Every story has a beginning, and when I recieved my Hogwarts letter, that was the first day of the rest of my life.
"What's Hogwarts?" Lily asked curiously as she opened her letter. Her best friend, Erica, stood nearby, eyes opened wide.
"I'm a witch?" Lily asked, "This is crazy. There's no such thing"
"Umm…there's something that I need to tell you…" Erica said.
"What?"
"I'm a witch too. And Hogwarts is the best school for training witches and wizards."
"And why didn't you tell me this?"
"Because I was sworn never to tell you until you got your letter."
Erica told me more that day than I would have thought possible. She was my best friend since preschool, and we shared many childhood memories together. However, as a witch befriending a Muggle, she had to take precautions never to let on her true identity. This changed the day my Hogwarts letter came.
It was as if somebody pushed the fast-forward button on my life since then. I've been going to Hogwarts ever since, with not only Erica, but three more good friends: Diana, Jessica, and Carrie. School was interesting and fun, and I had so much fun learning about this hidden world that I never knew. After all, instead of doing hours of pointless Algebra homework, I got to race peapods across my desk to study. But when I got into my fifth year, my life took an upturn, and someone decided to let go of fast forward and let me live a little. The O.W.L.S scared me to no end. There was a definate strain on all the students as we realised we were not just little kids anymore, and that this was our future. Stress pounded my brain as I studied for O.W.L.S. , and on the last day of the tests...
I stalked off; leaving James called my name, which I ignored. The two show-offs Sirius and James were busy torturing Snivelis. (A daily occurrence by now, I assure you)
"Honestly Jessica, they make me so mad! They show off every free moment they have and expect everyone to bow down and worship the ground they walk on!" I told my best friend Jessica once I had returned to the lake's edge.
"I don't know why you let it bother you so much, yeah, I know they are super show offs, but its not that bad. James really seems to like you," was my friend's reply.
"It bother's me because he thinks he can get anything or anyone he wants! And anyway, he makes it look like that he likes me, but he flirts with all of the girls within this school. Like I said before, the giant squid would make a much better date."
Jessica must have realized that it was totally pointless to argue with me and dropped the topic. She's the calmest of the group, and very good to talk to. Except in the mornings. She has a difficult time waking up.
Now that I think of it, I don't even know why I even bothered to stop him from hexing Snape to begin with; Snape has been calling me Mudblood since the first day of school. You sort of get used to it after a while. Not that it doesn't bother me, it frustrates me to no end. I wish sometimes that people will realise that you cannot help your parentage.
But, then again, I can't stand how James gets the satisfaction of hexing someone whenever he gets bored. He only gets away with it because he's so blatently arrogant. Personally, I hate his whole crew. Stupid Peter Pettigrew, who worships every word and kisses the ground that James and Sirius walks on, James and his stupid bigheaded attitude, Sirius with his arrogant personality, Remus, who is the biggest hypocrite I've ever met, skips class once a month on a regular basis. I don't understand, especially since Remus is a prefect, he still allows Sirius and James to get away with everything.
After about ten whole minutes of venting under my breath, I finally calmed down, only because James landed detention when Professor McGonagall caught James hexing Snape. He wouldn't get in so much trouble if he would just GROW UP!
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My friend Jessica and I had our Transfiguration O.W.L. exam next, along with Diana, Carrie, and Erica, my other friends. They sort of agree with me on most things, and our anger towards James's group is but one similarity. We walked into the Great Hall, where the great tables were replaced by desks, making the room seem smaller and less grandous than it actually was.
I saw the only empty seat was between Erica and James. Why, of all the people in 5th year, why did I have to spend and eighty minute exam sitting next to James Potter? I ignored his stupid pleas for conversation and hissed at Erica.
"Why is HE sitting here? You know how much I hate him!" I asked her.
"I'm sorry Lily, I can't stop him from sitting down, and anyway, its no big deal, its not like you have to marry him, just ignore him and everything will be fine." She replied.
"Easy for you to say, you don't have to listen to him, do you?" I hissed angrily.
Erica rolled her eyes and started to play with here quill. I think sometimes that Erica is the wisest of us all. As her best friend, I may be slightly prejudiced though. She's the athlete, smart, Captain of the Quidditch team, and very sweet and witty. I felt really guilty about blaming my friends, but they understand that sometimes I just need to vent.
As long as he didn't try to flirt with me, it was easy to pretend there was an empty seat next to mine. When I was done with my exam, I glanced over at James (forgetting that I had an "empty" seat next to me) and he was doodling on the corner of a spare piece of parchment, decorating the initials L.E.. (Wonder what that could stand for?) Why can't he have a crush on someone else? He continued to shade in the letters. To distract myself, I mentally went over the exam. It was pretty easy, nothing unexpected, although I knew that Transfiguration would never be my forte. I was always best at Charms. After the exam was over and out parchments were collected, I walked quickly to the Gryffingdor common room.
Owe it to fate, which loves to torture me, James followed.
"Evans! Come on, why won't you talk to me?" asked James.
"WHY! I'm sick of you…how much does it take to get it through your thick skull that I hate your guts!"
"Come on, go out with me, I won't bite." He said with that stupid lopsided grin of his.
I couldn't help what I said next, but I am very sure I will never regret it.
"You think that you are Gods gift to the world, and you think that by removing a hex from Snape is a condition for me to go out with you? Oh, and defending me from his calling me a Mudblood is supposed to make me like you? For your information, I have been listening to Snape call me Mudblood since I was in first year, and the only time you ever said anything was when you wanted me to go out with you. So, why don't you just leave me alone, I assure you that I am not interested in self-centered pigs!"
"When will you go out with me? What do I have to do?" he asked, ruffling his hair.
What a waste of my breath.
"I will never go out with someone with an over inflated head and who hexes people who crosses their path."
I stomped upstairs to the girls dormitories, and suppressed a giggle (with much difficulty) as I watched James get about halfway up the stairs when they turned into a slide and James lost his balance and slid all the way down to the common room, where he was laughed at by the rest of the Gryffindors. I know I will thank the founders of the school immensely whenever I see that happen. Then, to my dismay, he yelled out to me,
"Don't worry; someday you will go out with me Lily!"
"I assure you I will, only after someone either puts me under the Imperious curse or hits me so hard on the head that I become delirious!"
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Hello everyone! Now, I've been wanting to do this for a long time, revisit the story and fix my stupid mistakes. After reading the 6th book, I realise how much some of my stuff (as far as lessons in 6th year) was actually plausible. Wandless magic? I thought I was really going out on a limb there, but it turns out, I was pretty accurate. I just want to make this story flow nicely with the books. Till next time!
-Hotaruangel
