OOOkay. So I completely started re-writing this. When I think about it, the format for the story is so different from this one. I guess I have to thank OOTP for that. Haha. But yeah most of the writing in this has been done during school. Math models 3rd period to be exact. So if the story seems kinda weak, bear with me, it'll get better once this thing starts rolling. I'm also thinking I may need a beta reader, so if anyone is interested….;) well let me know R&R

Disclaimer: yeah right like I could ever own the rights to Harry Potter. I'm not as cool as J.K. Rowling. Also, some of the names I use in this belong to Sara Douglass.

James Potter stood with his parents on the platform of the Hogwarts express. His mother, Rebecca, was fussing over him in her usual manner. She hopelessly tried to smooth out his unruly black hair.

"Mum… I think we're getting a little old for this."

She rolled her eyes and stepped away from him.

"Thank you."

His father Allen cleared his throat and handed James a parcel. He took the package from his dad's hand and opened it. It was a book, The Evolution of Quidditch.

"It's for the ride." Allen said. "And maybe you can use it for this year's games."

James grinned and hugged his parents.

"Oi! Potter!"

James looked to him mum and dad.

"That'll be Sirius. I'm off, I'll write some time next week."

He hugged his parents once more and waved as he caught up with his friends.

"There you are, it took ya long enough." Sirius said.

"Hey, it's not my fault my parents actually want to see me off" James joked.

"Ah shut it. It's not like I want them to see me off."

"Touché" said James.

They boarded the train and headed to a compartment in the back.

"Where's Remus?"

"Prefect business." Sirius rolled his eyes.

Faraday Hunter stood with her mom on the platform. Her mom smiled proudly and smoothed her long straight black hair.

"Mom… c'mon." Faraday said with a jokingly annoyed tone.

"Alright! Alright! Here's your bag. Oh! And don't forget your magazine." She hugged her mom.

"Write me as SOON as you can!"

"Will do." Faraday saluted her mom and boarded the train. She stood in the walkway with a lost look on her face. She frowned and nervously bit her lip. Figuring the back would be empty she went to the back of the train. To her dismay there were more students than she expected and all of the compartments were full. Full of people she knew nothing about. A knot obnoxiously twisted in her stomach. She stood still and took in deep, not so steady breaths. With a violent jolt the train took off and she gave a cry of surprise as she fell backwards and landed square on her butt. A chuckle sounded from in front of her. She frowned and shook her hair out of her face. A tall thin boy with sandy blonde hair and golden eyes stood in front of her, an amused smile plastered on his face. He leaned forward and lent her his hand. Reluctantly she accepted his help.

"Are you alright?"

Faraday straightened herself out and nodded an embarrassed yes.

"You look kinda lost, and kinda tall for a first year."

"Oh umm well…that would be because I've just transferred to Hogwarts from Minstrelsea. The American school, and I don't know anyone else. Hence the confused and embarrassed look on my face." She pointed at her disheveled self with a lopsided grin.

"Well you're welcome to sit with my friends and me."

"Uhh are you sure that's a good idea? I mean I don't want to intrude. I'm sure there's an empty compartment around here somewhere," She said looking around.

"Trust me, there's not. And you'll have fun I promise."

She continued to stare at him with an apprehensive look until he took her arm by the elbow and drug her to the compartment a few doors down. Remus threw the door open and his three friends looked up from a game of exploding snap.

"Hey! 'Bout time you decided to show up." A boy with semi-long black hair and gray eyes said.

Remus smiled and pulled Faraday in with him. The three guys looked a little confused and another boy with black hair looked to Remus for and explanation.

"Hey guys, this is...Um... what's your name?"

"Oh! … Hah." She laughed nervously, "I'm Faraday Hunter."

"'Lo Faraday, I'm Peter."

She smiled and waved.

"James Potter," he said with a glance her way before he returned his attention to the game at hand.

The boy with the semi-long black hair grinned "Black, Sirius Black."

Faraday smirked. For some reason all she could think about was the James Bond film she'd seen over the summer.

"Well if that's all for introductions why don't we have a seat?" Remus suggested.

"Actually you never told me your name." Faraday said.

"Oh sorry about that. I'm Remus."

"It's nice to meet you all. I'll just stay out of your hair."

She sat down beside Peter across from James and stared out the window watching the scenery pass for a while before she reached into her messenger bag and pulled out the latest issue of Quidditch Animated, and started to read an article about the American All star team. After a few moments she felt weird and glanced up to see four boys staring at her. Faraday shrunk under their stares when she noticed how weird she must have seemed to them. She was tall and lanky. He hair was straight, black and went to her elbows. Her skin was pale and her eyes a shocking pale green color. But that wasn't what made her seem particularly odd. Her wardrobe. She was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a lime green knitted halter-top and a brown suede jacket with fringe on the sleeves. She wouldn't have seemed so out of place if they hadn't all been wearing the same outfit, uniforms.

"Do you need to change?" Remus asked.

"Oh, um, no. When we get to the school they are gonna sort me before the first years so I can just go ahead and sit with my house while the first years are getting sorted."

"Oh alright then."

Their gazes averted, well all but one.

"What's that you're reading?" James asked her.

"What this?" She tilted the cover up to show him.

On the cover a game of Quidditch was raging on and in flashy letters it said "Full coverage of this season's world cup!"

"It's just the September issue of Quidditch Animated. Have you gotten to read it yet?" she asked.

"How have I never heard of this magazine?"

"WHAT? You've never heard of it?"

"NO!"

"But this is the best Quidditch magazine out there!"

"Can I see it?" James asked eagerly.

"Yeah sure."

"Hey Pete, trade spots with me!"

They swapped spots so that Faraday and James could look at the magazine. They sat completely in a world of their own talking eagerly about all things Quidditch for a good solid hour.

"James…mate…you're practically drooling all over yourself." Sirius smirked.

James' eyes didn't even leave the magazine. He may as well have not even heard Sirius. Quidditch Animated had his complete and undivided attention. When he and Faraday finally got through the magazine they were talking avidly about the cup two years earlier when the Ballycastle Bats played the Falmouth Falcons. James got out the book his father had given him just before he boarded the train only to further their conversation. They continued talking about Quidditch until the old witch came by with the trolley. Faraday got a few cauldron cakes whereas the boys got various kinds of candy, unsurprising. From that point on the ride passed with surprising speed. A game of exploding snap went on between Remus and Sirius, James re-read Quidditch Animated cover to cover again and it didn't take Faraday long to realize that she was in fact having a lot of fun. Remus had kept his promise.

At some point in the ride, rain started to smack against the window, not harshly, but heavy just the same. Rain for some reason or another always made Faraday tired so it was no surprise to her that while she'd resumed her pastime of staring out the window she started to grow horribly drowsy until she inevitably fell asleep. Her nap didn't last too long however. She was rudely awoken by stifled giggles and an obnoxious snort that she later found it'd come from peter. But the muffled laughter was not the only thing that woke her but more of the first and most obvious. Strings of liquorish were stuck up her nose; random hard candies were stuck to her face, like lifesavers. And apparently a piece of chocolate had been dropped down the front of her halter and was melting with ease. Color rushed to her face, only adding to the volume of the four boys' laughter. It had always been hard to embarrass her and she didn't want to start now especially in front of new people. So with good humor she took the liquorish strands out of her nose and made to tongue the ends of them, immediately drawing more laughs from the boys along with an "Eww" and a "NO!" to which she began to laugh as well. These guys, they weren't too bad. The train began to slow down ever so slightly. It curved around a hillside, offering Faraday her first look at her new school. Her breath caught in her throat. This was a school? It had parapets surrounded by spires and towers a forest just beyond the school grounds and a massive crystal lake with, at the moment, moonlight bouncing off of the surface. And she was going to school here. This would be her home away from home. It would not be hard to learn to live with.

The train pulled into the station and students proceeded to step out into the open fresh air. Faraday stood and grabbed her messenger bag and looked at the boys who were nice enough to put up with her.

"Well boys, it's been fun. I guess I'll be seeing you when I see you." She smiled brightly and waved to them, then headed down the hallway and out to go find her escort that would take her to get sorted.