Sirius charges at the wall trolley in hand half expecting his father to have played a trick on him so he will end up on the floor in more pain, but instead of crashing in to the hard brick wall he sails through it ending up on Platform 9 and quarters! I am free! Sirius smirks. There are not many people on the platform any more, they are either on the train or have left, he rolls his trolley up to one of the empty doors and is helped by an older man with unruly short hair and a smile.
"I am Mr Potter, have your parents left you?" The man asks.
"Yeah…" Sirius mutters hatefully. The man has a kind face.
"I am sure they have their reasons" Mr Potter smiles. "Are you a first year too? You will probably meet my son James! He's a bit of a handful I must admit…"
"No they don't" Sirius mumbles. "I will look out for him, Thanks for your help…" Sirius smiles slightly and turns he begins to pull his trunk down the long corridor. The train's horn sounds and it begins to move. I need to find somewhere to sit he thinks .He gets to the end of the train and finally spots an empty compartment, he walks in and sees a trunk in the rack he stops and turns. He is met by a boy who looks freakishly like the old man I guess this is James he thinks.
"Hi I am James Potter! Who are you?" He says confidently and he puts his hand towards Sirius.
James is also tall for his age he wears blue jeans a quidditch t shirt and a black hoodie. His face is nearly obscured by a mess of hazel brown hair and he wears a pair of rectangular glasses with black frames. He carries the same cocky smile that Sirius is so used to seeing on his own face.
Sirius reaches his hand out and shakes, James has a strong handshake. "I am Sirius Black…" Sirius smirks at James' shocked face whenever anyone hears the name black they run in the opposite direction. "Don't worry I am not a psychopathic muggle hater like my family! They are insane…"
James laughs "I didn't think-"
"Yes you did, its fine. My family are complete nutters! I disagree with them entierly…" Sirius laughs too not wanting to elaborate.
"Just because you have the same surname, it does not mean you have the same beliefs" James says "Seeing as you're halfway in my carriage I suppose you can stay my psychopathic friend."
"Oi" Sirius says sharply. He is nearly tempted to punch this potter kid but refrains from doing so. "I am not a psychopa-"
"I was joking Sirius, Take a chill pill." James laughs
Sirius goes slightly red and smiles. "sor-"
Sirius was cut off by James "It's fine, don't worry about it. I thought I would have to sit on my own, how bad would that look!? Me James Potter Sitting alone I am too cool for that!"
Sirius smirks "alright big head" and begins to haul his trunk into James' carriage. James the same as his father helps Sirius lift his trunk and in no time it is on the rack next to James'
"What the hell do you have In there anyway!?" James asks as he sits down.
Sirius sits too "Dung Bombs and other surprises" Sirius Smirks James seems like a person you can trust he thinks.
James smiles mischievously "do you really? So do I!"
"Really!?" Sirius smirks. "I think we are going to have some fun!"
"Do you want to test one out? I can get one mine are just in the top of my trunk?" Sirius nods and James springs up.
"Wait! I have one In my pocket!" Sirius says gleefully he digs in to his jacket pocket and pulls out a Dung bomb.
"Great, who shall we test it on?" James asks.
"Slytherins?" Sirius replies.
"Great idea! There are some a couple of carriages down second years I think. Follow me!"
Sirius Jumps up too and looks into the hallway making sure its empty with James, It's completely clear and they smirk at each other.
"I will open the door and then you chuck it in?" James whispers while sneaking down the corridor.
"Yeah then run!" Sirius replies smirking.
James nods and smiles mischievously, he opens the door just enough and Sirius chucks it in. Then the chaos begins. The Slytherins screech. Sirius locks eyes with a young girl with red fiery hair and starts running.
They both pelt it back down the corridor and crash in to a young looking witch; she wears her brown hair in a tight bun and has a stern expression on her face.
She looks down the corridor beyond Sirius and James and frowns at the chaos. Slytherin students were charging out of their carriage gagging? "What is going on here?" She says sternly to the two boys.
"We were just trying to escape the ghastly smell, who may you be? Professor?" James says convincingly with a small smirk.
"Professor McGonagall" McGonagall says harshly.
"Shit my cousin told me about her, we're dead…" James whispers to Sirius.
Sirius ignores him she didn't seem to hear James' remark (luckily). McGonagall's the head of Gryffindor house my parents hate her… Sirius thinks. "It does smell pretty bad up there Professor" Sirius says pointing backwards James nods.
She frowns "Names?" McGonagall says harshly obviously not believing their innocent act.
"I am James Potter and this is Sirius Black Professor" James says confidently.
"First years?" She says her frown deepening.
"Yes, this is a lovely train" Sirius says, smiling at her innocently. James laughs and Sirius punches his arm.
"Something funny Potter?" McGonagall says sternly.
"No Professor, it is a lovely train I agree" James smiles.
"Yes it is, It's even better when arrogant students do not set off dung bombs in one of its compartments!" James and Sirius exchange a look. "Empty your pockets boys" she says.
James and Sirius begin to protest but are stopped by the irate professor screaming "NOW!"
James had nothing in his pockets and pulled out the inside pockets comically. Sirius laughs.
McGonagall scowls at him "You now Black!"
Sirius confidently places his hands in his pockets hoping to do the same as James when his hand touches the incriminating packet of the dung bomb. Sirius stops and feels himself go slightly red sh*t he thinks.
"Today would be nice Mr Black!" McGonagall says sharply.
Oh what the hell Sirius thinks. He quickly pulls out the empty packet and smirks at her.
"Give it here NOW!" She says angrily. Sirius gives it to her quietly. "I am sure you are in on this one too Potter?" She asks.
"Yea" James replies nonchalantly.
"YES PROFESSOR!" She shouts.
"Yes Professor!" James replies sarcastically.
"I think you two have beaten a record! 10 minutes into the train journey and you have already gotten detention! My office 7pm Monday evening. Do not be late!" she says sharply.
James and Sirius look at each other and smile.
"Great…" they say in union.
"See you then" Sirius says cockily.
McGonagall gives him a look and returns to the carriage she was in previously, she begins talking to a pale sheepish looking boy with a deep scar on the left side of his face, and he is sat with a plumper looking boy who is asleep. The last thing they hear her say is "sorry Mr Lupin, where were we?" and the compartment door closes.
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