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Stepping through the barrier to platform 9 ¾, oh-so-casually, so as not to attract too much attention from the muggles, who were already gawking at my jet-black owl, Nyx, came as a relief. I spotted my cluster of friends right away. Marlene, Carmela, and Caitlin were squealing and jumping up and down, the excitable bunch that they are. I rushed over to them, joining the screeching and bouncing, hugging them and instantly beginning to babble about my summer, as they did the same.
"Oh, Merlin! PETUNIA'S GETTING MARRIED! It's horrible, really-"
"We went to PARIS! PARIS! It was fabulous, the muggles there-"
"I'm never going snorkeling again! There was this shark-"
" I stayed home, and it was miserable! Kiernan wouldn't shut up-"
While we were busy rambling, Andromeda, the last of our posse, rushed up.
"GUYS! YOU GUYS! HEY!" That shut us up quickly, and we all turned and piled on Andromeda in a group hug.
"WE MISSED YOU!"
"ME TOO!"
Yada yada yada. We're such girls. The whistle blew, signaling the leave of the train. Oh, man. This happened every year! Why were we always so late?! But we were pros at this by now. We glanced at each other, all wearing similar looks saying, "here we go again" before we took off at a run. I gracefully jumped and grabbed onto the railing, swinging myself up and into the scarlet steam engine, followed by Andromeda and Carmela. We reached out to hoist Marlene up, who, at 16, was still too short. We were all up but Caitlin now, like usual. She was the klutz, who couldn't jump to save her life. We scooped her up skillfully, having done this six times before.
We were in a pile on the floor laughing hysterically, when we saw four people, of the male specimen, hovering over us. Joy. Right on time, just like every other year. Were we really that predictable? Apparently, yes, we were.
"Look who it is! Fancy meeting you here! I would've NEVER expected it of you!" Sirius Black exclaimed sarcastically, flanked by his best friends and fellow 'Marauders', James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew.
"Shut it, Black." Carmela glared, as we all instantly sobered up.
You see, the Marauders were the sworn enemies of us all. Well, of me and Carmela. Caitlin, Marlene, and Andy (who just so happens to be Sirius' cousin) all think they're quite hilarious. Those girls…I swear, they've been brainwashed!
"C'mon now, Ella! Not this again. Every year, we find you here, and every year YOU'RE mean to me!" Sirius pouted.
Carmela rolled her eyes. "Yes, and every year, you insist on a flashback…"
Sirius began in a serious voice, "It all began six years ago…"
"And here it is! Right on cue…" Carmela grumbled sarcastically.
"My soon-to-be best mate, James, and I were wandering the train, trying to find a compartment, when we ran into Peter and Remus here. We were walking to the back of the train, when we saw a patch of red and thought, MERLIN, THE TRAIN'S ON FIRE!-"
Oh, Puh-lease!!! I thought.
"-Buttttt, turns out it wasn't! Just our soon-to-be favorite red head here, who had jumped onto the train. We watched as four more girls scrambled on the train, all collapsing in a pile giggling like a bunch of girls! Hot girls, I might add-" Sirius paused to wink at us dramatically "-we rushed forward to help like the heroic gentlemen that we are, only to be snubbed by the brunette beauty, with those honey colored eyes and-"
Then, just like every other year Sirius narrated this stupid flashback, Ella slapped him as he went on and on about her beauty.
I rolled my eyes exasperatedly, tired of this game.
"C'mon guys, let's go."
We clambered to our feet, off to find a compartment. We opened the door to our usual compartment, and made ourselves comfortable.
The Marauders made to follow us in, but I shut the door on them, leaving it open a crack.
"And just what do you think you're doing?"
"You said 'C'mon guys, let's go.' We're guys!" James grinned cheekily.
"UGH!" I slammed the door in their face.
The stupidity of men. Honestly, it scares me sometimes.
I collapsed into the nearest seat…unfortunately squashing Andy in the process.
"Oof…gerrof!!!"
"Sorry!" I laughed, extricating my limbs from hers, and moving over a seat.
"So…how was everyone's summers?"
And with that question, they all launched into tales of whale-sized-fiancé's, croissant-stealing Frenchmen, underwater adventures, bothersome brothers and tattle-tailing sisters.
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I sighed, looking at my watch. It was an hour before we arrived, meaning the prefects needed to gather to be assigned their duties and get their patrol schedules…a job that was given to me, the Head Girl, and the Head Boy…who he was, I didn't know yet…
"Alright, I gotta go…"
"Ooohhh! Little Miss Priss Head Girl off to…be…er, prissy and head-girl like?"
I rolled my eyes at Andy.
"You're really nothing like your cousin."
"Thank Merlin for THAT!" Chuckling along with the ridiculous girls I call friends, I left them, after making them promise to save me a seat on the carriages.
I walked down the deserted corridor of the train, everyone being tucked away happily in their compartments. All the way in the front of the train, was the Heads Compartment…this was it. I was finally going to find out who my partner would be…
Taking a deep breath and mentally begging to all that was good and right that whoever it was, it wasn't a Slytherin. Sure, Andy's a Slytherin, but she's not like them. I don't even know why she's in there. But if it's Sev or someone…I don't know what I'd do.
I pushed open the door and anxiously peered inside…but nobody was there yet! It said in the Prefect's letter's to meet here an hour before arrival!
Sonorous, I nonverbally did the spell that would magnify my voice.
"Prefects, please begin making your way to the Heads' Compartment for the meeting." My voice rang throughout the whole train.
Not two minutes later, everyone started flooding in. Two prefects from each house for years 5th-7th. Prefects filled the chairs, and I anxiously waited for the arrival of my partner…I saw Remus Lupin come in, and I was sure it was him…but he passed right by me with no more than a smile and sat down! Amos Diggory as well…I could've sworn it would've been one of them!!! All my fellow prefects from the year before were seated…whoever this was, he hadn't been a prefect. Was Dumbledore off his rocker?! I mean, when I think of the stupidity of men, I think of him as one of the few exceptions, wise as he is! But who could he have picked…???
Oh, Merlin.
No.
No, no, no, NO!!! No. Not him. Can I take that back, whoever's there?! I'd rather have a Slytherin. Please? PLEASE?! I'm begging!!!
This had to be some cruel joke.
James bloody Potter was not Head Boy!
No.
He must've…stole the badge or something! Yeah! The real Head Boy is off tied up in a compartment!
"JAMES POTTER! THIS COMPARTMENT IS FOR HEADS AND PREFECTS ONLY!!!" I shrieked at him as he sauntered in. He couldn't be…He was the most arrogant and selfish person I knew! And he's always behind all those stupid Marauder pranks!!!
Yeah. That badge glinting on his robes was a fake. Total fake!
"Well, Lily, dearest, I am a Head! See?" He pointed to the badge.
In a fit of rage and…I don't know what else. All I knew was he COULDN'T be Head Boy! I ripped the badge from his chest, crunching the delicate emblem under my boot.
He just gaped at me, along with all the prefects.
"Um. Lily? Are you ok? 'Cause you know, you just crushed that badge, and it's been passed from Hogwarts Head to Hogwarts Head for generations?"
I just gaped at him. Speak, Lily! SPEAK!
"What?" I managed to squeak.
He scraped up the crushed metal that had previously been a Hogwarts' crest with 'HB' inscribed on it.
"Reparo!"
And nothing happened.
Oh Merlin.
What have I DONE?! He really was Head Boy, wasn't he?!
"Reparo doesn't work on it?!" He mumbled to himself.
"Well then." He said, clapping his hands together after putting the remnants of his badge in his robe pocket.
"Let's start, shall we?"
And so we did…all the while, I was horrified at what I had done. What would Dumbledore say?! What if he took my badge away?! Oh no oh no oh no!
I felt like crying.
I don't deserve to be Head Girl!
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The meeting was over. It was time to face Potter now.
"Look, Lily-"
"I'm sorry! I don't know why I did it-"
WAIT.
Did I just APOLOGIZE to Potter?
I suppose I did…
But it's necessary. I have to, I want to keep this job!
"Lily, it's ok!" he soothed, "Look, this badge's beyond repair, but I'm sure Dumbledore will understand-"
"NO! WE ARE NOT TELLING DUMBLEDORE!"
"Um. Ok…well…" He thought hard, running his hand through his hair in that annoying way that makes him look like he's just got off his latest bloody broomstick.
"I know!"
He pointed his wand at my chest, and I yelped and pulled my wand on him in one swift motion.
"Woah woah woah! Lily, I'm not going to hurt you! I'm just duplicating your badge."
I lowered my wand, still suspicious and wary.
He pointed his wand at my chest again, muttering a spell I couldn't hear.
In his hand appeared an exact replica of my glittering badge.
"There's only one problem…you're not Head Girl."
"Hmmm…I guess so. Well, I'm not top Transfiguration student for nothing!" He smiled cockily and waggled his eyebrows at me. I just rolled my eyes and stalked out as he turned the little G to a B, resulting in a badge exactly like the one I destroyed.
I brushed past Sirius and heard him mumble, "How'd it go, mate?" and was just barely able to hear Potter's reply, "Not too good, Padfoot…"
Great. Just peachy! It was going to be one of those years again, huh? Potter chasing after me and embarrassing me endlessly…You know, the Marauders wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the constant asking-out from James stupid Potter!!! It's all his fault, really. I mean, Remus and I are friends just fine. HE'S not a bloody arrogant, vain, self-centered, pig-headed, selfish pretty boy!!! HE doesn't get everything handed to him on a silver platter. HE doesn't feel the need to primp his hair every two minutes. Merlin, that's so annoying!
Fuming, I realized I had past my compartment completely. I didn't recognize my surroundings. Merlin, I was an idiot. How do you get lost in a train?! It's just one long line of boxes! I was in a completely unused section, complete with creepy cobwebs and shadows playing tricks on me, piles of forgotten boxes lined the walls. I glanced at my watch. We should be arriving in mere minutes…
Just as I thought this, the train lurched to a stop, sending me tumbling to the floor, only to be rained upon by boxes. Gasping, I pushed boxes off my head and torso, but my legs were still trapped. I shoved hard at the boxes, but they contained something heavy…Merlin, what was in those boxes? BRICKS? It sure felt like it! I tried wiggling out from underneath the boxes, but stopped abruptly when pain went shooting up my leg from my ankle…the box would've had to have landed just right to have broken my ankle…or sprained it, or whatever it was! I don't know what was wrong, but it hurt, and I had never had a high pain tolerance. I groaned and panted, trying to stay conscious through the searing pain, when black dots swarmed my eyes and I saw no more.
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My body felt weird, like it was floating…I tried to open my eyes, but they were heavy. I tried to remember where I was, the last thing I could recall was a groggy memory of being angry and lost…
"Do you reckon it was a Slytherin?" A voice said. I knew that voice, I know I did…but I couldn't place it in my current out-of-it state.
"Better not have been. I'll tear those bastards limb from limb." another voice whispered aggravatingly.
" I know you will, Prongs."
Something clicked in my head then. Prongs. The Marauders. POTTER!
I forced my eye lids to rise, and peered out of them, confused.
"Will you look at that! Sleeping Beauty awakes!"
Sirius' grinning face came into view.
"Whaddayudoin?" I said blearily.
"Well, m'dear, Prongs here, ever the infatuated bugger, noticed once we got off the train, that you hadn't. So, like always, he overreacted and came searching for you, certain you were in some tragic situation. This time, he was actually right. We found you trapped under some boxes in the storage compartment. Soooo, we're levitating you to the front of the train to tell Joe that he needs to turn this train around and get back to Hogwarts."
I groaned, thinking of how we would be late for the Welcome Back Feast, and that I was in debt to the bloody Marauders for finding me. Bugger.
My ankle was still throbbing horribly, and focusing on the pain made me black out again.
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"Miss Evans…Miss Evans! You have to wake up now."
I came to, taking in my surroundings…the Hospital Wing, with Madam Panaro hovering over me, her assistant Madam Pomfrey hovering behind. Through the windows, I could see it was pitch black outside. Lovely. I missed the Welcoming Feast, The Sorting, everything!
"I healed you ankle, you'll be perfectly fine. Mr. Potter is here to escort you to the Heads Dormitory. Congratulations, by the way."
I nodded grimly and clambered out of the bed. Potter held the door for me and we walked in silence.
"Feeling better?" He inquired.
Silence. Sometimes that's the best way to deal with him.
"I'm sorry you missed the feast. I brought a plate up to your room, I figured you'd be hungry."
Silence. What was up with him? This wasn't the Potter I knew! He would normally be gloating and teasing and being mean. Well, not mean mean, but annoying mean. But now, he was being civil. Like we were mates or something. We are NOT mates.
We arrived at a tapestry on the seventh floor, not too far away from the Gryffindor Dorms.
"This tapestry is normally sealed. But, if you know the password, you can enter into the passage behind it. Only Heads, Dumbledore, and people we give permission to, are allowed to enter, even if another has the password. The current password is 'purple puffskein', but we can change it whenever we want. Potter than looked at the tapestry of Phillius the Pumpkin-Hoarder, who was depicted surrounded by pumpkins, eating pumpkin pie. Phillius was famous for being unnaturally obsessed with pumpkins, until one day he was tragically mistaken for a pumpkin by his wife, as he was quite plump and an unpleasant orange color…needless to say she was quite distraught when she realized she had been eating Phillius Cream Pie.
Potter gave the password to the overweight man, and the tapestry un-sealed, so we were able to move it aside and climb into the tunnel. It curved abruptly to the side, and there was a golden door reading "Heads Quarters". I pushed the door open, and was overwhelmed by the amazing Common Room before me. There were loaded book shelves, a roaring fire, squashy armchairs and couches, along with two desks, a small kitchen, dining area, and two winding staircases. The room was done in rich purples and gold, and was absolutely beautiful. Potter started to climb one staircase, so I took it the other led to my room. He called "Goodnight" and I mumbled it back. When I came to my door, reading "Lily Evans, Head Girl" I pushed it open and saw…
My room. My room from my house at home! It was brilliant! There was my bookshelf with all my muggle favorites, my white lace curtains and lavender bead spread, my cherry wood furniture standing exactly how I had it at home, covered in pictures of my friends and family! There was another door, though, one I didn't have at home. I found it led to a bathroom, lacey and lavender, just like my room. This was brilliant. I went to my dresser, and grabbed an over-sized t-shirt for pajamas, and climbed right into my bed, falling asleep seemingly as my head hit the pillow.
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I woke sleepily to a faint buzzing sound in my ears…my charm alarm. Bugger. I waved my wand, dispersing the spell, and forced myself out of bed. The Head Girl might've missed the Welcome Back Feast and Sorting, but she was not going to sleep through classes! So I dressed in my neatly pressed uniform and robes, sweeping my hair up into a curly red ponytail, straight side-bangs swept to the right. Adding a touch of makeup and sliding into my black ballet flats, (honestly, nobody wore those hideous dress shoes, and your feet were hidden by your robes anyways) I headed down the spiral stairs to go to breakfast.
I was halfway across the Common Room when-
*CRACK*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" I shrieked louder than a banshee. Looking around with my wand at the ready, I saw…a creature. It took a moment, but I recognized it as a House Elf. The Heads got their own house Elf?!
"Whashappinin?" Potter said blearily, glasses held to his face with one hand, and wand out with the other, rushing down the stairs in nothing but…his boxers.
"Erm…nothing Potter. Elf scared me, that's all." My traitorous body blushed scarlet from my roots to my toes. Potter, realizing my discomfort, turned around quickly, mumbling "Right. Sorry," his ears turning pink as he shuffled back upstairs.
I whipped back around where a little Elf was wringing his (her?) hands and apologizing profusely.
"I is sorry miss!? I is Mitzi!? I is to be your house elf!?" The poor creature was a wreck.
"Oh, it's okay Mitzi."
"I is to be telling you that the miss and mister don't have to be eating in the hall? I is to be telling you that I can cook the miss and mister something here?"
"Oh, thank you, but I'm going to go eat with my friends. Thank you, Mitzi."
She bowed me out, holding open the door and then the tapestry.
Walking out of Gryffindor Tower at the same time was Winter. Winter Lestrange used to be part of my little circle of friends, up until third year. We don't know what happened. She was this awesome, down-to-earth regular Gryffindor Girl. But when third year rolled around, she gained a passive face, wouldn't even look at any of us, and started hanging out with Slytherins (the bad ones, not Andy) and she just turned into one of them! But whatever.
Her eyes flicked to me and we made eye contact for a millisecond. The look that crossed her face was remorseful, pleading. But I shoved the thought away, thinking it must be a trick of the light, because the next second she was sneering at me, her ice blue eyes glinting.
I shook off the eerie feeling that ran down my spine, waited for her to disappear down the stairs before I started down them as well. Ahead of me, I saw her meet up with her brothers, Rabastan and Rodolphus, as well as Bellatrix Black, Sirius' lovely cousin, her sister Narcissa, and two other Slytherins, Scarlett and Vivien. These were the worst of the worst, the ones you just knew would end up as Death Eaters. Narcissa was a slut, only in sixth year and already engaged. Her older sister Bellatrix, seventh year, was dating Rodolphus, and his little brother, fifth year, Rabastan, was best friends with Sirius' fifth year brother, Regulus. Sometimes I'm glad I'm muggle-born. Seems all the pure bloods are related, and hello! Ew! For all Narcissa knows, that Malfoy bloke she's marrying is her second cousin or something!
Once the Slytherins took off, I could make my way safely to breakfast. Ella and Andy were already there, Marley and Cait were the one's who needed their 'beauty sleep'. I plopped down next across from them and piled some chocolate chip pancakes on my plate, drowning them in syrup.
"What's up?" Ella asked while sipping her pumpkin juice.
"Nothing much. Saw Winter this morning. She looked at me weird."
Winter's name was like a taboo among our group. Ella's and Andy's faces instantly hardened.
"So what? When are those Slytherins not looking at us weird? They've been bothering me all morning." Andy said. She considered herself a Gryffindor, even though she was in Slytherin. She ate with us, cheered with us at Quidditch matches, stood up for us against the Slytherins (who were always trashing her for being friends with us) and spent the night in Gryffindor Tower frequently (not that she was supposed to). Winter was more of a Slytherin than her, and I think that the Sorting Hat must've mixed them up somehow…if that's possible. Probably not, but it's the only thing that makes sense to us.
"Yeah I guess so." I had been closest to Winter, and it had hurt more than anything when she started snuffing us. I mean, we all are friends, but it had always been me and Winter, Andy and Ella, and Marley and Cait. I was the loner of the group, so to speak.
We ate in silence then, McGonagall came around with our schedules, and Cait and Marley joined us, but the happy mood had been spoiled with talk of Winter…
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A/N Hey guys. This is a sort of re-do of my previous fan fiction, Black and White Wishes. This story is more organized and has some different characters, but some of my main ideas are going to be the same, as previous readers will notice. Pay careful attention to Winter, she's a big part of the story! I'm not going to post again without at least 5 reviews, so review please, I don't care how short it is! (: And instead of doing the ever-so-annoying describing of the characters looks in the actual story, I'm just going to do it here so you have a mental image of what the characters look like! (:
Lily: Red curly long hair, green eyes, medium-height, slender, pale, freckly
Carmela (Ella): long light brown hair, caramel brown eyes, medium height, medium weight, naturally tan
Marlene (Marley): straight dirty blonde shoulder length hair, green-blue eyes, tall, skinny, light skin color
Caitlin(Cait): Straight Bleach-blonde medium length hair, hazel eyes with gold flecks, short, not fat, but not skinny, sometimes tan
Andromeda (Andy): Long, straight black hair, chocolate brown eyes, average height, average weight, light skin color
Winter: Short spiky white-blonde hair (think Alice from Twilight for the cut), ice blue eyes, tall, scary-skinny, pale
And you should know what the Marauders look like ;) So yeah, that's all for this chapter! More reviews=happier Brittany=quicker updates!!! (:
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