Isabel's POV
As I ran about the train desperately searching for Val, I ran smack into Remus. "She's gone. She's just...she ran off...I lost her. Oh my god. What if something happens? I know you know, please, Remus. Help me." I was hysterical and out of breath.

He grabbed my shoulders, "Deep breath. I'm sure she's fine, but I can...follow her scent. I can find her if that's what you need, but just relax. I can't help anyone if I get jittered out like you." Remus was calm and strong in the face of my panic, and he was kind of hot.

Okay. Stay focused, Isabel. What had he said about scent? "How much did Valentina tell you?" He asked me, "She only told me that you know. But not how." Remus pulled me closer and off out of the stream of students.

"I'm a werewolf as well." I nodded, Valentina had said that, but I hadn't been sure. Of course, as always, she was right. I took a moment. Well damn, I thought to myself, if everything weren't complicated enough. "That explains the scent thing. It's slightly less creepy now." I said, trying to keep this as light as possible. He loosened his grip and hugged me, very tightly. I knew that generally werewolves weren't very physical people, so this was shocking me. And scaring me a bit, if I was being honest. He hadn't seemed like a...physical person, and here we were.

"I'm going to help you." He said, "Come on."

Valentina's POV
It wasn't anyone's fault, well, it was, but it wasn't Isabel's. It was mine. It was completely mine. For being this messed up, for being a werewolf, for being scared of myself, for being scared of everything. It was all my fault. I had to leave. I had to get out of my head. I had to do something.
I left the train and began running and pushing forward through the crowd. But it was to close, to thick, I couldn't breathe. Oh god. Why had I left Isabel?

"Valentina! Hey, over here. Valentina!" I heard Sirius calling for me. I stumbled forward, toward him and collapsed in his arms. I mumbled some excuse about crowds and claustrophobia. When I looked up I noticed there had been quite the crowd around Sirius when I had collapsed in his arms. He was holding me, and trying in his awkward way to comfort me, but everyone else looked quite put off. I shot up automatically, and plastered the smile onto my face. "Sorry, I'm extremely claustrophobic." I said apologetically, "It was unexpected." Sirius let go of me, but kept a hand hovering at my back. The girls rolled there eyes and then promptly preceded to ignore me. Then she walked by. I didn't know her, but the way that Sirius reacted around her it was obvious there was something there. A history of some sort.

"Hey, guys!" She replied, completely oblivious, or totally ignoring how Sirius reacted around her. Everyone was full of gushing about how great the girl looks. I thought she looked like a hoe. "Excuse me?" She said.

Shit. I had thought that aloud. Sirius looked at me with wide eyes. "I think we should leave, Sirius. I need someone to show me to the castle." I slid my hand into his, and squeezed it reassuringly. We walked away.

"Thanks." Sirius muttered quietly. "Do you really think she looks like a hoe?" I smiled "Sometimes my outside thoughts come up in not nice ways. I should probably apologize. I won't though. She seems awful." Sirius looked up at me, and he was so vulnerable in that moment. "She broke your heart." I said. Just like that, the vulnerability was gone. "Sorry, Val, but I'm the heartbreaker at this school. No one touches my heart." I could see the apparent lie though. I decided to let it go, he was scared, and that was okay.

Sirius's POV

She was insightful, and it was kind of annoying, but she'd called Ray a hoe. Hallelujah. She'd let go of his hand, the show of solidarity over now that the crowd was gone. Some how, my friends seemed to dim in authenticity around this strange new girl. I didn't trust her though, there was to much. She was to much.

Take this as an opportunity to get to know her, the voice in my head said. Not a crazy voice, I call it my nagging voice. "So, why are you transferring in this year?" She eyed me, "My mom ran off. My dad died. I came here. They made me register for school." My jaw dropped. "Not what you were expecting?" I managed to shut my mouth. "I'm so sorry." She smiled at me, "Don't worry about it, you're curious of me, and wary. Good. You should be." She'd gotten a haunted, dark look in her eyes toward the end. I had no idea why this girl both fasinated and scared me but she did. I wanted to hold her close and kiss her, and also wondered why I was so drawn to her. She was just another girl, wasn't she?

We got to a carriage and I helped her up. There I ran into Peter. "Hey, kid. I was wondering where you were." I introduced Peter and Valentina, and they both seemed friendly, though Peter was very confused, I was sure. He had his blank, 'But why?' look on his face. Valentina seemed drained. She slumped into the seat and fell asleep for the short ride, I woke her up as we got close, "Valentina," I smiled at her, "Welcome to Hogwarts." She looked up, and smiled a real smile, and for some reason, I was so glad she'd collapsed into my arms and stumbled into my compartment.