My second fic, I took down the first one... starting on a more mature foot
this time! (my feet are mature???)
Thank you Bunni chan because you are my friend no matter what ^_^
So here it goes.
This story is alot different than my first so if you liked my first, you may not like this one...
Disclaimer: JKR owns HP characters -.- well duh.
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"Lily! Petunia! Cold you both come down to the living room?" Mrs and Mr Evans called their daughters into the room they were seated at. It was furnished with large fluffy sofas that seemed to suck in anyone who dared sit down in one of them,an old moth-eaten chair that Mr Evans had claimed his own since before anyone could remember, and a dusty fireplace that the Evans never used.
Hm? what is it?" a bony, lanky, and well, kind of ugly 11 year old asked her parents. Her name was Petunia Evans.
"Yea, why are we in here?" A fifteen year old Lily Evans asked her parents. Even though she knew nothing was ther, she looked around the room expectantly. She was an average height, but far above average as looks go. She had a very filled out figure and firey red hair that fell to her shoulders carelessly. She had emerald green eyes that seemed filled with emotion, no matter what she was doing.
"The Potters are coming over for dinner on Friday, just thought you would like to know. That's all." Mr Evans said simply
'WHAT??? WHO DID YOU SAY? POTTER?!?!" Lily shrieked, too shocked to thnk about what she was saying.
"Oh Lily! You don't know the Potters do you? Well, we did meet them while you were at Hogwarts...now that I think about it, their son was at school out of town also... but besides that, your father and Mr Potter met at work and...well we all became friends." Mrs Evans said happily
"Wha- wha-" Lily stammered. James Potter? The jerk who pranked her friends and her all the time? The boy who seeme to despise her above all others? The stupid, fucking idiot... she had fell for in her fourth year...
"Well, Petunia also met them while you were at hogwarts." Petunia scowled at that last remark.
"Oh... sorry for yelling..."
This was a mess.
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"Oh God, what the hell am I going to do? I'm in deep crap now..." Lily thought to herself when she had gone up to her bedroom. You could have mistaken it for a toy store. Almost every inch of her room was covered in some sort of fuzzy material or a stuffed animal.
"James Potter in my house? Who knows what he'll do?"Lily got the unpleasent mental image of him bombarrding her room with dung bombs.
"Ugh, I never thought my parents could sink this low." Lily said before plopping onto her bed, but she immediately stood up again. A muffled shriek had come from her bed.
"Oh! I'm sorry Yuki!" She said, picking up a snowy white owl gingerly and stroking its feathers lovingly.
She noticed a note attatched to its leg.
"Ah! How come you didn't tell me I had mail today? It's probably from Liz... but you still should have told me!" Lily said, opening the letter.
But it wasn't from Liz. It wasn't from anyone she wanted to even think about then.
It was from James Potter.
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end chapter 1
Yumiko: time for translations! Yippe!
Yuki (Yoo-kee)means snow in japanese. Snowy owl? Get it? eh? -^^- I know, I'm a genious!
Read and review!
I'm sure you were all expecting the note to be from James... am I that obvious? Well, I'll try to be a bit less predictable in coming chapters, Read and Review if you want me to continue. K? Love you all!
~Yumiko
Thank you Bunni chan because you are my friend no matter what ^_^
So here it goes.
This story is alot different than my first so if you liked my first, you may not like this one...
Disclaimer: JKR owns HP characters -.- well duh.
----------------
"Lily! Petunia! Cold you both come down to the living room?" Mrs and Mr Evans called their daughters into the room they were seated at. It was furnished with large fluffy sofas that seemed to suck in anyone who dared sit down in one of them,an old moth-eaten chair that Mr Evans had claimed his own since before anyone could remember, and a dusty fireplace that the Evans never used.
Hm? what is it?" a bony, lanky, and well, kind of ugly 11 year old asked her parents. Her name was Petunia Evans.
"Yea, why are we in here?" A fifteen year old Lily Evans asked her parents. Even though she knew nothing was ther, she looked around the room expectantly. She was an average height, but far above average as looks go. She had a very filled out figure and firey red hair that fell to her shoulders carelessly. She had emerald green eyes that seemed filled with emotion, no matter what she was doing.
"The Potters are coming over for dinner on Friday, just thought you would like to know. That's all." Mr Evans said simply
'WHAT??? WHO DID YOU SAY? POTTER?!?!" Lily shrieked, too shocked to thnk about what she was saying.
"Oh Lily! You don't know the Potters do you? Well, we did meet them while you were at Hogwarts...now that I think about it, their son was at school out of town also... but besides that, your father and Mr Potter met at work and...well we all became friends." Mrs Evans said happily
"Wha- wha-" Lily stammered. James Potter? The jerk who pranked her friends and her all the time? The boy who seeme to despise her above all others? The stupid, fucking idiot... she had fell for in her fourth year...
"Well, Petunia also met them while you were at hogwarts." Petunia scowled at that last remark.
"Oh... sorry for yelling..."
This was a mess.
* * *
"Oh God, what the hell am I going to do? I'm in deep crap now..." Lily thought to herself when she had gone up to her bedroom. You could have mistaken it for a toy store. Almost every inch of her room was covered in some sort of fuzzy material or a stuffed animal.
"James Potter in my house? Who knows what he'll do?"Lily got the unpleasent mental image of him bombarrding her room with dung bombs.
"Ugh, I never thought my parents could sink this low." Lily said before plopping onto her bed, but she immediately stood up again. A muffled shriek had come from her bed.
"Oh! I'm sorry Yuki!" She said, picking up a snowy white owl gingerly and stroking its feathers lovingly.
She noticed a note attatched to its leg.
"Ah! How come you didn't tell me I had mail today? It's probably from Liz... but you still should have told me!" Lily said, opening the letter.
But it wasn't from Liz. It wasn't from anyone she wanted to even think about then.
It was from James Potter.
* * *
end chapter 1
Yumiko: time for translations! Yippe!
Yuki (Yoo-kee)means snow in japanese. Snowy owl? Get it? eh? -^^- I know, I'm a genious!
Read and review!
I'm sure you were all expecting the note to be from James... am I that obvious? Well, I'll try to be a bit less predictable in coming chapters, Read and Review if you want me to continue. K? Love you all!
~Yumiko