Lethe || A Sirus Black Love Story

First Year, First Day

Bubbling was what I would describe my emotions, the sheer excitement for the prospect of going to school was joyful. I had found a nice empty compartment at the end of train therefore currently, I am cross-legged with a book in hand. My calm quiet environment was suddenly interrupted by the painstakingly slow noise of the sliding door of the compartment opening very slowly. I look up to see a rather handsome looking boy with three scars on his face and mousy brown hair, cocking an eyebrow I look at him in question.

"Ah...um... may I sit in here? The other compartments are full...," The boy stammers nervously and I cannot help but hear his loud thoughts and anxious emotions.

Oh god I shouldn't have interrupted her, she seemed to peaceful reading her book... oh no I hope she doesn't get angry at me...

His thoughts and emotions are so loud that it is a chore to block it out and I press my eyes together in concentration to do so, before opening them again to reply, although before I can open my mouth he interrupts me.

"Im sorry I'll go find somewhere else...," the boy nervousness apologises and starts to close the door when I call out.

"No you can stay! Im sorry I was just a bit shocked," I reply, a small white lie... I didn't know if he would react to my legilimency well. Almost immediately his shoulders sag in relief, and his lips turn up in a small nervous smile.

"Are you sure... I wouldn't want to be a nuisance...," he quietly says, his nervousness hitting me like a huge gust of wind in my mind, and I look at him sympathetically.

"Of course not, sit, make yourself comfortable," I encourage as I gesture to the seat across from me. Now smiling widely the scarred boy, situates himself and opens a book, his thoughts and emotions now only a whisper at the back of my mind like a bird softly whistling in the wind. I refrain from prying into his mind at my curiousness of the now intently reading boy in front of me, deciding on introducing myself to him.

"My name's Aurora Goldstein, whats yours?" I introduce myself, and I wince in embarrassment as he jumps slightly in surprise at my voice. He quickly recovers and smiles slightly.

"Oh sorry I didn't introduce myself, how silly of me. Nice to meet you, my name is Remus Lupin," he smiles warmly at me and I return it with a smile. Gesturing at the book in his hand, I ask him what he is reading since I cannot see the cover of it.

"Oh it is Hogwarts: A History, have you read it before?" I nod my head in response, my cheeks redding slightly as I now recognise the hefty book in his hands. I smile softly as I return to my book, only to be interrupted by the compartment door opening again, a boy with grey eyes apprehensively stands in the doorway. Again thoughts and emotions hit me, although not from Remus Lupin who looks up from his book, much like me. Although not as nervous as Remus, he was still nervous. I could feel it. I smile tensely at him as I try to block the current of thoughts and emotions from the grey-eyed boy.

"May I sit here with you? All the previous compartments are full...," he asks good-mannerly, hiding his nervousness rather well. I see from the corner of my eyes that Remus is nodding in response and I do the same. Once again, the emotions and thoughts of the newly entered individual simmers and I relax in relief.

"Thank you very much, my name is Sirius Black," he says cheerfully and my eyes widen at the mention of his last name, unfortunately my curiosity gets the best of me and I instantly read the grey-eyed boy. Why do those eyes look so familar, I think to myself.

Oh Merlin, why did she widen her eyes at my last name? Does she know my family?

I feel the dread of the boy in front of me and I frown sadly. Did he not know how his family was not the nicest of families? Remus introduces himself first, then almost immediately returning to his book, I follow suit and do the same. As I say my name his eyes widen in curioisty and I feel a wave of emotions sweeping over me, so much that I have to grip onto the seat, to stop myself from reading the boy.

"Are you a mud blood?" the voice of Sirius curiously asks and I drop my book looking at him in disbelief and shock.

"Sirius! You cant say that kind of thing!" Remus cries out in disbelief, closing his book in the process. Confusion crosses the grey-eyed boys face, and I read him once again.

Isn't that what people who have two muggle parents?

I instantly feel sorry for the confused boy and I speak out softly.

"No, I am not a muggle-born, I'm a pureblood and Sirius you cant say things like mud blood," I whisper the word mud blood, "It's a word used for muggle-born's in distain and its means that their blood is filthy..." I quietly say to him. Instantly Sirius Black's face turns into shock and then soon anger.

"My family uses that all the time to describe... muggle-born's... I never knew it meant that...," he spits out, while looking at the floor, and I can feel the anger rolling from his mind.

"It's alright, I know you didn't mean it like that," I tell him re-assuringly, looking at him sympathetically. At that moment though, the compartment door slides one yet again, a bespectacled boy with messy brown hair walks in.

"Hello all, my name is James Potter, can I sit here?" he asks as he sits down, smiling widely at all three of us. I return his smile with a warm one as the introduction of this bubbly character becomes a ray of sunshine in the slightly tense compartment I now sit in. After introductions are shared, I go back to my book, drowning out the cheerful loud voices of Sirius Black and James Potter.

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A hand slightly shakes my shoulder and I look to my side to see the smiling face of James Potter, rather close to mine might I add.

"We are here!!" he squeals and I laugh at him jumping in excitement, pulling me out of the compartment and down the hall by the hand. I look at the smiling Remus walking behind us in a plea for help, but a gasp escapes my lips as the cold, brisk Scottish air hits me and I slightly shiver.

"Fir' yers over here!" a gruff voice calls out and my eyes widen at the large looming man standing at the train station, and walk slowly towards him in curiosity.

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