Platform nine and three-quarters was as crowded as it usually was. The new first years eagerly anticipated which house they would be sorted into and whether they would make new friends or not. The seventh years were reminiscing with friends about their first time crossing through the barrier between the muggle and magical world. There was also a sense of dread among them as they pondered how next year. They would be sent out to face the real world, and deal with the dark forces, which were growing greater and greater.
All of them were surrounded by families eagerly wishing their children off for the start of a new school year; well, that was case for all but two of them.
A tall boy of eleven years of age with smart black hair and endless grey eyes, was being berated by his parents on the importance of continuing on the Black tradition in Slytherin house, with severe punishment if that did not occur. He did not appear to be listening to his parents rambling on about their pureblood ideology. Instead, he had a dreamy look on his face, fantasising about the next ten months spent away from his overbearing parents.
Unlike the boy with his sleek black hair, who was surrounded stifling adults, a girl stood unaccompanied at the edge of the platform. She had rich chocolate curls paired with a pair of magical green eyes, that took in the Hogwarts Express with a sense of excitement and nervousness. Her father was dead, and her mother was ‘too busy’ to see her only child off. But that’s how life has always been for Thalia Longwood. She simply had to look after herself.
Sirius Black searched anxiously among the sea of people, hoping to find someone to share a compartment with. He hoped dearly he would not have to spend his first train journey sitting all by himself.
His eyes fell upon a boy who looked remarkably similar to himself, except the boy's hair seemed to be out of control and darted out in all directions. This greatly annoyed his mother, who appeared to be trying to control the flyaway hair. His father stood proudly by.
The boy seemed eager to leave the grasps of his mother and father, maybe as they were older than the rest, pondered Sirius as he took in their lined faces and flecks of grey in their hair. Sirius liked the look of this boy and hoped that prehaps they could be friends if the boy with the flyaway hair was prepared to be friends with a 'Black'.
Thalia searched the crowd of people, hoping to see a friendly face who wouldn't mind spending the train journey with her. Her eyes locked in on a girl with long striking auburn hair and exotic almond-shaped emerald eyes.
"She has the same colour eyes as me," thought Thalia, excitedly. "That must be a sign!"
The pretty girl pleaded with the horse faced girl next to her, who was ignoring her. Thalia hoped perhaps they could find solace in each other, since both of them seemed to be ignored by their families.
Though both Sirius and Thalia didn't have their families calming them before entering their first year of Hogwarts, neither were nervous. Both were excited and full of anticipation of finally escaping their families and the eternal storm of their homes.
A/N : Thanks for reading my first ever fan fiction. Please review so I know how to make it better or just so I know your thoughts on the story and getting a review makes my day! Thanks
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