The Obvious Story

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I inwardly wish I did, yet the reality breaks my heart. I love JK Rowling.

Chapter 1: Breaking the silence

Long, long ago, in a land far, far away, there was once an ogre who lived in a massive swamp along with a talking donkey…

Oh. Right.

Wrong story.

Ehem. Now, if you'll follow me…

((walks along a the edge of a muggle park)).

((Stops)) Let me introduce myself.

I am, of course, the narrator. Yes, yes. I know.

I've been mentioned quite multiple times in your life and in other books might I add.

I've narrated, oh how many splendid novels, I don't even remember.

Right.

Enough about me.

I am here to tell you of a story, a story of a loyal, faithful, and, eh, absurd group of friends and their, lets say, "eventful" lives at a magical place…literally.

So lets not waste our time and OH! There she is!

Look over there! In that bush!

((points at the playground across the road)).

Lets begin our story, shall we?

"Lily Evans!" yelled a strict looking teacher as she searched around the playground for the usual suspect among the crowded little youngsters. But it wasn't hard for her to find the little girl, for she had peeped out of the bushes to check if her coast was clear but her noticeable red hair had failed her escapade. Mrs. Moore reached forward and grabbed the girl out of the bushes as little Lily Evans struggled under her grip.

"I didn't do it! I swear!" Lily protested. "They were being mean and calling me names first!"

The old lady gave Lily a disapproving look as she pulled Lily by one arm and headed toward the office. Once she had settled the little girl on the large leather seat in front of a tattered wooden desk, Mrs. Moore hurried toward the phone after giving Lily a sharp glare and dialed the same phone number she had dialed twice last week. She had the number memorized since Lily's first day of school.

"Hello?" an older girl's voice answered.

"Yes. May I speak to Mr. Evans?"

"Uhm, daddy's at work right now," she answered innocently.

"Well then, Mrs. Evans perhaps?" Mrs. Moore asked impatiently.

"Uhm, just a moment please… MMMMMOOOOOOMMMMM!!" came deafening yell from the phone and the teacher backed the phone away from her ears.

"WHAT PETUNIA?" "YOU'VE GOT A PHONE CALLLL!" Soon followed several screeches and crumbles, which caused the teacher to frown.

"Yes, hello? This is Emily Evans speaking." She seemed a little out of breath.

"Mrs. Evans, this is Betty Moore, calling from Evergreen infant-school."

Mrs. Evans winced at hearing the name, "uh. Yes. Hello. May I help you?"

"Yes. You may come and pick your daughter up immediately," said Mrs. Moore with a stern voice.

"But, its only 11o'clock. I'm very sure that school ends at 2 o'clock, ma'am."

"Mrs. Evans. Let me remind you that this is the fourth time in two weeks, Mrs. Evans. I do not want to sound rude but we do have a high quality respect for the school from the city school board and we do not tolerate such behavior from any of our students. I must warn you, if Lily continues like this, I will be forced to withdraw her enrollment." With that, she hung up.

This was three hours ago. Lily now sat in the cozy little living room surrounded by her parents, who looked somewhat confounded, and her older sister, Petunia, who sat stiffly on the couch. Lily shifted uncomfortably in her sitting position on the carpet and slowly inched her head up to face her parents. "I didn't do it. I promise.." she said in a timid voice. Both parents just sat there with their arms crossed for the last hour, trying to figure out how could a ten-year-old girl knock over an overly large closet next to the door and lock three other children inside the classroom? How could a ten-year-old girl break a window with a puny little pencil? Yes, Lily had been accused of being in presence of every odd incidents that happened in the last several weeks, but it just didn't make sense to either of the parents.

Why don't they just punish me instead? Lily thought to herself and rolled her eyes. "May I go to my room now?" She asked when she couldn't tolerate the two bloody hours of awkward silence. Having nothing else to say, Mr. and Mrs. Evans finally nodded simultaneously. It freaked her out just by little.

For almost all her life, Lily had been shunned away by her own peers and other children about her age. They called her names, which clearly referred to her bright red hair. The only person whom she could talk to was Petunia; but then again, Petunia wasn't much help either, for the teen had giving liking to boys and nails instead. Lily always felt out of place whether she was at school or even at home. However, Lily wasn't one to back out or become frightened by continuous taunts. She had a stubborn and fiery temper that didn't seem to match anyone else's.

Little Lily's life flipped upside down on her eleventh birthday, the day she received a letter. THE letter. The letter that changed her life forever. The letter that caused Lily's life to change. Lily's life changed when she received the letter. Lily's life changed when she opened the letter. The letter she read changed her life… forever.
((Right, moving on..)) When Lily found out about her powers and capabilities to use magic, the Evans' household seemed to be elated dramatically, except for Petunia of course. Let's say that summer had been quite eventful for young Lily Evans.

September 1st was a murky, cloudy day, which didn't help much to uplift Lily's mood. Lily now regretted devouring the stack of pancakes, two eggs, and two-buttered toasts before she jumped into the car. Mr. and Mrs. Evans, and Lily were on their way to the train station. "Lily, dear. Are you quite sure this is the right ticket?" Mrs. Evans asked uncertainly as the three of them now stood in between platform 9 and 10. This worsened Lily's nervousness and her upper stomach started to ache a little. Was the schoolmaster mad? What on earth did he mean by platform 9 ¾ when there ISN'T a bloody platform 9 ¾ !

Just when she was about to loose her hope, she saw a man and a woman dressed oddly with their son following hot on their trails. "Come on James, in you go!" The woman ushered the boy toward the wall. It was a plain brick wall. There weren't any doors. Was this woman mad too? But the boy, who seemed to be about Lily's age, obeyed his mother and ran toward the wall with his trolley in full speed. "NO!" all three Evans yelled to stop the boy from injuring himself. But he was gone.

And this was just five minutes ago, when everyone, including the Evans, had managed to find the wall to the platform 9 ¾, thanks to the Potters. While the parents gave thanks and greeted the newly met family, Lily could feel she was being watched. The boy next to Mrs. Potter stared at Lily quite boldly and made her feel slightly uncomfortable. "Alright, James dear, the train's about to leave so we'll have to share our farewells here," said Mrs. Potter, giving the boy two kisses in each cheek. James's face turned red as he pushed his mother away, "okay okay mother. I'll owl you, I promise," he responded in embarrassment and shifted his eyes toward Lily. Oblivious Lily was saying goodbye to her parents as she finally boarded the train. Not wanting to loose her sight, James quickly boarded the train a minute after. The magnificent Hogwarts Express began departing.

Lily pulled her trunk closer to her as she stepped aside for the older students. Few of them had bright golden pins on their chests, with matching smug smile on their faces as well. Lily decided that finding a compartment was more important right now than oogle at strangers.

She finally reached the last compartment, which already had two girls occupied. "Um, hi. May I come in?" Lily asked politely. "Sure!" the brunette replied with a friendly smile along with another girl who sat opposite her. "Hi! I'm Caroline Verburgh and she's Anna Hatfield."

"Hey, I'm Lily Evans."

Meanwhile…

James obviously lost the little red head he met earlier. Giving up his hope, he inched his way toward the nearest compartment and opened it, expecting it to be empty. His eyes met with four other gobbling eyes that watched him stand there for the next two minutes.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" James finally broke the silence. One of the boys had dark brown hair that covered his eyes and the other had sandy brown hair that was combed neatly to one side.

"I thought you were going to say something," the boy with brown hair said boldly.

"Well, I thought you were going to say it first," James replied.

"I would have said it if you said it first."

"You should be the one to say it first since you were in here first"

"But you"

"ALRIGHT I'LL SAY IT!" the sandy haired boy intervened as he realized the conversations wasn't going to end any time soon. "Hi. I'm Remus Lupin. Would you like to sit down with us?" he asked politely.

James nodded and sat down next to the brown haired boy, after he had put up his trunk. "I'm James Potter," he said with a grin and turned to the boy next to him. "And who are you?"

"I'm Sirius Black," the boy replied with a smug look on his face. "And I'm going to Hogwarts."

James and Remus both gave him a look with their eyebrows raised. "We're all going to Hogwarts y'know?" James said and all three of them gave a laughing snort.

In no time, the three boys had gotten into deep conversations about school, magic, and, of course, quidditch.

Suddenly, the compartment door opened and a girl with dazzling red hair stepped in, "um. Do you guys have room in here?"

The scene was quite odd for a moment. James's expression was somewhat in awe, no movement whatsoever. Remus just looked blank. And for Sirius, he seemed delighted that a girl was in the same compartment.

"Sure! Come in! Where would you like to seat? Here?" Sirius pushed James further and patted at the seat in between them.

Lily blankly stared at him and shook her head, "no. I already have a seat somewhere else. This boy needs to share a compartment." A small chubby boy poke his head out from Lily's back and grinned foolishly.

The compartment became silent. "O..kay then. I'll just take that as a yes." Lily stepped back as the blonde chubby boy scooted his way in and sat down next to Remus. "Uh, good bye." And with that, the door closed.

There was another awkward silence among the four boys for the next three minutes. Sirius's eyes shifted toward Remus, and Remus to the new boy, and the new boy to James, who still had his eyes firm toward the closed door where the girl had been standing.

"Right… and uh, what's your name?" Remus asked politely, trying to break the silence yet again.

"I'm, I'm Peter. P-Peter Pettigrew." He replied and oddly, his voice sounded a lot squeakier than he looked. If that even made sense.

Sirius ignored the two and frowned at the frozen boy next to him, "oy. James. James! Hellooo? Earth to James?" Sirius waved a hand in front James's eyeglasses.

"You know what?" James finally spoke.

The rest of the boys turned to him curiously, "what?"

"I think she's it."

And by all means, 'it' meant many things at the time for he had only just met her.