Uhh .. sixth reader ?
Anyway .. I'm very excited on the story's progress ..
I love the Pawpa so much ..

Authors note: Thanks you guys for the comments and yay for the sixth reader! Also, normally I would wait to post this (so more people could comment on the previous one,) I was jusut so excited for this chapter!

Chapter Three: Part two



"Are you sure about this George?" I asked rather anxiously, I didn't know if we could in trouble or not...

"You kidding me? I own this place, literally, now come on!" George cried, he seemed like he was twelve years old again. "All you have to do is sit here next to me, then when I say the spell, hold on tight and do the spell I told you!"

Nodding uncertainly I clutched onto the side of the bench that George had sat us on. He called everyone to attention, "Friends, family, enemies, strange booger-picking children, and mostly faithful shoppers, I advise you put all paper materials away!" Then he shouted out the spell that sent our bench flying into the air up high to the ceiling of the building, once we got up I used magic to send water at the unsuspecting civilians. People screamed, some in delight some in shock. Others laughed, and some children started running in the watter. Then during our slow decent down George and Myself each sent a partonus running through the crowd. Mine being a big dog (possible because of Sirius's animagus form), and George's as a Hyena (As that had been his dead brothers form and when he died Georges changed to the Hyena). I heard people "ooo"ing and "aww"ing. For the finally George sent firecrackers everywhere.

Once we landed people started cheering and clapping for us. George stood bowing low to the ground then noticing that I was still sitting, he pulled me up and told me to bow so I did with a big grin on my face. George had been right, I might not remember my past but I was certainly making new memories now.

He whispered in my ear as we bowed again "We do this almost every day, you'd think they'd be used to it by now..."

Afterwords we really did go shopping, well after George made me take some things from his shop that is. We got everything that had been on the letter that I received, hand delivered, from Minerva Mcgonagall. Plus George did an amazing thing and bought me an owl! "To make up for six lost birthdays," was his reasoning when I saw it. It was a northern saw whet owl, and we named himWolf. "Now," began George, "he's not much of a mail owl, in fact he's so small you could mail him in an envelope, but he's cute and fun loving, not mention different than the other owls, so I thought you'd like him."

Smiling I nodded, "Of course I like him, he's adorable."


***

The next morning my things were packed, Wolf was tucked away in his cage, and I was trying to detach Susana from my leg as I said bye to those there. "Susana, come on kiddo you know I have to go and I'll see you at thanksgiving..just think of all the food there huh? And you'll have Teddy to play with while I'm gone, and Ginny to drive crazy and Ron to calm Ginny down for you, and I'm sure you'll go into town at times and see George and Angelina, and get ice cream..."

She sniffled, "But, you won't be there to tell me not to do the dumb things and to get me knew shoes or take me to the playground.."

My heart just about melted. "You have Ginny for that, and come on, I'll write to you and tell you all about school and you can write to me and tell me about all your adventures with Teddy, okay?"

She sniffled again, pulling her face out of my sweatshirt, "Okay..I'll miss you.."

"You can't miss me if i haven't left, so go on, the faster you get back the faster you can write to me."

"Okay." She pulled away and stood next to Ginny, taking her hand. "Bye-bye Alexis."

"Bye Susana, Ginny, Ron.." I waved to them as I walked to the train.

"Oi!" Ginny called to me, "You make sure that Harry and Hermione write us okay?"

"Okay, bye!" I walked onto the train, lugging my trunk and other things behind me. It wasn't until the doors had closed and the train started moving that I remembered how much of an outcast I was. Making my way through the the train I searched for an empty compartment, but finding none I sat with two kids, one boy one girl. "Um...hi, can I sit here?" I asked rather nervously. I didn't know any of the student, and Harry and Hermione had already flooed to the school.

The kids smiled at me warmly, "Yeah, sure," the boy shrugged, and the girl moved over to make room.

"Thanks.."

"No problem, I'm Lydia by the way, this is Dennis. I'm third year, he's seventh. What year are you? I haven't seen you around so you must be in a different house and year...I'm in Ravenclaw, Dennis here is in Gryffindor, what house are you in?" Lydia ranted.

I could already tell she was a big talker. "I'm Alexis."

"Alexis..that's a pretty name, do you go by Lexi, Lexis, or Alex? Or just Alexis? I know someone named Alex, but he's a boy, and in fifth year as a Slytherin. You know, Slytherin aren't all that bad, Dennis says they were horrible his first year. He was a first year during the Great Battle, and then repeated first year so really he should have graduated by now, but by now they've all sorta filtered out the bad ones and mmmf..." Dennis had covered her mouth.

"Sorry about her...she's a bit of a talker..." Dennis said apologetically.

Chuckling slightly I responded with, "That's okay. To answer her questions in order. I'm fifth year, not sorted and Alexis, just Alexis."

The two strangers in front of me cocked their heads, "What do you mean? Did you transfer from a different school or something? You don't seem french or German."

"It's Russian Lydia," Dennis corrected.

"That too."

"Well, yeah I guess you could say that I'm a transfer student," I mean, it was about. I did transfer from the streets to the schooling of Hermione, and now to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Where'd you transfer from?" Dennis asked curiously.

"Well, I was kinda home schooled..." my tone suggested that we should drop that subject and we did.

"Hey, I'm going to buy some sweets and Mum gave me some extra money, so would you lot like some?" a boy with curly dirty blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes I'd ever seen poked his head. He then spotted me, " 'ello there, don't think I've met you before, and that is horrible for my rep as the most out going person at Hogwarts."

Lydia responded before I could even open my mouth, "This is Alexis she transferred here, kinda, she says she was home schooled and she's in your year Alex, maybe she'll be in your house too and then-" She was cut off by Alex.

"Lydia, would you just shut your trap for one minute and let the girl talk?"

Lydia did shut her trap but did not look at happy with Alex. "Hi Alex," I greeted him, "as Lydia already said I'm Alexis."

"Nice to meet you Alexis, I'm Alex, Hogwarts best Heartthrob ....Alex sat across from me and crossed his foot over his knee.

Dennis cackled, "Yeah right, more like the Hogwarts Idiot."

"That's hurtful Creevy, down right hurtful, I come in here offering snacks and shall leave insulted..No snacks for you. But if you want something Alexis, you're welcome to it."

Smiling slightly I responded, "I'll take a chocolate frog." Who was I to pass up a good offer?

"And we have a keeper!" Alex cried as he jumped up, "Coming right up, one Chocolate frog."

He returned a minute later and handed me a chocolate frog and card. "A welcome to Hogwarts gift."

"And where's mine?" Lydia asked with a fake pout.

"Are you knew to Hogwarts?"

"If I said yes?"

"You still wouldn't get one."

"I see...."

***

The trip went great, I instantly felt at ease with these kids. Lydia was talkative, Dennis was well mannered, and Alex was rather cocky but friendly. Alex was in my year so I thankful that I now had one friend my age. That totalled it to...one. I was on a roll.

"When we arrived at the school I heard Hagrid's voice booming over the heads of the children, "Firs' years, firs' years this way!" Catching my eye he said, "You too Alexis!"

"See you guys in the school?" I asked, sorta nervously.

"Yep see you then, the sorting isn't that bad remember! We'll see you for dinner!" Alex called over his shoulder as he made his way to horse-drawn carriages that well, had these creepy skeletal winged horses instead of the average horses.

I felt tall, once the boats landed and we were lined up in the hallway. I towered over the little first years and stood right near the front because of my last name beginning with a B and my first an A.

At least I would get the sorting over with quickly. Headmistress Mcgonagall spoke to us quickly, "I will be leading you single file into the Great Hall where you will then be called up one by one to be sorted into one of the four houses, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw. Once you are sorted you shall go sit with the appointed house until the end of the feast from there you shall go to your common rooms. Let us go now." She pushed open the big doors and walked on. The nervous line of first years and myself followed shakily behind her. We entered to the sight of four long tables where kids filled the benches and watched us enter. Each table was decorated in their colors. Gryffindors with maroon and gold, Ravenclaw with blue and white, Slytherin with green and silver, and Hufflepuff with yellow and black. I spotted Dennis and Lydia, but couldn't quite see the Slytherin's faces clearly enough to find Alex.

She began calling out names.

"Adams, Matt" A scrawny little blonde haired boy stumbled up to the stool where the hat had barely touched his head when it screamed out "RAVENCLAW!"

The relieved little boy nearly ran down to his table where I saw Lydia cheering excitedly." Alexander, Benjamen!" The hat took longer for the pudgy boy with brown hair and doe eyes. Finally he was placed with the Hufflepuff's. Next Andrews, Kevin went to Ravenclaw, and Bangle, Steven went to Slytherin. Then I was up.

Knowing I was up next, I watched Mcgonagall's mouth form the words "Black, Alexis!" I felt many students eyes on my back as I climbed up to the stool. People began whispering, probably about why a fifteen year old was being sorted. Sitting upon the stool, the hat placed upon my head.

To my surprise it started talking to me, well I'm pretty sure it was in my head, but it was from the hat no doubt. Another Black eh? Well then...Oh you aren't born a black were you? No...but still all the same you are much like your adoptive father, Sirius. And your mother, Sylvia. Hm..you are cunning, sly enough to survive on the streets of London but loyal to your sister, very loyal. Smart too. But you belong to none of those houses. No no no...you are brave. To have survived what you have..yes, very brave and strong. You belong to one house only.

"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat yelled out to the whole school. The table where Dennis was sitting burst into loud cheers, louder than any other table around. The was taken off my head and I walked over to sit next to Dennis. Once I did I took a deep breath of relief. "Glad that's over," I muttered to him. He clapped my back, "You'll do just fine here Alexis, just fine."

Many more kids sat on the stool and went to their appropriate house table, then came the feast. It was the most food I had ever seen in one place in my entire life. I was in shock, not shocked enough to not fill my plate, but enough that it took me a minute to eat it. Many people asked me about why I came at such a late age and I would simply respond, "I was transferred here after being home schooled for most my life."

Most of them accepted it. And I was glad, they didn't need to know my life story. Alex found his way to our table half way through the feast, "So, you survived the sorting."


"It would appear so," I responded cheekily.

"Only problem is you're here and not with us Slytherin's."

"Oh no, she's right where she should be," Dennis responded in defence.

I smirked, "I'm in the school and that's good enough for me."

"Well you have low expectations then," alex responded. "But that's okay, we still love ya. And Slytherins and Gryffindors have most of our classes together this year."

"Awesome?" I responded question like.

"Of course it's awesome, you get to see me, and lets face it, who wouldn't want that?"

"Me," responded Dennis and at least two other Gryffindors and Lydia who made her way to us just then.

"Oh you all are hopeless, Only Alexis here understands me, isn't that right Alexis?"

I gave him a very Sirius like answer, "Whatever helps you sleep at night Alex, what ever halps you sleep."

The guys around us gave that low and long "ohh" sound while Alex put on a hurt expression, "That's cold..real cold Alexis. And to think I bought you a chocolate frog!"

Well, that was funny !
Alex I mean .. I like him now .
And Alexis just ought to be in Gryffindor ..
PAMS !

Thanks Tomewitch! I like Alex too, he's soo fun to write.

I love this story!!

Glad to hear it Devina! I'll try to post reguraly, I still have another one going (Which I'm waiting on comments for and none have yet to come

Wow that was a loooong chapter! Very good though! Keep 'em coming! And don't think because you have 7 or 8 people who have commented, they are your only readers. There are others who just don't comment cause they just want to read and not break up the story.

Heya, I'll try and read and catch up tomorrow or later today, as you know my real life has been extremely hectic and so many things going on.

BUT I BET IT IS BRILLIANT! I can hardly wait to read it!

I am sooo sorry for not posting! I WILL post tomorrow! I promise!!!

oooh i like Alexis BLACK. and are alex and alexis gonna get together? i think that would be too much lol but im kinda hoping...

Well ashfig, if you refer to the first chapter she does forshadow falling in love with someone, but the who is a mystery.

AN: Just so you know, yes, I did change Dennis's age in this story. He was, in the books, a third or fourth year during the great battle, but I made him a first year during the battle and he repeated that year due to the faulty education. And I know it's not quite as long as my other chapters, but I really wanted it posted...

Chapter Four:

Classes began. Whisperings continued. I was suspicious of so much, I guess that's a side affect of living on the streets for about six years. Alex, the arrogant prat, and I, the street rat, became basically best friends.

He teased and I laughed, I teased and he had a comeback and I laughed some more. I actually felt safe with him. Which meant that if he stabbed me in the back I would kill him. We were walking to Potions, me, Alex, and Lydia was walking with us for a bit, when we heard laughing. We stopped and looked around. A seventh year and three other boys stood leaning against the wall.

"So you are the famed Black? The one everyone's talking about? The daughter of Sirius Black?" He let out another bark of laughter and his followers well, followed. "You know he was a killer right? All that was left, a finger? Follower of the dark lord."

I grit my teeth, "Shut it, Sirius Black was framed and you know it as does everyone else."

"Rumors spread, that's all," the boy shrugged it off, "All started because he was killed by another death eater... And now you stay with the one family that hated him most. He would be ashamed of you."

I was in disbelief, where had that come from? My anger was reaching it's point. Living on the streets made me defensive and I was on major defense right now, but not for me. For my adoptive father. "My Father was loved the most and he loved them the most by this family. And if anyone should be ashamed it's you for speaking of things you have no knowledge of."

"No knowledge? I know I've had a life time more than you and your smarts come from living on the streets where your no-good mother left you for dead."

Neither Alex or Lydia knew about that part of my past, about me living on the streets They knew who my parents were and knew who I was staying with at this moment. they must have thought that I lived with them always. "My mother never left me anywhere for dead and you better shut your mouth before I-"

I was stopped by Alex saying, "Just drop it, Chris isn't worth it Alexis, let's just go." He put his arm around me and led me away toward the dungeons. Lydia had already disappeared. Before we entered the classroom he stopped and stopped me as well.

"What was that he was saying about living on the street?" He looked at me, trying to find an answer, "Was that just him being a git?" He didn't look angry, more concerned.

I looked down, "He was being a git but was right. I did live on the streets until just a few months ago.."

"Why didn't you tell me?" He looked upset and, even though I'd only known him for about three weeks I felt bad about that.

"They weren't the best six years of my life, Alex, I try to forget them. Plus, I'd only known you for a short time and I guess you could say I have some trust issues." I bit my lip, not sure why I said I had trust issues.

He studies me for a second then responded with a twinkle in his eye, "Why on earth wouldn't you tell me? You have street smarts! Please, if I'd known I would have let you punch that jerk back there instead of taking you away before I did!"

I smiled then, "Well, one second more and I would have done more than punch him."

He responded with a wide grin and we walked into the potions class. Prof. Slughorn was alright, he kept boasting about how brilliant his students during my parents time were. He went on about something called the Slug Club but I politely refused to join. He didn't seem to like me so much after that.

Head Mistress Mcgonagall was strict but kind. I talked to her twice regarding my classes and previous education. I had decided to go out for Quidditch. Professor Longbottom was nice, a friend of Harry and his friends, Hagrid I just love, Professor Binns was dead boring. But school was well, Hermione tutored me well, I was actually ahead in Charms and Transfiguration. Potions I did well in and DADA was okay, thankfully Harry was right and Hermione was trying to get me above and beyond. I had just barely gotten to the above part.

That Chris dude I just wanted to kill, from that point I had encountered him about three times and once I would have punched him if not for the fact that the Headmistress walked through right then. I sat down with Alex, Lydia, and Dennis, I told them everything. The whole story. They are were the three people I trusted the most in the school.

They marveled at my story, I left out a few details, such as some creepers that I came across in London and what I've had to do to keep Suzanna safe on the streets. I did mention how I stole food from our Headmistress because I thought it rather funny, so did they. In fact Lydia never shut up about it. Alex just laughed so hard that he fell off the log he was sitting on (we were around the lake) Dennis snorted his pumpkin juice all over the place. Okay, I thought it was funny, but not THAT funny.

Either way, at the end of my story they said theirs.

Dennis was muggle born and had a brother, Colin, who died during the Great Battle. Dennis had looked up to his brother, when he died his parents were thrown into shock, divorced, and until he turned seventeen (when he got his own apartment) he spent his years going back and forth between his parent's houses. Now, soon to be age eighteen, he has a girlfriend, muggle (But she has a wizard brother so she's all set in that knowledge), and is planning on getting married when he graduates.

Lydia, the motor mouth, actually seemed rather shy about her story, kept pausing before adding more. Her story came out to be this, She's the only child in a pure blood family. Her mother passed away when she was two and her father worked all the time. She met Dennis when she came into the great hall soaking after falling out of the boats and he explained that he also fell into the water his first year.

And then there was Alex. He had no father, well, he had one somewhere in the world but he had left them, his mother was rich off of her clothing line in London. His mother doted on him and always tried to be he perfect mom, which apparently got annoying. He had an older sister who was traveling the world and currently was in Romania, something to do with Dragons, and before that had been to Italy, America, Australia, France, and Russia. Alex said that she was really nice and always sent him something from wherever she went, but her being seven years older than him she and him weren't exactly close to each other.

Afterwords, to kinda relieve some tension, we played football. Dennis showed us how. First he took out a leather practice ball from the quidditch shed, then he made two goals on the ground by placing two sticks in the ground on either side of the quidditch field. Then he divided it up, himself and Lydia (Taking the best and worst players on one team) and Alex and I on the other (the two okay players, or at least we hoped we were okay at it). We called ourselves Alexandria, they said that they were too cool for a name...we nicknamed them "the unimaginatives". The he described how to play.

"It's kinda like quidditch, but on the ground, and without bludgers, or snitches..." He began.

"So it's like quidditch, but completely different?" Alex asked, smirking.

"Yes. Now what you do is..." He then taught us how to play.

It was fairly easy once you understood the rules. Unfortunately for Alexandria we didn't really understand the rules until the end.

"What do you mean I can't pick it up? That's what hands are for!" Alex yelled to Dennis.

"It's called FOOTball for a reason Alex, you use your feet. You only use your hands in you're a goalie, which is like the keeper, and but we aren't playing with goalies because we only have four people."

And later as Alex picked himself off the ground, "It's illegal to push and be rough in quidditch!"

"It is when it's your own teammate!" I snapped, pushing up to my feet.

"This isn't quidditch Alex, it's football now come on! Guard your goal because I get to kick the ball now towards the goal because of the penalty."

"But you said we didn't have goalies.." Lydia spoke up at the same time as myself.

"Ay, I feel like I'm teaching toddlers how to play!" He smacked his forehead with his hand. Then he proceeded to kick the ball to the goal and score yet another point.

"I call a time out!" Alex yelled ten minutes later after Dennis and Lydia scored yet again.

We 'huddles' into our teams. "Why'd you cal time-out?"

"Because, our plan isn't working out.."

"And our plan was?"

"To not lose."

"I see.." not really. "And our new plan?"

"Break a rule so we can end the game and come out on top."

"How do you plan on doing that?"

He smirked maliciously, "Not me, but we."

I couldn't hep but grin at that, despite how much it scared me..

"Time-in!" We called together once the 'plan' was set.

"Decided to give up?" Dennis called over to us as he and Lydia smirked in triumph.

"Nope! We play on!"

The ball was set in the middle of the field, the four of us waited for the "whistle" or in this case Dennis yelling, GO, all feet were planted firmly and our jaws set determinedly. Right before Dennis opened his mouth to yell "GO!" Alex and I yelled, "GOOOO!" And tackled our opponents to the ground. Once we hit the ground, Alex and I stood before they could get back their senses and brought the ball to the end of the field, kicking it through the two sticks.

By the end we were all laughing, grass stained, and tired.

"I don't get muggle sports," I stated simply.

"You lived as a muggle!" Lydia stated in shock.

"Yeah, doesn't mean I understood sports then."

"Just wait until you see American Football or even Baseball, then you'd be confused." Dennis nodded, sure of himself.

"That day will never come, and if it does, I think my head would explode into a million little Alex shards." Alex, wide eyed, said, staring at the sky.

We all laughed, and continued laughing, and laughed some more. Not that what he said was funny, it was just of those times where right when you're about to stop laughing someone else starts again and you laugh some more.

yay alexis having fun with friends...i am a little concerned about who is going to do something bad, though... *hides*

Oh my gosh! This is so funny. Alexis and Alex 4evr! I luv Lydia too! Cant wait fir more!

Great Chappie! Keep 'em coming!

Sorry, just read the last chapter! I'd like to see them try American Football. I'm sure Alex would love that! He could actually tackle the other team without getting a penalty!

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