Disclaimer - I do not own any characters from the world of Harry Potter! ...You're an idiot if you didn't realize this.
Pandora Wormwood however, IS (c) to me as is her cat and any other character mentioned here aside from the obvious ones owned by JKR.....Right On with it now.

....Wow...short chapeter...I NEED MORE IDEAS -dead- I promise I'll try and make it more interesting. Plus forgive if there are any mistakes, I re-read it alot but...I was still half asleep so.

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Sirius left not long after our small chat. It seemed he couldn't decided if he was amused by my rat-cats new found name or slightly offended.

The excitement had died down a bit now and boredom was beginning to set in. I hadn't brought anything to read so I sat like a lump scratching behind Facetious' ears and wondering if the boy next to be was even alive.

He would move a fraction of an inch now and then. It seemed almost like he was shivering. Which was odd, not even Facetious was cold and he was hairless after all. I watched the boy, having nothing better to do. He never once lifted his head, giving no attention to the fact I was staring at him.

I began talking randomly to myself, partly to him, in hopes maybe he would say something if I began to annoy him. I went on for a good 30 minutes without so much a twitch of his fingers.

I finally gave up and started poking him in the arm.

He jerked slightly at it but still made no move to lift his head. I poked him again and then again. After a moment he grabbed my finger and wouldn't let go.

"Bloody hell! Let go! I can't feel my fingers anymore!" I screeched at him as I tried to pull my hand from his grasp.

He raised his head at me, "That's what my brain feels like at the moment. So if you could be so kind as to shut up...I'd be most thankful."

He stopped trying to wiggle my hand to dig my fingernails in his palm and stared at him. I seemed to do that a lot today, stare at people. Unlike Sirius though, I didn't stare at this boy out of pre-teen hormones. He was completely different, pale skinned and sickly in appearance. I almost apologized for no reason. He had a rather odd nose, hooked, as Da had said sometimes when he was making fun of a man on the tellie.

I tried to smile but it came out as a smirk. "I'm not shutting up so you might as well get used to it."

I tried to turn my nose in the air which brought me mental images of him doing the same. This caused me to imagine him drowning because it was raining as he did and I collapsed side ways onto him in a fit of giggles.

He shoved me off of himself quickly, causing me to fall into the floor of the compartment.

"Nice way to treat a lady." I glared up at him from where I was in a heap. Facetious hissed, adding more amusement for me and I began laughing again.

The poor boy looked as if he was going to kill me, so much annoyance was plastered across his face. I managed to compose myself after a moment and climb back into the seat. Facetious promptly crawled back into my lap.

"So whats your name then?" I raised my eyebrows waiting for his reply.

His lip curled slightly, "Why should I even answer that?"

"Because we might end up in the same house."

"I've already been sorted and you're not likely to end up there!" he was glowering at me now.

I cringed slightly, "Ya never know...."

With perfect timing, an older girl tapped on the glass door before sliding it open to inform us we were only five minutes from the school.

I hurried to grab my robe out of the small shoulder bag I'd brought with me.

"I guess well find out before long." I managed a sadistic smile at him.