We have been on the train for about an hour. Sirius and James joined us after the first 30 minutes. We were about another hour away from the school a small plump boy stumbles inside.
"Can I sit here?" He asks.
"Of course!" I exclaim patting the seat right next to mine. "What's your name?" I ask taking down my black dufflebag and take out my picnic basket.
"Peter Pettigrew." He states shyly.
"Susan Lancaster." Peter's eyes widen
"Are you apart of the Caster family." I shuffle uncomfortably.
"Yes..."
"What about the Caster family?" Sirius asks joining the conversation.
"The Caster Family was said to be the first family to display magic. Their family always has at least one person a pureblood. My family is said to be descended directly from that line." I state stiffly. "Please drop my family matters. My mother died when I was 6 my father deserted me and my mother when she needed him most. My mother being an only child wouldn't send me to live with my father so I was sent to the orphanage. End of Discussion." I state. I take out some food. "Want some?" Everyone nods excitedly. I look at the only boy's name I don't know. "What IS your name?"
"Remus Lupin. Nice to meet you." Remus states. I smile.
"Nice to meet you too." We then eat the food that I and the other girls in the orphanage packed for me.
For the next hour we exchanged stories ,but Peter mostly kept silent.
"I better go change into my school robes." I walk to the bathroom and look at the uniform and make a face. The uniform insults me completely. I tightly the vest and the button-up shirt. My skirt I shorten only an inch. My gray socks and my black converse. I walk back to the room knocking. "Is everyone acceptably dressed?"
"Yes." came chorused voice. I open the door carefully. When I see that everyone is fully dressed each in their school robes. I sit down before noticing Remus wasn't here.
"Where's Remus?" I ask. Everyone chorused 'I don't knows' and 'Who knows'.
"I think he went to change somewhere else." Peter states timidly. I turn toward Peter.
"You haven't told us a thing about yourself Peter besides your name." Everyone pauses and looks at Peter who blushes from the sudden attention.
"Well my dad is a pureblood and my mom is a muggle-born. Dad was disowned when he married my mum." He says. I roll my eyes.
"Stop! I mean what's your favorite thing to do? What's your favorite color? What's your favorite food? Who are you?"
"Uh.. well I kind've like to read... I uh- also help people. My favorite color is brown and my favorite food is cherry pie." He says. I gape at him.
"So you basically just do what other people do?" He nods slowly. "Poppycock!" I shout making the boys look at me oddly. "Its a muggle term." I wave it off. Remus snickers slightly. "I promise you Peter one day I'm going to make you confident enough to be able to do your own thing." I promise. I glance at Remus who was scratching his neck revealing scars. I make a mental note of it and store it for further use later.