Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Okay, So this is She Had Me At Hello. A story that I've been working on for a couple of months now. I wanted to get all of the characters hammered out before I posted this. There were a lot of kinks, and I simply had to unkink them.
Therefore, SHMAH is a TALE OF THE MARAUDERS. [I've always loved the Marauders.] And, it's told in Six different points of view—some parts will feature more. Snape shows up a time or two, and another character will as well. I'm covering from their sixth year to the time of death. (And actually, I'm going to go a little bit past Lily and James' death in a really cool way.) Well—the sixth year really focuses on Love and growing up with very few bits of actual Voldemort. Then, the seventh year, well that will be different.
With it—I'm explaining in depth why Sirius was never married—I mean, he is good looking, after all. As well as explaining so much of Remus' hesitation and withdrawal from being with Tonks. I am also going to show how Lily stopped thinking that James was just an arrogant, bullying toerag!
I've created two characters for this. Lydia Williams and Valerie Russell.
This is the part I want everyone to read: I don't care too much bout the rest. I've researched using all seven Harry Potter books, all of the interviews with JK I can find, etc. I'm also a HUGE seventies fan. I'm making this as realistic as I possibly can. One thing I found out—The weird sisters weren't around for this, guys. The lute player was born in 1974, and I hardly think that he was in a band at the age of two.
THE SONGS THAT THE PARTS ARE NAMED AFTER ARE NOT RANDOM. THEY ARE CHOSEN FOR SPECIFIC REASONS (most actually, I spend a lot of time on) AND CONNECT TO THE PLOT.
This is "Happy Birthday" –the Beatles
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Sirius Black, October 18th 1970.
"Master Sirius must wake. Misses ordered us to come wake you up. It's your birthday, Young master! It's your eleventh birthday." Kreacher stood next to my bed, poking my forehead.
"Stop it." I groaned. "I'll get up when I feel like it." I didn't want to wake up now. I needed my beauty sleep, Hadn't mother always said that the key to looking beautiful was getting enough sleep? Well I needed that.
Not that I wasn't beautiful...or...uh...Handsome.
"Master must get up." Kreacher persisted. "It's time to wake."
I grew sick of the little elf's demands, so I sat up. "I'm getting dressed, Leave." Kreacher, the foul bugger, turned and left my room noiselessly. I got up and got dressed, then headed downstairs. In my usual seat sat a letter. It was addressed in red ink, and the back bore the Hogwarts crest.
"It's your letter." Regulas exclaimed.
"Well spotted." I rolled my eyes, and laid the envelope next to my plate. Did he really not think it would come? I could read it later.
Remus Lupin, December 2nd 1970.
"Remus, could you let the owl in?" My mother asked as she watched a knife chop up potatoes for lunch. "Please?"
"Okay, Mum." I walked over to the window, unhooking it the snow burst in, I didn't recognize this owl. It was a black owl, ours was brown. I took the letter off its foot, and it flew off in a hurry.
"What is it, Sweetie?"
I looked at the envelope in my hands, flipping it over to make sure the crest was there and it was real. "It's my Hogwarts letter!" I exclaimed. "I didn't think it would come!"
Lily Evans, January 30th 1971.
Today was the day.
My eleventh birthday. Mummy and Daddy were letting me do whatever I wanted to today, except for that...
Doing that made My sister furious. She always got jealous of me, I didn't understand why either. Me and Tuney had always been close. We were as alike in personality as we were in looks.
She had my same fair skin, but instead of deep red hair, she had blonde. Instead of Almond shaped green eyes, she had round brown eyes. I was more patient that she was, and a little quieter. But not much.
"Come on, Lily, We're leaving in a little bit to pick up Sev. Wake your sister up and Hurry down for breakfast." I heard my mother call.
"Okay, Mummy." I answered. I stopped, picking up a piece of paper on my floor, It rested in my palm and I made it crumple and uncrumple, giggling silently as I walked into Tuney's room. "Come on Sis! Wake up! We're leaving soon!"
"Get out, Lil!"
"Okay, Okay!" I urged, backing out of the door. I should probably get dressed now...I don't want to upset Mummy. I went back into my room, picking out a deep emerald turtleneck sweater and my favorite pair of jeans. I got dressed hurriedly, then grabbed a hairbrush and my favorite silver butterfly clip before running to my mother. "Mummy, will you put my hair half up?" I asked, smiling.
"Of course, sweetie. Give me a moment." She flipped a pancake, and then sat the spatula on the counter. "Come here, Darling." I walked to her, handing her the brush and clip. She brushed through my naturally wavy hair and pinned it half back like I had asked.
Before too long, although it seemed like weeks, we were arriving in spinner's end to pick up Sev, my best friend, Next to Tuney of course.
"So what do you want to do today, Lil?" My father asked from the front seat of our car. I bantered off a list of things perfectly acceptable...
At about four, we got back home. Sev was with us, we were going to eat cake and ice cream. But someone waited for us...
There was a funny looking man on the step.
"I told you he'd come, Lil." Sev whispered to me. "He's from Hogwarts!"
"How can you tell?" He looked like a regular man to me. Nothing special. Although dressed oddly...
"He's wearing a cloak. Like a wizarding cloak. I think that's Albus Dumbledore! He defeated Grindelwald." Grindelwald?
"Good Evening Mister and Misses Evans. I'm Albus Dumbledore, professor at Hogwarts school. May I come in?" My parents oddly look taken to him.
"Hogwarts? Is that the school you've been talking about Lily?" I nodded. "Oh, Come in Mr. Dumbledore, Sir."
We all sat in the living room, teacups placed before us. "I have something that may come as a shock to you. Lily is a witch." Tuney stormed out of the room, "And we like her to come to Hogwarts, School of witchcraft and wizardry for further training.
James Potter, March 27th 1971.
"James?" I heard Dad calling. I focused into turning on my broomstick. "James?" he called again.
"What?" I asked, annoyed. This was my flying time! The weather was great. And I had to try out my new broomstick. It was sad though that I couldn't take it to Hogwarts with me.
"Your letter has just arrived!"
"MY HOGWARTS LETTER?" I screamed, skidding to a halt and racing inside, my broomstick towed under my arm.
"The very one indeed." He handed me a parchment envelope, and I ran my fingers over the seal. It was real!
Lydia Williams, April 10th 1971.
"Hey Lydia!" Luke called, "I'm playing this song for you." He sat a vinyl on the turntable, and after a few seconds, the vinyl was popping as riffs began coming out of the speakers.
"They say its your birthday!" The Beatles sang from my living room. How did they expect me to be happy on a day like today? It's been one year since the Beatles broke up...one year to the day.
The Beatles were not just some boy band, as my father says, they were...they were going to influence the world, he could just wait and see.
I heard a knock on the door.
"Lydia, Get the door!" My Mom screamed.
"Make Luke!" I hollered back.
"Lydia, go get the door!" She argued.
"Fine!" I pouted, walking down the hallway to our front door.
"Hello Lydia, I'm Albus Dumbledore." The man on the porch had a long beard, and little glasses. He smiled at me, before continuing, "May I speak to your parents?"
"MOM!"
"I'm coming," She emerged seconds later covered in fabric pieces and loose threads, "Hi, I'm Karmen Williams. How may I help you?"
"I'm here to talk about Lydia. And to bring this letter." He pulled something out of his cloak, which I noticed to be a yellowed envelope. "May I come in?" She smiled.
"Certainly."
We all went back to living room. "Have you noticed your daughter doing strange things?" He asked curiously.
Luke leaned in the doorway, "Yeah, She blew up the tea kettle a couple of days ago because Mom threw out her nasty dirty converse."
"Well, I can explain everything. She's a witch."
"Oh, So nothing really is wrong with her afterall? She's just weird." Luke laughed.
"We have a secret society of wizards." What.... "We have schools. We'd like her to come to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, we can help her with her gifts."
Severus Snape, May 3rd 1971.
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND, EILEEN, WHY ISN'T DINNER READY?"
"STOP ORDERING ME AROUND!" I heard the shuffling of feet over raised voices. I scrunched up in my room, not wanting to move. The footsteps got closer, and then my door swung open. "This came for you, Sev." She whispered tossing the envelope at me before quietly closing my door.
"WHERE ARE YOU WOMAN!? WHY AREN'T YOU IN THE DAMN KITCHEN?"
I closed my eyes and took a deep, shaky breath. I looked at the envelope, in red lettering, it read:
Severus Snape
Spinners End
The littlest bedroom in the back
Leeds, England
I flipped it over, excitedly. There on the back was the wax seal, peering closely at it, I saw the Hogwarts crest. I just had to make it to September the First. Then I would get to leave here, and spend the year away from them. Lily would be there too.
I hope she gets put into Slytherin...
Valerie Russell, July 7th 1971.
"Are you ready to go, Val?" I heard Mum ask from the parlor. "We don't want to be out too late. Let's get going."
I slipped into my sparkly sandals and walked to join my Mum, I got to the front door and opened it, waiting. "I'm waiting for you now." I heard a soft hoot, and something dropped on the doormat. I looked down. "MUMMY! MY LETTER'S COME!!!" I picked it up impatiently, and tore the envelope open. "Dear Miss Russell, We are pleased to inform you that you have been ACCEPTED TO HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY!!!"
"Oh, That's wonderful. I knew it would come though, You're brilliant, Vallie."
I smiled. "Thanks Mum."
She kissed me on top of the head, "Happy Eleventh birthday, Vallie."
