lessons ༄ j. potter [old]

- Prologue -

Hannah Carrison sat in a compartment, looking out the window, petting her cat Winston.
The door slid open, and five boys walked in. There was James Potter, the modest one. Always after Lily Evans. Sirius Black, the playboy. Often after innocent pretty girls. Remus Lupin, the bookworm. The brightest of them all. And Peter Pettigrew, the short one. He just followed them around- not very important.

"How may I. . . assist you boys?"  Hannah asked as politely as she could.

"Baby- maybe a midnight stroll around the Black lake-" Sirius started as James punched him in the ribs. Hannah raised an eyebrow.

"Prongs, what was that for?!" Sirius yelled.

James sighed, "You know, we aren't  here to flirt with her, Padfoot!"

"I know-I know!" Sirius whined.

Hannah rolled her eyes. These stupid nicknames, who came up with them? Oh wait. James did. He's as stupid as the nicknames he came up with.

"So, what is it really?" Hannah asked. She let out a sigh.

"Can you help us?" James asked.

"If it's finding the kitchens then no." Hannah said flatly.

"We already know where it is." Sirius said.

"So what is it really?" Hannah asked. Remus stood by the door, reading 'Fantastic Beasts and were to find them'

"So, can you help us with a prank?" James asked.

"Heavens, and get myself into trouble?!" Hannah snapped, "but, I'll think about it."

"Okay then," Remus called from the back. "Since we're already here, we might as well sit here, is that okay Hannah?"

Hannah nodded and turned back to the window. The boys sat down and chatted, leaving Hannah listening to their awful chit-chat.

Word Count: 278 words.