Of Mudbloods and Sex

(A/N: heyyy yeah it's crazy tokengirl here. When I'm not blubbering about monkeys and their purple palm tree pajamas or turtles with their pet rocks I try to write fanfiction. Though I do tend to rant about butterflies and flowers endlessly.

First harry potter fanfic, hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling owns all recognizable characters/settings/spells/etc. in this fanfiction.)

Chapter One – Crazy Train

Lily Evans laughed as the train started up, leaving behind a very startled group of boys on the platform. She waved cheekily at them as the train started moving faster.

"Buh-bye now!" she called as it sped up. "Hope you get home safely!"

"Hey! Wait! Evans! Evans!" one of them called. Slightly tall and muscular, he shook his long, black hair out of his eyes as he and his friends ran to catch up – or try to jump on – the train.

"You can't leave us here!" he called again, sounding a bit frantic.

"Oh, yes I can, Black!" Lily Evans called back, laughing. "I'm not in charge of the train!"

"Lily!" another one shouted. He was also tall, and had dark, messy, golden brown hair that complimented his gray-blue eyes. "Lily! You can't leave us stranded here!"

"Why don't you try jumping on the train, Lupin?" she yelled, still laughing, disappearing into the train.

The tallest one swore under his breath. He hadn't called to her yet, but that was because he was still shocked that she had been able to trick them all to miss the train. He had messy, black hair that stuck out at odd angles and made him look like he had just gotten off a broom. As he ran his hand through his hair, one could see his muscles flex just enough so you could see the outline through his shirt. "I'm going to…" he muttered profanities under his breath as he sped up, trying to catch up to the train.

James Potter was very annoyed. It was the last day of sixth year, and everyone was getting ready to go home. As he and his friends Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew walked over to the train, they had been stopped by this very redhead who – surprisingly – was smiling and waiting for them by the train. They had started chatting – she had actually laughed, not the taunting laugh from someone who hated him, but laughed with enjoyment – and all the suspicions he had been holding back had disappeared.

Instead, a hope grew in his chest as he smiled and joked along with her and his friends. A foolish hope that Lily Evans – the only girl to ever reject him, repeatedly – might actually like him now.

Her eyes sparkled as she laughed, and he got distracted. He showed off a little, receiving amused looks from his friends, and an especially knowing one from Remus. Ignoring them, he could only focus on her eyes and her laugh – if only he could make her laugh more so that he could hear it ringing in his ears forevermore – and he did not notice her stepping on to the train, still leaning out the window to talk to them, then finally, the train starting to move without them.

Again he swore, knowing better than to trust that redhead ever again. She could almost be a Marauderette – she would have been a brilliant prankster.

James shook those thoughts out of his head before turning to the situation at hand. He looked up and down the train frantically, trying to find a way to get his three friends and himself onto the speeding train.

As the train sped by, James caught a flash of a luggage carriage, and he hit himself in the head at his own stupidity.

"Mates!" he yelled. "Summon your broomsticks!"

"What?" Peter asked stupidly. He was having a hard time keeping up with the other boys. His dull blonde hair matted against his round head as he wheezed. He was rather round compared to the other boys – actually, everyone else – and had wide, runny eyes. It may be because of this that he was rather overlooked when it came to talking about the Marauders – after all, Black and Potter – and sometimes Lupin – were considered the school heartthrobs.

"I said summon your brooms!" James yelled and he whipped out his wand. "Accio broomstick!"

As Sirius, Remus, and Peter followed suit, James kept running, praying that the spell would work. A whizzing noise sounded through the air and James turned around, watching his broom sail towards him. In one fluid, practiced movement, he had leapt onto his broomstick and sped away alongside the train.

He chanced a glance behind him. Sirius had just jumped on in a similar fashion, and grinned at James as he started to catch up. Remus wasn't that bad of a flyer, too – he was right behind Sirius. And Peter… Let's just say that Peter had gotten knocked over by his broomstick, and had to stop to mount his broom and push off. At least he was in the air, and catching up – though quite shakily.

James rolled his eyes and pulled them forward and urged his broom onwards. Soon, he was flying faster than the train, and he pulled up to the window where Lily had disappeared behind. He flew forwards, glancing into windows and getting surprised looks and flirtatious glances – which he ignored – from the occupants inside.

Lily Evans sat back in the plush seat of the compartment in which she and her two best friends were occupying. They both turned wide eyes, looking at her as if she had told them the most absurd story from The Quibbler.

"You did what?" Romanda Wong stared at me with large dark brown eyes. Her bangs almost covered all of her eyes, giving her an innocent – yet mysterious – look, and her black hair framed her face, making her head look like a little bob. Coconut was what they called her sometimes because of how her head looked as round as a coconut. She disliked it when anyone other than her two best friends called her that – it sounded like they were mocking her.

"Yes, could you, like, clear that up please?" Kirsty Denwood flipped her hair out of her face impatiently, looking at Lily with annoyed yet amused golden orange eyes. Kirsty was easily the loudest, most obnoxious, and prettiest of the group. She made up for Ro's quietness and Lily's lack of socializing. Her hair was a dirty blonde, though she could pass for a brunette sometimes, and between curly and wavy. She talked like most of the other girls in their year that cared about nothing but boys and gossip, but the difference was that she was quite smart for her year – she had gotten sixth highest in her O.W.L.s that year. Of course, she was beaten by Lily, Ro, and the three good-looking Marauders, as usual.

"What is there to clear, darling Kirst?" Lily said smugly. "I talked to the Marauders – "

"You mean, flirted."

Lily glared at Kirst and Ro giggled. Choosing to ignore her friend, she continued, saying, "and I guess they just lost track of time. The train started moving, and they tried chasing after it. I wouldn't worry if I were you," she said quickly, seeing their faces, "they are the Marauders after all. They'll find a way."

And as if she was foreshadowing the next series of events, a large shadow came up outside their window.

Ro screamed and fell onto Kirst's lap.

"Oof," she uttered as she threw Ro off her into the seat next to her.

All Lily could do was stare out the window incredulously.

James Potter – Quidditch captain of Gryffindor, number one heartthrob of the school, and leader of the Marauders – was flying outside her window.

He grinned insolently at her, giving her a salute as Sirius laughed and Remus grinned behind him. They sped onwards on their brooms, and Lily followed with them with her eyes, pressing her face to the window, almost missing the shaking figure of Peter fly by. She saw them land on the roof and knock on one of the windows. Lily cursed.

"Some idiot is opening a window for them," she announced to her friends who had watched the whole scene surprised. She was about to get up and exit the compartment to see what the Marauders were up to when someone blocked her exit.

"Hello," he said pleasantly, leaning in the doorway. Remus and Sirius stood behind him – Sirius leaning on a wall, Remus standing with his arms crossed, both grinning.

James stood up properly, looking down at Lily, who was significantly shorter than he was. "Now," he said. "What were you trying to do, leaving us stranded in Hogwarts?"

Lily gulped, backing up a little bit. "Nothing," she lied quickly, then mentally slapping herself for uttering such a stupid lie.

It's so pathetic it doesn't even count as a lie anymore! she furiously thought, keeping her face carefully blank. James cocked his eyebrow, laughing.

"Nothing? Lily Evans, you always have a reason to whatever you do." Her eyes flashed.

"Now I'm predictable, am I?" Lily hissed as he came closer. Ro and Kirst watched all of this with wide eyes, though they also shot glances at the two boys who were standing in the hall, making sure they wouldn't help their comrade in his taunting of Lily.

"Hm…" he thought. "Now what would you do if I said yes?"

Lily growled.

"Woah," he said, backing up quickly. "That's a new one." Lily rolled her eyes.

"What do you want, Potter?" she spat, though tiredly. James winced inside at the tone of voice. She almost sounded like –

No. James thought firmly. She does not sound anything like Snape. Sure, they both despise me, but her voice is beautiful, especially when she sings and yells at me – yes, she sounds the best when she's yelling at me like she does all the time…

"Potter? Potter!" Lily said, waving her hand in front of his face. James blinked and looked down at her, then replacing the charming smile he always had on his face.

"Yes, dear Evans?" he replied.

"Get out. Please." He cocked his eyebrow.

"Did I just hear Evans saying please?"

"Yes, and I won't ask again."

"Good," he replied, dropping on the seat opposite of Ro and Kirst. Lily looked at him, eyes wide in surprise, which quickly turned into anger.

"Potter! I said out!"

"Who's going to make me?"

He instantly regretted his decision. Faster than he could blink, her wand was at his throat. He gulped, but did not move.

"I said move." He shook his head.

There was a flash, a slamming of a door, and James found himself lying on the ground outside the compartment, his friends looking down on him concernedly.

"Prongs, you alright, mate?" Sirius asked as he helped James sit up. James groaned – that Evans could be brutal when she wanted to be.

"Yeah, just fine," James groaned as Remus pulled him up. Peter had finally caught up and looked down on the scene, breathing heavily.

"She gave you a fair beating, Prongs," Sirius said, hiding a grin.

James rolled his eyes.

"Padfoot?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

And so the train ride continued without any other unwanted surprises. Lily ended up laughing over the whole incident with her best friends and James nursed his hurt ego.

Just like everyone thought would happen.

As Lily stepped off the train, she smiled and waved at her two best friends as they found their parents and walked off. Ro would be going back to her hometown, Hong Kong, for her summer and she had promised to owl Lily all about it. Kirst, when asked what she was going to do, just grinned and closed her mouth, refusing to say. As Lily waved her goodbye, she thought she might have seen Kirst hiding a mischievous grin before walking off with her parents.

Lily shook her head at the foolishness of her friends and looked around for her parents. She squinted, thinking that she saw a flash of brown that could signify her parents. Suddenly, the crowd parted and she saw her parents looking around in a similar fashion for their daughter. A smile beaming on her face, Lily made a move to go over to her parents when she ended up crashing into someone.

"Watch where you're going," a voice sneered as she stepped back. She looked up and saw the last person she wanted to see.

"Snape," she spat. "You should watch where you're going, you pompous brat. Didn't your mother ever teach you how to cross the road? You're supposed to look both left and right." Snape's eyes narrowed and Lily mentally slapped herself.

We're not even crossing a road! Lily thought, watching Snape's movements carefully. Nice to know I'm that dimwitted.

"Leave my mother out of this," Snape said, deadly calm. Then suddenly, he had his wand out and was looking at me with a malicious look upon his face.

And before Lily could do anything, a large blue bubble had surrounded her that sparkled with magic. Then in front of her, the bubble was sliced open – one slash from right to left downwards, one from left to right downwards, and one right across.

Lily paled. She knew that if that bubble hadn't magically appeared out of nowhere, she would have been the one sliced open.

The bubble dissipated into the air, and loud, angry footsteps came walking in Lily's direction. She turned to see who her savior was, and was shocked to see James Potter standing by her side, looking at Snape with the most dangerous look she had seen from him yet.

"You," he said furiously, taking a step towards Snape. "How dare you use a spell like that, especially in a public place? Just because you know our secret and we know yours will not prevent me from telling the headmaster what injuries you could have inflicted on Evans have I not stopped you in time!"

Snape stared at James with his beady, black eyes steadily, with no sign of emotion, before silently turning and walking away.

James' fists curled. Just as he was about to go after Snape, Sirius and Remus grabbed hold of his arms, preventing him from moving.

"Let go, Sirius! Did you see what he was about to do to Evans? If I hadn't been keeping an eye on her, she would have been sliced in half!"

"James," Sirius said firmly. "Leave Snape and take care of the girl now, for chrissakes! She's trembling like a leaf!"

Indeed, Lily was still standing in the same spot she had been in before. Her fiery red hair was in large comparison to her white face and she struggled to keep her balance.

James eyes widened and rushed over to her.

"Are you alright?" he asked, worried eyes scanning over her face. Lily's eyes looked up into his face.

"Yes," she said, her voice rather far away. "I'm alright."

And then the ground came rushing up towards her, and she faded into darkness.

(A/N: Whoohoo! Finally! I can go back to dancing with my pet iguanas!

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