Written In the Stars | s.b |

ONE

"Remember Sirius, the people you associate yourself with your first year —"

"Determine what kind of person you are and how successful you will become," Sirius answered in a bored tone.

Walburga Black repeated this phrase to her two sons since they could walk and talk. She couldn't care less about her sons' personal success, so long as neither of them made a mockery of the Black name.

"If you and Lucius follow each other along, you should succeed greatly," she said with the utmost apathy.

"Yes mum," Sirius said with an eye roll.

Walburga grabbed her sons cheeks, squeezing them painfully to force him to look her in the eyes. Sirius shrank as his grey eyes met his mothers.

"Heed my words, Sirius," she said. "I do not make room in my family for mistakes."

Sirius swallowed, his eyes casting to a family of four. He looked longingly as the boy and girl hugged their parents before entering the train.

His mother snatched his face back to her. "Do you understand me."

He nodded. "Yes, ma'am..."

She let go of his face, bruises already beginning to form. Walburga turned, grabbing her youngest son, leaving without a goodbye.

Sirius sighed, rubbing his cheeks as he started to head onto the train. He met up with Lucius who sat with two other boys.

"Hey Black," Lucius said. "This is Mulciber and Avery. They're also going to be sorted into Slytherin."

"We don't really know if we'll be in Slytherin..." Sirius said as he took a seat next to Malfoy.

"Well I sure hope we're all in Slytherin," Malfoy said. "It'd be an embarrassment to not be."

Sirius sank in his seat — he was sure he would be sorted into Slytherin but there was still the fear of being sorted into anything differently.

"This is the last compartment..." Remus said with a sigh.

"Okay," Ariah said. "Go in then."

"Someone's in there..." Remus muttered.

"My god Remmie. You can't spend your whole life with your sister as your only friend."

Ariah rolled her eyes, opening the compartment door and striding in. Remus tried keeping his sister from entering but she had already been noticed by the boy sitting in the compartment.

Ariah couldn't deny that the boy was rather cute. He had messy, floppy brown hair and large round glasses framing his face. Behind his glasses, she could see a fierce shade of blue.

"Hello!" Ariah said. "I'm Ariah, this is my twin brother Remus. Mind if we sit with you? Cool."

She sat down across from the boy who sat with his mouth slightly open.

"Er... go ahead..." he mumbled.

Remus awkwardly made his way beside his sisters side.

"And you are?" Ariah asked after a moment of silence between the three.

"Oh... erm... James. James Potter."

"Are you a first year as well?"

James nodded, his head turning to look out the window. A large silence loomed over the three. Ariah sighed deeply as the silence turned awkward.

"So," she said. "What House are you hoping to get into?"

James looked back at her. "Gryffindor..."