A/N: A Big thanks to my beta reader Spark Writer

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

"A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead." - Graham Greene

Prologue

The sound of my hurried steps bounced off the dungeon walls, eerie with amplification. I spied an end to the long empty corridor and my heartbeat increased a bit more with anticipation. I crossed my fingers in prayer, that the corridor on the other side would lead me to the right path to the Hufflepuff common room. However all hopes were dashed when I turned the corner and came to a dead-end.

I stopped in my tracks, the panic that I had been keeping at bay now clawing its way up and exercising a tight grip over my heart and throat. I was hopelessly lost in the dungeons of Hogwarts and that too on my second day at the school. My panicked mind conjured up scary scenarios where I would never be able to find my way back to my common room ever again, damned forever to wander through the maze that was Hogwarts' dungeons till I died and even then I would become a ghost and not a kind non-scary one like the Fat Friar but rather like the Slytherin House ghost The Bloody Baron. Tears had begun to sting my eyes, when I heard the sound of footsteps. I whirled around, my heart thumping a tattoo on my ribcage. The dungeons, I had been told by kind seniors, specifically the gloomy parts like the one I was lost in, were the Slytherin's domain.

From what I had been told about members of said house, I should rather prefer becoming a gloomy wandering ghost to becoming their prey.

So I clutched my wand tightly to my chest, searching my brain for all the spells I had learned in the last two days and slowly started backing myself towards the wall. The steps became louder and louder falling in rhythm with my heartbeat until finally they rounded a corner and I came face to face with a boy my age. His grey eyes widened when they met mine and then widened further when he saw the wand I was pointing at him.

We stood there for a few seconds in silence, neither sure what to say or do.

Finally he spoke up, "Well? Are you going to hex me anytime soon?"

I started at the sudden sound of his voice, then stared at him in bewilderment; he raised his eyebrows expectantly, "Umm, I... don't want to," I replied hesitantly.

Now both of his eyebrows had disappeared under the curly hair that was almost in his eyes.

"Don't want to or can't?" He smirked, a knowing look in his eyes that made me bristle.

However, he had struck the truth so I muttered, reluctantly, "Both?"

His smirk turned into a grin, "Let me guess, Hufflepuff?"

My eyes widened, "How did you know?!"

His grin only grew in size as he replied, "A lucky guess."

My brows furrowed as I recalled my earlier concerns, "Which house are you from?"

His grin turned into an understanding smile, "Gryffindor", he stepped forward and extended a hand, "I am Sirius Black."

I stared at his hand and then directed my gaze to his face. There was a lingering smile on his lips and his eyes were sparkling in the light from the torches on the wall. I liked the rather open and approachable look there and so I lowered my wand and grasped his hand, "Audrey Westfall."

A/N: Hey guys! So, I have decided to try my hand at a multi-chaptered story, however since I don't have much experience with said type of story, I have decided to limit each chapter (except the Prologue and the Epilogue) to between 1000-3000 words. I hope to update weekly. Do Review! It provides motivation to keep writing.