This story was co-written with my good friend headbangingtogreenday so compliments also go to her :)

it was hard to find a spot to place your feet in the overcrowded downstairs of florish & blotts, yet the potters somehow did it. Could it have been their unbelievable status around the place because of their famous father, or the fact that they were somewhat smaller than the rest of the stores occupants? Either way they were extremely thankful of their luck.

Lily Potter had managed to escape from the clutches of her over-protective family to shop in peace, thank god. It wasn't often she got a moment of quiet so she decided to put it to good use. she had bought a rather large liquorice swirl, when her parents weren't looking, so she took it out, nibbling every so often.

The small corridor she found herself in was quiet enough and she wandered lightly passed the many shelves in search for an interesting book,, when she heard a set of footsteps behind her. It reminded her of the more frightening scenes in the movies muggles used to 'entertain' themselves, the part where the crazed muggle sneaks up behind the hero of the story.
She tensed, as the hollow footsteps crept closer, but didn't turn, thinking it was one of her older brothers playing one of their typical tricks on her, trying to scare her. Lily concentrated on the books ahead at her eye level and stopped walking, acting as though she had found something interesting. The footsteps stopped. She smiled slightly and carried on down the aisle.
The footsteps followed her and every time she stopped, they stopped. But, as with most ridiculous games, after a few minutes of this, she started to get irritated.
" Ok, very funny guys, but i'd just like to look for my book in peace," she said. There was no reply, perhaps the hint of a shuffle, but nothing else. She sighed, " i know you're there,so give it up!"

she waited for the familiar dark cuss from her brother James or for the hand to be playfully slung around her shoulder, maybe even a punch in the arm if her dad wasn't looking. Still it was silent. She was suddenly very aware of the steady breathing coming from behind her, something she had automatically tuned out until that point.
They were quiet, controlled breaths and for some reason a shiver ran up Lily's spine. She inhaled and closed her eyes. Dear god, she was in a deserted corridor at the back of a crowded store with a stranger. she silently scolded herself for straying so far from her family, of course people would be her enemy as much as people thought her a celebrity. Sounds from the crowds in the store were muffled where she stood. No-one would hear her cry out if something happened, she would be on her own. and, though she was the daughter of the famed Harry Potter, ugh, she was not as confident as he had been. Trapped in a crowded bookstore, how did she get herself into these situations?

She felt something shift behind her, and she flinched. Acting on some insane instinct she spun on her heel, intending to duck under their arm or maybe squeeze past them. But, as always, her luck was no-where to be found and her leg twisted under her. she swore as she toppled, a dull, aching pain shooting p her leg and side, her balance doing nothing for her. Hating her own body, she closed her eyes and waited for the impact of her body hitting the floor. The dull thud of flesh hitting stone. But it never came.

A cool arm wormed its way around her waist, ducking under her arm. another curled gently around her shoulders and allowed her body to lower itself into them. The arms were far too lean to be her brothers, and not broad enough to be her fathers, but the difference was not unpleasant.

blinking at her new angle, face turned directly into the light,she lifted her knee and tried to regain some form of independant balance. the mystery owner of the pale arms wasn't having any of it.

Nearly huffing in aannoyance, she twisted again. the arms wrapped around her gentle brought her up again and she turned to see her saviour, or captor. The boy's hair was nearly as pale as his skin, icy but with a rose undertone. the hair seemed to have been forced back onto his head with grease but he had ruffled it out of place. it made it look stiff and shiny.
his lips were not much darker than his face, but rosier, and were pulled back into a slight grin. The boys cheeks were cold but prominent and the skin around his eyes wrinkled from his smile. His eyes, though, were what struck her. she had never seen grey eyes before on anyone other than a strange old woman she had taken to avoiding when she noticed that she had dyed her hair green.
they were soft though, shining slightly, and seemed almost violet silver as the boy gazed at her face.
realising she had her hands against his chest, his arms still holding her to his body gently, she pulled away. Lily straightened her skirt and muttered a small thank you to the blond boy, knowing she was blushing violently.

a/n: AND THAT'S IT FOR CHAPTER ONE. we were gonna continue but we thought it would be better to start a new chapter. In the next chapter you will meet her brothers and possibly some other people....READ AND REVIEW PLZ!!! Writers stop updating if they don't get reviews