The eyes on the prize A Harry Potter Love Story

Train Ride:

Just like last year and the year before that we were racing thru Kings Cross. We were just hoping that this year the barrior won't close making it impossible to go thru.  "Come on Lily and Ronald the train is about to leave", Mrs.Weasley exclaimed in front of us. "Coming", Ron and I muttered together.

Time Skip:

As we were about to go into the only compartment we could find Harry asked this guy from the seats we "didn't" know was asleep. He looked asleep but he looked familiar for some reason. Who was he? "Professor R.J. Lupin", I heard Hermione say. I giggled under my breath so only she could hear it " what", she whispered to me. "Oh, you'll find out", I replied, still giggling. Harry and Ron shared that same look of confusion that made me and Hermione both burst out laughing.

Soon enough Harry told us about how Mr.Weasley pulled him aside and talked to him about how Sirius Black had escaped from Azkaban and blah...blah...blah... suddenly Harry mentioned that my father was after me,also. It took so much of me not to explode, but I couldn't explode due to nobody knowing that Sirius Black is my father.

The train stopped to a halt as I stand up I hear Ron whimper something about something moving outside or something stupid. I open the doors to see Draco looking out also, he smiles worriedly and looks up and down the isles then goes into his compartment, while I do the same. I close the doors and the train jerks making me almost fall into guess who... Harry. "Sorry", I apologize. " It's fine", he mutters and we both blush.

Something dark almost passes our door when it turns back and slowly opens the door in the scariest way ever. I have to hold back my scream knowing what is going to do since I am Sirius's daughter. Harry must have noticed because he grabbed my hand for reassurance. I smiled at him then continued staring at the dementor. I heard someone screaming and then Ron shaking me saying mine and Harry's names.

And it was black.

I woke up to my Uncle rubbing my head and brushing my hair with his fingers. My eyes weren't even all opened yet when my Uncle handed me chocolate. "Thanks, Uncle Lupin", I said groggily.