I DO NOT own any of J.K Rowling's wonderful creations. I only own the plot, Abbey and Anais. I also DO NOT OWN any of the songs in the chapters towards the end of the story. The musician's are listed below the songs. Mmkkaay..Enjoy.
I always wished my life could be a fairy-tale. I spent most of my years growing up fantasizing about my Prince Charming and how we would grow up together in pure happiness. Fantasizing being the key word. When I turned eleven everything in my world changed. I got a letter. Not just any letter, mind you, but a extremely special letter that held some valuable information.
Basically it informed me that I was indeed, a witch.
This information surprised me, as expected, but what surprised me more was that my sister decided from the moment I told her what I thought was amazing news, she decided to hate me. I have no idea why. Maybe somehow she was just jealous of me, but I think the main reason is because I threw her off her dream. She could no longer have 'the dream family' she so longed for.
My parents, however, were extremely supportive of my news. I was so thankful they believed in me enough to let me go to a boarding school for ten months at a time, especially at such a young age.
My dream of having a fairy-tale life seemed like it could actually come true now. I had a life in front of me. I was completely dedicated to being the top of the class, I had to be in order to make my dream come true...or at least these were the things I had decided upon while I was packing.
Finally the day for departure for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry came. I was extremely nervous...not to mention excited. I couldn't wait until I got on the train to meet my new school-mates. Hopefully I wouldn't be the only 'muggle' there. Muggle is one of the terms I picked up at Diagon Alley when we found out we had to go buy cauldrons etc. My parents and I were fascinated with all of the things and people there.
Luckily, we met a nice man in the wand shop...I believe his name was something along the lines of Mr. Ollivander? He owned the shop and got me my very own wand. It's holly 12 in. with a tail feather of a phoenix. I was entranced by the sight of it. I wouldn't take it out of my hand all day and I watched it until I fell asleep that night.
When I got to the train station I was completely confused. My mum and dad left with a hug and a kiss, so I was left alone in between Platform 9 and 10. I couldn't find the platform 9 ¾. It was like I was the only person who didn't know where they were going. Right when I was about to give up and call my family I saw a boy with sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes pass me and walk straight towards a brick wall in between the two Platforms.
He stopped suddenly, realizing he had dropped a small box behind him. He must've noticed I was watching him curiously because he looked up and looked at all my trunks.
"Hogwarts?" He asked and I immediately nodded my head.
The boy grinned and walked over to me.
"Walk through the wall." He whispered and I looked like him like he was crazy. The boy laughed and then took off running. I gasped, thinking he was going to smash his skull if he wasn't careful. How silly I was back then.
The boy ran straight through the wall and my eyes flew open as wide as they could go.
I bit my lip and started jogging, nervously, towards the wall. I kept thinking about all the bad things that could happen If I didn't make It through. What if it wouldn't let me go in!
But, obviously, I made it. Otherwise you wouldn't be reading this, would you?
When I opened my eyes, realizing I hadn't hit anything rock solid my mouth dropped open.
People were all around me, talking with parents, giving their goodbye's and even some were on the train already, sticking their heads out the window waving to friends.
I let out a breath that I had no idea I had inside of me.
I turned to the left and there was the kid with the sandy blonde hair, staring at me with a wide grin on his face.
"Think you were going to die?" He asked, laughing and I glared at him for a moment before dissolving into giggled. He was right, I did think I was either going to die of brain damage or at least be knocked out in a coma for weeks on end.
I nodded and he laughed again and I rolled my eyes, playfully.
"What was I supposed to expect? You ran full-on towards a brick wall." I pointed out to him and the boy shrugged thoughtfully.
"Wanna sit with me?" He asked and I smiled and nodded.
This was the moment I had met my first friend in the Wizarding world. The boy later introduced himself to be Remus J. Lupin. I was so happy to have him as a friend because he understood how I didn't know a lot about wizards and their traditions etc. He explained to me all the basics of how Hogwarts would work and I learned that he was also a first year.
During the train ride Remus and I talked most of the time. I figured I was the only one he knew as well. He mentioned he didn't have many friends as of yet.
After a few hours of talking the door to our compartment opened and two giggling girls fell in on top of each other. My eyes opened in amusement and Remus' eyes opened in attraction, I could tell because he got this dreamy face when he looked at the brunette.
The blonde one stood up and pretended to wipe dust off her jeans, before turning to me and Remus. She pointedly ignored the brunette who was still on the floor laughing.
She smiled at me and held out her hand. I took it and she shook it politely, before doing the same to Remus.
"Hi. I'm Abbey, and this one rolling on the floor is Anais. Ana-ese." She pronounced and I grinned. More nice people for me to be friends with!
"I'm Lily, and he's Remus." I answered her and the girl named Anais stood up, shaking her head.
"Hi." She said, before sitting next to Remus. Remus eyes opened in surprise and moved over giving her room.
"Are you a muggle?" Abbey asked and I nodded nervously. I wondered if she would suddenly not like me just because I wasn't a witch.
Abbey smiled at me and my nerves ceased a little.
"I'm half-blood and Anais is a muggle as well. We've known each other since...Oh, I don't know, when was it?" Abbey asked Anais and Anais shrugged.
"Forever." Anais finished and Abbey nodded. Remus and I laughed and then we all four got lost in conversation of school and classes.
As we were in the last hour of the train ride Abbey had introduced me to a game called Exploding Snap. I wasn't extremely good at it and I decided to just watched Remus and her go at it instead of getting my face blown up. Anais also decided that was a good idea and we began talking. I had a feeling we were all going to be good friends in the future.
Just then the door slammed open for the second time. This time two boys ran in, slamming the door closed after them.
"JAMES POTTER!" Abbey yelled, kicking him in the butt for stepping on their game.
"Sorry Abbs, didn't see you there." A boy with messy, brown hair and glasses apologized. The boy next to him looked down at Abbey interestedly and the boy names James pushed him to sit down on the other seat.
"I'm Sirius Black." The other boy introduced himself to the four of them but Abbey didn't seem impressed.
"I've heard." She said coolly and the boy looked a tad bit hurt by that response.
"Listen, I'm not like my family. So don't judge me by their reputations." Sirius growled and Abbey shrugged, going back to the game with Remus.
"Care to introduce us to your friends, Abbey?" James asked, looking pointedly at me. I got shivers down my spine as his hazel eyes bored into my green ones.
Abbey sighed and looked up at James, before pointing to the rest of us.
"Remus, Lily and Anais. What're you doing in here anyways. We're supposed to be "angry" at each other, remember!" Abbey said to him, glaring at James. James seemed unfazed.
"I decided to forgive you." He said simply, before looking back up to me. I diverted my gaze down to Remus and Abbey's game.
"Whatever." Abbey muttered before returning her attention to the game. I had an idea that the two of them were actually better friends than they were letting on. But I was happy all the same, I was meeting new people and hopefully we could all become close in the seven years we had to spend at school. My fairy-tale story could begin right here.
Now, if you know anything about me, you probably know I hate James Potter with a passion. Well I do, but not yet. So I guess you're wondering why I dislike him so much. You're about to find out.
As the end of the train ride neared I sat in silence watching the game between Remus and Abbey. I had a feeling Remus would pull it off but Anais had told me Abbey never lost a game. It was extremely intense, in a good way.
Right when Abbey was about to make a move there was a knock on the compartment door, then it opened showing a small boy with black hair and a big nose. James and Sirius immediately sat up and eyed him with distaste.
I felt bad for the boy because he looked rejected so I waited for him to speak before letting him sit next to me.
"What do you want Snivellus?" James snarled and I wondered if that was his real name, though somehow about the way the boy gritted his teeth I had a feeling it wasn't.
"I want to know why you felt you needed to lock me up with the luggage. Then once you're done with your pathetic explanation I'll give you what you deserve." The boy growled and I decided maybe I wouldn't let him sit next to me if he was going to talk this way with me new friends.
"Oh! Ice Cream!" Sirius cried in fake happiness and the black-haired boy glared at him. James just smiled at him, coolly.
"Well you made a poor girl cry by calling her that awful name, I figured you needed to go think about what you had done." James replied.
"Why you-"The boy fell to the ground with his mouth wide open and his eyes filled with anger.
"What happened to him?" I gasped as Anais looked at the scene in confusion.
"I hexed him." James said simply.
Now, I don't know that much about the Wizarding World, but I do know that hexing people probably isn't very nice.
"Why'd you do that!" I exclaimed and he actually looked a tad bit sorry when I exploded on him.
"He deserved it?" He asked weakly and I glared at him before storming out of the compartment to find a grown witch or wizard who could help the kid.
James Potter used to make me red with anger and still every time I see him I still have to control myself from strangling him as he uses that trademark smirk on me and thinks I'm going to melt at his feet like every other dumb girl who thinks she's in love with Potter. Ha, that's a laugh.
So Ends the Prologue.
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-A Lesson before Dying