The Marauder Chronicles – Chapter 1: Getting Sorted and Settled
Every time our eyes meet
This feeling inside me
Is almost more than I can take
Baby when you touch me
I can feel how much you love me
And it just blows me away
I've never been this close to anyone or anything
I can hear your thoughts
I can see your dreams
I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby I'm amazed by you
The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your hair all around me
Baby you surround me
You touch everyplace in my heart
Oh it feels like the first time every time
I wanna spent the whole night in your eyes
Every little thing that you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Oh, every little thing that you do
Baby I'm amazed by you
- Amazed by Lonestar
Looking at her watch, Trinity saw it was nearly three o'clock. They weren't due at Hogwarts till gone six.
Sitting on the train, she looked out of the window as the countryside passed her by, nothing more than a blur. Lost in her own thoughts, she didn't hear the carriage door open or close.
"Excuse me?" the person cleared their throat.
Trinity turned her head. Long, lanky black hair was the first thing that stood out to her, the unusually large, distinct nose the second; the smirk on his lips the last. Raising her eyebrows expectantly, she waited for him to continue.
"This carriage is for Slytherins only."
One side of her mouth twisting up evilly, she replied coolly, "Well I'm sorry, but you'll have to find somewhere else, I was here first."
"If you don't move, I will hex you."
Trinity laughed at him. "Yeah, right. Go ahead then."
Just as his hand reached inside his jacket pocket, the carriage door slid open again. Two boys came in, both older than Trinity's new 'friend.'
"Problems, Severus?" one said, his eyes resting on her.
"This stupid little girl won't remove herself from our carriage, so I'm going to do it myself."
"Trins?" the other said, looking at her in disbelief.
"Rabastan?" her eyes widened. "Oh my god, you look…different."
"You've changed, too," he smiled back at her.
"Trinity." The other one nodded his head in recognition.
"Rodolphus," she smiled back.
"You know this girl, this problem?"
Trinity, and Rabastan, ignored his last comment. He replied, "Yes, Severus, this is Hel Honeyduke-Lestrange, or Trinity. She's in your year."
"Lestrange? I take it you three are related, then."
"She's our cousin," Rodolphus dismissed her.
"Trins go find another carriage," Rabastan looked at her.
She opened her mouth to protest, but something in his eyes made her stop. She sighed angrily instead, and reached up to retrieve her travelling bag from the overhead rack. Rabastan reached up and got it for her, and said to his brother and Severus, "I'm just gonna make sure she's okay. Be back in a minute."
Once they were outside, Trinity turned to him.
"Why don't you want me to stay in there?"
"You don't want to be in there, Trins, trust me. It's all dark stuff, you wouldn't like it."
"It's DE stuff, isn't it?" she said, using the reference their family used when talking amongst themselves about their 'cult.'
Rabastan wouldn't meet her eyes.
"Rab…" she touched his face softly, "you don't have to be one of them. Just say no."
"It's not that easy, Trins," he looked up at her, his dark intense eyes dull and hollow. Then, as soon as it was there, the misery and reluctance of being a Death Eater vanished, and his eyes were sparkling again, like she always remembered them to be.
"Anyways," he looked her up and down. "You've changed so much. You look stunning, Trins."
Momentarily forgetting the subject of Death Eaters, she blushed, playfully smacking his arm. "You've changed too, Rab, you've grown up as well."
"Yeah, but not like you. It's a shame our parents aren't talking anymore, I'd loved to have married you."
Grinning, Trinity linked her arm through Rabastan's free one, his other hand carrying her bag.
"Geez, Trins, what have you got in here? It's really heavy?"
"It's heavy? Or are you just not strong enough?" she teased him, laughing. "Oh, I missed you Rab. When's the last time we saw each other"
"About…three years ago. I'm glad you're at Hogwarts, Trins."
"I am, too. It'll be like old times, Rab."
Smiling bashfully, Rabastan stopped as he found an empty compartment. "Here, you should be safe in here."
He slid the door open for her, and put her travel bag on one seat. "You should think about getting dressed. If you're anything like you were when you were younger, you won't be ready in time."
Rolling her eyes at him, she grinned, then shooed him out so she could get dressed.
"Rab?" she called, before he left.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for caring about me back there," she said shyly, and gave him a peck on the cheek.
As she did so, a deep voice called from down the corridor in a singsong manner. "Ooh, Rabastan's got a girlfriend.'
"Shove it, Black." Rabastan turned to face his tormenter, Trinity unable to see him because of her cousin's tall, muscular form.
"Move out of the way, Lestrange. Let's see her, she must be pretty ugly to want to go out with you. Desperate, too, I should imagine."
Sneering at him, Rabastan moved out of the way, and Trinity stepped out of her compartment.
Trinity smiled in glee at her cousin as this 'Black,' as he had called him, his jaw nearly drop to the floor. He looked her up and down, from her figure-hugging teeny red halterneck top, denim miniskirt with red ruffle bottom, red crepe D&G jacket and red Casadei Mary Janes (AN: I have a pair of these, they're absolutely gorgeous! They're really high, with little holes punched round the edge, and a little bow on the front strap!) to her captivating, perfectly made-up, glowing face. He was speechless by her, unsure whether he preferred her massive chocolate eyes or large cleavage.
"I take it you haven't met my cousin, Trinity Honeyduke-Lestrange, Black?" Rabastan sneered at him, hating the way he was watching her, his eyes travelling all over her body.
"Trinity," he breathed. His eyes never left her form, and he like the way her name fell from his lips, the ease with which it was said.
"I'm sorry, your, wonderful, cousin," he began, a little sarcastically, "hasn't introduced me. I'm Sirius Black, general, all round good-looking guy and Quidditch extraordinaire." He flashed her one of his most irresistible grins too, for measure.
Trinity didn't look impressed. Raising an eyebrow, she turned to Rabastan and said, "See you later, honey," before going back into her compartment, where she intended to stay for the rest of the journey.
"Where have you been, Padfoot? You've been gone ages!" James exclaimed upon Sirius' arrival back in the Marauders' compartment.
"Hey, where are the Bertie Botts' you were getting?" Peter look dismayed, "you were supposed to be getting food!"
"Padfoot?" Remus eyed his fellow Marauder with uncertainty.
"I've fallen in love!"
The other three moaned simultaneously.
"And who is she this time?" Remus rolled his eyes.
"She's called Trinity."
"Trinity?"
"Yes, Prongs, Trinity. Trinity Honeyduke-Lestrange."
"Oh no," James looked at Remus. "Not as in the granddaughter and heiress of Hogsmeade Honeyduke's?"
"I don't know," Sirius shrugged indifferently, still in a bit of a daze. He lay down on his seat by the window next to Peter, opposite his two best friends. "She's Rabastan and Rodolphus' cousin."
"As in Honeyduke's the sweetshop?" Peter asked. "She must get loads of free sweets."
Ignoring the greedy Marauder, Remus and James carried on their questioning.
"Has she got long brown hair? And sparkling brown eyes?"
Nodding, Sirius smiled. "They're massively sparkling."
James looked at Sirius. "It is her, Sirius. Stay away from her, she's got a dark background. I'm talking Death Eaters in every generation."
Sirius sat up, starting to get a little angry. "Yeah, well, we can make a club, you know, I'm the same as her."
"Fine, Padfoot," Remus was trying his best to prevent any arguments, "if you like her, then ask her out. She's quite mischievous though, not all sugar and spice like she makes out to be."
"How do you two know her anyway?" Peter asked.
"The Honeyduke's are always invited to our Winter Ball, and Moony knew her brother Hades a long time ago," James replied. "I've known Hel, or Trinity as she prefers to be called, since we were tiny."
"She's in our year?" Sirius looked hopeful.
"Yeah. She's been best friends with Rabastan since forever. I think their parents had decided they were gonna marry each other."
"But remember," Remus added, "they fell out and their 'engagement' was broken off."
"Who fell out, her and Rabastan?" Peter looked confused.
"No, their parents."
"She'll be in Slytherin, though. She is a Lestrange."
"Shut up, Wormtail," Sirius said huffily.
"Ooh, touchy!" James teased him. "You'd better get ready, Padfoot, you wanna look your best for her when you get off."
Trying not to smile, Sirius just crossed his arms and looked out of the window.
One and a half hours later, and Sirius hadn't moved, still looking out of the window as the world went by.
"Right." James stood up. "Come on, lovesick Padfoot. We're going to see your new flavour of the week."
Sirius jumped up, a massive smile on his face. "Really?"
"Yeah, me and Moony are going to go see her, catch up with her. And you can sit there, and say nothing."
"Okay…what do you mean say nothing?"
"Well, you're not exactly tactful," James said gently, leaving the compartment ahead of Remus and Sirius, leaving Peter behind, "and Trinity, if I remember correctly, has quite a temper."
"Whatever Prongs," Sirius grinned as they reached where Trinity was, indie music just audible, "I'm just gonna be my normal, suave, irresistible self, and she'll fall in love with me like everyone else does."
"Yeah…" James pushed the curtain aside and looked through the compartment window. "Oh my god, Remus, that's not Trinity, it can't be."
"What?" Remus moved next to James, "Whoa! She's changed so much."
"Let me see," Sirius pushed in the middle of them, and his eyes widened when he saw her.
Trinity was just getting changed. She stood in the middle of the otherwise empty compartment, in a pair of nude-coloured hold-ups and her black bra and knickers, zipping the side of her black miniskirt on. They watched her as she slipped on a crisp short-sleeved tight white shirt and buttoned it up. With a sly smile, she then undid the top two buttons.
"She's still Trinity, though."
Remus laughed, and politely tapped on the window. Looking over, Trinity saw him and James and flashed them a dazzling smile. The smile turned to a sneer as she saw Sirius.
Remus slid the door open and the three walked in. "Oh my God, Trinity, you look absolutely amazing!"
"Remus!" She said, surprised, as he enveloped her in a hug, "you look great, too. I haven't seen you in like absolutely ages! And you, James!" she turned to James, hugging him too, "James Potter! You've turned into a right royal stud!"
"You're quite something yourself, Trins."
Blushing as they pulled apart, Trinity turned to Sirius. She raised her eyebrows, ready for him to say something.
"Ah, yes," Remus began, getting the impression that their initial encounter hadn't run too smoothly. "Trinity, this is Sirius, Sirius Black."
"Yeah…we've met. 'Sirius Black, general, all round good-looking guy and Quidditch extraordinaire,'" she quoted. "Well," she added, grinning quite evilly, "I'm Hel Honeyduke-Lestrange, general, all round butter-wouldn't-melt-in-my-mouth good-looking girl and Quidditch extraordinaire. You've met your match, Mr. Black."
"Took the words right out of my mouth," James smiled knowingly at Remus. "So, you gonna move all your stuff, Trins, or you expect us to stand around here all day."
Beaming at him, Trinity quickly picked some of the clothes and make-up and accessories strewn out over the seats and the floor. Remus helped her, and she smiled thankfully at him as she took them from him and shoved them all into her travel bag.
They all sat down, James and Remus opposite Trinity and Sirius, and spent time catching up with each other, talking about Trinity coming to Hogwarts, her brother and sisters, and the Marauders and all the mischief they had got up to so far.
"Hogwarts in ten minutes," someone called down the corridor.
"We'd better be going, guys," Remus stood up, "we'll let you finish getting ready."
Trinity hugged Remus, and then James.
"Good luck with the sorting, Trins," James smiled at her.
"Yeah," she said sarcastically, "another Lestrange to the list of Slytherins. Can't wait."
"You might not be a Slytherin."
"Ultimately, I'm a Lestrange, Sirius. My entire family are Slytherins. There's no other house I belong in."
"That's what I thought. I'm the first Black not to be in Slytherin, you can imagine how well that went down at home."
Trinity just smiled, and they left her to finish packing.
Moments later, Rabastan appeared at the door.
"What were they doing in here?"
"Oh, they heard I was on the train, and wondered if I fancied a foursome to pass the time," Trinity rolled her eyes at him. "They came to say hi and catch up, Rab. That's all."
"Right," Rabastan stepped in, "you want some help."
"Yeah, pass me my hairbrush and stuff on that seat," Trinity pointed, forcing the main zip of her travel bag shut.
He helped her finish packing, and when the train came to a stop, he helped her off, showing her where the new students had to go.
"Good luck," he kissed her cheek, "See ya in Slytherin soon,"
Trinity just shot him a dirty look.
Rabastan walked off, chuckling, and behind where he had been standing, she caught the eye of Sirius Black, who had no doubt been watching them. His expression was unreadable, and he suddenly looked away, breaking their gaze, before walking off, 'probably,' Trinity thought, "to find James and Remus, and that fat one they talked about that from the sounds of him she didn't think fitted in with them.'
She went to where Rabastan had told her to go, and got into a little boat, along with three first years. The boat journey was a short one, and when they got to Hogwarts, Trinity was in awe.
It was absolutely massive, much grander and magnificent that she could have ever dreamed. Immense towers and annexes loomed over them, standing out against the late afternoon sunlight.
The boat came to a stop, and they were all led to a small room to wait for the Sorting Ceremony. Sat in a chair by the door, Trinity could hear the Great Hall filling up, as friends told each other what they'd done and where they'd been on holiday.
"Right," a Scottish woman came in through the door, dressed in green tartan with a black robe and hat. "I am Professor McGonagall, the Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House. You will all be called momentarily to be Sorted, once the Headmaster has given his beginning-of-year Speech and read out any notices. You will be put in order of year first, and then within each year, alphabetical order. Please be ready when you are called."
When she left, Hagrid, who'd escorted them from the train station to Hogwarts, began sorting them into the order Professor McGonagall had said they needed to be in.
It turned out there were only three other new sixth years as well as Trinity, two girls and a boy. One boy and girl were twins, and the other girl was her best friend.
Trinity stood talking to them for a while, until they were called.
Professor McGonagall was stood on a platform, next to a stool, on which a, old, patchy hat was placed. It suddenly burst into song, something it did every year apparently, and then the actual Sorting began. The first five years were sorted, the majority of students being placed in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. When it came to the sixth year, the twin's friend, Jennifer Berkely, was Sorted first, put in Ravenclaw. Then it was Trinity's turn.
"Honeyduke-Lestrange, Hel."
She sat on the stool and the Sorting Hat was placed on her head. Waiting for it's decision, Trinity looked around the Great Hall, and spotted Rabastan, who she smiled at. Looking at the Gryffindor table, she saw Remus and James, her eyes passing over Sirius to catch a glimpse of the fourth Marauder. He was blonde and fat, and he looked greedy and selfish. How could he be friends with three gorgeous guys?
'Three?' she thought. 'Did I just say Sirius Black was gorgeous?'
"Never mind that now," the Sorting Hat interrupted, "Will you stop thinking so I can decide where to put you."
"Oh. Sorry." Trinity grinned from underneath the hat.
"Well, your name suggests you belong in Slytherin, however there isn't anything in your head that makes me believe you will prosper the most there. You seem to be more daring and brave, rather than devious and sly. So, I think, Miss. Honeyduke-Lestrange, you belong in…GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor table roared as Trinity made her way towards them. Casting a glance over at Rabastan at the Slytherin table, she saw he looked unhappy she wasn't a Slytherin, although she knew he was secretly glad she wasn't in Death Eater territory.
Trinity sat down next to James, and they all clapped her on the back, whooping an cheering still as the twins 'Smith, Annika,' and 'Smith, Lewis,' were sorted into Ravenclaw, along with Jennifer.
Finally, the Sorting was over and everyone began eating.
"So…" the fat, greedy one, Peter, said, shoving food into his mouth, "Why did you come to Hogwarts?"
"Well, I didn't actually get my letter until May, but I was home-schooled before that, you know, so I was only six years behind. And I decided to finish taking my OWLs, and then come here to do my NEWTS."
"Well Trins, I'm glad you're in Gryffindor. Hey, do you wanna go to Hogsmeade with us this weekend?" Remus asked her.
"Erm…sure, I don't think I've got anything else to do."
"Great," James finished off his cup of pumpkin juice and waited for it to refill itself before drinking some more. "We can go to Zonko's, we haven't been there in absolutely ages."
"Mmn, I need to get that last Potions book as well," Sirius added.
James laughed, "You're so dead, mate, we've got Potions first thing tomorrow morning"
"Shit, what am I gonna do? If it's Professor, he'll kill me."
"Just make sure you're sat with me, you can share until we go to Hogsmeade."
"Don't you remember?" Remus said, "he said he was going to create his own seating plan this year, because you two kept talking."
"Great!" Sirius said sarcastically, standing up. "I'm done, you lot coming."
"Yeah," Remus and James got up.
"Peter, are you coming?"
"Mmn-hmn," Peter said, stuffing another chocolate donut in his mouth, and grabbing another one to eat on the way.
"Trinity?" Sirius looked at her.
She turned round.
"You coming? We'll show you the way to Gryffindor tower. You'll need to know the password too,"
"Erm, okay."
She got up and smoothed down her robes, which had turned a gorgeous deep red colour upon her announcement of being a Gryffindor.
James, Remus and Peter walked slightly ahead of Sirius and Trinity, Sirius stealing glances at her every now and again.
"So…" he tried to make conversation. "You said you play Quidditch?"
"Yeah."
"Cool…what position do you play?"
"Beater."
"Same! You know, there's an opening in the Quidditch team for one. My partner, Johnny, he was in year 7, he left at the end of last year, and there'll be trials next week, I think, for a replacement. You should come. We could train together."
"I don't know. Maybe."
"Oh, go on, I'll catch you if you fall, I promise."
"Right…" Trinity looked at James who'd turned around to hear what they were saying, amused.
"Here we are," Remus stopped in front of the portrait of The Fat Lady. "Right Trins, you need to say the password before she'll let you in." He turned to the portrait. "Whizzing Fizzbangers."
The portrait swung forward and the five stepped into Gryffindor Common Room. It was quite empty, most Gryffindors still in the Great Hall.
"That's the stairs to the girls' dorms," Remus pointed to a staircase on the left, "and that one leads to the boys'."
"So if you're ever lonely, you know where to come," Sirius grinned at her.
"I could think of a lot of places I'd go if I was lonely before I came to find you," she said quietly. James, the only one who had heard her, laughed, then tried to turn it into a cough as the other three looked at him.
"Right, well, I think I'm going to go to my room," Trinity smiled at them. "I'm actually really tired, and I've got a lot of unpacking to do first."
"Do you want to meet us in the morning before breakfast?" Remus looked at her with concern.
"Erm, yeah, that'd be nice, Rems." She hugged him.
"We'll be sat in here around half seven, so come down and meet us when you're ready."
"Okay."
"Night, Trins,' James kissed her cheek.
"Hey, watch out Prongs," Sirius said, his face quite pink as he watched his best friend kiss her. "Lily'll get jealous."
They watched as an angry-looking redheaded girl marched crossly up the stairs to the girls' dorm room.
"I wish," was all James said.
"Night Peter, night Sirius," Trinity said politely, before making her way to the bottom of the stairs.
Sirius looked put out that he didn't get a hug, and he strode to a sofa by the fire. Peter followed him.
James and Remus watched her walk up the stairs until she disappeared round a corner, before joining the other two Marauders by the fire.
Author's Note:
I hoped you liked it. I'm very excited about this story, so please read and review and tell me what you think of it!
Serenity x.