Puppy Love
Disclaimer: Though I would forever love to, I sadly do not own JK Rowling's Harry Potter Books, or series. Though, I must admit I love her characters and plot and everything. . anyway, all the characters that have already been mentioned in the Harry Potter series are © to JK Rowling. Sierra Black, Casey Thomas and any other random chick is © to me, Kay. And about Mr. Black, Don is the actual Mr. Black that is spoken about in the books.
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Chapter Two - Train Ride
Rose pushed Logan and the twins out of the fireplace, dusting them off quickly before pushing them onwards out of the shop without a thanks to the kind wizard. He had starred at the Blacks with his eyebrows furrowed, before shaking his head and continuing to sweep. Mrs. Black urged the three children faster until they had reached the train station, basically dragging a crying Regulus behind her. Reaching Platform 9 3/4, Roselyn first grabbed Logan and pulled him in front of her. She quickly dusted the dirt of his shoulders, rubbed the little bits of mud off his face and gave him a kiss on the forehead. The eldest of the Blacks wrinkled up his nose in disgust and quickly walked through the gateway to the train, his trunk and owl following behind him.
Rose grabbed Sirius by the collar of the shirt before he could sneak onto the platform, causing the first year to groan aloud.
"Mom..."
"Shush. Did you have a bath this morning, when I told you to? Your filthy!"
The older woman took out a comb and brushed the boy's hair neatly, putting half of his hair to one side and the other half to the other side of his head. She licked her thumb and began rubbing Sirius's face clean, wiping off all the little mud smudges and whatnot off his face. The eleven year old struggled with his life, though the firm grip his mother had on his arm kept him in place. Rose straightened out his shirt, tugged his pants up a bit and sent him through.
"Old bat.." Sirius mumbled as he walked through the wall.
Sierra giggled and walked in front of her mother, knowing that no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't escape the wicked witch's claws. Rose flattened her wavy hair on top of her head, dusted off the girls sweater and made Sierra spin in a circle before she allowed her only daughter to walk through the platform to the train station.
Sierra quickly ran away from the wicked witch of the west and through the wall, immediately being sent through to a crowd of students the same age or older than herself. The girl checked to make sure her trunk and back pack were still with her before running towards the train. Best escape while she can. Soon, Rose and Regulus would walk through the wall and then the three children would be embarrassed while their mother smothered them with kisses.
The eleven year old girl kept running, her eyes looking over her shoulder to make sure her mother wasn't following her. And, at that exact moment, the black haired girl ran into a thin but solid figure. Both of the bodies fell to the ground, Sierra grunting softly as she hit the cement and a soft growl coming from the other. Rubbing her backside gently, the Black girl peeked an eye open to see the boy she had run into.
He was only slightly taller than herself, with light brown hair and cute yellow-brown eyes. He wore old, rugged clothing with the occasional patch and muggle shoes. The boy looked no older than herself, in fact. Just from a glance, Sierra could easily see numerous scars on his arms. Bags rested underneath his weary eyes, and his light brown hair was kept somewhat neat... almost as if he had brushed it quickly with his fingers. He didn't have his trunk with him, Sierra assumed he had already put it on the train, though a thin dark wood wand was seen in the pocket of his pants. As he looked at her, a sheepish smile lit up on his features and he offered a hand.
"Sorry. Need help up?" He asked, standing up to his full height.
"Thank you." Sierra whispered, taking his hand and lifting herself to her feet. Smiling at him kindly, she introduced herself. "Hello. I'm Sierra Black."
"Remus Lupin." He said, a soft blush blooming on his cheeks.
The two stood there in an awkward silence, until Sierra bent over and grabbed a hold of her knapsack and trunk once more.
"Well... I better get going.. on the train."
"Right, right. Me too." Remus said, moving to the side and allowing her to pass. "I'll - I'll see you later then."
Sierra nodded quickly, walking past him after another moment and towards the train. A very kind man helped her, there, by taking her luggage and putting it unto the train. The young girl boarded the Hogwarts Express, searching the compartments for someone she knew or, at least, one that was empty. After a few minutes of searching, she came upon a strange sight.
It was that boy, Remus Lupin, from before and he just happened to be sitting opposite her twin brother. Sirius had a look of pure amusement on his face as he looked down into the hands of another boy of rugged state. The stranger's clothes were simple and somewhat big on him, and by the state of his wild black hair, it was quite possible that he had never brushed his hair in his life. Square glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, and hazel eyes were kept hidden behind the lenses.
The black girl cleared her throat softly, bringing all three pairs of eyes look at her. Sirius and Remus smiled, and the unknown boy only raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"Sierra!" Sirius said, standing up and going over to wrap his arms around his twin in a bear hug. "Guys, I'd like you to meet my twin."
"We've met." Remus stated, nodding in greeting towards the girl.
"Ok... James, this is Sierra. Sierra, this is James Potter."
James smirked at Sierra, putting... whatever it was in his pocket and crossing his arms over his chest. He seemed to be inspecting her, looking her over before looking at Sirius.
"She looks nothing like you!" James announced.
Sirius sighed. "Good! I would hate to be thought of as feminine."
Sierra scowled, swatting Sirius away. Her twin shrugged and walked over to James once again, sitting beside him and getting comfortable. The girl sat down beside Remus, smiling anxiously at him.
"So, are you nervous?" She asked, first looking at Remus and then turning her gaze to James.
"Nope." James said, sitting with his back straight, chest forward and shoulders back. "I'm not worried in the slightest. I'm going to be in Gryffindor because... because Gryffindor is the best house, and I'm the best so... I fit."
Remus snorted, causing James to stare nastily at him.
"Sorry it's just... too funny."
"What? I am the best!"
"Are not!" Sirius piped in, standing with fists settled on his hips. "I, my dear friends, am the best."
Sierra laughed out loud. "Yeah, and Merlin is really a she."
Sirius's mouthed dropped. "Is h- she really?"
Sierra rolled her eyes. Sometimes, Sirius could be really dense.
The four first years fell into a nice silence after they had finished teasing Sirius. But it wasn't long before the train whistle blew, warning the passengers of the upcoming jerk of the train starting. It caused Sierra to jump softly and the three boys to laugh. Remus was the first to end, seeing the murderous glare the black haired girl was giving her twin. Sirius, of course, was completely oblivious to it and continued to laugh and tease her for a good fifteen minutes. After that, Sirius and James once again huddled into their circle-thing and looked in awe as they poked at the... whatever it is that James held firmly in his hands. Remus spaced out by himself, looking out the window of the train as they left the city and entered the country-side. Sierra sat, tired, though once her eyes landed on the compartment door, they never left.
She was supposed to find Casey on the train. Sierra wasn't sure if her best friend was coming to look for her or... she was supposed to go look for the blonde. After looking at the door for a good half-an-hour, Sierra realized that no matter how long and hard you starred at something, it wouldn't open. At least, not when she tried it anyway. Someone could probably open things and blast holes in walls at their very will just... not her.
It would certainly be interesting, though. Sierra thought to herself. Blasting holes in the wall just by looking at it.
After another half an hour, Sierra finally stood up and went to exit the compartment.
"Where're you going?" Sirius questioned, his brows furrowed.
"I'm going to look for Casey. You know.. my best friend." Sierra replied, now standing in the hallway and looking into the compartment. "I'm afraid she got lost or something. Want to help me look for her?"
"Yes."
"No."
"Maybe."
The three boys spoke at the same time, and after a look at each other, Sirius shrugged. "Alright... lead the way."
The four first years began to wander the hallways of the Hogwarts Express, peeking in rooms in search of the blonde. The numbers of checked rooms grew. Ten. Eleven. Sixteen. Twenty. It seemed like the search would never end.
"Man this train is big." James complained, leaning against the wall. "You know, I bet if we just stayed in our compartment, she would have found us by now."
"Oh stop whining." Sierra said. "There can't be too many compartments on this train."
Opening the next compartment door, the four students gasped at the sight that lay before them. Eyes as wide as saucers, looks of utter disgust on their face, the first years watched the eldest Black son kiss a very pretty third year girl. She had long, jet black hair that seemed to almost suck the light out of the compartment, and beautiful blue eyes that really grabbed people's attention. She, it seemed, had already dressed herself in her school robes. According to the badge on her robes, she was in the same house Logan was. Gryffindor.
The girl was the first one to noticed them as they watched the two make-out. She broke off the kiss and burst into giggles, only a slight tinge of red forming in her cheeks. Logan stayed oblivious for the moment, until the girl pointed a slender finger in the first years direction. Logan turned around and once he caught sight of the four, his eyes could've popped out of his head. His face matched the color of the red carpet, embarrassed at being caught.
"Wha-What are you doing here?" The eldest of Blacks inquired nervously, his voice raising slightly.
"We're looking for my friend." Sierra replied quickly. "What in earth are you doing with her? Your... your basically married to Nadia!"
"Sh!" Logan hissed, standing up to bring both the Blacks into the compartment. Remus and James followed anyway, too nosey to let this slide out from their grasp. "Don't you say a word to Mom!"
Sierra nodded quickly, easily understanding why Logan didn't want this information to be returned to their vicious mother. Sirius, on the other hand, smiled evilly once Logan's deep green eyes rested on him. His face color slowly drained from it's beat red color.
"Sirius Gordon Black, don't you dare."
The twin gave in, though he still enjoyed how he could make Logan's face change colors so quickly. As Logan sat down again beside the unknown girl, an uncomfortable silence overcame the compartment.
"Awkward social moment..." Remus whispered to himself, a hand running through his shaggy, light brown hair.
"I'm Aislyn." The girl announced, sitting up straighter in her seat. "Aislyn Apple."
All nodded towards her, save Logan who... already knew her, in fact.
"Sirius Black." Sirius said, eyeing Aislyn for a moment.
"Sierra Black." Sierra followed.
"James Potter."
"Remus Lupin."
She smiled a very warm and kind smile. Logan grinned as he watched her, and slowly moved closer to her. Aislyn lifted her blue eyes to look at him, and her head rested on his shoulder lovingly.
"Ew..." Sierra thought aloud, causing Sirius and James to nod in agreement.
"Maybe we should be going..." Remus said, making the decision for everyone. "We'll... see you around."
James gave one final disgusted look at Logan and Aislyn, before opening the door. Unfortunately for them, someone seemed to be blocking the doorway.
"Uh... hello? We want to go." James stated, raising an eyebrow.
Sirius and Sierra seemed to die on the spot, both mentally shrinking down in size.
"Heh.. Hey Nadia." Sirius said, turning around to look at Logan and Aislyn who sat there comfortably. "Uh.. wh-what're you..."
"Oh shut up, Black Jr. #1, I already know."
The hair on the back of Sirius's neck seemed to lift in extreme hate at the name, a barely audible growl coming from his mouth. Nadia had started calling the twins Black Jr. #1 and #2 a long time ago. In fact, it was the first day that Logan and Nadia had met. Logan had hated her then, and hated her now... to this day.
From inside the compartment, Logan watched Nadia carefully, his eyebrows furrowed. He wouldn't put it past the Slytherin to hex Aislyn... and himself... right now. The two betrothed eyed each other for a moment until Nadia huffed and walked away, her hips swaying dramatically. Just the action caught James's attention, though not for the reason most would think.
"You'd think after walking like that, she'd break her hips or something..." James muttered, all of the first years still watching her walk down the hall. "I mean, watch!"
He got out of the compartment and stood in a comfortable position, before walking off down the hall, copying Nadia's walk almost exactly. Turning around like the models you see on muggle television, the Potter boy strutted back to his friends, eyes battering femininely. Walking up to Sirius, he wrapped an arm around his buddy and battered his eyes some more.
"Oh Sirius! Your so cute."
James took this perfect opportunity to pinch Sirius hard on the cheek, like any grandparent would. Sirius head wiggled softly, and by the time he got his cheek back, it was red from how hard the pinch had been. Sirus growled once again and chased James all the way down the hall, and all the way back to their original compartment. Sierra and Remus followed silently behind, Sierra finally giving up in the look for her best friend.
I'll see her later. Sierra thought to herself, chocolate brown eyes looking to Remus. Until then... I have Remus to talk to.
The four first years spent the rest of their long day in the small compartment, sometimes chatting away feverishly and other times, napping and starring out the window. It had gotten dark pretty fast as they all starred out the window, watching the many trees and whatnot go by in a blur. Sierra had fell asleep many a times, almost always her head ending up on Remus's shoulder. Now, she can't really deny the fact that Remus's shoulder is overly comfy. Not to mention, he smelt really good. Sierra enjoyed the smell of pine and cinnamon, and fell asleep on Remus's shoulder once again breathing the scent in.
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Authors Note: Ok, so my chapters vary in size. They won't always be that big, just... sometimes. ¬.¬ don't blame me! blame Jimbob my Muse-Fish! he keeps nagging at me. not to mention li... mutters about how she gives poor kay a deadline oh I'm pressured all around to get this finished. AND HA! IT IS! runs away with glee oh, R/R!