Fifteen year old Isabella Myres lay on her bed, deep in thought. Tomorrow is her sixteenth birthday. She looked around the room she shared with another orphan, Cassie, at Mrs. Welmer's orphanage. Isabella's parents were killed by Voldemort himself when she was two.

---------------Isabella's Point of View----------------

Tomorrow I turn sixteen. I won't be getting any cards or presents because my friend, Emily (or Em), is a witch like me, but I live at a muggle orphanage. Not an orphanage like in Annie, mind you, but a real orphanage. I sighed and thought of Hogwarts. Hogwarts is my home; the orphanage is what I refer to as a "temporary living quarter." To sum my life up it sucks. I hate almost everything in it, except Em, of course. I hate my appearance of long black hair and violet eyes. That's right, violet eyes, or blue and purple. Well, my hair is okay. But, I am a fifteen year old girl that's only 5'6! Em, says I'm a total babe, but were best friends so you can't believe her. My roommate Cassie, however, is gorgeous. She has honey-blonde hair and pool-blue eyes. But, we are not friends since she's popular and I'm not.

But, if there's one thing I hate the most it's Sirius Black. Now, who, may you ask, is Sirius Black. Sirius Black is the down bringer of my life. He's a member of a group named the Marauders. The Marauders play pranks on the Slytherins in Hogwarts. The Marauders consist of Remus Lupin, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew. James is my friend seeing how we are both chasers on the Gryffindor Quid ditch team. Unfortunately, Sirius plays the role as a beater on our team. James has messy, black hair and hazel eyes framed by glasses. Sirius has black hair that falls into his gray eyes. Remus has sandy-blonde hair and blue eyes. Peter has brown hair and brown eyes.

Now Remus is smart and nice so we get along just fine. James and I are very close friends. Peter and I don't associate. But Sirius is the problem. I just hatehim. I would be fine if he ignored me but, no, he always has to talk to me. We constantly fight despite the fact that he and Em are friends. But Sirius just never ceases to annoy me. Its like his purpose in life is to annoy the crap out of me, honestly.

I just looked over at the clock its midnight. I watch as time ticks by until the clock reads in big red letters 12:15, my birthday. I'm sixteen. I don't feel at all different then I did fifteen minutes ago. Its official, my life sucks. Struck by and inspiration I take out my journal and start to write a song.

Breakaway

Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)

Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed I could break away

Chorus:
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I love
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway

Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway

Chorus

Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging around revolving doors
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway

I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway

The song is the story to my life. Before Hogwarts I didn't exist. I look out the window as rain beats against it. I want to get away, to get out, to fly away, and to break away. For now I am just Isabella Myres, the sixth year Gryffindor. In two days I go back to Hogwarts. I can't wait to finally go home. I can't wait to see Em, who I haven't seen in months. Oh, I almost forgot I have to order my books from Diagon alley but, they've got to be sent at midnight. Well, it looks like I'm going to be miserable for the rest of my life. I sigh, I better go to bed.

A/n: These lyrics are from Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson. Their not mine just like Harry potter isn't mine.

That Girl

This story is a year after Isabella's commentary due to the fact that I am lazy.

Sirius Black's Point of View

"That girl drives me NUTS! I absolutely HATE HER! She's just so, ugh, HER!" I yelled while my best friends, Remus Lupin, James Potter, and Peter Pettigrew listened.

My names is Sirius Black, a member of the Marauders. I am the sexy one of the bunch with long, black hair falling into my gorgeous gray eyes, who wouldn't love me? James is my best friend he has unmanageable black hair, and hazel eyes framed by glasses. Remus is the smart one of our group with blonde hair and blue eyes. Remus also is a werewolf, so James, Peter, and I became animagi. Peter has brown hair and brown eyes and he's the tag-a-long.

The girl I'm ranting about is Isabella Myres. Don't get me wrong she's beautiful. She has the long, black hair and the really pretty violet eyes. But, she is a pain in the, "BEEP!" James yells randomly for his own enjoyment. Anyway, this girl is a royal bitch. You may say royal bitch, royal bitch is that even a word? Well it isn't but it's the only word she deserves. This girl is always picking fights with me. She's mean, smart, beautiful, witty, and everything I hate. "Well she's nothing compared to Evans!" said James, once again interrupting my thoughts.

But you can't listen to James, he is crazy. Well, crazy in love with Evans that is. I had to say something, "Are you crazy, I HATE Myres, you LOVE Evans. There's a difference!"

"In other words he is saying James at least you like Evans, he hates Myres and she annoys him constantly." Remus said smartly.

"You're right," James said, now in Evans Land, "Evans is beautiful, smart, beautiful, sexy, beautiful, has nice legs."

I sighed. James was too much in love to realize the real problems. Like the Myre's Issue. "You'll never understand!" I said dramatically.

Remus rolled his eyes, Peter snored, and James was still in Evans Land. Tough crowd. There was a scream and the compartment door was thrown open, "YOU!" Lily Evans yelled, furiously at James, "YOU ARE HEAD BOY!"

"Why yes, I am," James said, "And you're head girl."

"So you're stalking me now?" Evans said.

"No, I looked at your badge congratulations, by the way." James said walking out of the compartment, "Come on we have a prefects meeting to lead."

Lily stood there, mouth agape, and eyes wide. Peter, Remus, and I laughed at her expression. We laughed for awhile and then we realized Remus was a prefect and it was mandatory for him to attend the meeting. Remus ran to the Prefects compartment and out of sight. I heard my stomach growl and decided to look for the trolley. Instead of reaching my goal of finding the food trolley, I walked into the person I least wanted to see. Isabella Myres. We collided and fell backwards off our feet. "Sorry," She said, meaningfully not noticing who she crashed into.

She looked up and saw it was me. "I take my apology back, Black," She snarled.

"How like you to do that. All talk and no manners." I shot back, equally as nasty.

"Well maybe I'd be nice to you if you weren't such an ugly git!" She hollered.

She pulled out her wand and I immediately followed her actions. "Stupefy!" She said.

"Protego," I countered, at total ease, blocking her spell.

"STOP!" Screeched Evans, apparently the prefects meeting had ended.

"Stupefy," Myres said, ignoring Lily completely.

I dodged the spell and instead it hit Lily. I quickly did the counter curse, but in gratitude for my friendly actions I received a detention with Myres.

I have one thing to say, Isabella equals living disaster.