A Couple of Butterbeers- Jily Fanfiction
This story takes place in Lily and James' final year at Hogwarts- the beginning of their relationship. for those who may wonder (or even read this), this is my first ever Fanfiction but do not let this sway you from reading. i will try to upload new chapter one or two times a week but this may not always be possible. Please read and enjoy
I should be grateful. I could have had to share the head's dormitory with someone much worse than James Potter. Admittedly, we hadn't exactly got along in previous years. Correction, for the first four years of my time at Hogwarts, I hated him. Loathed him in fact. I loathed the way he strode through the corridors like he owned them, the way he spoke to everyone like they were blessed to be in his presence, the way that he treated Severus… Severus. Don't think of him Lily, you should know better. Obviously, this had all been in the past but how does one completely disregard years of malice with someone and become… civil, to say the least. Nonetheless, the disappointment I felt when I found out from Professor Dumbledore by owl that James would be head boy alongside me. I don't know if I'll ever be able to do this…
'Lily', called Mary Macdonald, a fellow Gryffindor student that had grown to be one of my best friends during the past six years. 'Lily, are you going to join us in our compartment, or are you just going to daydream forever?' she giggled, something she was known notoriously for.
'Sorry… um I… I have to do my duties first and then I have to go to sit in the prefect compartment. Don't worry', I remark as she gives me a contemptuous stare 'you'll have Rebecca and Caia with you'.
'Okay Lily, just remember you were one of us before you became head girl', she teases, turning on the spot to head to an inviting looking compartment further down the train. I stood and watched her go, secretly willing her to turn around and join me as I made slow progression towards the prefect compartment, only remembering halfway there that I had to patrol the corridors before I received the pleasure of relaxation in a compartment, regardless it being one that did not contain three of my closest friends. How I wished I could just fall asleep. Upon feeling this urge to curl up into a ball and dream, I felt the train and shudder and start to make its journey to Hogwarts. Almost instantaneously, crowds of despairing parents darted towards the windows, waving and biding their goodbyes, willing them to write to them at least four times a week and to remember to behave, brush their teeth and to enjoy attending the finest magic school in the world whilst they could. It sometimes felt like this for me. The past 6 years had gone so fast and my life had changed so drastically. I wonder how much more would change.
With the fading farewells, increasing speed of the Hogwarts Express and the near noon Sun high in the sky, I stared my patrol, feeling a little more optimistic than I had a few hours earlier. Being head girl alongside James Potter, the challenging lessons not even my imminent NEWTs, could supersede the fact that I was going back to Hogwarts.
