Just to say, I'll try and update when I can, but with schoolwork and family stuff, it'll probably something like a chapter a week. I normally write it on my phone (Blackberry Curve 8520 - Amazing!) and my phone is set to American English when I and this story is so obviously English. Anyway, I hope you enjoy and please review. It would make my day.
Disclaimer: I of course don't own the wonderful characters of Harry Potter. I am not J.K. Rowling in secret. I can promise that. Otherwise I would be able to afford a better computer than this crappy one. I may own the storyline, I don't know, I'm not a lawyer.
Lily Evans sat on her bed, looking out her window at the Muggle houses. She smiled as she got up and held her wand firmly in her hand. This would be the last time she'd be living here, in this suburban house in Cokeworth. After her last year at her school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she would be properly joining the wizard world by getting a job at the Ministry of Magic. That was, of course, if she got all the N.E.W.T.s she needed.
"Lily, darling, it's time to leave!" her Mother shouted from the kitchen.
"Okay, Mum. I'm coming!" she shouted back, enchanting her trunk in the corner to fly down the stairs.
She walking into the hallway and looked at her door. There was a sign saying: Lily's room. She smiled fondly as she pulled it off. This wasn't going to be her room anymore. She placed it in her pocket.
"Oh, darling!" Her mother was in tears when Lily reached the bottom step. "Oh, you're all grown up! My baby!"
"Mum!" Lily moaned.
"Oh, I'm sorry dear. It's just- well- you're my baby!"
"Mum," Lily laughed.
"Okay, okay," her Mother laughed, walking back to where her father was.
"Bye, Flower," her Dad smiled, tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes.
"Bye, Dad," Lily smiled, moving forward and wrapping her arms around her dad.
"Here's twenty pounds," her Father said, "I don't know how much that is in Gillins."
"Galleons, Dad, Galleons," Lily smiled.
"Right, Galleons. Anyway, here." He pushed it into her hands. "Bye, Flower."
"I never got twenty pounds when I left school," Petunia moaned from the corner. "That freak isn't any better than me."
"Petunia, shush. This is meant to be a special day for your sister!" her Mother scolded.
"She's not my sister!" Petunia screamed before storming out of the front door.
"Why does she hate me so much?" Lily asked, sighing.
"Don't worry, dear. Now, you better get going before you miss your train," her Mum smiled.
"I love you, Mum. I love you, Dad," Lily said, hugging each one in turn.
"We love you too, baby. Now hurry up, before I smudge my eyeliner," her Mother smiled, pushing her towards the door.
Lily grabbed the handle of her trunk and started dragging it towards the awaiting taxi.
"King's Cross Station, please," Lily requested.
"Sure, my dear," the driver replied, getting out to help her put the trunk into the car boot.
London was at least two hours away from Cokesworth, but her father half-owned the taxi company, so she could be driven from Cokesworth to London without having to pay outrageous train fares.
"Where was it you wanted to go again?" the driver asked. But Lily was distracted. They were driving past Spinner's End; past Severus Snape's house. He was stood outside with his mother, his dark eyes illuminating his pale face.
"I think he may want to speak to you, love," the driver said, slowing down.
"Don't slow down! I- I don't want to talk to him," she said, glaring at Severus out the window.
"Okay, dear," the taxi driver shrugged, putting on the radio. "This song okay?"
"Yes, it's fine," Lily replied.
They arrived at King's Cross Station earlier than Lily expected. Lily thanked the driver, got her trunk and put it on a trolley. She wheeled it through the station.
"Lily!" someone screamed from behind her, and she felt the air being pushed out of her as someone hugged her.
Lily turned around and saw the tiny figure of Alice Fortescue. She was small in height, with short dark hair that spiked up around her face. Her blue eyes sparkled.
"Hi, Alice," Lily smiled. "How was your Summer holiday?"
"Oh, that doesn't matter!" She rolled her eyes and flicked her hand. "Did you get it?"
"Get what?" Lily asked, knowing exactly what Alice was thinking.
"Head Girl, silly!" Alice exclaimed.
"Oh, that," Lily said in a fake bored voice. "Yeah." She pulled a gleaming badge out of her pocket.
"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Alice bawled, jumping up and down and hugging Lily.
"Okay, Alice, calm down," Lily laughed, patting her friend on the back.
"Hello, girlies," an arrogant voice said from behind her. A shiver ran down Lily's spine, and she clenched her fists. She knew who it was. It was the one person in the world she wished dead. It was James Potter.
"Hello, Lily," he said, his hand resting on her shoulder. She shrugged it off.
"Ah, you can't be rude like that to your new Head Boy," he said slowly, a grin creeping onto his face.
"Your what! How could Dumbledore be stupid enough to make you of all people Head Boy! Knowing I'm Head Girl!" she raged, kicking her trolley.
"So we'll be seeing a lot more of each other then?" James smirked.
"Shove off, Potter," Lily muttered, and continued pushing her trolley. "Come on, Alice."
Alice shot James an apologetic look before zooming after Lily.
"I don't see why you hate him so much," Alice shrugged. Lily stopped to stare at her menacingly.
"You seriously did not just say that," Lily murmured.
"I seriously did just say that," Alice smiled. "You now, the way you fight him, it's like you've got a crush on each other. Well, we all now James fancies the knickers off you."
"I do not fancy James Potter!" Lily shouted.
"Okay, okay. You don't fancy James Potter," Alice muttered quietly. She was never quick to start a fight.
"Are you sure about that? Everyone fancies James Potter. Even I'm attracted to James Potter," James grinned from behind them.
"Shove off, Pinhead," Lily hissed.
"Pinhead? That's a new one! See, Sirius, she loves me enough to create new words!"
Lily tutted and rolled her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she ran through the border between Platforms Nine and Ten, entering Platform Nine and Three Quarters.
The bustle of the ordinary London station turned into the bustle of the wizard station. Lily turned to face the Hogwarts Express. It's scarlet paint shone in the sunlight; steam bellowing out of it's funnels.
"I can't wait to start my seventh year!" Alice screamed after she had joined Lily on Platform Nine and Three Quarters.
"Neither can I. But, remember, we do have our N.E.W.T.s this year," Lily smiled. "I want to achieve at least an E in all my subjects."
Alice's face dropped like a rock that had just been thrown. "I guess there's that," she muttered.
Lily and Alice boarded the Hogwarts Express, joining Mary MacDonald in a compartment.
"How was your summer holidays?" Lily asked casually, placing her bag on the luggage rack.
"Fine, I guess," Mary shrugged. "Did you hear about the Muggle family You-Know-Who killed a couple of weeks ago?"
Lily swallowed over the lump in her throat. This was the main reason she was worried to leave her family. She was scared that the Dark Lord would get them. Since his rise in her sixth year, extra security had been placed in the school. The word was that he was hunting Muggle-borns, and felt it light entertainment to kill innocent Muggles. This disgusted Lily. Although, the night before, she had placed several protective enchantments around the house, they would only hold Death Eaters off for a few minutes. Lily hoped that would enough time for the Aurors to get there.
"Lily? Earth to Lily!" Mary shouted in her ear.
"Jeez, I actually like my eardrums!" Lily moaned.
There was a knock at the door, and all three girls looked up. The four marauders stood there, smiling.
"Is this seat taken?" James asked, pointing to the seat next to her.
"Yes!" Lily yelled, throwing her bag onto the seat.
"Aw, how touching. Look, she thought to give me a pillow," James grinned, sitting down on her bag.
"WAIT, THERE'S-"
"OW!"
"-glass in there," Lily finished. James was jumping up and down, his hands on his buttocks.
"Why would you keep glass in your bag?" he screamed, continuing to jump.
"It's a photo frame," Lily sighed. She pulled the picture frame out. All the glass was scattered, and all that remained intact was the metal strip around the picture of her family. It was a Muggle photo, and she had put it in her bag when she was clearing her room out.
"Who's the ugly git with the bushy moustache?" James asked, leaning over her shoulder.
"That's my sister's husband, idiot!" Lily shouted, but she couldn't help but laugh. She dropped the picture on the floor and held her stomach.
"Wow, I made her laugh. High five!" James cried, high-fiving Sirius and Remus. When Peter put his hand up, he said, "sorry, Wormtail. I know you didn't wash your hands when you went to the loo."
Peter wiped his hand on his clothes, and held his hand up again.
"Sorry, Wormtail, the moment's gone," James said, shaking his head.
While this was happening, Lily had pulled herself together and was now sat down on the seat. James picked up her bag with his index and middle finger and slung it to her. Then, he sat down and placed his arm around her shoulders. The other boys all followed his lead and sat down as well.
Lily stood up and started making her way towards the door.
"Where are you going, Lily?" James asked.
"Going to meet the Prefects'," she said, turning to glare at James and Remus. "If you two were doing your jobs properly, you would know."
"Oh, shit!" James and Remus said at the exact same time, getting up. "Jinx!" They both started to laugh.
"Oh, grow up!" Lily moaned, rolling her eyes and storming out of the carriage.
"So, my fellow Head, how long will this meeting be?" James asked, again swinging his arm over her shoulder.
"Oh, don't worry. You'll have time to prank the Slytherins," she said sarcastically.
"Oh, goody. We wouldn't want to miss a chance to prank 'orrible 'ole Snivelly, would we?" he said dreamily.
"You are so full of yourself, aren't you," she sighed. She pulled out from under his arm and into the Prefects' carriage, with James not realising and walking straight into a wall. Lily snorted.
"So, me and the idiot here are going to be your Head's this year," Lily introduced the meeting when all the Prefects' had arrived.
"She loves me really," James smirked. Lily aimed a kick at him.
"Anyway," she said loudly, "our job, or responsibility, is to protect the school and guide the pupils. And, at this time of great terror, we need to unite to help protect the school."
"What is we don't want to protect the school?" a cold voice asked from the corner. Lily looked and saw Severus Snape. Her eyes automatically narrowed. She had forgotten Snape was a prefect.
"It's still your duty," she snapped, "and if you don't want to, well, you know where the door is."
"And that goes for everyone that supports Voldemor-"
Everyone cringed and Lily shoved her hand over James' mouth.
"You-Know-Who, Potter. You can't say his name!" Lily shouted, withdrawing her hand.
"Why not? Vol-de-mort! Vol-de-mort!" James said clearly, rolling his eyes.
"Potter, shut up!" Lily screamed, kicking him again. "God, this is going to be a long year."
