Good Riddance
Lily had just finished packing her trunk for Hogwarts. She slung her bookbag over her shoulder and clenched her train ticket between her teeth as she put her hair up in an untidy ponytail. She tied her sneakers in a rushed manner, remembering to double knot. With one last look at her room, she closed the door behind her.
She took to the stairs, jumping three at a time. Her parents were at the bottom.
She flew into their arms, giving them a big hug.
"Love you guys," she said.
"Love you too, now hurry up or you'll be late." said her dad, handing Lily her wand.
"Whoops. That thing has a mind of it's own. I wonder wh-"
"Laundry room." said her mother.
"Right. Well, see you!"she said, grabbing her broom.
With a few well said words, Lily apparated out of the Evans' household and into Platform 9 & Three Quarters.
*
Lily heaved her trunk into one of the many compartments and carefully placed her broom in the overhead compartment.
She was in a very good mood as she tossed on her Hogwarts robes. She rummaged around in her bookbag for a special something.
"Got you." she said, extracting a slightly battered badge with the words 'Head Girl' stamped into it. She brushed off a stray piece of lint and admired it for a few moments.
"You're not the only one who's surprised you got that, you know." came a voice from the compartment door.
"Get lost Potter." she said, pinning the badge onto her robes. She knelt beside her bookbag, looking for her Arithmancy book.
James Potter was still standing outside the door. Lily felt his presence even though she hadn't looked up yet. She stood up, reading the pages intently. She headed for the door, and looked up the tiniest bit to grasp the handle.
She saw a gleaming piece of silver.
"Lovely, isn't it?" he said, placing his hand on the doorway
"Disgusting." she replied. Lily slammed the door on his fingers, laughing at his muffled howls of pain.
*
Lily sat down in her usual seat in the Great Hall, watching the other students slowly file in. Once the Great Hall was full and the sorting had taken place, Dumbledore began his usual speech.
Lily's mind drifted, only catching parts of it. She heard him talk about her and that James being the new Head Boy and Girl. She heard him give out the regular rules to new first years, so on and so forth.
Then he asked all 7th years to stay after the Feast for a special meeting.
Chatter filled the air as the food appeared on tables. Lily picked up her fork and was about to take a bite of a tasty looking meat pie when someone with a bandaged hand sat down beside her. She inched away, giving an audible sigh.
"You think I want to sit here? I just got back from the infirmary, and the rest were taken."
"Aww, what happened to your hand?" she cooed.
"Shut up, you - " he began, but was cut short as the bustle of students leaving the hall caught his attention.
Once the Hall was deserted except for the few 7th years, Dumbledore called for silence.
"Good Evening. I would like to begin by congratulating you, and reassuring you that this will only take a few moments. It has been brought to my attention that the majority of you have a fair amount of spare time on your hands, and aren't exactly making the most of it." At this point, Dumbledore's eyes flashed in the direction of James and Sirius. He continued,"Thus, I have decided to bestow upon you the task of dramatic performance. It will be a project in which all of you will take part in, and the final product will be presented to the rest of the school just before graduation."
A few murmurs came from the students, but it died down quickly after Dumbledore raised his hand for silence.
"I have enlisted the help of a fellow teacher to aid in the direcion of the play, and who has had reputable experience in such an area. Please give your utmost attention to Professor Trelawney."
Lily could hear James' head thump down on the table with a quiet groan, but she pretended not to notice.
Professor Trelawney strode into the middle of the stage as though she wore wings. She gave them a toothy grin and bowed quite low to a few hands clapping. She bowed again, and shook Dumbledore's hand. With a sigh, she finally turned to the waiting 7th years.
"Greetings! The Headmaster and I are pleased to announce the event of a dramatic performance, and I cannot wait to get started on the upcoming work. We shall have a meeting, in which we will decide which play to perform, as well as who would like to do what job. This meeting will take place tomorrow, in my classroom, at 6 p.m. sharp. Thank you all!"
She left the stage bowing and blowing kisses to the fatigued students, and Dumbledore bade them goodnight.
"Great. I bet you all the money in Gringotts that it'll be some kind of romance." commented one of the Slytherins as they hurried past Lily.
"Something dramatic, or completely ridiculous." said someone else.
Personally, Lily liked the idea. She had worked on a play over the summer, and the experience wasn't half bad. She was pondering over which plays they might choose, when someone grabbed her by the arm.
Lily was jerked backwards, but she was able to stay on her feet. She looked up and saw that her upper arm was being held by Professor Trelawney.
"Oh, hello." she said, not sure of what to say at that moment.
"Lily darling, may I have a word?"
Lily nodded and smiled, trying to forget the abnormally long fingernails that were digging into her arm.
"Splendid. Now then, it has been brought to my attention that you have a bit of experience in the dramatic arts. I was wondering if you would care to be my Student Director alongside me? That is, if you do not wish to act a part on stage," she said.
"I'd love to be the Student Director, Proffessor. Thank y-"
"Splendid, Lily. I'll meet you at 5:30, so we can discuss and organize before the rest of the students arrive. I'll see you then!"
She unclamped her hand from Lily's upper arm and walked out of a separate entrance.
Lily realized her mouth was slightly open. She shook her head and rubbed the sore spot on her arm, before leaving for the common room.
Lily had just finished packing her trunk for Hogwarts. She slung her bookbag over her shoulder and clenched her train ticket between her teeth as she put her hair up in an untidy ponytail. She tied her sneakers in a rushed manner, remembering to double knot. With one last look at her room, she closed the door behind her.
She took to the stairs, jumping three at a time. Her parents were at the bottom.
She flew into their arms, giving them a big hug.
"Love you guys," she said.
"Love you too, now hurry up or you'll be late." said her dad, handing Lily her wand.
"Whoops. That thing has a mind of it's own. I wonder wh-"
"Laundry room." said her mother.
"Right. Well, see you!"she said, grabbing her broom.
With a few well said words, Lily apparated out of the Evans' household and into Platform 9 & Three Quarters.
*
Lily heaved her trunk into one of the many compartments and carefully placed her broom in the overhead compartment.
She was in a very good mood as she tossed on her Hogwarts robes. She rummaged around in her bookbag for a special something.
"Got you." she said, extracting a slightly battered badge with the words 'Head Girl' stamped into it. She brushed off a stray piece of lint and admired it for a few moments.
"You're not the only one who's surprised you got that, you know." came a voice from the compartment door.
"Get lost Potter." she said, pinning the badge onto her robes. She knelt beside her bookbag, looking for her Arithmancy book.
James Potter was still standing outside the door. Lily felt his presence even though she hadn't looked up yet. She stood up, reading the pages intently. She headed for the door, and looked up the tiniest bit to grasp the handle.
She saw a gleaming piece of silver.
"Lovely, isn't it?" he said, placing his hand on the doorway
"Disgusting." she replied. Lily slammed the door on his fingers, laughing at his muffled howls of pain.
*
Lily sat down in her usual seat in the Great Hall, watching the other students slowly file in. Once the Great Hall was full and the sorting had taken place, Dumbledore began his usual speech.
Lily's mind drifted, only catching parts of it. She heard him talk about her and that James being the new Head Boy and Girl. She heard him give out the regular rules to new first years, so on and so forth.
Then he asked all 7th years to stay after the Feast for a special meeting.
Chatter filled the air as the food appeared on tables. Lily picked up her fork and was about to take a bite of a tasty looking meat pie when someone with a bandaged hand sat down beside her. She inched away, giving an audible sigh.
"You think I want to sit here? I just got back from the infirmary, and the rest were taken."
"Aww, what happened to your hand?" she cooed.
"Shut up, you - " he began, but was cut short as the bustle of students leaving the hall caught his attention.
Once the Hall was deserted except for the few 7th years, Dumbledore called for silence.
"Good Evening. I would like to begin by congratulating you, and reassuring you that this will only take a few moments. It has been brought to my attention that the majority of you have a fair amount of spare time on your hands, and aren't exactly making the most of it." At this point, Dumbledore's eyes flashed in the direction of James and Sirius. He continued,"Thus, I have decided to bestow upon you the task of dramatic performance. It will be a project in which all of you will take part in, and the final product will be presented to the rest of the school just before graduation."
A few murmurs came from the students, but it died down quickly after Dumbledore raised his hand for silence.
"I have enlisted the help of a fellow teacher to aid in the direcion of the play, and who has had reputable experience in such an area. Please give your utmost attention to Professor Trelawney."
Lily could hear James' head thump down on the table with a quiet groan, but she pretended not to notice.
Professor Trelawney strode into the middle of the stage as though she wore wings. She gave them a toothy grin and bowed quite low to a few hands clapping. She bowed again, and shook Dumbledore's hand. With a sigh, she finally turned to the waiting 7th years.
"Greetings! The Headmaster and I are pleased to announce the event of a dramatic performance, and I cannot wait to get started on the upcoming work. We shall have a meeting, in which we will decide which play to perform, as well as who would like to do what job. This meeting will take place tomorrow, in my classroom, at 6 p.m. sharp. Thank you all!"
She left the stage bowing and blowing kisses to the fatigued students, and Dumbledore bade them goodnight.
"Great. I bet you all the money in Gringotts that it'll be some kind of romance." commented one of the Slytherins as they hurried past Lily.
"Something dramatic, or completely ridiculous." said someone else.
Personally, Lily liked the idea. She had worked on a play over the summer, and the experience wasn't half bad. She was pondering over which plays they might choose, when someone grabbed her by the arm.
Lily was jerked backwards, but she was able to stay on her feet. She looked up and saw that her upper arm was being held by Professor Trelawney.
"Oh, hello." she said, not sure of what to say at that moment.
"Lily darling, may I have a word?"
Lily nodded and smiled, trying to forget the abnormally long fingernails that were digging into her arm.
"Splendid. Now then, it has been brought to my attention that you have a bit of experience in the dramatic arts. I was wondering if you would care to be my Student Director alongside me? That is, if you do not wish to act a part on stage," she said.
"I'd love to be the Student Director, Proffessor. Thank y-"
"Splendid, Lily. I'll meet you at 5:30, so we can discuss and organize before the rest of the students arrive. I'll see you then!"
She unclamped her hand from Lily's upper arm and walked out of a separate entrance.
Lily realized her mouth was slightly open. She shook her head and rubbed the sore spot on her arm, before leaving for the common room.