The Train Ride and The Sorting

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-chapter 4-

I look at Grey Eyes-Sirius Black, whatever. He looks at me with a smirk on his face again. I lean forward and slap him. He puts a hand to his cheek, glaring at me.

"What was that for?"

"I've been wanting go do that since you first talked to me," I say. "To wipe that smirk off your face."

James looks sideways at me, then bursts out in laughter. "What?" I demand.

"No girl has ever, ever slapped Sirius." he explains.

"Why?"

"All the girls fawn over him," Remus explains. "They all chase him, asking for a date or sometimes even a kiss."

"Really?" I say, shocked. "Who would fawn over that?" I ask, pointing my thumb at Sirius.

James bursts out laughing again. "What?! What is so funny about what I say?"

James just keeps on laughing. I turn to Remus, raising my eyebrows at him. "James laughs at almost everything."

"Except Lily." Sirius inputs.

"Lily? Does she have red hair?"

"That's the one." James, who finally stopped laughing, says. "You know her?"

"I met her earlier, yeah."

"Can you ask her out for me?"

"In your dreams." I say.

"Oh, I dream about her all the time, don't worry." James says.

I laugh; actually laugh. I'm beginning to warm up to James. But not the other ones. Remus seems fine, a little corky, but fine. Sirius, well, he's a different story. He can't stop staring at me; it's getting annoying.

I look over at Sirius, into those stormy, beautiful grey eyes of his. "What?"

"You're beautiful." He says.

"Gee, like I haven't heard that before." I say with an eye roll.

James bursts into laughter again. I glance over at him.

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"So what House do you want?" James, who's stroking my hair, my head in his lap, asks.

"I don't know anything about the Houses." I say quietly, looking up into the hazel eyes of James.

"Well, there's Gryffindor. They're the house of the brave. Then there's Ravenclaw, the smart people. Hufflepuff, the loyal people and finally there's Slytherin, the cunning." James explains.

"Oh. What house are you in?"

"We're all in Gryffindor." Sirius says.

"So you guys are brave?"

"You can say that." James says.

"Okay." I say.

"So what House do you want?" Sirius asks.

"I don't know," I say after a moment. "Everything sounds fine except Slytherin."

"Well you better get Gryffindor or else you can't be friends with us." James says, twirling a lock of my dirty blonde hair around his finger.

"Are you serious?" I ask.

"No, I'm Sirius." Sirius says. I laugh. "Hey, when do I get to play with your hair?" Sirius says with a pout.

"Never." I say.

"Aww. C'mon! I wanna play with your hair, too! How come James gets to and I don't?"

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