A/N: This is my first ever story, so I hope you will give me some advice. If I'm not sure how you spell something, I'll tell you.

Summary: Sirius Black and Samantha White have been betrothed ever since they were 6 years old. Their pureblood families hate all muggles and muggleborn witches/wizards. Sirius and Samantha meet each other at 7 years old and become the best of friends. They have all the same opinions, they don't agree with the pompous pureblood theory at all, and they love to pull pranks. When they go to Hogwarts they meet James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew, and become the marauders.

Platform 9 and ¾

Sirius Black muttered a few choice words under his breath as his mother screeched for him to hurry up. He thought, if he wasn't sure she could trace her family back to the dinosaurs, his mother could be part banshee.

"Sirius Black!" Shrieked Walburga Black from the ballroom below the stairs. "Get down here right now! Or we'll miss the train!"

Sirius sighed against his pillow. His mother did this to him every day; she was like a personal alarm clock, a very much-hated alarm clock at that. She was always yelling about something or the other, most of her frustrations directed at him. Sirius was always pulling one prank or the other, always 'embarrassing' his dear mother. Truth be told, so did Samantha (he calls her Sammie) but his mother always blamed him. Thinking of Sammie, he was supposed to meet her at the platform, where there two mothers and them would act as the 'respectable purebloods' they are and board the train.

Sammie had been Sirius's best and only real friend for about four years. Their parents had decided that one-day, their eldest children would need someone to marry. So, of course, they thought of each other. Sirius had been positively miserable for at least a week when he was told. Andromeda, his only bearable cousin, had convinced him to at least come out and meet her. He was sure this was the best decision he has ever made in his eleven year old life.

It turns out Sammie hated the idea of racism and discrimination, too. She hadn't even spoken to him until she caught what he glared at when nobody was looking, all of the green of course. That was another thing they had in common; they absolutely loathed green. Green and silver were the colors of the Slytherin house at Hogwarts (the house for the purebloods) and these kids had to grow up with being surrounded by green. (A/N: I hate green!)

Even though he was only 7 at the time, Sirius knew a pretty girl when he saw one, and Sammie was 100x more beautiful than gorgeous. He later learned that it was because she was once bitten by a half-vampire, and that she also got amazing reflexes with a photographic memory. She didn't have to have blood because she didn't have that much vampire in her, and she didn't burn in the sunlight either. Sammie was not only beautiful with her long, wavy, blonde hair, but also with her sparkling blue eyes that always danced with cheerfulness.

Sammie wasn't just cheerful either; she was a prankster. She loved to embarrass her family just as much as Sirius did, maybe even more. Sammie's mother, Chrysalis White, was a smidge worse than Sirius's own mother, and that was saying something. She had a family almost exactly like his own, but she didn't get a bearable cousin, she was also an only child. This only made Sirius like her more. By the time they were 9, there mothers were already tired of trying to change their minds about the pureblood mania, and usually let their children stay in their rooms after greeting any possible guests when at a ball, or when any of their cousins came to visit.

Just then, Walburga screamed again, and Sirius was up in a flash, racing down the long staircase towards his doom.

A/N: I know it's short, but it was more of an introduction to the characters. I hope you liked it! Reviews are very nice to receive you know. * Hint * * hint *