Some of you may have read "Shadowed Love" by me. Well that story was deleted because it sucked. So I am starting over. Same characters, starts in Lily's third year, Al's fifth, and James's sixth. Oh and by the way I don't own Harry Potter.
"James shut your mouth before I curse you!" I shrieked and threw an empty bottle of pumpkin juice at my brother.
"Seems like I touched a nerve there," he grinned and I did my best to smack him in the backseat of my parent's car.
"It's not MY fault that I haven't had a boyfriend," I snapped at him and Al. "Maybe if you two gits didn't scare off EVERY GUY I MET then I would have actually had a boyfriend!"
My father turned around in his seat and looked at me.
"You will most certainly not have a boyfriend young lady," he said, looking me right in the eye. "And you two will make sure of that!"
I rolled my eyes and stared moodily out the window.
Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lily Luna Potter, and I'm pretty much known as the baby of the Potter/Weasley clan. I am short. Like literally tiny, but I am curvy. My dark red hair stands out in any crowd, even the Weasley's because it's not super red, it was more of an auburn. I have blue eyes and I'm in my third year at Hogwarts, Gryffindor, of course. I've had just about every guy, even Slytherins and Seventh-years, throwing themselves at me. Since I was eleven they would do double takes as I struggled to find my classes in the castle. Unfortunately my git brothers think it necessary to scare off every member of the male population before I can go on a date. Damn.
Anyway, we were on our way driving to the station and James was bothering me yet again about the fact that I don't, and probably won't until I'm thirty, have a boyfriend.
We pulled into the parking lot of the station and dad went to get trolleys as James and Al pulled our trunks out of the car. I coaxed my pure white kitten, Athena, into her crate, where she curled up in a ball at the back. Al slid an owl treat through the bars of the cage where our owl that we shared was asleep with her head under wing. She was snowy, and we had named her Hedwig II after our dad's old owl.
"Come on you lot," my mum grinned at us as we pushed our trolleys into the station. "James, Lily, you two first."
James took my shoulder and steered me towards the barrier between Platforms 9 and 10. I shook his hand off and scowled at him before we ran at the barrier. We came out on the other side on Platform 9 ¾. We moved out of the way as Al appeared and then mum and dad. Dad helped me load my trunk into a compartment and I walked around the platform, searching for my load of cousins and clutching Athena tightly in my hands.
I had just spotted my Uncle Ron talking to Oliver Wood when a ball of energy came barreling into me.
"AHH!" I shrieked as I hit the floor and Athena escaped from my grasp.
I opened my eyes and saw my best friend Cassandra Wood sitting on top of me.
"Cassandra get off!" I said, shoving her off and standing up, brushing the dirt off my clothes.
"Lily!" she jumped up and down and led me over to where my family and her family stood talking.
"Here," Sean, her older brother, handed me my wriggling cat and grinned. "Be more careful with her."
I stuck my tongue out at him. "It was Cassie, she ran into me and knocked me over."
He laughed. "She hasn't had much contact with her friends over the summer, besides a couple letters, I think our trip to Ireland bored her."
Daniel and Cassandra had sandy hair and tan skin. Their dad was Oliver Wood. THE Oliver Wood. The one who was recruited for Puddlemere United when he was 17. Keeper for the English National Quidditch Team for ten years. One of the most brilliant Quidditch players ever seen. Yeah, THAT Oliver Wood.
Quidditch was as important to the Weasley/Potter clan as the Dark Arts were to the Blacks (excluding my dad's dead godfather, Sirius). James Al and I were all on the Gryffindor team and so was Rose. Dom and Louis were on the Ravenclaw team and Fred was on the Gryffindor team too. Oh and Sean and Cassie.
I played Seeker, Fred and James were Beaters, Cassie, Rose and Al were Chasers and Sean was a Keeper. Dom and Louis were Chasers on Ravenclaw. Hugo for some strange reason preferred chess.
The whistle rang through the Platform, signaling to the children on that they had five minutes to get on the train before it departed.
I saw James and Al hug mum and dad quickly before dashing through an open door onto the train. I hurried forward and kissed mum and the cheek and wrapped my arms around dad's waist.
"Don't you forget what I said," he said, looking me in the eye. "I love you sweetheart. Have a good term!" I hurried and jumped on the train, sticking my head out a window to wave at them.
As the train picked up speed and rounded the corner I lost sight of my parents. I hurried down the aisle, searching for the compartment where my trunk was, and no doubt where Cassandra, Veronica, Jordan, and Sarah were sitting.
Veronica Finnegan, Jordan Thomas, and Sarah Jordan were my best friends and fellow Gryffindor third-years. We shared a dorm together and did almost everything together.
As I was making my way down the train I collided with someone. A certain tall, fit, incredibly good looking, blonde someone. I looked up into the sharp features of Scorpius Malfoy, his blue eyes gazing right back down at me.
"Malfoy," I glared at him.
"Potter," he grinned at me.
I rolled my eyes as he blocked my way down the train. Malfoy was a player, with a different girl every week. He was always flirting with girls, but he would leave them as soon as he picked them up. The one girl he'd never stopped flirting with was me. No matter how many times I told him to buzz off he always came back.
"Get out of my way before I hex you," I said scowling at him.
"Wanna have some fun Potter?" he raised his perfect eyebrow, and his perfect lips twisted into a perfect smile.
"Depends Malfoy," I smiled innocently. "What kind of fun do you mean? Your kind of fun or my kind of fun?"
"The kind of fun that involves you lying on your back screaming my name in pleasure," he said wickedly.
I rolled my eyes. "Damn I was hoping the kind where I hexed you into oblivion," I said sweetly. "But your kind of fun will only happen in your dreams."
"Oh you're in them every night Potter," he sighed. "Every night."
I opened my mouth to retort but there was a flash of light and he was holding his head, he seemed to have slammed it back against the door to a compartment when the flash of light had occurred.
I whirled around to find who had taken my chance at cursing Malfoy to find both my brothers standing there, glaring daggers at Malfoy, backed by Freddie and Sean.
"You morons!" I shrieked hitting each in turn.
"He was hitting on you!" Fred said, stopping my tiny fist from colliding with his jaw.
"Are you four really stupid enough to believe that I would ever go anywhere near Malfoy?" I yelled.
"You'd go near any guy if we didn't keep them away from you! You heard what dad said!" James shouted back.
"Merlin you are overprotective! I can take care of myself!" I glared at the four and stomped off towards the compartment.
I found it and walked in slamming the door behind me.
Veronica raised her eyebrow. "What now?"
"Was it Malfoy again?" Jordan said.
"No," I frowned. "Well yes but the real problem is my morons of brothers are overprotective gits."
The other four laughed and I frowned even deeper, but brightened as soon as soon as Sarah pulled out a deck of Exploding Snap cards.