When I Saw Hogwarts

Chapter 14

Two weeks have flown by so fast. It's time to go back to Hogwarts. We arrive at Kings Cross and go to platform nine and three-quarters. We board the train and find an empty compartment. We all push our trunks and owls on board before we enter ourselves. We wave at mum and Grantbus through the window as the train pulls out of the station.

Time goes by fast when we finally get to Hogwarts. We leave our stuff on the train and join people in the corridor. When we get off we get a horse-less carriage to ourselves.

"So did everyone have fun?" Rookwood asks.

"Yeah, I had lots of fun. Your parents were so nice and your brother too." Lily says.

"I had fun except when Autumn beat me in Quidditch. I almost won but then she tricked me." James complains.

"She does that to everyone," Rookwood says and I stick my tongue out at him.

"What about you Sirius?" I ask.

"Oh yeah. I had loads of fun. Your baking was amazing Autumn. I'm going to miss it." He says.

"Haha. Thank you." I say with a smile on my face.

"Your welcome and I mean it." He says. We keep each other's gazes.

"Well, it looks like we're here," Rookwood says breaking the silence that had occurred. When the carriage comes to a stop we all file out. We head up the stairs to the doors that lead inside to warmth and food. Before I walk in with everyone else a hand grabs my elbow and stops me. I turn around to find Sirius standing there looking a bit nervous.

"What's wrong?" I ask worried he might be sick or something.

"Oh nothing's wrong I just wanted to ask you something." He says.

"What do you want to ask me?" I ask wondering what on earth it could be.

"Well, since we both admitted that we have a crush on each other, I was wondering if you wanted to be my girl?"

So this is his question? Out of all of the questions, he could ask me like what's my favorite color or my favorite animal? He looks really nervous like I'm going to say no. I guess I can't keep him waiting on an answer forever and I should stop talking to myself.

"Of course. I've wanted you to ask me that since the very first night here," I say and he looks relieved.

"You should've asked then." He smiles and takes my hand as we walk inside.

When we enter the Great Hall the others look at us with questions on their faces then their eyes look down at our hands tied together. When we sit down they don't say anything as we wait for Professor Dippet to start the feast, though I swear I saw Rookwood passing a few coins over to James who was smirking. He stands up and motions for the room to be quiet.

"Welcome back to those who are joining us tonight. We have missed you dearly. Now let the feast begin."

The golden platters that are empty are now filled with all sorts of foods. I wonder where it all comes from. I know that the castle doesn't have slaves but is there some other magical creature that does it all? I'll worry about it later because I'm really hungry.

The food is good as always. I remember not to over stuff myself as to not get sick. I remind Sirius the same thing so he can attend classes tomorrow. Then I drink some pumpkin juice which is one of my favorites. After dinner people slowly start to leave and go to the common rooms. I rise and Sirius rises with me. We say goodnight to everyone and then we also leave.

We walk up the moving staircases hand in hand. This is the first time I've actually felt happy here. I look at Sirius who seems happy also. I've always admired him for how confident he is. He doesn't let anything get in his way. If something's blocking him from reaching his goal, he'll find a way around it. He never gives up.

We make it to the common room and thankfully they haven't changed the password yet-pig's snout-. We walk inside and sit on one of the sofas. I rest my head on his shoulder and we gaze into the roaring fire. Soon the gang shows up and they all raise their eyebrows at us.

"Are you guys like dating or something now?" Asks Lily with excitement in her eyes.

"Yes. Yes, we are." I say and I look up into Sirius's eyes which are studying me. Committing my features to memory.