(A/N: This story is not really going to be mushy or dramatic, so if that's
what you came for, don't read this. This story is more of a easy-going
type. Also, I'm not going to pester you to READ AND REVIEW! If you want to,
you read. If you want to, you review. I accept constructive criticism. The
first four or five chapters aren't so interesting, but bear with me! Thanks
for reading! Enjoy!)
(A/N: Plus, I know that Sirius' eyes are gray, but since blue just fits his character in this story.)
Disclaimer: Everything that you recognize belongs to J.K. Rowling or somebody else. Anything that you don't recognize belongs to ME!
P.E. Summary: This is just a story how my friends and I pictured Lily and James' life. It's got a bit of everything. The beginning is a bit (no, seriously!) boring but I realized that so I made it more interesting in Ch. 7. Just bear with me.
Chapter One: Lily Evans James leaned over a bowl of some silvery substance...and he was going down...down...down...
Lily Evans was a perfectly normal girl. She had a-little-longer-than- shoulder-length wavy auburn hair and brilliant green eyes. She had a perfectly normal sister, Petunia, who was two years older than her. They were pretty much alike, except Petunia had blonde hair and a hard-to-figure- out color for her eyes and a horsy sort of face. They were the best of friends, but they couldn't be anymore different from each other. Lily was quiet, and Petunia was loud
One day, on Lily's tenth birthday, May 17th, a mail arrived for Lily, and Petunia, as usual, was sent to get the mail. She saw the mail addressed to Lily and kept it with her, and not showing Lily, for a reason unknown. When Lily was out at school one day (Petunia was 'home sick') Petunia carefully looked at it and saw the stamp: "Hogwarts."
"Now, what the heck is this supposed to mean?" Petunia whispered to herself.
One day, at breakfast, Petunia got out the letter and showed it to her parents.
"It's for Lily," she said simply.
Mrs. Evans opened it up with Lily watching with interest.
"What is it mum?" asked Lily.
Mrs. Evans gasped. "I never thought—no one in our entire family has ever been—what?—I can't—I—wow!—My own daughter!—"
"What is it mum?" repeated Lily impatiently.
"Oh, Lily, darling, deary, this is what the letter says. Miss Lily Evans, you are excepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
Mr. Evans leaned forward. "Is this some sort of sick joke?"
Mrs. Evans looked at him like he was dripping in some sort of mucus. "Of course it's true! Do you remember the time when Lily turned the chocolate cake into apple pie because she doesn't like chocolate? It was magic!"
"Just throw the letter away Mum, it obviously is a joke," said Petunia. Everyone ignored her.
Lily, Petunia, and Mr. Evans stared at Mrs. Evans, hardly daring to believe it. "Does this mean, um, what I, er, think it means?" choked Lily. "Am I a—a—a witch?"
"Yes dear!" sang Mrs. Evans. "Here, let me read the rest—Term begins September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 31st. Oh, that's today! And what does it mean 'we await your owl?'"
Suddenly, an owl flew in through the window. Lily caught the letter it was holding and read it out loud.
"Dear Miss Lily Evans, my name is Mrs. Potter and I was told by the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Albus Dumbledore, that you are a witch. Congratulations! Anyway, I am sending this to you because I am going to be your new neighbor! My son, James, is going to start Hogwarts too and he comes from a family of witches and wizards so he knows all about this, and I thought that I could help your family out with all the books and supplies you'll need. We're moving in today so you can just come visit around noon if you have any questions. Signed, the Potter family. Mum, can I go visit the Potters?"
Mrs. Evans had a smile on her face. "Yes, maybe later," she croaked.
Petunia was jealous. Lily already got so much attention from Mum and now she has to go and become a witch. But Petunia and Lily were sisters. How come Petunia didn't get a letter? Life was so unfair, especially if your sister was a witch.
Lily was ecstatic. Finally she could leave her mum's annoying ways and make new friends at this school "for witchcraft and wizardry." How cool is that? She heard the clock ring one o' clock. She leaped up and went to go see the Potters with her mum.
Lily made her way to the Potters' front door and rang the bell. A young boy about her age with messy black hair and wonderful chocolate brown eyes opened the door.
"Hi," he said. "You must be Lily. I'm James."
"Come in Lily and Mrs. Evans!" shouted a voice from somewhere off in the house. "We were just about to send the owl for you saying that you'd be coming to Hogwarts. No actually, I just did send the owl. Don't worry about it any more! Now we're going to go pick up the school stuff at Diagon Alley."
"That's my mum," explained James, gesturing to somewhere inside the house.
"Let's go," said Lily's mum.
Mrs. Potter led everyone to the fireplace. She scooped out a handful of some dust and explained, "This is Floo Powder. We use it to travel. Mrs. Evans, I'm afraid that you cannot travel by Floo Powder because Muggles are not able to. They'll get burnt if they try."
"What're Muggles?" asked Lily.
"They're people who aren't magical," explained James.
"Oh," said Mrs. Evans with a sad smile on her face. "I suppose you'll take great care of Lily. Anyway, I have to go see to Petunia. She's feeling a bit sad that you're leaving, Lily. Bye dear!"
With that, she left.
"How do you use Floo Powder?" asked Lily.
"You step into the fireplace and drop the powder and say where you want to go and it'll take you there," said James. "Don't Forget to speak clearly. I'll show you—"
"No, James, take Lily with you." Interjected Mrs. Potter.
"I—okay."
James stepped into the grate and Lily followed him. He held his arm around her and threw some powder. "Diagon Alley!" he yelled.
Suddenly the fireplace disappears from James' view and is replaced with a new memory.
(A/N: Ok, if you didn't get it, James is looking at all of this thru Lily's pensieve. I have over twenty chapters of this story done already and I'll put a new one on every week. Tomorrow, I'll just give you chapter two. I'm not going to force you to review, but it would be nice...)
(A/N: Plus, I know that Sirius' eyes are gray, but since blue just fits his character in this story.)
Disclaimer: Everything that you recognize belongs to J.K. Rowling or somebody else. Anything that you don't recognize belongs to ME!
P.E. Summary: This is just a story how my friends and I pictured Lily and James' life. It's got a bit of everything. The beginning is a bit (no, seriously!) boring but I realized that so I made it more interesting in Ch. 7. Just bear with me.
Chapter One: Lily Evans James leaned over a bowl of some silvery substance...and he was going down...down...down...
Lily Evans was a perfectly normal girl. She had a-little-longer-than- shoulder-length wavy auburn hair and brilliant green eyes. She had a perfectly normal sister, Petunia, who was two years older than her. They were pretty much alike, except Petunia had blonde hair and a hard-to-figure- out color for her eyes and a horsy sort of face. They were the best of friends, but they couldn't be anymore different from each other. Lily was quiet, and Petunia was loud
One day, on Lily's tenth birthday, May 17th, a mail arrived for Lily, and Petunia, as usual, was sent to get the mail. She saw the mail addressed to Lily and kept it with her, and not showing Lily, for a reason unknown. When Lily was out at school one day (Petunia was 'home sick') Petunia carefully looked at it and saw the stamp: "Hogwarts."
"Now, what the heck is this supposed to mean?" Petunia whispered to herself.
One day, at breakfast, Petunia got out the letter and showed it to her parents.
"It's for Lily," she said simply.
Mrs. Evans opened it up with Lily watching with interest.
"What is it mum?" asked Lily.
Mrs. Evans gasped. "I never thought—no one in our entire family has ever been—what?—I can't—I—wow!—My own daughter!—"
"What is it mum?" repeated Lily impatiently.
"Oh, Lily, darling, deary, this is what the letter says. Miss Lily Evans, you are excepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
Mr. Evans leaned forward. "Is this some sort of sick joke?"
Mrs. Evans looked at him like he was dripping in some sort of mucus. "Of course it's true! Do you remember the time when Lily turned the chocolate cake into apple pie because she doesn't like chocolate? It was magic!"
"Just throw the letter away Mum, it obviously is a joke," said Petunia. Everyone ignored her.
Lily, Petunia, and Mr. Evans stared at Mrs. Evans, hardly daring to believe it. "Does this mean, um, what I, er, think it means?" choked Lily. "Am I a—a—a witch?"
"Yes dear!" sang Mrs. Evans. "Here, let me read the rest—Term begins September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 31st. Oh, that's today! And what does it mean 'we await your owl?'"
Suddenly, an owl flew in through the window. Lily caught the letter it was holding and read it out loud.
"Dear Miss Lily Evans, my name is Mrs. Potter and I was told by the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Albus Dumbledore, that you are a witch. Congratulations! Anyway, I am sending this to you because I am going to be your new neighbor! My son, James, is going to start Hogwarts too and he comes from a family of witches and wizards so he knows all about this, and I thought that I could help your family out with all the books and supplies you'll need. We're moving in today so you can just come visit around noon if you have any questions. Signed, the Potter family. Mum, can I go visit the Potters?"
Mrs. Evans had a smile on her face. "Yes, maybe later," she croaked.
Petunia was jealous. Lily already got so much attention from Mum and now she has to go and become a witch. But Petunia and Lily were sisters. How come Petunia didn't get a letter? Life was so unfair, especially if your sister was a witch.
Lily was ecstatic. Finally she could leave her mum's annoying ways and make new friends at this school "for witchcraft and wizardry." How cool is that? She heard the clock ring one o' clock. She leaped up and went to go see the Potters with her mum.
Lily made her way to the Potters' front door and rang the bell. A young boy about her age with messy black hair and wonderful chocolate brown eyes opened the door.
"Hi," he said. "You must be Lily. I'm James."
"Come in Lily and Mrs. Evans!" shouted a voice from somewhere off in the house. "We were just about to send the owl for you saying that you'd be coming to Hogwarts. No actually, I just did send the owl. Don't worry about it any more! Now we're going to go pick up the school stuff at Diagon Alley."
"That's my mum," explained James, gesturing to somewhere inside the house.
"Let's go," said Lily's mum.
Mrs. Potter led everyone to the fireplace. She scooped out a handful of some dust and explained, "This is Floo Powder. We use it to travel. Mrs. Evans, I'm afraid that you cannot travel by Floo Powder because Muggles are not able to. They'll get burnt if they try."
"What're Muggles?" asked Lily.
"They're people who aren't magical," explained James.
"Oh," said Mrs. Evans with a sad smile on her face. "I suppose you'll take great care of Lily. Anyway, I have to go see to Petunia. She's feeling a bit sad that you're leaving, Lily. Bye dear!"
With that, she left.
"How do you use Floo Powder?" asked Lily.
"You step into the fireplace and drop the powder and say where you want to go and it'll take you there," said James. "Don't Forget to speak clearly. I'll show you—"
"No, James, take Lily with you." Interjected Mrs. Potter.
"I—okay."
James stepped into the grate and Lily followed him. He held his arm around her and threw some powder. "Diagon Alley!" he yelled.
Suddenly the fireplace disappears from James' view and is replaced with a new memory.
(A/N: Ok, if you didn't get it, James is looking at all of this thru Lily's pensieve. I have over twenty chapters of this story done already and I'll put a new one on every week. Tomorrow, I'll just give you chapter two. I'm not going to force you to review, but it would be nice...)