this is Remus Lupin," he indicated to the brown haired boy, "and Sirius Black." Sirius winked at Jess as a greeting.

Giving Sirius a look that clearly stated 'What the hell?' Jess said, "I'm Jess Davis, and this is Kizzy"

With an almighty lurch, the train suddenly started to depart. Seeing that all the trunks were put away, Jess settled down onto a seat, put Kizzy back on her lap, and pulled out her magazine. She soon found out reading was not an option, though, as the three guys insisted on asking her every question known to man. They seemed eager to talk to her, (Jess didn't know why, she found herself quite uninteresting) but were trying to keep the conversation casual. Smiling to herself, she put her magazine away and turned her attention towards them.

Okay, not much of a cliffhanger, but it shall get better! Please tell me what you think, and I'll write another chapter. Thanks!