Life as it's known

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This is my first story so i hope people like it! Though you can tell me if you think it's the worst thing you've ever read too, just make sure to tell me what you hate so dearly about my story.

Chapter 1: the meeting spot

Bridget's alarm rang off at the highest volume possible. She slowly rolled over and pressed snooze, squinting as the sun poured into her small room. Propping herself up onto her elbows, she looked around in her bedroom. All her belongings were packed up for a new year at school, her sixth year to be exact. She walked out of the room and showered and did all those morning things. Coming back into her room she looked at herself in the mirror. She was only 5 foot 1 inch, but always wore 2-inch heels to make up for the lost height. She had straight golden blond hair that went down to her elbows and had the most unusual blue eyes. If you have ever been walking outside on a crisp fall day and looked up to see a bright blue sky without a cloud for miles around, Bridget's eye's were that color. She was also extremely skinny with a small, yet slightly curvy upper body. She looked at her wet hair, and then scrunched her eyes closed and when she opened them, her hair was perfectly straight and dry. Yes, she's a Metamorphmagus. After applying a small amount of make-up she pulled on some baggy faded blue jeans, a white camisole, and pulled on a zip-up jacket over it that read 'Holland 1945'.

Walking into her kitchen she observed the scene before actually introducing herself to her small family. She lived with her twin brother Topher, and her father. Her brother looked nothing like her and was very shy, quite unlike Bridget. Her father was a workaholic who barely ever recognized that Bridget was in the room. Her mother had died when she was 10 and since then her father had been very anti-magic; he'd even wanted Bridget to not go to Hogwart's but of course, Bridget changed that. Her main argument had been that her mother would have wanted to see her become a witch. You see, Bridget's mother was a witch and Bridget's father and brother were muggles.

"Morning," she replied cheerfully to the kitchen in general. She was met by a grunt from her father and silence from her brother. She poured some coffee and sipped it slowly.

At 10 o'clock she got her stuff downstairs and waited for her dad. It was a long drive to King's Cross Station from where she lived so they had to leave early. The car ride was quiet with the exception of the talk show that Bridget's dad listened to.

They arrived at 10:45 and Bridget kissed her father on the cheek

"I'll write to tell you if I'm coming home for Christmas or not," she said.

"Alright, it's ok if you want to stay, I won't mind," he answered not looking her in the eye.

"Oh. Umm, well, I'll see what happens," Bridget said now shying away slightly.

She said goodbye and walked through the barrier.

Breathing in, she smiled. This was her true home. It was where she had true friends and where she was meant to be forever - in magic. She glanced around but didn't see anyone she knew yet. Just as she was about to put her stuff on the train she saw someone she knew very, very well. The person she was referring to, smirked as he saw her come racing at him with her arms spread wide. Bridget jumped on top of him wrapping her legs around his middle as he spun her around.

"Hey, Bee," Sirius Black said through a big smile.

"I missed you so much this summer why didn't you write?" implored the eager blond.

"Well, I was at James's and I never had time I guess," he finished lamely.

"So you two are friends again now?"

"Yeah. I kind of showed up at his house in…err… bad condition and he forgave me completely."

Bridget stared at him in horror, "Did your parents beat you again?" she managed to choke out.

Sirius didn't reply, he just nodded and placed her back on the ground. They put their suitcases in separate compartments and went back out to meet other friends.

"Save me a seat at dinner, ok?" Bridget said.

"You know I can't eat without my little bee next to me," he teased.

She shoved him lightly and then walked away where she had seen her best friend previously.

As she searched for Lily Evans, she remembered how she had become so close to Sirius just last year. It had been after the whole Snape and Whomping Willow incident. None of the Marauder's were talking to him and Sirius always looked so lonely during meals so Bridget went over to talk to him. That talk turned into a whole day of chatting and laughing and before the end of the year they had become extremely close to each other.

"LILY!" Bridget screamed as she spotted her friend and causing a second year to jump in the process. Lily laughed at her energetic friend and embraced her in a bone-crushing hug.

"I missed you so much this summer!" Lily said to Bee as they pulled away.

"I know I wish we could have hung out more," Bridget whined to her best friend. Lily Evans was a girl of about 5 foot 6 inches with emerald green eyes and wavy red hair that fell over her shoulders. The two had been close ever since they were assigned to live together for seven years. And surprisingly enough they became best friends from being forced to live together. Another one of their best friends was Theodora Andrews who went by Teddy because she despised her real name. Lily spotted Teddy and ran over to greet her with Bee. Teddy had short, pin-straight dirty blond hair that went just below her ears and was an inch shorter than Lily in height. Her eyes were a warm and exciting caramel brown with bits of gold in them as well. (A/N: ok enough describing people).

"Uh oh you guys," Lily, stated. "It's 11 o'clock. We need to get on the train if we plan on learning anything this year."

"Oh, well I'll just leave then," Teddy, joked, but Lily grabbed her arm and pulled her aboard.

I'm new to the business, though I've been reading these stories for a while. For those who caught it, I took Bridget from The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, but just the name and hair. I'm making her last name be Wilson. I know I spent like the whole chapter on Bridget but it does focus mainly on her. For a heads up, it will get much better and funnier, this was merely an intro. Just tell me if you like it or not, ok? Merci!