A couple of weeks later, I found myself in Platform 9 ¾, just waiting for the Hogwarts Express to take me away. As I looked around at the surrounding children, I saw the wonderful parents giving huge and kisses to their kids, along with countless goodbyes. My parents had already left with Regulus, on their way back home to Kreacher's food.

I got no kisses, no hugs, and not a single goodbye from my family. So when the time came close 11:00 AM, I hopped on the train with my luggage, and looked for a place to sit. Towards the end of the train was where most of the compartments were empty, so I headed there. When I opened a compartment door, I was surprised to find just who I'd been looking for...

"James?" I asked the messy black-hair boy, who was looking sadly out the window. His head shot straight up at the sound of my voice.

"Hey, Sirius!" he said. "I was wondering when you'd get here."

"Yeah. So... Um, hi."

James smiled. "Hi. Hey, I've been wanting to ask you a question, just to see if you knew the answer..."

"Sure, what's the question?"

"Well," James began. "Do you think it's possible... for a First Year to play on the Quidditch team? I mean, I'm sure it's possible, but I don't know if it's ever happened before. I think I heard once-"

James was cut off by someone opening our compartment door. It was a girl, with red hair and beautiful emerald green eyes, but her face was tear-stained. She was already wearing her Hogwarts robes. "C- can I come in?" she asked shakily.

James stared at her like I did to the broom at Quality Quidditch Supplies. "Uh... Er... Yeah, sure!" he finally replied.

The girl nodded gave a wet smile. "Thank you." She sat down and placed her things under her seat. "I have a friends coming in here later, if that's okay..."

"Yeah, that's fine." James said. "By the way, uh... What's your name?"

"Lily Evans." Lily replied through her left-over tears.

"That's a pretty name..." remarked James in a whisper, but Lily didn't seem to have heard.

Just then, a boy, who was supposedly Lily's friend, slid open the compartment door and sat down opposite of Lily.

"I don't wanna talk to you," she said.

"Why not?" the boy asked.

"Tuney hates me. Shs hates me because we saw that letter from Dumbledore."

"So what?"

"So, she's my sister!"

"She's only a-" He started to say, bur caught himself quickly. "But we're going!" he said. "This is it! We're going to Hogwarts!"

Lily nodded and half smiled.

"You'd better be in Slytherin," he said.

"Slytherin?" asked James.

"Why would you want to be in Slytherin? I'd leave, wouldn't you?" James asked me.

I didn't smile. "My whole family has been in Slytherin..."

"Blimey," whispered James, "and I thought you seemed alright!"

I grinned this time. "Maybe I'll break the tradition. Where are you heading, if you had the choice?"

James lifted an invisible sword. "'Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!' like my dad."

The other boy made a small disapproving noise. James turned to him. "Got a problem with that?"

"No," he said. "But... if you'd rather be brawny than brainy-"

"Then where're you hoping to go, seeing as you're neither?" I interjected. This made James roar with laughter. Lily sat up, her face flushed. She looked from James to me in deep dislike.

"Come on, Severus, let's find another compartment."

"Oooooo..." James and I copied her voice.

James attempted to trip Severus as he passed. "See ya, Snivellus!" his voice called as the compartment door closed behind them.