Late June 1972

Kelsey was wrong. Hufflepuff could be bad. But only a little. And only because it meant that she ended up sharing at least half her classes with the idiots who paraded around and called themselves the Marauders.

Her first year had gone by mostly smooth. She was right back where she had started, on platform 9 3/4. As all the first years had stood on the platform in June, almost every kid passed her by offering their goodbyes to a 'Kelpie' Jones.

"Why are they calling you that hun?" her mum had asked as they hugged.

"It's nuffin," her words were muffled by the hug.

"Please, let me," Sirius Black had interrupted them.

"You see Mrs Jones, a Kelpie is a magical horse-like water spirit. One of the finest. The rarest. The shiniest. It is only most apt that our precious Kelsey be celebrated as the same," he recited charmingly.

Kelsey had a feeling that in a few years, he would use these very skills to woo girls. But for now, her mother was his target. Not knowing any better, her mother had eaten up that nonsense. Kelsey did not have the heart to tell her otherwise so she stayed silent while standing there and wishing a piano would magically drop on his head.

Her mother was actually somewhat of a hippie and was really into that nature and soul connection stuff. While the hippie movement had not caught on as much in the UK, where people were a little more prim and proper, her mother absolutely loved the fact that her own daughter had been chosen to be revered in the name of a magical spirit. It also didn't help that her parents still had not calmed their excitement about magic. She wondered if she could use that to get them to do her summer assignments.

"Don't you have your own family to bother? I think I see them there looking mad," she interrupted Black's imitation of a Kelpie emerging from the water. She saw a flicker of hurt in his eyes before he nervously shifted his gaze to his family.

Mumbling his goodbyes he left hastily.

"I like him. Well behaved. Is he your friend?" Amelia asked. Her husband grunted next to her, while Kelsey looked at him walking back to his parents and what looked like his younger brother. He didn't look too happy to see them. And neither did they.

She felt like a massive tit.

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October 1972

"What is this?" A hand snatched away the comic that had been entertaining Kelsey for the past ten minutes. It was a Sunday and she was sitting in her favourite spot in the courtyard catching up on the comics she had spent all summer collecting.

"Who is Iron Man? Why aren't these pictures moving?" Sirius Black turned the comic over, confused at their stillness.

"It's a muggle comic book," she said exasperated.

"What's that?" he asked, turning the pages a little roughly. Kelsey almost fainted.

"Don't do that! They're expensive!" she snatched it away, cooing her comic, petting and smoothing over the pages where Sirius had touched them.

It's okay, she whispered to the book, clearly distressed. The mean boy won't hurt you.

"You're mental," he stated looking at her as if she had three heads.

"You're just a dick," she retorted.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Talk so American?" he raised his eyebrows in curiosity.

"We've had this talk like a bajillion times already Black. I've only been here for seven years. Plus, my parents still-" she started explaining again.

"See there you go- Bajillion. That's not even a proper number!" he protested.

"I swear you bring this up just to annoy me!"

"But it's fuuun," he whined, laying down on his side now, holding his head up on one arm.

Suddenly, three boys came running down the courtyard from inside the castle.

"Sirius come on! Before Filch gets us!" James yelled. Kelsey saw the strangest cloak hanging under his arm.

"Later Kelps." With that Sirius was up and off jogging to catch up with them as Filch appeared, telling them to stop and surrender.

"KELSEY!" she called out after him.

"Whatever you say Jones!" he yelled looking back one last time. His hair bounced with the same boyishness of his youth, as he smiled sending a jolt of happiness through her. The moment he was out of sight, she picked up her comic and went back to her reading, with a small smile tugging on the corner of her lips.

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A/N: Hope you liked it- feedback appreciated! If you did please vote/comment :)

So I did some research, turns out they actually introduced Iron Man in 1963. The first few chapters will be glimpses into their relationship until the 7th year starts!