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plot, more or less. (What little plot there is at this moment in time,
which I must say is not much.) I don't own Harry Potter, Ron Weasley,
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"The Ones You Just Can't Avoid"
'Letters and Musings'
It had been the longest summer in her entire life, or so it felt to Lily Evans. School would be starting back in about a week and a half which excited her very much; this year would be her seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Lily was hoping to be appointed Head Girl by Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster, who had told her on the last day of term the year before, that she just might get the position.
Attempting to read the book that was now resting on her chest was pointless because she was so restless. Maybe a quick walk around the block would make her feel better and ebb her anxiety.
Sitting up on her bed, Lily pulled her long red locks of hair back into a ponytail and stretched. She had been avoiding the downstairs regions of her house because of her Muggle sister, Petunia, and her fiancé Vernon Dursley, who were very anti-magic. Much to her displeasure, they were watching television in the living room when she walked through.
"Get out of the way, freak!" hissed her sister. This make Lily want to walk even slower to 'get out of the way.'
"Shut it," she replied with a glare at the pig of a man sitting next to Petunia. 'What she sees in the man, I don't know!' she thought to herself. After walking into the kitchen to tell her mother where she was going, Lily went out the front walk.
Her house was placed just inside a security wall of one of the nicest housing developments in England. All the yards were perfectly manicured and the neighbors perfectly annoying, in her opinion at least. They were like her sister: anti-Lily. When Lily, age eleven, got her acceptance letter to Hogwarts, Petunia, who was fourteen at the time, spread the lie that Lily was going to a female juvenile detention facility. Despite her parents attempts to tell the neighbors that that was a lie, they still brought their small children inside whenever Lily exited her home. She didn't really mind this treatment, however; it gave her more time to think things over privately.
She exhaled a heavy sigh, wondering why her best friend, April Newton, hadn't written all summer. She was probably visiting some exotic place with her father who held a very upstanding position for the Ministry of Magic. "Not to worry," she muttered, "I'll see her in a few days." She looked up at the crystal clear, blue sky and spotted an owl, making its way over the rooftops. Knowing that there weren't any other magical people in the community and that owls rarely made their presence known in the day time, she turned around and dashed back to her house.
Once inside, she ran through the living room, this time ignoring the comment about freaks from her sister, and up into her bedroom. Just as she reached the window and pried it open, the barn owl she'd seen on her walk flew through the window. It landed on the open and empty cage that belonged to her owl, Midnight. After she detached the letter, the owl gulped a bit of water and was off again. The letter was from Hogwarts and the envelope was very heavy, compared to usual. It was addressed to 'Miss Lillian Evans, Number Twenty-three, Brownberry Court.' She ripped it open and read:
Dear Miss Evans,
This letter is a reminder to you that the new term at Hogwarts will
begin September first. The Hogwarts Express will leave King Cross
station promptly at eleven o'clock from platform nine and three
quarters. A list of supplies that will needed is included, along with
your Head Girl badge. I congratulate you on your academic achievement
and look forward to seeing you at the start of term banquet.
Sincerely,
Professor Minerva McGonagall
Assistant Head Mistress
Beaming, Lily removed a large, shining Head badge from the envelope along with the supply letter mentioned before. It had all the usual things listed, standard size two pewter cauldron, wand, etc. There were no new books mentioned but a set of dress robes was suggested for a ball that would be held in December. That would be nice; if she could only get a date. She stuck her head out her bedroom door and shouted down the stairs: "Mum! My letter's just come! I made Head Girl!"
"Bloody hell, Lily! Mum's outside and I don't care to hear about that freaky school you go to," spat Petunia.
Lily took the stairs by twos as she went in search of her mother. She found her wearing a sunhat, planting some roses in the front garden. "Mum! My letter's just come! I made Head Girl!" she said again, where her mum was.
"Congratulations, darling!" she said hugging her daughter, trying not to get dirt on her shirt. "Wait till your father hears! He'll be thrilled." Her mother smiled and brushed a loose strand of hair from Lily's face. "I'm so proud of you, dear. If only we had two witches in the family," she said sadly, referring to Petunia. "Run and go call your father. He'll want to know right away," she said, perking up a bit.
"I need to make a visit to London to get a new set of dress robes, too," she said, almost as an after thought before she went inside again.
"Right then, I can take you tomorrow. You can also get something special for making Head like I knew you would! My treat."
"Thanks mum."
James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black were sitting on the Potter's front porch, peering at a piece of parchment from Hogwarts.
"This must be a mistake!" said Remus.
"Or some sick joke gone wrong," suggested Sirius. "If we weren't all sitting here, I'd say it was from one of us."
"How the hell did I get this?" James poked at the Head Boy Badge that was resting on the parchment. "I thought for sure Moony here would've gotten it," he said, now poking Remus with his wand.
"Dear God! That place must be going to the dogs if Prongs here's getting this," Peter said. Sirius let out his bark-like laugh.
James ran a hand through his already chaotic, jet black hair and said, "I wonder who the lucky lady I'll be working with is?"
"If they chose her as wisely as they chose you, it'll have to be my cousin Narcissa," Sirius said sarcastically, referring to a Slytherin girl that he rarely claimed to be related to. This caused the rest of the Marauders to laugh except for James, who was still pondering upon who Head Girl might be.
"Don't worry about it. I was only joking that it would be Narcissa. Jeez, your acting like your owl died, Prongs! Come off it," Sirius replied.
"You'll find out who it is before long, don't worry," Remus said calmly.
The truth of the matter was that James was not at all worried about who Head Girl was. He was just hoping that it would be who he had a hunch that it was.
"Oy, Potter! Get off your broomsitck and listen to this idea Wormtail's just had for a beginning of term prank!" Sirius said, bringing James back to reality.
A/N So, what'd you think? I know, the plot isn't too original at the moment but, as I commented in the disclaimer, I have no clue where this is going. More of a boredom-killer right now. Probably going to evolve into some cute little fluff fic, similar to those that are ever so prevalent on here right now. Ansa12's fic entitled "James Plus Lily Equals Love?" was the inspiration for this, so thanks to Ansa and I'll try not to make it too much like yours! So, just poke the lovely little bluish-purple button in the corner and review. If you do, I'll add more sooner. prodprod Go on, you know you want to. nods
"The Ones You Just Can't Avoid"
'Letters and Musings'
It had been the longest summer in her entire life, or so it felt to Lily Evans. School would be starting back in about a week and a half which excited her very much; this year would be her seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Lily was hoping to be appointed Head Girl by Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster, who had told her on the last day of term the year before, that she just might get the position.
Attempting to read the book that was now resting on her chest was pointless because she was so restless. Maybe a quick walk around the block would make her feel better and ebb her anxiety.
Sitting up on her bed, Lily pulled her long red locks of hair back into a ponytail and stretched. She had been avoiding the downstairs regions of her house because of her Muggle sister, Petunia, and her fiancé Vernon Dursley, who were very anti-magic. Much to her displeasure, they were watching television in the living room when she walked through.
"Get out of the way, freak!" hissed her sister. This make Lily want to walk even slower to 'get out of the way.'
"Shut it," she replied with a glare at the pig of a man sitting next to Petunia. 'What she sees in the man, I don't know!' she thought to herself. After walking into the kitchen to tell her mother where she was going, Lily went out the front walk.
Her house was placed just inside a security wall of one of the nicest housing developments in England. All the yards were perfectly manicured and the neighbors perfectly annoying, in her opinion at least. They were like her sister: anti-Lily. When Lily, age eleven, got her acceptance letter to Hogwarts, Petunia, who was fourteen at the time, spread the lie that Lily was going to a female juvenile detention facility. Despite her parents attempts to tell the neighbors that that was a lie, they still brought their small children inside whenever Lily exited her home. She didn't really mind this treatment, however; it gave her more time to think things over privately.
She exhaled a heavy sigh, wondering why her best friend, April Newton, hadn't written all summer. She was probably visiting some exotic place with her father who held a very upstanding position for the Ministry of Magic. "Not to worry," she muttered, "I'll see her in a few days." She looked up at the crystal clear, blue sky and spotted an owl, making its way over the rooftops. Knowing that there weren't any other magical people in the community and that owls rarely made their presence known in the day time, she turned around and dashed back to her house.
Once inside, she ran through the living room, this time ignoring the comment about freaks from her sister, and up into her bedroom. Just as she reached the window and pried it open, the barn owl she'd seen on her walk flew through the window. It landed on the open and empty cage that belonged to her owl, Midnight. After she detached the letter, the owl gulped a bit of water and was off again. The letter was from Hogwarts and the envelope was very heavy, compared to usual. It was addressed to 'Miss Lillian Evans, Number Twenty-three, Brownberry Court.' She ripped it open and read:
Dear Miss Evans,
This letter is a reminder to you that the new term at Hogwarts will
begin September first. The Hogwarts Express will leave King Cross
station promptly at eleven o'clock from platform nine and three
quarters. A list of supplies that will needed is included, along with
your Head Girl badge. I congratulate you on your academic achievement
and look forward to seeing you at the start of term banquet.
Sincerely,
Professor Minerva McGonagall
Assistant Head Mistress
Beaming, Lily removed a large, shining Head badge from the envelope along with the supply letter mentioned before. It had all the usual things listed, standard size two pewter cauldron, wand, etc. There were no new books mentioned but a set of dress robes was suggested for a ball that would be held in December. That would be nice; if she could only get a date. She stuck her head out her bedroom door and shouted down the stairs: "Mum! My letter's just come! I made Head Girl!"
"Bloody hell, Lily! Mum's outside and I don't care to hear about that freaky school you go to," spat Petunia.
Lily took the stairs by twos as she went in search of her mother. She found her wearing a sunhat, planting some roses in the front garden. "Mum! My letter's just come! I made Head Girl!" she said again, where her mum was.
"Congratulations, darling!" she said hugging her daughter, trying not to get dirt on her shirt. "Wait till your father hears! He'll be thrilled." Her mother smiled and brushed a loose strand of hair from Lily's face. "I'm so proud of you, dear. If only we had two witches in the family," she said sadly, referring to Petunia. "Run and go call your father. He'll want to know right away," she said, perking up a bit.
"I need to make a visit to London to get a new set of dress robes, too," she said, almost as an after thought before she went inside again.
"Right then, I can take you tomorrow. You can also get something special for making Head like I knew you would! My treat."
"Thanks mum."
James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black were sitting on the Potter's front porch, peering at a piece of parchment from Hogwarts.
"This must be a mistake!" said Remus.
"Or some sick joke gone wrong," suggested Sirius. "If we weren't all sitting here, I'd say it was from one of us."
"How the hell did I get this?" James poked at the Head Boy Badge that was resting on the parchment. "I thought for sure Moony here would've gotten it," he said, now poking Remus with his wand.
"Dear God! That place must be going to the dogs if Prongs here's getting this," Peter said. Sirius let out his bark-like laugh.
James ran a hand through his already chaotic, jet black hair and said, "I wonder who the lucky lady I'll be working with is?"
"If they chose her as wisely as they chose you, it'll have to be my cousin Narcissa," Sirius said sarcastically, referring to a Slytherin girl that he rarely claimed to be related to. This caused the rest of the Marauders to laugh except for James, who was still pondering upon who Head Girl might be.
"Don't worry about it. I was only joking that it would be Narcissa. Jeez, your acting like your owl died, Prongs! Come off it," Sirius replied.
"You'll find out who it is before long, don't worry," Remus said calmly.
The truth of the matter was that James was not at all worried about who Head Girl was. He was just hoping that it would be who he had a hunch that it was.
"Oy, Potter! Get off your broomsitck and listen to this idea Wormtail's just had for a beginning of term prank!" Sirius said, bringing James back to reality.
A/N So, what'd you think? I know, the plot isn't too original at the moment but, as I commented in the disclaimer, I have no clue where this is going. More of a boredom-killer right now. Probably going to evolve into some cute little fluff fic, similar to those that are ever so prevalent on here right now. Ansa12's fic entitled "James Plus Lily Equals Love?" was the inspiration for this, so thanks to Ansa and I'll try not to make it too much like yours! So, just poke the lovely little bluish-purple button in the corner and review. If you do, I'll add more sooner. prodprod Go on, you know you want to. nods