A/N: This story's been in my head for a while and I sort of have an idea of where I want it to go. It's slightly AU, but please read and review, I'd like to know what you all think. I should be updating my other stories soon, my school's almost over and I'm done with the SAT's!
Kristin
Chapter one:
The night was dark the pitch-blackness of the sky seemed ominous. The street was quiet; no one was out tonight. The sky threatened to spill raindrops upon anyone who dared walk under it. A flash of lightning pierced through the sky, and in that flash of light, the tall figure of a man was seen. His head was bent; his cloak pulled over his head. He was hurrying towards the Hogshead, a pub in the town of Hogsmede. The man opened the door, hearing a bell jingle as he did so, and hurried inside.
The tall man unfastened his cloak and turned towards the bar tender with a warm smile.
"Aberforth, It's been a long time, hasn't it." The man said with a smile.
"Aye, Albus, it has indeed." The bartender answered. The two men looked similar, both being tall and wiry, but Albus Dumbeldore had long white hair and a long white beard while Aberforth Dumbeldore's hair was short and graying, and only had a hint of a beard on his chin.
"I heard about the goat conspiracy, what did happen?" Albus asked pleasantly.
"Oh, that, the press shouldn't have gotten their panties in such a twist over that, the goat was already dead, I just wanted the bezore."
"Quite understandable" Albus replied with a nod.
The two brothers continued their chatter, suddenly, a large lightning bolt illuminated the sky and a loud screech was heard throughout the pub.
Sitting in the corner of the room sat an old woman with glasses that illuminated her eyes, suddenly, she began to speak in a deep, husky voice.
"This is the year, the year two childhood friends destined to be together, will arrive at Hogwarts. They will come to hate each other in time, but childhood traditions will forever live on, when the sky is illuminated by the treacherous storm, the two will unite, and when they do, the most amazing power will come to life."
The entire pub remained quiet for another second, but soon everyone else in the pub went back to what they were doing, everyone but Albus Dumbeldore.
"Aberforth, what do you make of that prediction we just heard?" Albus asked his brother.
"Prediction? I don't know Albus, we get a lot of weirdo's in here, I don't think she was predicting anything, sometimes the people yell things out… I wouldn't worry about it." Aberforth said nonchalantly.
"Yes, yes I suppose you're right." Albus said quietly, but he still couldn't shake the feeling that this prediction, this prophecy might be important.
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The night was dark; the sky seemed to be sobbing. Every so often the sky would be illuminated by a streak of lightning, always followed by a bone-crushing clap of thunder that would send any ten-year-olds into a panic. Lily Evans and James Potter were no exception. The two were hiding under the blankets on James' bed, clutching each other, scared half to death.
Lily and James had known each other their entire lives. They'd grown up next door to each other, and had become the best of friends immediately. Their families were great friends; David and Anna Potter were like second parents to Lily, as were Jen and Michael Evans to James.
The night of the storm, their parents had gone out to dinner together. Lily and James had begged to be allowed to stay home alone, they were after all "double digits" now. Lily'ssister, Petunia, had been an obvious choice for a baby sitter, being twelve and more responsible, but she was at a friends slumber party. The Potter's and Evan's hadn't been able to find another sitter; thus Lily and James got to stay home alone.
"I hate storms." Lily muttered as she snuggled closer to James. They were sitting under the covers of his bed, each holding a flashlight, pretending they were camping.
"I know I do too." James said as he hugged his best friend.
"James, will you tell me about the magical school you're going to this year?" Lily asked as she pushed her wavy red hair out of her teary emerald eyes. The Potters had told Lily about Hogwarts years ago, and Lily never seemed to tire of hearing about dragons and flying broomsticks.
"There isn't much to tell Lily! I've never been there before. James said as he ran his hands through his raven colored, messy hair. His hazel eyes scanned her tear stricken face and quickly added, But my parents said that I'm going to learn magic, and I can learn to fly, I might even get onto the quidditch team! That's the sport that wizards and witches play on broomsticks, and the best part is my dad said that he'd give me his invisibility cloak at the beginning of the year! But I can't tell mom 'cause she doesn't want me to have it." James beamed.
"Jamie it's going to be so strange without you here! I'm going to miss you!" And Lily started to cry again; a few tears trickled down her cheeks and landed on James' hand.
"Don't worry Lils! I'll write you everyday and tell you everything that happens at school."
The two sat there, both crying, James and Lily both wishing that Lily were a witch. They thought this at the exact same time, and at just that moment, a huge bolt of lightning struck a mere five feet from the Potters house. Both kids shrieked, but when they quieted, the raging storm outside seemed to break, and all that was left was a soft trickle of raindrops falling against the pavement.
The Next day, Lily awoke to an owl tapping at James' window. She went over to let it in and saw that the letter was addressed to her.
"James!" She shrieked, waking the poor boy with a start.
"Whazzamatta? Where's the fire?" James asked, looking around frantically.
"I'm going to Hogwarts too!"
Six Years Later:
Lily Evans woke with a start. She'd had this dream numerous times, and always when it was storming outside. Lily pulled her long, red hair into a messy bun and hopped out of bed. She always had trouble sleeping during storms, so she went to find the one person who could comfort her, James Potter.
Lily walked quietly towards the boys' dormitories and tiptoed up the stairs, mentally thanking Merlin that girls weren't chucked down the boys' staircases.
"James" She whispered when she entered the sixth year, Gryffindor boys, messy dormitory.
Not hearing a reply, she walked towards the bed she knew to be James' and drew back the hangings. Lily shook him slightly, trying to wake him from his slumber.
"Five more minutes Remus, please?" He mumbled, still half asleep.
"James, it's Lily, wake up." She giggled.
His eye's shot open, and said, "Lily? What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't sleep… can I get in?" Lily asked, gesturing towards James' bed. James nodded and moved over, making room for her. Lily climbed into bed with him and rested her head on his shoulder. She could feel his chest rise and fall, and hear the beat of his heart. She felt so safe with James' strong form next to her, holding her.
"I'm sorry I woke you." Lily said quietly.
"Oh, no problem, of all my night time visitors, you're by far my favorite." James said with a smirk.
"Thanks." Lily with a giggle.
"Are you going to be okay now?" James asked sweetly. He wasn't surprised that Lily was in his bed, she always sought him out whenever there was a storm, he had even expected it a little when Remus had told him that there were to be thunderstorms all throughout the night.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry I always come to you when there's a storm." Lily said apologetically.
"Don't worry about it. I like having your company." James said with a laugh.
"Do you remember in first year when McGonagal found us in bed together?" Lily asked with a grin.
"I don't think I've ever seen her so angry!" James added, a smile stretching across his face.
"I know. She was ready to expel us!"
"Yeah, I think she would have too if Dumbeldore hadn't intervened." James said thoughtfully.
"It's funny though, she doesn't really care anymore…" Lily said.
"I know, every storm you're here. I guess she just got tired of telling us off, it's not like we're doing any harm."
"Exactly" Lily replied.
"Oh man! Do you remember the time when Megan McMillan wanted to surprise me with breakfast in bed and found us in bed together?" James asked with a laugh as he remembered the expression on his ex-girlfriend's face when he found James and Lily curled up together in James' bed.
"Oh man that was priceless!" Lily said while laughing. "You know, I do feel bad about that relationship ending for you." Lily said seriously.
"Oh, whatever, it wasn't like it would work out anyway, she was way too clingy." James replied.
"Yeah, well I still feel bad." Lily responded.
" Well don't. I'm going to back to sleep. Night." James said, kissing Lily on the forehead.
"Night." She responded as she snuggled closer to James.
The two fell asleep, and were awoken the next morning by Sirius' catcalls
A/N: So, did you like it? Please Read and Review and then I'll update!