Keres Calista Black sat on her trunk as she waited for the bright red steam engine to pull up. Her brother Sirius stood off to the side, chatting with the Potter's boy. They were very good friends but Keres was forbidden to talk to sure people.
The potters were known muggle lovers and families such as hers believed that Muggles and Muggle borns were beneath the very dirt they trod on. Deep down Keres knew that blood status was a crock. She didn't for even a single second doubt anyone's magical abilities based on their lineage. But then again, Keres was only eleven.
As the train pulled into the station, Keres stood up and grabbed her trunk, her hands were clammy and her knees shook with nerves as she did so. There was a lot riding on what house she was sorted into. She couldn't be sorted into anything but Slytherin, it's what is expected of her.
As she was making her way through the train car to find a cabin for herself someone plowed into her, knocking her over and causing her to drop her book she was holding.
"Oh I'm terribly sorry, I didn't mean to knock you over." A boy said. Keres looked at the ground as she picked herself up off of it. The boy bent down and retrieved Keres's book for her.
"It's fine, I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. If anything its my faul-" Keres stopped her rambling mid sentence as she looked up, the boy was tall with curly sandy blonde hair and grey eyes, his face was covered in a smattering of freckles with a few thin white scars littering his rosy cheeks and one thin grey line on his nose, Keres blinked a few times, she couldn't remember ever in all her time meeting someone as unique looking as him. She was thinking many thoughts about this boy but one in particular stood out to her the most.
This boy is quite beautiful.
"Hello?" Keres was drawn back to reality by the sound of his voice.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Keres asked softly. Her cheeks were a flame as she rubbed the back of her neck.
"I said you dropped your book, I didn't catch your name." The boy said politely.
"Keres, my name is Keres, thanks by the way." Keres said looking at the ground as she excepted her book back.
"You're Keres? Sirius told me about you, I'm Remus, Remus Lupin." The boy-Remus said.
"Ah, your one of Sirius' friends." Keres said straightening her skirt and dusting her blouse off.
"Thank you for returning my book Lupin. I should board the train now." Keres said stiffly. She didn't want to leave but if word got back to Walburga she would be punished for even talking to one of Sirius' friends.
"Right. Well it was nice to meet you." Remus said, his cheeks a deeper shade of red than before. Keres didn't respond, she kept walking with her trunk trailing behind her. She needed to stay in her mother's good graces otherwise she could end up homeless or worse.