Images whizzing by, barely being visual, as the train hurried by the scenery.
Isabel sighed deeply, she was very sick of her older brother, James, getting his way all the time. Just because he was 10 months older then she didn't mean he was able to tell her that the both of them had to sit with his friends because James had decided to lose the key to a magic pair of handcuffs. Why couldn't they have sat with her friends? James would have loved sitting in a room full of girls drooling over him. Yet here she was, sitting in a compartment with James Potter, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin.
"If you glare at that window any harder I think, you might burn a whole in it," Sirius said chuckling.
"If it amuses you then I will do my best to burn a whole in this stupid window," she grumbled sarcastically, to the boy sitting across form her, not looking at him.
He leaned forward on his knees so he could look at her. "I would be far more amused if you were to do something, to certain someone sitting across from you," he whispered, smirking a devilish smirk while winking. Isabel turned bright red and sat up, so she could look at him embarrassed, failing to glare.
Sirius laughed a dog like laugh, before she felt a weight shift and heard a loud smack.
"OW! Bugger Prongs stop hitting me!" Sirius yelled at James who was sitting next to Isabel, now, looking quiet smug.
"Then stop making perverted remarks to or about my sister. I would usually not mind your perverted jokes towards girls, but I really don't want to hear you joking about shagging my sister, it's just wrong," he said calmly, shuddering at the thought.
"Fine if I can't make jokes about me shagging your sister then Remus will do," he said crossing his arms stubbornly.
Remus looked up for the first time since Isabel had been dragged in here by James, looking dazed and startled.
"Oh hello Prongs didn't here you come in, I was- Oh err hi Bel" he said looking over at her.
Isabel sighed looking at him annoyed, "Lupin I have been in here along with James since the train left."
"And 10 minutes prior," James added.
"Must you always add onto what I say," She asked James, while scowling.
"Am I not aloud to speak? I am older so I can do whatever the hell I please," he said, purposefully pulling his right arm to his left side, tugging her along.
"Ugh James stop pulling me around!" she ordered, "First you drag me to some stupid little store in Diagon Ally before we arrived at the station, so you could buy this stupid pair of handcuffs. Then you drag me onto the train so you could show Sirius how these stupid things work, just to get us stuck together. Then you drag me into this compartment with your friends, and Sirius keeps being a pervert. I am not going to let you drag me around this seat."
"Fine," James shot back.
She sighed and closed her eyes, hoping she could get some sleep, James and Sirius had been up all last night talking about whatever boys talk about at 5a.m.
Sirius had recently run away from his home this summer and of course the Potters let Sirius live with them, he was like another part of the family. This included Christmas.
Now all of them were going back to school of there 6th year from Christmas holiday. James and his friends were already 16, but in a month or two, Isabel would be the same age.
Anyways, Mr. Potter had sent his son and daughter to Diagon alley for something Isabel didn't' know about. They finally got to Diagon alley, James quickly came to the answer that what they were looking for, was not even there. Isabel suspected the whole trip was a ruse to get her out of the house while her father spoke to Sirius privately. Obviously they hadn't wasted enough time before they were to meet there parents at the train station, so James walked into the first store he saw. Unfortunately it was a store that just sold random things, from fruits and vegetables to, oh lets say a magical pair of hand cuffs that could only be removed by a magic key that just happened to disappear.
And that is the lovely story of how Isabel got stuck in the compartment with the marauders.
"Remus? Would you rather read a book, or go on a date with a girl?" Sirius questioned curiously.
Remus was reading again and he didn't look up when he answered. "That depends on who the girl is."
"Hmmm a nice piece of skirt, like . . . I don't know maybe . . . . Bel?"
Isabel blushed deeply, her eyes still closed, trying to fall asleep before Remus could answer. "Ya I would put my book down for Bel she is fun to talk to."
The blush deepened, if that was possible. "Just fun to talk to? Come on Remus I bet highly that you want to do more then just talk," Sirius countered incredulously, laughing.
"What do you mean?" Remus asked. There was a resounding 'Thunk' as Remus closed his book, starting to become curious, and also being stupid to not see where Sirius was going and stupid because he hadn't realized still to this day how much Bel fancied him.
"Remus Lupin, the stupidest smart bloke in history," Sirius titled him with a playful sigh. "Don't you find Bel attractive?"
"Well, um," Bel knew he was awkwardly looking at James threw corner of his eye, trying to measure James facial expressions, distance between the two, and his chance for leaving the compartment now.
James raised an eyebrow curiously while crossing his arms, slightly tugging Isabel, telling Remus it was ok to continue, but to watch what he said.
"Well of course Bel is beautiful, anyone could see that," he added the last part quickly.
Bel's heart jumped a beat. Sure he was only saying this because he was being nice, not wanting to hurt her feelings by saying no, but it still made her breath hitch in her throat.
"Okay, now Remus, my dear friend, what do most men do to attractive women," he cleared his throat, "or at least dream about doing."
"I hate to admit it, but you have me lost, Sirius. I don't understand," Remus answered honestly.
Sirius chuckled. This is exactly what he had wanted. He knew Remus was stupid when it came to this topic, well not stupid, but ignorant and a bit naïve. All Sirius wanted to do was state the obvious, to make Bel and Remus blush.
"Haven't you ever . . . Fantasized about Bel," he asked looking from underneath his eyelashes, trying to smile innocently.
"Fantasized?"
"Yes moony, fantasized."
"Padfoot," James warned.
Isabel was gripping her eyes tightly, willing herself to sleep. But her ears were straining to here what he said.
Sirius snorted. "Haven't you ever seen a clear image in your head of some beautiful girl doing very inappropriate things to you?"
"Sirius," James warned again.
Remus didn't answer.
"Hmmm, don't be ashamed Remus we all do it," Sirius said confidently.
"You're going to wake up Bel," Remus grumbled.
"Haven't you ever wondered what naughty things could be down with a woman's mouth?" Sirius asked nonchalantly.
James was tense at her side, waiting for his best friend to utter the viol words, sealing his death.
"Haven't you ever wondered what naughty things, BEL'S mouth could do?"
With in seconds Isabel's eyes shot open as she was roughly jerked forward, her arm nearly being ripped out of its socket.
"Sirius," James voice roared, as Bel's body hit something that didn't feel the same as a seat and another jamming into her front. "I'm going to kill you!"
Sirius was barking madly with laughter as James tried to hit him around his sister. James had pulled Bel so roughly to get at Sirius that he had swung her in front of him when he jumped at Sirius, making her land on his best friend, giving him a shield.
"ENOUGH!"
James stood up straight. "It makes no bloody sense to squish the person you're defending, to death!" Bel yelled.
"Who says I was defending you," James countered.
"You attacked Sirius when he said those nasty things about me! You said it!"
"I was defending my sanity!"
"Don't James and Bel usually get along well," Peter whispered to a very flushed Remus.
"Well yes but with the currency of certain events, Sirius has been spending a lot of time with the Potters. Most likely taking a part of brother sister bonding time. So naturally Bel has gotten a little jealous and irritated," He explained.
"Just shut up James!"
"Fine!"
Bel sunk back into her seat huffing. "Get off his lap Isabel!"
"What the hell are you talking about, James!"
"I said get off of his lap!" James yanked his arm back pulling her up off of, what she had thought was her seat.
"I don't ever want to see you sitting in any boys lap! Do you here me Isabel Potter?" he was yelling and pointing his finger at her.
Bel looked down at her previous 'seat'. She turned scarlet when she found Sirius sitting where she had been sitting, laughing still. "I . . . didn't know I was sitting on . . ." she trailed off and looked down.
"I said do you here me?!"
"You pushed me on him," she grumbled, "It's your fault."
"Regardless, I don't want to ever see or know about you sitting on any boy's lap! Especially Sirius'!"
"Hey! What is that supposed to mean," Sirius asked, trying to act offended.
They ignored him. "I am going to ask you one more time Isabel. Do. You. Here. Me?"
"Yes I hear you James!" she said unhappily, sitting down pulling James along.
Bel returned to looking out the window, feeling, very annoyed at her brother's stupidity. How could he be such a jerk to her, his own sister? He had been acting like this since summer. Ya Sirius would stay over the last week of summer holiday and him and James were attached at the hip during school, and then there was the occasional Christmas holiday. But the beginning of summer holiday was sacred to Bel and James, well maybe just Bel. Bel loved James threw and threw. She always was able to help with anything she could, or at least try to always help, always making up ridiculous excuses for James if he got in trouble, or backing up his ridiculous excuse.
She always wanted to be around him. She idolized James just like any other student at Hogwarts, but she always felt she idolized him more.
Bel always loved when people would run up to her and ask, "Are you James Potters little sister?" It was music to her ears. She didn't care if she was in James shadow, in fact she liked it! It was where she belonged, were she felt most happy.
Isabel felt a pang of melancholy, smiling wistfully as the snowy terrain pasted by in a flash.
Bel wasn't about to blame Sirius for this. Sirius was like her brother too, except it was different.
It wasn't Sirius fault his family was a bunch of bonkers, who think muggles and mud bloods (such a horrid word) shouldn't exist, and are better to be disposed of then alive. Sirius wasn't like them, he wasn't so cruel. He was kind of pig headed and biased at times, but what guy isn't. Sirius was one of the best people Bel knew.
Narcissa, Bellatrix, Regulas, and Mr. and Mrs. Black all thought Sirius wasn't worthy of the Black name, but Bel and almost everyone that knew Sirius thought the Black name wasn't worthy of Sirius.
It was mostly James' fault that Bel felt so neglected. It's understandable the James wanted to be there for Sirius, his best friend and other half. But he never made any time for Bel ever since Sirius moved in. Now that they could be together 24/7 they were together 24/7, Bel not included.
"Bel, are you ok?"
Isabel looked up, to see Sirius looking at her, intently worried. "Ya I'm fine, why?"
"Are you crying?" Remus asked.
"No! Why would I be crying?" she asked angry, as she found out that she was crying. She wiped hurriedly at her tears to no avail, they were just replaced by another.
"You are crying!" Peter pointed out in a squeaky voice.
"So what, I'm a girl! Crying is what I do! Girls are supposed to be emotionally unstable!" she yelled defensively, a sob rattling the last word.
"Bel, what's wrong?" James asked the on coming guilt so audible in his voice it rang in her ear. "Is it because I was mad at you?"
No answer came out of her mouth, just a little sob.
She didn't want to make James feel guilty with her ridiculous emotions.
"Ugh it's nothing! Stop trying to comfort me! I feel bloody stupid for crying, can't you just drop it already!?"
"Bel . . ."
"It's nothing James!"
Bel stood up, James fallowing quickly so as not to be pulled or make it difficult for her to move. He had been extremely frustrated with her sulking ever since summer, always pouting or frowning when she saw him. Now all of that meant nothing. Now his baby sister was crying and might have been his fault.
She walked to the door and slid it open gently. "Put your wrist against the wall by the door," she ordered softly, tears cascading down her face.
"It won't work, Bel," James said just as softly.
"Do it, James," she ordered stronger.
"Bel it. . ."
"JAMES, just do it!"
He did as she asked, sighing in reluctance.
"Now what?" he questioned. "The hand closest to the door is cuffed to mine."
"Lupin, slam the door shut."
"What?" he asked bewildered.
"Slam the door."
"Bel the cuffs are magic," he pointed out.
"Just do it Moony," James sighed.
Remus didn't move.
"Lupin I really don't want to be around you lot so could you please slam the bloody door!"
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