A/N: Alright, first chapter of a new fic. I hope you guys all like it. I know I do. People who have read with me before know that I always model a character after myself, in this one: Charlie. I hope you enjoy the story because I know I'll enjoy writing it.

The train to Hogwarts was packed with the students, seventh years dominating the territory, obviously. Sirius Black, James Potter, and Remus Lupin headed down the corridor of the train, squat little Peter Pettigrew trailing after them as they went and found the compartment they always sat in.

"Ugh, how could you betray me like this, Prongs?" Sirius asked, flopping down in the compartment with a groan as James held a letter and a badge in his hand.

"I just can't believe, of all the seventh years, why on earth would Dumbledore pick James?" Lupin asked with a sly smile.

"Shut it, Moony," James snapped, looking up from his letter with a look of mild irritation.

"Well, one good can come of this," Sirius said with a shrug of his shoulders. His nonchalant adorableness was not something easily achieved. Sirius was the abject of affection for multiple females in the school, just as the girl entering the train as she bade goodbye to her older brother was the abject of the attention of boys. Charlie had a pair of huge muggle headphones hanging around her neck, a muggle zip-up hoodie with the logo of a muggle band, a pair of overly-large jeans that somehow hung off of her to make her look perfect, a pair of slip-ons, and various other muggle clothing styles that made her stand out from the crowd she was supposed to be with.

Charlotte Catherine Lucille Bates was a pureblood from a family that was absolutely upstanding and perfect until her mother died when Charlie was eleven. Charlie's mother had been a full-blooded Veela, which explained Charlie's perfection in looks. Though short and slightly slight, Charlie had the perfect body. She was thin in the right places, voluptuous in the places she should be. She had long blonde hair she had highlighted and whatnot herself. Charlie hated her father, in fact, she never talked about him, only her brother. No one ever saw Charlie with any other member of her family, that was, when her brother was around.

He usually stayed in Romania or Egypt or the likes doing research on magical creatures and compiling papers to take back for study with the Ministry. This summer he was actually on a holiday in London so he spent it with his little sister before sending her on her way to school for her final term. So, as Charlie, who did everything in her power to irritate her father, a man only Sirius knew due to family connections between purebloods, Charlie headed for the compartment across from the one the boys were in. James had been so foolish as to miss Charlie's best friend in there: Lily Evans.

Charlie slumped down in the compartment and pushed her bags onto the overhead rack before giving a slow sigh.

"At least Reilly was in town, you can be thankful for that summer gift," Lily said with a smirk.

"Good to see you too, Lils," Charlie said with a roll of her eyes before reaching slowly inside the pocket of her hoodie and pulling out her with-pet, a small baby bat her brother had bought her just this year.

"Gross," Lily said, shaking her head and sending her red ponytail flying about.

"You're gross," Charlie said with a laugh.

"You're hilarious," Lily said sarcastically before glancing out the window of the compartment and shrinking back at the sight of James Potter, standing outside with Sirius Black. "Great. Charlie, make them go away," Lily whined.

"And miss this?" Charlie said with a dry laugh. "Not for the world. Shall I begin keeping the tally of it now, or does it start once we get to Hogwarts?"

"Now's good," Lily groaned as the door opened. Charlie loved the fact that one of the most popular boys in Hogwarts was smitten with the book-worm, goody-good, perfect Lily Potter. It was unnatural, and Charlie loved tallying off every single time he asked Lily on a date. It was incredibly amusing. Charlie groaned as she laid out on the seat, not permitting Sirius a place here. There was a relationship between Sirius and Charlie that no one really understood. They were complete foils of each other. Sirius was attractive, pure blood, and popular. Charlie was incredibly attractive, pureblood, and popular. But Charlie wasn't getting with every guy she met, nor was she using her family connections for favors, or being a total ass to younger kids at the school. Sirius Black didn't listen to Muggle music or dress like he'd just rolled out of bed. But the sarcasm those two could spar with would cause a blood bath. Both had tongues sharper than swords.

"What's wrong, Bates? Afraid my greatness my cloud over yours?" Sirius asked with a smirk, leaning against the doorway.

"Not really. I'm just worried that if you sit here your giant head might hit me," Charlie said with a smirk before turning her attention to James.

"So, Lily…how was your summer?" he asked, sounding awkward as he mussed up his hair the way Lily absolutely detested with the fire of a thousand suns.

"Wonderful. I got Head-Girl," she said with a triumphant smile, though her tone was one of nonchalance. Sirius snorted a laugh at the dirty side of that phrase Lily uttered.

"Well, then I guess we'll be spending a lot of time together," James said with a cocky smile.

"You mean when I pull you by your ear to detention?" Lily asked, looking away from him and down at the issue of Witch Weekly in her hands.

"No, I mean, I'm Head Boy," James said with a grin. Lily took a few seconds to process that before her eyes went wide and she stared up at him, her expression one of horror.

"How? It's impossible! You're James Bloody Potter! You don't follow rules!" Lily practically shouted. "Being prefect last year was a fluke! We all knew it was fluke! But Dumbledore must be insane now!" Charlie was smirking, trying to hold in laughter as Lily erupted from where she sat to take up James's personal space, pointing at him menacingly, her green eyes blazing, making her look perfectly menacing.

"Maybe you should ask him when he shows us the wonderful and cozy dormitory we'll be sharing," James said with an even wider grin.

"I refuse to sleep in the same room as you, Potter!" Lily said with a glare.

"You won't have much choice," James said, planting his hands on his hips the way Lily was now standing. Charlie grinned. "So, will you go on the first Hogsmeade weekend with me?"

"And there's one," Charlie said with a wide smile.

"Shut up, Char! And no, James! I will not go out with you. I will not date you. I will not give you the time of day. Leave me alone," Lily said angrily and yet without shouting. James put on a fake pouty face before he left the compartment as Lily was about to smack him. Sirius dropped down next to Charlie as she'd moved when things got interesting. She still sat in a very unladylike manner. Her legs were sprawled out as she fiddled with the baby bat in her hands before she put it back in the pocket of her hoodie.

"So, Charlotte, how was your summer?" Sirius asked with a smirk. Charlie looked up at him, smirking slightly.

"You really think you're welcome in here too?" Charlie asked, raising her eyebrow. Sirius smiled.

"I'm welcome everywhere, darling," he said with a smile.

"Is that so?" Charlie asked, brows still raised.

"It most definitely is," Sirius said confidently. Charlie stood up then and glared at Sirius, her liquid golden eyes blazing beneath the surface. Charlie was tough, people didn't mess with her. She was the only girl on the Quidditch team, the best flier, the one with the best maneuvers, and the only time that she and Sirius had civil conversations were when they were playing Quidditch and she thanked him for knocking a bludger off her back. "Fine, fine, calm down, Veela-girl. Wouldn't want the scales growing all over your arms, now would we?" Sirius asked sarcastically before leaving the compartment as well. They went back to their own compartment and sat down with Remus and Peter, of which whom they had taken under their wing to teach and help.

"So, Moony, when's the next furday?" James asked, nudging him with his elbow.

"In three nights," Moony said. Remus always looked slightly ragged, but the closer to the full-moon, he looked downright ill. James put his arm around his friend, smirking.

"Ah, no worries. We always get through it," he said, grinning. Remus gave a half-hearted smile before looking out the window of the train.

"Dude, I can't believe this is gonna be our last year," Sirius said, shaking his head.

"I know. It's so insane. And then what? Where do we go from there?" James asked in confusion.

"Me, well…I want to do what Charlie's brother does. That sounds like a freakin' awesome job. What about you, Prongs?" Sirius asked with a grin.

"I wanna work for the ministry," James said with a shrug. "Be an auror. Moony?"

"They won't hire me anywhere, Prongs. I'll live on the welfare of your bosses."

"Shut up, Moony. You're smarter than all of us. You could totally get a good job. What do you wanna do?" Sirius asked, shaking his head at his friend.

"I wanna teach at Hogwarts," Remus said. All the boys looked at him in slight shock. No one ever talked about doing that. It was abnormal.

"Teach what?" James asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts, probably," Remus said with a smile.

"Wait…that's kinda like teaching kids how to kill things like you," James said, instantly regretting the words as they came out of his mouth. Lupin disregarded it though, not really caring.


When the train arrived at Hogwarts, everyone had changed into their robes and were ready to go. Even Charlie, who always added a touch of flair to her uniform, was ready. The bottom of her blouse was never tucked in, her sleeves were rolled up, the bottom of her blouse stuck out from the bottom of her sweater, her skirt was always a few inches shorter than regulation, there was writing all over her shoes, and her tights were probably the only thing that was normal about her uniform. Even her tie was askew as they walked into the Great Hall.

Lily had grown quite accustomed to people staring at Charlie, especially since it was their seventh year and Charlie was in the front of the Gryffindor line as they all took seats at the house tables. Everyone took their seats as the Sorting began. Those poor first years, they were no nervous. After the sorting, there was the customary speech by Dumbledore and finally the feast, James and Sirius's favorite part.

They downed more food than anyone thought possible, and Charlie had a tendency to keep up, though it wasn't a race, she just was a very unladylike girl who liked stuffing her face with the delicacies of Hogwarts food. After the feast, everyone retired to the common room, led by Lily and James, much to Lily's resentment. Charlie and the other Marauders went their own way to the Gryffindor Common Room and got there before everyone else.

"So, Bates, how long do you think it'll be before James and Lily get it on?" Sirius asked with a smirk, flopping down on the couch next to her, taking up the small amount of personal space she had. She smirked back at him before planting her feet against his back and propelling him off the couch.

"Let me think…hmm…never," she said with a roll of her eyes before she went up to the girls' dormitory and placed her baby bat in the drawer of her nightstand. She sighed before going back downstairs. So, being around Black wasn't ideal, but it was better than being alone sometimes. As the rest of the Gryffindors filed in and Charlie sat by herself looking over a magazine about Muggle bands, no one bothered her. A few younger boys could be seen staring at her from time to time, and Sirius simply glared at them out of the corner of his eye.

"Why do they all stare at her?" he asked Remus angrily.

"Because she's perfect," Remus said, not looking up from his DADA book. Once everyone had gone to bed, Lily and James walked in, obviously done patrolling the halls.

"Took you long enough, mate," Sirius said, finally drawn from his boredom now that his partner-in-crime had arrived. Lily rolled her eyes before dropping on the couch next to Charlie.

"How was it?" Charlie asked, giving her friend a sympathetic and pained expression.

"You can add ten to the tally. I counted just for you," Lily said before letting out a soft groan and falling against the arm rest. James looked up from his conversation with Sirius to see Lily's behavior before shrugging it off and turning back to Sirius.

"You like her, don't you, mate?" James asked Sirius with a sly smile, his voice soft.

"Of course I don't like her. I think she's hot. I mean she's cool, fun, and hot, but that doesn't mean I like her, it just means I wanna snog her…amongst other things," Sirius said jokingly.

"Veela have good hearing," Charlie said from across the room with a roll of her eyes.

"Oh, well then give into my wishes," Sirius said with a sly smirk.

"In your dreams, Black," Charlie retorted.

"You're exactly right. I shag you in my dreams every night. Except…you don't talk…ever. Hm…sounds like a nice change, why don't you try it sometime?" Sirius asked with a smirk.

"Padfoot," James said warningly.

"Oh, back off, Prongsie, I can handle little Charlie Bates," Sirius said. Charlie smiled smugly before standing up.

"Wanna test that, Black? Name the game," Charlie said through narrowed eyes.

"How about fist to fist?" Sirius asked with a smirk. "I mean, after all, I don't hit girls, so this shouldn't be a problem."

"Pads," James warned again.

"Oh, har har, Sirius Black, such the comic," Charlie said, shaking her head.

"Scared?" Sirius asked.

"Charlie, watch your temper," Lily warned.

"I think you should be scared, Sirius. You know what happens when I get pissed," Charlie said with a grin. She could, unlike many Veela because she was only half, control how her anger affected her. She began to feel little sparks in her fingertips as little fireballs appeared.

"Pads, let it go," James said harshly.

"Charlie, calm down. We don't need this," Lily commanded. Charlie shot her a wicked glance before she did back down, the fire in her hands disappearing into the air.

"Way to call off your dog, Evans," Sirius said. Remus was the one to intervene now, holding Charlie back as James restrained Sirius.

"You both need to just cool it, for five minutes," Remus said angrily. "Honestly, you cannot get through a day without wanting to murder each other."

"She started it," Sirius said.

"Um…actually, Pads, that was you," James said, shaking his head as Sirius regained his composure and James released his grip. Remus released Charlie and she made a move to Sirius and he flinched. She laughed before flopping down on the couch.

"Get over yourself, Bates. You're not as awesome as you think you are," Sirius said, shaking his head.

"Think before you speak," James said, shaking his head.

"What?" Sirius asked, looking at Charlie. "She's not."

"You're such an idiot," James sighed as he watched Lily and Charlie and go upstairs.

"Why am I an idiot?" Sirius asked.

"Because, when you like a girl, you don't insult her," James said harshly.

"Oh, Prongs, you're still under the illusion that I have a thing for Charlotte Bates," Sirius laughed, shaking his head.

"Illusion my ass, Pads. Before now, you two were always just fans of witty banter with each other, now it's full blown blasting each other," James said, shaking his head. "Something changed in both of you, that's obvious."

"Shut up, Prongs, you don't know what you're talking about," Sirius said, shaking his head, sending a his perfect black hair into casual and attractive disarray.

"Sirius, you like Charlie. You're acting like a six-year-old with his first crush," James argued.

"I'm Sirius Black, I don't get crushes. I snog and whatnot. I don't have relationships," Sirius said, shaking his head. "Now, can we actually talk about something worthwhile, like how we're going to handle three nights from now. Remus looked up.

"Same as always, right?" James asked confusedly.

"You're Head Boy…you have to patrol the corridors. And it doesn't help that Moony's a prefect so he can't take your place," Sirius noted.

"Bloody hell, this is not good," James said, standing up.

"You're gonna have to like play sick so Lily will let you go," Remus said slowly. "I'll be in the hospital wing already."

"Don't, under any circumstances, tell Lily what's going," Sirius commanded.

"I'm not a complete idiot, Pads, thanks for saying so though," James said with a sigh. "I better get off to my own stupid common room," he said as Lily came down the stairs.

"Night guys," she said as she left the common room without James. He rolled his eyes before walking after her.

"So, Lils, this is gonna be the first time in this special little heads house, what do you think it'll be like?" James asked with interest.

"Don't know, don't care. And if you talk to me or come into my room ever…you'll be sorry," she threatened before walking faster until she got to the door and muttered the password. James followed her inside. It was nice. Like the Gryffindor common room only a bit smaller. There were two doors on each side of the room that led to the bedrooms. One door said 'Head Boy' and the other read 'Head Girl.'

"Good night, James," Lily said, shaking her head at him before walking into her room and closing the door behind her. James groaned and flopped down onto the couch, glaring at the issue of the Daily Prophet that sat on the table. There was a storm brewing somewhere. The news was everywhere. Something dark was coming over the wizarding world. It was a scary though. James never ended up going into his room that night. He simply fell asleep on the couch. That was usually how it worked back when he was back in the Gryffindor Common Room. He and Sirius would always stay up late and just crash on the couches in the common room.

A/N: So, that's the first chapter. Review please. I hope you liked it. I do. Charlie is modeled after me. Hehe Anyway, please read and review and tell your friends. I love Marauder fics. They make me smile.