A/N: Well, This is the first story I ever wrote. It just needed serious editing, so I didn't post it first.
Disclaimers and all that Unessesary stuff: Why do they even make us write these things? Everyone knows that J.K. Rowling wrote Harry Potter and will forever own the charachters. So there you go. I said it. Now I can stop this nonsense and get on with the real story. LoL
Chapter One: Letters
Lily Evans was lying in bed in her pajamas staring into space wondering when the painters would come to finish painting her room green and purple so she could put her room back in order. There were overturned chairs on her desk and books and posters in her bath. Her owl, Achilles, swooped in through the window, carrying two letters. Achilles was a tawny owl, swift, quick, and altogether reliable. She watched him go to his cage, get some water, and look at her as if to say, you need to clean out my cage.
Grinning, she reached for the letters. Both letters were addressed to Lily Evans, 34 Flower Lane, top floor, second bedroom on the left. The first letter was from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry telling her the books and equipment that was needed for seventh years.
She opened the second letter and a red-gold something fell out and disappeared underneath her purple and green covers. She dived under, found it, and held it up to the light so she could see what it was. It was a head girl badge. Mystified, Lily turned to the letter. It read:
Dear Miss Evans,
It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted as this year's Head Girl. You and Mr. Potter will be working together—
Lily stopped smiling immediately. James Potter? That arrogant bastard? The immature prat she knew and hated. Hold on a sec. They had to be joking! What the heck was Dumbledore on? Floo Powder? Lily continued:
all year (ALL YEAR? Lily groaned under her breath- that was something she really didn't need) to plan the school dances, trips to Hogsmeade, patrol the halls, check on the prefects, and organize the Yule Ball and other school balls. Below are the passwords and instructions to be given to the prefects…
Gryffindor: shooting star
Ravenclaw: gillyweed
Hufflepuff: sugar quills
Slytherin: snake skin
All prefects are to patrol the halls once a week between 9:00 and 10:00 P.M., so have them sign up for a time that is good for them at the prefect meeting in the Head Car on board the Hogwarts Express. What ever nights no one is patrolling, you and Mr. Potter will patrol.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock
Lily fell back onto her pillow. Being alone in the halls with Potter between nine and ten? Knowing him, he would probably try to make out or something… She was going to have a terrible year that was for sure… She hated him… he was so immature, selfish, and arrogant! "Arghhhh!" She yelled aloud, "Why does it always have to be me?"
James Potter was sound asleep in his bed, dreaming about Lily's beautiful red hair. That is, he was, until Sirius decided to dump ice cold water on him.
"What the bloody hell was that for, mate?" James swore, dripping. "I having a dream about her, and she was actually being nice to me!"
"Ugh" said Sirius, wrinkling his nose in disgust.
"Padfoot, you should be used to it by now" said Remus. "He's liked her for five years now"
"Whoaa" said Peter. "I had no clue"
"Where have you been, Wormtail?" Remus questioned
"Boys! Breakfast time! And then we have to go to Diagon alley to get your new books and school stuff!" yelled James' mother, a plump, motherly woman who had taken all four boys called "the Marauders" under her wing. Peter and Remus were staying at James house so they could go to Diagon Alley together. (Sirius had run away from home the previous year, now lived at Godric's Hollow with James.)
"Coming Mum" all four boys chanted, and raced down the stairs seeing who could get there first.
At breakfast, Mrs. Potter gave them their Hogwarts Letters.
"Here's yours, Sirius. And yours Remus. Here you go Peter" Helen Potter said while handing out the letters. However, she was left with two more, both addressed to Mr. James Harold Potter. "Here you go James" she said. "I guess they made a mistake and sent you two"
But James was not listening. He had opened the first letter and was staring in shock at its contents: a letter and a shiny new HEAD BOY badge.
Mutely, he passed the badge to Sirius who fell off his chair laughing. In shock, he read the letter:
Dear Mr. Potter,
It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted as this year's Head Boy you and Miss Evans will be working together all year (James grinned) to plan the school dances, trips to Hogsmeade, patrol the halls, check on the prefects, and organize the Yule Ball and other school balls. Below are the passwords and instructions to be given to the prefects…
Gryffindor: shooting star
Ravenclaw: gillyweed
Hufflepuff: sugar quills
Slytherin: snake skin
All prefects are to patrol the halls once a week between 9:00 and 10:00 P.M., so have them sign up for a time that is good for them at the prefect meeting in the Head Car on board the Hogwarts Express. What ever nights no one is patrolling, you and Miss Evans will patrol.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock
James slowly smiled. Being in the halls with alone with Lily for an hour! This would be the perfect chance to get to know Lily better. Maybe she would get over her convictions that he was an arrogant, bullying toe-rag, as she had informed him in his fifth year.
He looked up to see Sirius rolling on the floor laughing and clutching his stomach. Man, Padfoot is such a jerk sometimes, he thought, and went to go get ready for the trip to Diagon Alley.
A/N: Like it? Please tell me what you think in a review!
Ta ta for now,
magewhisperer