The Oddball

I'm the unwanted child of a god and a witch. One of a kind! Sounds awesome right? No. No. NO. Gods hate wizards, wizards hate gods and EVERYONE hates me. My name is Autumn and I've been living at Camp Half-blood my whole life, a social pariah. Well I'm done. I'm going to try my luck at a wizard school. Hogwarts. But there's a new kind of torture there and its name is Sirius Black. 
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"Come on! Jump!" a boy's voice shouted, "Jump!" the hand was back, and using the last bit of energy I had I reached for it. A strong, warm grip enveloped mine and I was jerked violently up.For the briefest moment I was flying. My long blond hair flew back and I was sure my eyes must have been wide with shock and adrenaline.

And then I hit a wall. Or at least, that's what it felt like. 
My momentum carried me forward through the doorway and, hand still held tightly, I barreled straight into a solid chest, knocking both myself and my savior to the ground.

"Oomph!" unable to move for a moment I struggled to catch my breath. I felt like my brain had been rattled in my skull and for a moment I couldn't think, much less pick my self up. When I finally regained some of my sense I found my self splayed out on top of a boy, my own age, with my head resting on his chest and our hands still clasped tightly.

"Bloody hell.." a voice breathed, sounding shocked and slightly pained. Cringing with embarrassment I lifted my head slowly to meet the eyes of the boy I had unwilling tackled.Storm clouds. That's what his eyes were like. A shade of grey I had never seen in anyone's eyes before, not even the children of Athena. At the moment the eyes were as wide as mine and filled with surprise but as I stared down at him they filled with amusement.

"Bloody hell," he repeated, "that was some entrance."
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(Basically a Marauder Era Sirius Black/OC fanfic. Also deals with Voldemort and the war so read, review and I hope you enjoy!_