September 1st, 1971

"Love, time to wake up." Her eyes fluttered open to see her mum sitting next to her on the bed. "Don't want to be late to your first day at Hogwarts, do you?" Her mom smiled down at her. Her wavy dark red hair flowing over her tan face, she could see tears welling in steely blue eyes.

"Mum, don't cry on me now." She laughed, sitting up to hug her. "It's not like I'm going to forget you or something." Her mother caressed her cheek, smiling.

"I know, dear. I just can't believe you're already going off to school. My baby's growing up so fast." She wiped at her eyes and patted her daughter's leg. "Now, get up or we'll miss your train." Throwing her legs over her bed, she made her way to the shower and undressed. After washing herself and getting dressed she looked in the mirror at her reflection, trying to collect her nerves. Her dark red hair was in loose curls flowing down past her breast, steel blue eyes hidden behind her long lashes showed uncertainty, her tan complexion glowed from the sunlight of the windows. Everyone was always amazed at how much she looked like her mum, which was a great compliment to her as she was gorgeous. The only resemblance to she had to her father was his dimples when she smiled. She shook her arms, trying to rid herself of nerves. She couldn't believe that today she would be starting Hogwarts, she dreamt of this since she had learned she was a witch. She called for Millie to come get her trunk and made her way down stairs.

"Well, I think I've got everything." She stated, startling her mum, who was making breakfast.

"Merlin, Blaise, you gave me a fright." She laughed, holding her chest and setting a plate of eggs down on the table.

"Sorry, mum, looks like we're both on edge." Sitting down and eating her breakfast, her mum took the seat next to her.

"Nervous about your first day?" She nodded. "You'll be fantastic, love. Hogwarts was the best years of my life and your father's. You'll make all sorts of friends and I just know it will help you become the brilliant witch I know you will be."

"She's right you know." Her father making his presence known as he piled his breakfast onto his plate. "I met your mother there and it was the best thing that could've happened to me." He smiled."

"Dad, I'm trying to eat. You guys have practically a whole year to make lovey eyes at each other while I'm gone!" They both chuckled at her disgust. She doubted she had ever seen any two people as in love as Charlotte and Henry Delemont.

"Not to mention, you'll finally be able to play quidditch and finally stop knocking me off my broom. You're going to be the best chaser the school has ever seen, especially with your ruthlessness of getting that quaffle." Her parents laughed remembering all the times she had not been afraid to play rough to get the quaffle from her father.

"Quidditch is not a game for the weak, dad. Maybe you should take that as a sign." The whole table bustled with laughter. Their playful banter was interrupted by a knock at the front door.

"Oh! That must be the Potter's!" Her mum exclaimed, jumping out of her seat. Growing up next to the Potter's was always something she had loved. Mr. and Mrs. Potter were basically second parents to her, James being like a brother.

"Blaise!" Mrs. Potter's voice made its way into the kitchen as she entered. "I can't believe you and James are already starting Hogwarts!" Blaise stood, walking into her arms that were held out, waiting for her hug.

"Mum, said the same thing." She said, causing them both to laugh.

"I'm sure she did." Mrs. Potter said, squeezing her shoulders as she pulled away.

"I think we're going to have to drag these women away from the children at the platform, Henry." Mr. Potter laughed, ruffling Blaise's hair. "Excited for quidditch, Blaise?"

"I've heard first years don't get to play quidditch, unfortunately." She sighed, sulking.

"Not true!" He yelled excitedly, causing her to jump. "Both you and James have said that and I specifically remember there was a first-year Gryffindor chaser in our sixth year. Remember, Henry?" Looking to her father in surprise as he rubbed his chin thinking just as his eyes lit up remembering.

"Oh, yes! I forgot how upset Greg MacDonald was when he was beat out for that position." They men laughed as Blaise looked over at James, seeing his eyes light up just as much as hers had to have been.

"See, don't give up hope yet, dear." Her mum said, brushing her hair down with her hand. "Well, shall we get going? Can't have these two missing their first day." Blaise walked out the kitchen towards the banister to grab her belongings.

"Can you believe we start school today?" Blaise asked, turning to look at James who was behind her. His brown hair was a mess, as always, his round glassed hiding his eyes that were full of excitement.

"I can't bloody wait!" He practically yelled at her, his excitement clearly showing now.

"James!" Mrs. Potter scolded. "Language." She laughed at him as he ducked his head.

"Sorry, mum." He said as his mother ruffled his hair.

"Everyone ready?" Her father asked as they walked to the door. Soon enough they got to King's Cross station and made their way to platform 9 ¾. Looking at platform 9 and then 10, Blaise realized there was no 9 ¾.

"Dad? I don't see the platform?" She asked, confused as they stopped in front of a brick wall.

"It's right through there." Her father said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Blaise looked at him like he was a nutter. Both children's parents laughed, James looking at her with just as much confusion etched on his face.

"Have you all gone nutters?" Blaise wondered aloud.

"Love, you run through the wall." Her mother said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"If this is a joke to see how daft I am, I will be sincerely upset." They all chuckled at Blaise's response. She took a deep breath and pushed her trolley at high speed into the brick wall. It was dark and then she saw the commotion of the hidden platform. Blaise's mouth practically fell open as she took it all in. She moved out of the way of the wall and waited for everyone to come through. James looked just as amazed as she had.

"Magic never stops amazing us it seems." He laughed, running his hands through his hair, standing next to her.

"Never." She agreed as their parents joined them. Her mother coming up and pushing her towards the big red train. The Potter's started saying their farewells to their son as Blaise looked at her own parents. Her mother got down in front of her daughter, tears already sparkling in her eyes.

"Write as often as you can, okay? You have to make sure to keep me updated on the friends you'll meet and all the cute boys." Charlotte Delemont cried, wiping her eyes. "And if you have any troubles with anything remember that your Aunt Minerva is there. And if you need anything-"

"Char, she's going to be fine." Henry chuckled, smiling at his wife and daughter. "Aren't you, sweetheart?" He said as he bent over to hug his only daughter. Blaise pulled her mom into the hug as well and she memorized their smells, even though she'd never admit it. She had to be strong, she was 11 years old now, not a baby.

"I promise I'll write, mum. Don't worry, please." Blaise said, looking up at her parents. The train horn made her jump.

"Blaise! C'mon! We got to go!" James yelled over to her, waving his arms like an idiot.

"Go." Her mother smiled at her, brushing a piece of red hair from her daughter's face.

"I love you, guys." Blaise smiled, trying not to let the growing tears in her eyes fall as she ran to James.

"We love you too!" Mrs. Delemont yelled after her daughter. Blaise climbed onto the train after James, looking for an open compartment. After only coming across full ones they finally stumbled upon one with only one other person in it.

"Hi, mind if we join you? Everywhere else is full." James asked the boy with light brown hair, Blaise noticed he had some scars on his face. She couldn't help but wonder how he got those.

"Of course," He said, smiling. "My name's Remus Lupin. Are you guys first years too?"

"Yeah we are. My name is James Potter and this is Blaise Delemont." James said motioning to her.

"Thanks James, forgot I could introduce myself." Blaise glared at him as the boys laughed. "But, yes, as this tosspot said, I'm Blaise." She said smiling, taking the seat across from Remus as James sat next to the new boy.

"Oi, Ginger, you wound me." James said dramatically, holding a hand to his heart in mock hurt.

"Call me that again and you will be wounded." They all laughed as James put his hands up in surrender. They were interrupted when two boys opened the compartment door. One of them had dark, almost black, wavy hair and the other a sandy blonde. The dark-haired boy was about average height and looked fit for his age, not to mention he had the prettiest silver eyes she had ever seen. The light-haired boy was shorter and a tad on the round side, there was something about him Blaise didn't like. You know those people who you could just tell you wouldn't like? He was one of them, but who was she to judge she thought.

"Mind if we join you lot?" The dark-haired boy asked.

"The more, the merrier." James smiled, waving them in. "My name's James Potter." He said introducing only himself this time, looking at Blaise making sure she had caught that. Shaking her head at him she smiled at the boys.

"I'm Blaise Delemont." She waved.

"I'm Remus Lupin." Remus introduced as the boys closed the door as they entered.

"Nice to meet you all, my name is Sirius Black." The dark-haired boy said, taking the seat next to Blaise. She blushed as his leg touched hers.

"Peter Pettigrew." The mousy looking boy said. Sitting next to Sirius.

"Are you guys first years?" James asked after all the introductions were made.

"I am, don't know about him. He ran into me in the hallway." Sirius laughed, pointing at Pettigrew.

"Me too." Peter said nervously. "You guys?" They all nodded. Blaise couldn't help notice how there was no awkwardness in the air between the lot. Besides Peter, but no one else seemed to notice that part.

"Do any of you lot fancy quidditch?" Blaise asked, starting conversation. She noticed excitement in Sirius's eyes as she scanned the compartment.

"I bloody love it!" He practically yelled, she giggled at his reaction. "What's your favorite team?"

"Montrose Magpies." Blaise stated proudly. "Although, James here thinks the Ballycastle Bats are better. Which obviously shows what he knows." She laughed as James glared at her. Sirius was practically ready to marry her, not only was she a girl who liked quidditch, but a Magpies fan as well. He could just hear his mother's disapproval over a girl liking quidditch, which made him like her more. Not to mention she was quite cute.

"The Magpies are my favorite too!" Sirius exclaimed. He and Blaise high-fiving.

"You both are nutters is what you are." James said exasperatedly.

"Okay, four eyes, who has won 32 league cups? Hmm?" She teased. "As opposed to? What is it? Like 10?" Blaise egged him on. The other boys in the cab were impressed with how much a girl knew about quidditch.

"Oi, stuff it, you tosser. The bats have won at least 28, thank you very much." James said matter-of-factually, sticking his tongue out at Blaise. Which she returned as the lot all laughed at James' frustration. They continued talking the rest of the way to the castle about anything and everything. Soon enough they had all changed into their school robes and were getting of the train in Hogsmeade. They were ushered to boats waiting to take them to Blaise's home for the next nine months. Her new friends all clambered into one of the boats, Blaise being the last. Just as she was stepping into the boat, her robe caught on her shoe and she fell forward. Letting out a yelp as Blaise fell into the arms of Sirius Black. She blushed and quickly sat down next him, noticing James waggling his eyebrows at her. She mouthed 'shut it' to him and hoped Sirius hadn't seen her blush. Unfortunately for her, he had to crack a joke.

"Y'know, Delemont, I'm used to girls falling over me. But, not quite so literal." He winked at her, causing James to about fall out of the boat from laughing so hard.

"Stuff it you wanker." She glared at the two boys as they both laughed. Remus shook his head, smiling at their antics, while Peter just observed. After they got out of the boats they made their way to what Blaise assumed was the great hall. Her mother had explained how arriving worked, knowing her daughter had been so nervous. The boys had managed to distract her from her nerves, but now standing in front of the big doors, they were back full force. James looked over at his best friend and noticed how terrified she looked.

"You'll be okay," James whispered in her ear, taking her hand. "As long as you aren't a Slytherin." Blaise laughed, thankful he was calming her.

"Gee, comforting." She snorted, squeezing his hand.

"Don't worry, Ginger. I'll still like you either way." Blaise squeezed his hand painfully hard at the mention of his stupid nickname for her. James winced, but smiled at her nonetheless, which she returned.

"I'd like to welcome you all to your first year at Hogwarts. My name is Professor McGonagall, through these doors a sorting hat will be placed on your heads and you will be sorted into your houses." Blaise looked up at her Aunt speaking to them all. McGonagall smiled at Blaise, nodding a hello as the Professor lead them into the hall.

"That's your aunt, right?" James asked next to her, Blaise nodded. She would've have given him a verbal response, but she was amazed as she took the Great Hall in. There was a bewitched ceiling above them as they walked, making it look like a night sky. All the students made it to the front of the room as an old man with a beard stood up from a table of what Blaise assumed to be the teachers.

"Greetings, young ones." The old man said. "My name is Professor Albus Dumbledore." Blaise tuned him out as she looked around the hall, noticing all the faces staring at them. She took James' hand once again, he looked over at her, sending her a reassuring smile. "I know you will go on to do extraordinary things." Professor Dumbledore finished while looking directly at Blaise. She had hoped he hadn't noticed her ignoring him, but something told her that he was heading the last part of the speech to her and she had no idea why. Her Aunt Minerva started reading off names of children to be sorted. Soon she heard Sirius' name be called, Blaise and James looked on, excited to see where their new mate would be placed. Almost immediately the hat called out Gryffindor. A huge smile appeared on his face as he jumped down and made his way happily to the Gryffindor table.

"Delemont, Blaise." McGonagall called, making Blaise stiffen as she walked up to the stool. Her aunt placed the hat upon her head, squeezing her arm as she stepped away.

"Hmm, where to put you. Loyal and patient, would be good for Hufflepuff. But, wise and intelligent, Ravenclaw would also be a good choice. But, what's this? Cunning and ambitious, with great power. You'd do extraordinarily well in Slytherin, you could do great things." Blaise froze at this. Not a wizard who hasn't gone bad was in Syltherin. She looked at James worriedly, noticing he had to also have heard what the hat was saying. "Alas, bravery and kindness is the truest virtue to you… Gryffindor!" The hat finally yelled, seeing her new mates clap happily, James practically losing his mind, and McGonagall smiling widely as Blaise made her way to her new house's table. She sat down next to Sirius, smiling proudly at each other. She turned towards the front of the room again and as she did she saw Dumbledore raise his goblet to her, a smile upon his face. She smiled back and watched as all her new mates and James were called. Everyone being in Gryffindor, she gave James the biggest hug ever as he sat next to her. Once the sorting was over with the feast began, all of them looking amazed as the food just appeared in front of them.

"Hi, I'm James!" Blaise heard her best friend introduce himself to a cute red-headed girl on the other side of him.

"Lily Evans." The girl smiled sweetly at him. James' cheeks held blush as he turned towards Blaise.

"I just met my future wife, Blaise." She laughed at his comment and nudged Sirius getting his attention.

"What's got him all lovey eyed?" Sirius asked, chuckling.

"A certain red-head sitting next to him." Blaise laughed, grabbing more mashed potatoes.

"You?" A shocked looking Sirius asked. "I didn't realize you two—" Blaise started choking uncontrollably on her food before he finished, after Black even suggested such a thing. Her choking grabbing everyone's attention as both James and Sirius patted her back.

"Blimey, Blaise, you alright?" James worriedly asked.

"Is she okay?" The red-head Blaise had been referring to asked. Sirius looked up to see the owner of the voice, realizing what she had meant.

"I'm good, I'm good." Blaise said, catching her breath. "This git just said something ridiculous." Glaring at Sirius. "Your daftness almost cost me my life, Black." Sirius was worried she was serious, then she started laughing.

"What in Merlin's beard did you say to her, Sirius?" James asked concerned, taking a bite of his chicken.

"He thought we were dating." She said trying to talk while laughing her arse off. As soon as the words left her mouth James had started choking on his food. Blaise laughed even harder at him having the same reaction. Patting his back like he had did to her she turned towards the reason it had happened.

"Now you've almost gone and killed two people." Sirius rubbed the back of his neck. He wasn't used to being embarrassed, so he thought he should return the favor.

"So, that means you're single then?" The smile wiped right off Blaise's face as James fell into a fit of laughter.

"Er," Blaise didn't know how to respond, feeling her cheeks burning up.

"Oi, Black, you've got to ask for my blessing first. She's my best mate." James said, trying to catch his breath. Blaise glaring at him, wishing she could hex him right where he sat.

"James Potter, would you please give me the extreme honor of blessing me in asking miss Blaise Delemont to be my girlfriend." Blaise was practically seething at James at this point. Remus noticed her face and cleared his throat.

"Lads, what was it again that caused James to look like a love-struck bloke?" Remus piped up.

"Ah! Yes, lads. I have found my future wife!" James exclaimed. Blaise sent a thankful look to Remus, which he nodded to in return.

"What's her name then?" Sirius asked. Blaise could still tell her face was burning.

"Her name is Lily Evans." He proclaimed, everyone looking at the other red-head at the table. Lily's face turned just as red as her hair as she stared at James shocked.

"Excuse me?" She squeaked, embarrassed as all hell.

"Lily, I've never laid eyes on such a pretty bird and I think I have fallen in love with you." He said seriously. Everyone laughed at him, but he didn't care. He knew this girl was meant for him.

"In your dreams." Lilly seethed. Blaise laughed at James, being about ready to get hexed.

"Y'know, James, I don't think the feeling is mutual." Blaise laughed, patting her best friend's shoulders as he hunched over in defeat.

"Don't worry, mate." Sirius said. "She's daft for not snogging you right there and then." They all laughed at that, except for Lily. The poor girl looked mortified. Dinner was soon over and they were shown to their common room. Blaise excitedly looked at the place she called her new home.

"Follow me to the dormitories, ladies and you'll meet your roommates." The female prefect said to the new Gryffindors, the male one did the same.

"Well, lads, I suppose I shall see you tomorrow." Blaise said.

"I'll dream of you tonight." Sirius smiled, holding his heart. James about to go into another fit of laughter.

"Shove it, Black." She said, shaking her head. "Night to everyone besides Black and James for laughing."

"Hey! I'm your best friend!" James yelled.

"Delemont, your words wound people." Remus joked.

"You want to be excluded too?" Blaise asked, raising an eyebrow. "Night, Peter!" She laughed. Peter blushing like mad and the boys didn't let it go unnoticed. She could hear them making fun as she climbed the stairs to her dormitory. After she was assigned she made her way into the large room. Noticing Lily Evans was there, she remembered the fiasco at dinner, blushing again.

"Hi! I'm Marlene McKinnon." One of the girls said, smiling.

"I'm Blaise Delemont." Blaise replied, smiling back.

"You're the one at dinner who looked as if she may choke to death." Lily noticed. "I'm Lily Evans. I hope you're alright." She smiled.

"Oh, yes, I'm perfectly fine. This tosser just said something ridiculous." Blaise laughed it off.

"My name's Mary MacDonald." Another girl introduced herself, Blaise smiled at her. She looked at the last girl in the room who simply ignored them. "That's Verity Welch, she's too good to talk to any of us." Mary noted.

"I have no need to get to know any of you, I should have been in Slytherin." She spat.

"Someone pissed in her Owl O's this morning." Blaise muttered. All the girls having heard her, fell into a fit of laughter. Verity scoffed and closed her bed curtains. The girls soon settled down and where all in bed saying their good nights.

Author's Note: There will be time skips throughout this story, bigger ones leading up until around their sixth and seventh year. The story's main focus will be not only Blaise and Sirius's relationship, but the rise of the wizarding war. I really hope you all enjoy it and don't be afraid to follow, favorite, and review!