Disclaimer: I own NOTHING. All is owned by the lovely and brilliant J.K. Rowling. Just thought I'd let ya know!
Author's Note:
This is my first story, so please.. forgive me. I do not have the writing talent and so sometimes my endings will be drab. Anyways, enjoy (or not so much) my writing and here is the first chapter:
Lily's POV
September 1-
I was pushing my cart through the barrier between Platform 9 and Platform 10; Platform 9 3/4 . I could have sworn my legs would fall off. Merlin, why was I so nervous? I had been doing this for 6 years now. I had no reason to be nervous except-
"Lily!"a voice yelled from across the narrow Platform.
"Hestia!" I yelled back and ran straight towards her and I would have been successful in getting there until I ran straight into a certain messy raven haired boy.
"Evans!" he exclaimed as he pulled me up after I fell backwards. My face was completely flushed. Merlin, why was I blushing in front of him?
"Potter." I muttered and looked up at him. He stared down at me with his warm brown eyes and smirked.
"Evans love, I've missed you so terribly this summer!" A voice boomed behind Potter. It was Black. Sirius bloody Black. Ugh. Why did he always have to come prancing around behind Potter like they were twins or something and annoy me?
"You poor thing." I groaned and rolled my eyes. Black was known to always try to win over every girl at Hogwarts with his charming ways. He had stormy gray eyes and dark curly hair that was always well tended to, unlike Potter's.
"Don't roll your eyes so much Evans; they will roll right out of your pretty little head." He retorted. Suddenly, two boys came right behind the two. One with sandy blonde hair and sky blue eyes, the other with mousy brown hair and cold blue eyes. Ugh. Just what I needed. The Marauders bothering me on my train ride to Hogwarts for the 7th year in a row.
The infamous "Marauders" were four pranking lunatics who found fun in playing practical jokes on the school (particularly the Slytherins). The annoying thing was, they never seemed to get in trouble or get caught for these interruptions, because nobody could ever really have evidence that it was them. Although everyone already knew it was.
Remus, Peter, Sirius and James all looked at me with a odd expression. I could tell that James was ogling me and Sirius was a bit too. I could have sworn I saw them drool. Peter had his mouth open and Remus just stood there awkwardly.
"Merlin Evans, have you gotten taller? And hotter? The summer has treated you very well Lily-flower." stated Black with a look of pleasure in his eyes. Ew. That was scaring me a bit.
Once again, I rolled my eyes and ran off to see my friends. While my falling incident happened, my friends had all met up and were waiting for me to get on the train with them.
"LILY!" yelled Marlene, Hestia and Alice, all running to hug me. I laughed and smiled at them. I was so glad to see my friends after spending a summer with Petunia and her whale of a boyfriend Vernon, or as I like to call him, Vermin.
I hugged them back. I had so much to tell them! I couldn't wait to get to Hogwarts. But first of all I had to tell them this-
"I made Head Girl!" I exclaimed and all my friends looked at me and squealed looking at my shiny new badge. Everyone had guessed that I would be made Head Girl, but I was still a bit shocked from it.
"That's great Lils!" smiled Alice. Alice had short brown and chocolaty brown eyes to match. She had a light dusting of freckles on her cheeks and it really brought out her eyes. She was a very perky and she always loved to have fun.
"Oh my Merlin! I wonder who is Head Boy!" said Hestia. Hestia was my best friend and we were and are the best of friends out of all of my friends. Hestia had honey colored hair and warm hazel eyes. Hestia and Marlene were the girlies out of us 4 girls and they always made us do sleepovers and do each other's hair and makeup for Hogsmeade and parties.
"I dunno, Dumbledore never said who it was. Guess I will find out at the Prefect's meeting." I shrugged. I had always guessed it would be Remus (the only Marauder I actually get along with since Peter doesn't really talk at all) but it also could have been a Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. I was internally hoping it wouldn't be a Slytherin, but I wasn't going to be too prejudice about it. There had to be some Slytherins who were nice, hadn't there?
"Ooh, let's hope it's someone cute! You have to share a dorm with them anyways!" giggled Marlene. Marlene was definitely the most girly but Hestia close behind. Marlene had wavy blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. Inside I was envious about her blonde silky tresses, her hair was just so beautiful compared to my fiery frizzy mess that some might call hair.
I elbowed Marlene in the stomach. I should hope that she isn't implying that I am going to use the dorm to snog my fellow Head student senseless. Since when do I care about those things? Or about how someone looks? Ok, I admit I'd prefer someone more presentable, but hey, I wasn't going just judge a book by its cover.
"Well, I'm off to the Prefects meeting. I'll tell you all about it when I get back." I waved goodbye and practically skipped off to the Prefect's compartment. I couldn't wait to find out who was Head Boy.
I practically rammed the Prefect door opened and stepped inside and as soon as I saw who it was I internally groaned.
"Potter, what are you doing here?" I demanded.
"Well Evans, I was informed that a meeting was to be held here and-" he responded, but I cut him off.
"Potter, you are neither a prefect, nor head boy, so I kindly suggest you get your arrogant head out of the compartment or I will have to hex you." I retorted.
"Actually Evans, to be honest, I am supposed to be here. Because on this letter here, it said that the Head Boy and Head Girl were supposed to hold a meeting here. And if I am correct, This letter also states that I am Head Boy." He smirked and I opened my mouth with shock.
I nearly whipped the letter out of his hand and scanned it. Ugh! It did say that he was Head Boy. Merlin! What possessed Dumbledore to make such an irresponsible decision like this? Out of all people? There was plenty of Head Boy material in our year. Why him? I thought to myself; but then I realized that just of last year, he had stopped pranking people and hexing kids just for the fun of it. I guess you could actually say that he was being, mature?
"Listen Evans, since we will have to be working and cooperating with each other, why don't we put aside our differences and become friends?" he asked. I gasped. Friends? Was he mental? Did he actually think I wanted to be friends with James Potter? The boy who would endlessly ask me out and annoy me into the next century for 6 years?
"Alright Potter. We can be ''friends''. But you have to cooperate. No silly pranks and no bothering me this year. You can maybe prove yourself that you are able to have a civil relationship with me." I said. What? Had my mouth just turned on my brain and say such nonsense? How could it do that? I did not want to be friends with Potter. We were sworn enemies. We couldn't turn back on that now. All the history we had! Hexing and cursing each other endlessly! This was complete rubbish-
"Umm Lily, can you just please call me James? If we are going to make this work, we have to actually treat each other like friends, not enemies." He stammered and ran his hands through his already windswept and messy hair. Was he nervous? Was I, Lily Marie Evans, making Pott-I mean… James, nervous?
"Um, sure Pot-I mean James." I replied. This was going to be harder than I thought. I couldn't even speak to him without calling him Potter.
"Great! So after we have our meeting and we get off the train we have to escort the first years into the Great Hall, and then later we have to make patrolling schedules for the prefects."
Wait, was James Potter being, responsible? Merlin, no. This could not be happening. What happened to him? Where is the charming, cute and mischevious James I know and lov-, Wait… did I just say that? No! I did not just call him charming and cute. And did I say I loved him? Goodness. I must really be deprived of sleep. I knew immediately that this year, was probably going to be different. And I was ok with that.