Chapter 1
July 4, 1977

A mellow tune was currently playing in the lobby lounge of the infamous hotel, Chateau de Marco. The place was bustling with elegantly dressed matrons accompanied by either their husbands or their latest tables were littered with soft glowing candles which gave the room a relaxing and inviting ambiance. The soft and plush chairs embossed with the hotel's seal stood out among the expensive decor that adorned the whole lobby lounge.

But the complete stand out for that particular night was that of a willowy blonde sitting by a darken corner with a drink in hand. With her regal looks and platinum blonde hair, curled into perfection, she was most definitely a head turner. And despite the coldness seen in her icy silver eyes and her stiff demeanor, she looked relatively young.

"I didn't expect you to be here." came a masculine voice that was lined with both amusement and curiosity.

"Sod off." came the only reply that escaped from her lips.

The new arrival's eyes was even filled with much more curiosity. Standing at his full height of six feet one, his stance radiated with confidence and pomposity,both instilled in him even at a young and tender age. His toned physique acquired from rigorous training made him looked even more imposing despite the fact that he himself was still a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

His piercing midnight blue eyes scrutinized her tensed figure even more as he took a seat beside her.

"I said sod off. I'm not in the mood for this." she bitterly retorted and soon afterwards she drowned the last contents found in her glass.

Leaving him her trade mark icy glare, she stood up and prepared to march out of the room. But before she could take another step foreword, there came a tight grip on her forearm.

His voice now became more serious and to those who knew him quite well they could tell that his playful attitude earlier was just an act to mask his taut feelings "You can't always dodge this issue. You have to choose. There are no in betweens in times like this. You are either with us or against us."

"You honestly think that I'd be crazy enough to give in this easily. That I'm going to let go of all the things I've been fighting for. The past six years was nothing but a struggle yet look at me now. I've been living and thinking differently. And if you think that I could be frightened and swayed so easily, then you're quite mistaken." she said fervidly as she leveled his gaze with the same intensity, never giving in to his intimidation.

After hearing her short speech, the chillness in his eyes finally dissipated away and his heart began to beat faster as anticipation began to build in him system. He finally gathered the right amount of courage and hesitantly tucked away a stray lock that covered her eyes.

"Good. Coz all I want for you is to be safe." And with that, he quickly strode out of the room and was engulfed by the crowd in a matter of seconds.

Yet on the other hand, she remained rooted in the same spot for almost a minute and only then did she realize that he had left her standing in the center of the room with her mouth slightly parted open.

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It was already a quarter past midnight when she had finally managed to sneak out from the mass of slightly intoxicated purebloods and into the darken streets of Diagon Alley. The light wind that blew in that summer night wasn't too chilly and she was glad for that, since she had left her coat hanging in her room at the chateau.

And suddenly out of no where, a blinding light came followed by a thundering sound of a roaring engine. There she saw a familiar figure clad in ordinary muggle clothing, sitting on top of a shiny motorcycle.

"You like it?" Sirus Black asked with excitement as he met the curious eyes of the woman he had set out to meet that tonight. "James and I just finished her up yesterday. Isn't she a beauty?"

Standing in front of her was a lustrous 1959 Triumph Bonneville T12. With its gleaming surfaces and pimped out parts, it indeed looked like a masterpiece. Its black color, which gave her no surprise whatsoever, suited his roughish and rebellious personality. And despite the fact that he was the son of a prominent pureblooded personality, he was still a proud owner of a muggle transportation.

"So this is your big surprise? The big mystery you've been keeping from me these past few days and is the very main reasons why I can't come over to visit?" she began to say sternly but couldn't help fight off a grin at the end.

"Yes. The one and the only. And did I forget to mention what an awesome party we had yesterday, oh wait a minute-." he trailed off as he noticed a big scowl forming on her lips.

"I was kidding" he raised his hands in surrender. "You know we wouldn't throw a party without you. Besides it wouldn't feel right to throw a well planned soirée without having the perfect accessory on my arm."

"Good, coz we all know it wouldn't be the perfect party without me." She cockily put out. "And despite how degrading that sounds, I have no choice but to agree with you just this instance. I would definitely be the most attractive adornment on your arm Sirus.

Before she was given the chance to react, she was engulfed by a tight hug by no other than the famous 'play it cool' type of guy, Sirus Black.

"Boy , I've missed you." he said as he continued to give her a bone crushing embrace. Her petite form fitted like a well match puzzle against his muscular frame. And as soon as the immediate shock passed, she conceded into relaxing in his safe and secure arms.

He stood a few inches taller than that of her 5'10 frame. And being tall, lean, and muscular, he too possessed the same air of superiority as the man she talked with earlier. But unlike the fellow at the chateau, his eyes we filled with mirth and mischief instead of skepticism and staidness.

"Let go of me Sirus, I can't breathe." she said in a tight voice.

Despite being deprived of air, she was most definitely glad by his warm and eager welcome. Then and there, she was proven wrong. She in fact was quite missed—a lot. In truth, this lit and brightened up her once gloomy day, awful and horrid day. Another instance that made her heart swell even more was just the mere fact that he literally flew out across town just to come for her. A feat not easily done when he could have attended to much more important thing such as feeding the poor or taking care of orphans.

But on second thought, maybe rescuing her in the dead of night was one of the many highlights he has had for the past few days or even the past week. Pigs would probably be flying when that notion would successfully go through his head.

Going back to the reality, Sirus was immensely thankful for the poor lighting that had surrounded them as he felt his cheeks color slightly.

"Let's go then." Sirus said as he managed to pry himself away from her. But without even taking more than 3 steps foreword, he stopped in his tracks as he eyed her current attire. "You didn't even get the chance to change?"

"Not quite." she replied back as she too noticed the dilemma. She was dressed in a long corset type pale pink dress with a long trail at the end. And to anyone who would examine the fine details of this gown, one would notice the vast array of exquisite embroidery decorating her expensive garb.

"Do you by chance have your Swiss knife with you now?" she asked eagerly, her eyes glowing with excitement.

"Yes, I do. Hang on." Sirus replied as he began to rummage through the worn out leather bag slung over his motorcycle.

"Here you go. What do you need it for?" Sirus asked with curiosity as he handed her the knife.

The only reply he received however, was that of the sound of a knife cutting through the expensive fabric."You do know that the dress you have on right now might probably cost a lot right? Sirus asked with amusement as he crossed his arms in front of his chest and began to enjoy the entertainment in front of him."

"Yes I know." she replied plainly and had not even bothered to look up as she continued to massacre without hesitation the couture dress made especially for her.

A big smirk came gracing Sirus's features as he pondered on the thought aloud. " By some miracle, have you forgotten the fact that you're a pureblooded witch?"

"No-I haven't. I'm still that pureblooded witch that people either hate or love. It looked so easy in those muggle movies." she frustratingly muttered back as she struggled to rip off the last fragments of cloth left.

Sirus couldn't help but stare at the well shapely legs that went on forever. He knew all too well , that ever since he laid eyes on the same blonde girl standing in front of him ten years back, that time would be good to her and she would most certainly become a stunner.

"Sirus, are you ready to go?" she asked questioningly as she brought her piercing gray eyes to look at his dark blue ones. Sirus, who seemed to be lost in thought, finally snapped out of his trance and came back into reality.

"Yeah, hop on." Sirus finally managed to let out as soon as his composure came back. His so called suaveness played its part quite well when he extended out his hand to help her up, a gesture which she accepted with much appreciation.

A few minutes later, a much more confident Sirus Black took off into the cloudless and starry sky with a beautiful woman sitting comfortably behind him, her arms wrapped securely around his waist.
To the less agitated beauty, the ride to her was a complete bliss. The cool air that blew through her blond curls seems to have a relaxing effect on her fried nerves. The twinkling stars that shone so brightly, also seem to be smiling on her that night. It was then when she finally allowed herself to breathe out in relief the pent up tension inside her.

The journey to Sirus on the other hand couldn't have gone anymore smoothly than he had expected. He didn't have any unexpected run ins with his former family and the fact that he had successfully rescued his best mate from her evil and psychotic family was an accomplishment as well.

The only thing that was nagging him and causing him much worry was how break the news to her. The say out loud the plain truth that he had finally packed his bags and ran away from home. Both fear and anticipation ran through him as he anxiously waited to see her reaction.

Would she be furious? Or would she be as euphoric as James had been when he came knocking on his front door that rainy Friday night. Despite being so alike, her reactions were quite uncanny and unpredictable.

It was a common fact that they were very much alike. It was as if their paths have been set in the same mold and every detail was carved to the exact same detail. One being so unhappy with the lives that they have been living and two, at the age of 11, they were both eager to set foot on Hogwarts just so they could begin their education and to start a new. And as the time finally rolled in when they were to be sorted into different houses, the duo was placed in the most unlikely house that no one dared to imagine, Gryffindor.

But what set the two apart was that despite the fact that she hated her family's beliefs as much as he did, she still felt the need to conform and appease the needs and standards of her family. Although it was a natural feeling to want to be part of something and to belong, she never truly felt as though she did. And without having voiced this issue out to anyone, he could see it in her unguarded eyes as she tries to catch small glimpses of her estranged family who looked quite jubilant without her.

"We're her." Sirus remarked the very moment the wheels of his motorcycle skidded in front of the Potter manor.

The pair disembarked from the motorbike with ease and was heading for the front door and into the comforts of a warm fireplace. Yet their tracks came to a halt when a masculine voice emerged from the bushes situated at a darken corner of the Potter property.

The soles of her feet seemed to be hastily glued on the paved way soon after hearing his taunting voice. And as quick as it came, she calmed her petrified self to think rationally. Was it possible that they had already noticed that she was missing?"

"Well if it isn't Alexandra Malfoy." came the voice she knew all too well.

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