Fifth Disaster |Harry Potter|

13.

For the next two hours, both Sirius and James made it their mission that I knew all I could about quidditch. The way they talked about it, it sounded like soccer.

I tried hard to understand what they were saying, not finding it within me to tell them I wasn't actually listening, only nodding at proper times so they would think I was paying attention.

Sirius had been quiet at first but now he was more relaxed and wouldn't shut up. Whatever weird tension there had been between the two boys had disappeared completely as momentarily they would get into a conversation of their own before turning to me as if they had to agree with each other first before telling me about it.

Now, the two of them seemed to be excited talking about different stuff to which I'd pipe in if I found the conversation interesting. It was nice. They wouldn't ignore me and talk over me as if I wasn't there. Like it had happened in the past at my muggle school.

It felt like the three of us understood each other.

I even taught them how to play the solitaire, specially to Sirius who seemed even more interested on anything muggle related.

"The more I can use to piss my dear mother off, the better" Sirius told me as I shuffled the cards, "You'd be my personal hero, giving me ammo to make her angry"

James had laughed at that but I couldn't help but notice a slight glint of concern in his eyes whenever Sirius would mention his parents or family. He seemed more worried about Sirius than Sirius himself. I didn't understand why. Was his family so bad that that warranted concern? Should I be concerned for Sirius too?

About three hours in, James having bought sweets for the three of us, he was explaining to me what those were about as Sirius ate a licorice wand. James was opening a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans when there was a knock on the compartment door.

We turned to see a redhead girl standing there with her head down. I could hear sniffling and when she looked up, her eyes were puffy and there were tear tracks in her cheeks.

"Hi, my name's Lily Evans" she said quietly, shifting awkwardly at the attention of the three of us. I tilted my head in curiosity. "I was wondering if I could sit here?"

Lily's hair was straight and in a bright shade of red with some curls at the end. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of green looking even brighter by the tears in her eyes.

I looked at James and Sirius questionably. I didn't have a problem with her joining us but I wanted their opinion too because they'd be sharing a compartment with her and I wanted my newest friends comfortable.

Sirius had half licorice wand in his mouth as he shrugged carelessly. He was slouching on the couch, his back resting in the corner of the compartment facing the hallway and his legs were stretched toward the opposite seat.

James smiled with a nod, holding the box of beans as he shuffled inside it for a bean he wanted. I was on the opposite couch of the two of them, sitting on my knees. I was wearing a dress so I couldn't sit the way I wanted to, with my legs crossed under me.

"Of course" I told her after getting James and Sirius' agreement. "Come in. I'm Kate Grant and these are James Potter and Sirius Black"

"Thank you" Lily said softly, walking inside and closing the door.

Sirius bent his legs so she could pass and not trip, stretching them back again as Lily walked past us, taking the place next to window. I had been sitting in the middle of the couch so she had enough space for herself.

Sirius looked at me, pointing at the box of beans, speaking through the licorice in his mouth "Careful with that. When it says 'every flavor' it means every flavor"