Disclaimer: Okay, this is going to take awhile. JKR owns all the characters except the ones you don't know, various Broadway composers own the songs, and I own everything else. Got it?

A/N: Here's a story that I have up on it's one of my first, so constructive criticism is more than welcome! I have 6 chapters of this written, because I've been working on it since like around last March-ish so I'll post those soon!! Then I'll keep working from there. Enjoy!!!

Disclaimer: This chapter is just called "Overture" like as in the opening of a show. The first two lines are just from "Do Re Mi" from "The Sound of Music". Enjoy! Toodles

Chapter One: Overture

Let's start at the very beginning

A very good place to start…

I can't believe it.

James Potter is Head Boy.

I hate it when this kind of dramatic irony happens.

I thought that being Head Girl would make things easier. Not with Potter on my case.

Here's what happened…

It was the summer before our seventh year at Hogwarts and we were all staying at Audrey's house. Audrey Summerfield is my best friend at Hogwarts. "We" is Audrey, me, and our two other best friends, Viviane Louis and Jeannie Hughes. We have the typical sort of group: I'm the smart one, Audrey's the creative one, Viviane's the gorgeous one, and Jeannie's the kind, if not slightly ditzy, one. Audrey's family's house is in London, very close to Diagon Alley.

We got our school letters about two weeks before the start of term. I was pleased (but not altogether surprised) to find that I had become Head Girl. We didn't really make a big deal about it. Yeah, we spent an hour jumping and screaming around Audrey's room, but otherwise, we were just silently happy. Later that day, we went into Diagon Alley to buy our books and everything. I just happened to pin my Head Girl badge to my robes. Nothing wrong with that, right?

We went into Flourish and Blott's to buy our schoolbooks. I was going to be taking N.E.W.T. level Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Potions, Transfiguration, and Charms—all of the required classes, in short, for an Auror. Audrey, Viv, and Jeannie were taking the same courses as me, so we split up to get our books. Viv went to get the new Transfiguration books, Audrey retrieved the Potions books, Jeannie fetched the Herbology books, and I was in charge of Defense Against the Dark Arts. I went to the shelves full of DADA books and began to search for the correct one. Then I saw four very undesirable people coming towards me: James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew; the group that had dubbed itself "the Marauders." Immature, right?

But there was something different about Potter that I saw as he advanced towards me.

He had a smug smile on his face.


And there was a Head Boy badge on his chest.

"Nice badge, Evans," he said, smirking, as he and his gang arrived in front of me.

"How much did you have to pay Remus to let you wear his badge, Potter?" I retorted.

"Oh, you think that this badge is Moony's, do you?" said James smugly. "Nope, it's one hundred percent mine."

I looked at Remus questioningly. I was actually friends with Remus; he was smart and a bit more mature than his comrades. And he was a prefect, like me. I was certain that if Head Boy was going to be another Gryffindor, it would have definitely been Remus. However, he just looked down at his feet and shook his head. I stared at him, open-mouthed.

"Moony here nearly had a stroke when he saw that it was Prongs who got the badge," said Sirius, smirking as well, as though he could tell what I had just been thinking.

"B-but," I stammered, flabbergasted, "how could Potter become Head Boy? He isn't even a prefect!"

"Now, now," said James in a mock-soothing voice, "did Dumbledore ever actually say that to be Head Boy or Girl, you had to be a prefect?"

I struggled to remember if I had ever heard these words. Finally, I just sighed, rolled my eyes, and said, "You are so immature, Potter."

"You don't mean that, Evans. 'Immature' is a very strong word."

I rolled my eyes again and turned to walk away. I heard Potter call after me, "See you on the Hogwarts Express, Evans! Head Boy and Girl compartment, you know!" He and his friends sniggered. I walked off across the bookshop to the section on Herbology, the closest section to where I was standing.

"Guess who I just saw?" I said to Jeannie, coming up behind her and snapping the Herbology book that she had been reading shut.

"Who?" she asked vaguely, looking up from the closed book.

And I explained to her what had happened during my encounter with Potter and those ridiculous Marauders. Jeannie looked as shocked as I felt. Then she began to laugh.

"What's so funny about it?" I asked irritably.

"Y-you're going t-to be spending all y-your time w-with Potter this year!" Jeannie choked out between laughs. Before I could reply, Viv and Audrey had joined us, each carrying a tottering pile of textbooks.

"What's so funny?" asked Audrey, the top of her long brown hair just visible behind the textbooks, along with a few "Make Your Trunk Magically Sparkle and Shine" books and such.

I told the two new additions the gruesome tale. They both burst out laughing as well, dropping their books.

"I still don't get what's so funny," I growled.

"Because it will be hysterical for us to see you two at each others' throats day and night if you're stuck doing Head Boy and Girl stuff together!" Viv laughed.

"Hysterical for us, anyway," added Audrey. I rolled my eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that day. Why was everyone I knew so immature?

"Oh, lighten up, Lily," said Viv, tossing back her mane of long blonde hair. "You know we feel horrible for you. I mean, spending unlimited time alone with a gorgeous, popular Marauder is just sheer torture…"

I glared at her. "You know perfectly well that this is how I'm going to die this year, but I'm taking you down with me if I can manage it."

Audrey and Jeannie exchanged glances, grinning.

"Come on, Lil," said Audrey, taking my arm. "Let's get our books and leave before you can have any more traumatic encounters."

Even I had to smile. We all collected our books (that we had dropped or, in my case, hadn't even retrieved in the first place) and each paid for our own sets. Then, arm in arm, we left the shop together.

All too soon, it was September 1. In my letter from school, there were instructions for the train ride. James and I were to first go to the Head Boy and Girl compartment at the front of the train. We were to then discuss our ideas for the first event we were to organize, the Yule Ball. We then had to patrol the corridors for about an hour. Then we were free to do whatever we pleased for the rest of the ride.

So my friends and I arrived at King's Cross Station. We thanked Mr. and Mrs. Summerfield for a wonderful summer holiday, then dragged our trunks onto the train. Viv and I each had an owl cage as well. Mine was a snowy female named Airlya. The four of us found an empty compartment. I left my trunk and cage in the compartment, then, most regretfully, made my way to the Head Boy and Girl compartment, pinning my Head Girl badge to my t-shirt (I wouldn't change into my robes until later).

I arrived at the compartment. James was smirking at me through the door, patting the empty seat next to him with a look of utmost smugness on his face.

Urgh.

It was going to be a LONG train ride.

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