A scarlet train with the words "Hogwarts Express" greeted me with a toot! as I wheeled my trunk through the crowds of chattering schoolchildren, some in street clothes, others in black robes that came down to their ankles. My robes were safely packed in my trunk, and I hadn't planned to put them on until the train started moving.
All of them were speaking of one thing or another, some about Quiddich matches, others about the spells they forgot over the summer break. One boy was even sending spells at another boy, provoking the victim to send a flash of red light at the attacker. I shook my head in disgust as I wheeled the cart in the direction of the train door.
All of a sudden, as I passed a bunch of chattering blondes, my cart hit something and stopped, sending the contents of my book bag spilling all over the ground. Quills and rolls of parchment rolled this way and that as I quickly reached down to gather them all up.
Another person began to help me pick up my supplies. I looked up at the person as they grabbed the last quill. It was a boy of about my age. He had short brown hair and grey eyes like mine, and he was already changed into his robes. He stuck out his hand to help me up as he spoke.
"Hey. You alright?" he asked as I took his hand. It was somewhat rough in places, but very smooth none-the-less. He pulled me up and I stumbled to my feet.
"I'm fine" I replied, brushing the dust off of my pants. "Sorry for hitting your cart." I added as I saw his cart and mine touching. He reached out a hand to help me up as he spoke.
"Don't worry about it. I'm Remus. Remus Lupin. First Year."
"Jayden Perth. Call me Jay. First year as well" I said as I took his hand once more. He smiled and looked up at the clock located above our heads.
"We better get a seat soon. We only have a few minutes left. Why don't we sit together?" He said. I too, looked at the clock. We had 5 minutes to spare, so I followed Remus as he boarded the train and found an empty compartment. We chatted for a while as we unloaded our things into the overhead bin and sat down. As soon as we had taken a seat, the compartment door opened, revealing a black-haired boy. He was my age as well and had glasses that he pushed up every once in a while.
"Why hullo James! It's been too long!" Remus said joyfully as he approached what I assumed to be an acquaintance of his. They exchanged hugs and handshakes before sitting down across from me. I introduced myself and found the boy's name to be James Potter. He was also in his robes, but they already were a bit scruffier than Remus'. There was an awkward silence before James spoke up.
"There's another boy coming that'll probably join us. I met him on the platform. The name of…Sirius Black, I believe. Seemed nice, but had a bit of an anger management problem with that grease-nosed boy out there…" he said, his voice fading away as the compartment door slid open again, this time to present a boy with longish black hair, almost exactly like mine, except a lot straighter. He looked about at the occupants of the compartment with a smile on his face, his blue eyes landing on me.
"Is there something on my face?" he asked, smiling.
"Oh, no…sorry." I said as I looked away, I had been staring at him for a few moments. I could help but think how cute he was though "….hmm…nah. He'd probably never go for a girl like me." I thought as I began staring out the window. The boy introduced himself as the Sirius Black that James had met on the platform.
The train lurched forward as Sirius sat down next to me, his hands behind his head. The boys exchanged bits of conversation about their bloodlines (they were all pureblood), childhoods, and the muggle schools they went to. I chimed in every once in a while, but for the better part of an hour, I kept my eyes on the scenery outside. I finally tore my eyes away from the window for the last time as a girl outside yelled at the top of her lungs.