Lilly sat the door step waiting for the mail

Lilly sat the doorstep waiting for the mail.  She loved to wait for the mailman to come, whistling on his way and then the cheery welcome as he handed her the mail.  Because it was summer, she could do it every day and not have to worry about school.  The man came up the drive and greeted her.  She smiled as he handed her the mail and she began sorting through it as she walked back to the house.  Yes!  She thought, I got a letter!  It was a weird letter, written in green ink and on heavy parchment paper.  She opened it, scanned the letter and dropped it on the floor in shock.  She couldn't believe what this letter has just said.  Dumbly, she picked up the letter and ran to her mother's room.  Her mother looked at the letter and sighed.  Lilly looked at her in a shocked fashion because her mother knew what was going on.  It looked like her mother knew that she was going to get a letter saying that she was to be a witch in training at a place called Hogwarts!  Her mother offered an explanation:

"Your grandmother warned that this might happen.  Your great aunt is a witch and it runs in the family.  I was surprised that Petunia didn't get a letter also, but life has its reasons."

            After that, Lilly's life went by in a blur.  Before she knew it, she was in a place called Diagon alley buying things for the school year.  I am going insane.  Did I just see someone advertising dragon toenails? She thought.  She shook her head and forgot to watch were she was going and bumped into a boy just taller than her height. 

"Oh, sorry, hey!"  she said when she saw that he had been holding a glass of water when she bumped into him.  Now he was holding an empty glass, for the water was now dripping all over her shirt.  Fortunately, her shirt wasn't white.  She shot a glare at the boy, he was tall, had brown eyes that were almost black now, and black hair that stuck up in the back.  His two friends were sniggering behind their hands.  One had longish brown-black hair and the other had dirty blonde hair, both were tall.

 

"Sorry about that," the first boy said.  "You should watch were your going.  Let me help."  With an evil grin on his face, he brought out a wand and tapped her shirt.  It turned white and was still very wet.  Lilly punched him in the nose (hard), glared at other boys and pulled a sweatshirt out of her bag and put it on. 

"That was my favorite shirt, moron." She said to him.  He just stared at her, with a handkerchief held to his bloody nose.  She smiled and walked away.

            "I don't think she likes me.  Are you getting the same impression?"  James Potter asked his friends.  Sirius Black shook his long blackish hair out of his gray-blue eyes.  Remus Lupin rolled his eyes. 

"I think we got that impression, Jamie-boy."  Sirius remarked.  Remus rolled his eyes again and fought back a smile. 

"Couldn't even get away from all the girls running at you even when you're on vacation.  The world is sad indeed."           

It was James's turn to roll his eyes.  He had a problem at school.  All the girls were all over him all the time and it got VERY annoying. 

"It's NOT my fault!  And besides, they don't usually punch me."  He protested.

"It's not you fault that your gorgeous, perfect, play Quidditch, trying out for the house team this year, and has moi for a friend.  Yeah… RIGHT."    Sirius said with a smirk. Remus looked like he was going to gag.  James rolled his eyes again but said nothing and balled up the bloody handkerchief and shoved it into his pocket . 

"We better go, dad will get mad if we are out too late."  James said into the silence.  The trio left the alley and walked into the street.

Lilly was back home when her shirt began to turn back to its original color.  Good thing the spell wasn't permanent or that kid would have been very dead.  She hadn't run into them again when she was shopping for her school supplies.  Now the stuff was in a trunk at the foot of her bed at home, ready to go.  Soon the day of September 1st came and Lilly was sitting in the car on the way to the king's cross station.  The number for the platform was really odd.  But Lilly was sure she could figure it out.  Her mother had to leave early because of a screaming Petunia.  She noticed a short girl, well, shorter than her very tall self, who was lugging a trunk behind her, with a cat in a carrier on top.  She walked over and introduced herself.  "Do you know how to get to platform 9 and ¾?"

"Ohhh, you're going to Hogwarts too, correct?"  she drawled in a American Southern accent.  "So am I, my name's Jennifer Lopess."  Jennifer noticed that Lilly raised an eyebrow at her name and added in a warning.  "Don't even THINK about calling me Jennifer Lopez, or else you will have the crap beaten out of you.  I am a very experienced beater-uper.  It tends to happen more with the annoying guys in my class.  At Hogwarts, I might get away from the worst of the teasing and asking for autographs."  She smiled pleasantly.  "Follow me."  She turned and walked trough the barrier between platforms.  Lilly stared.  Timidly, for the first time in her life, she walked up to the wall and leaned against it.

Poof.  Lilly's mind went insane.  How did that happen?  She was through the wall!  And staring into the eyes of the moron from Diagon alley.

"Oh, great.  You."  She remarked and walked away.

"Hello to you too." He remarked at her retreating form.

Lilly found Jennifer and then stowed her trunk away.  She grabbed a book, Mara, Daughter of the Nile, and her needle point of a flaming sun and followed Jennifer onto the train.  They chose the back compartment and sat across from each other.  Both girls soon became engrossed in their books, only to be interrupted by the opening of a door.

After seeing Fire Dragon, James looked for Remus and Sirius.  He found them just coming in from the barrier.  They stowed their trunks and then headed back to their claimed compartment from last year.  As they opened the door, two intruders looked up for their books with annoyed expressions on their faces.  The girl with brown curls and multicolored eyes spoke first.  (A/N by multi colored eyes I mean endlessly changing rings of blue, brown, teal, and gold flakes.  Like mine. *smiles* )

"Need some thing?  Other wise go away."

Fire Dragon's bright green eyes just narrowed.

"Please excuse me, darling ladies, but this is our compartment."  Remus stated with a wave of his hand.

"Well, I'm sorry, gentlemen, but we were here first and there is nothing you can to about it." Brown Curls said with snapping eyes.  Her knuckles turned white as she gripped her hardback book, Spindle's End.

"But this has been our compartment for a year now."   Sirius said with a slight pout in his voice.

"Whoop-de-frickin'- doo."  Brown Curls turned her finger in the air.  "I don't really care.  You people should really be flexable.  It's a good triait to have."

"I now have a new opinion of you people."  Fire Dragon said at last.

"Really?  That we're nice, funny, good looking, and the best athletes a round?"  James asked.

"No, that you're not only perverts, but obnoxious morons who are so full of themselves that they can't even be flexible.  You are brats that have to get their way.  That's my new opinion."

"Ouch."  Brown Curls said with a smirk playing at her lips.

"Well, if you feel that way, then I should know your name.  Names."  James corrected himself after a glance a Brown Curls.

"If you insist.  My name is Lillith Joanne Evans.  My friends call me Lilly, you can call me Evans.  A little about my self.  I have a very weird lingo that I use a lot.  I hate being called names about my hair and have already beaten up three kids, boys, because of it.  I have a sister named Petunia and she is almost as bad to be with as you."

James raised an eyebrow.  "Almost?"

"Better believe it."  Evans replied.

"Ah, yes.  Now my turn.  I am Jennifer Lane Lopess.  Do not ask me for my autograph or make any remarks about Jennifer Lopez's dress she wore to the Grammy's.  I am from Texas, America, and am not a citizen of England.  I am very good friends with the Queen of England, who happens to be my god mother and a witch.  I am a single child, but lives with my cousins in Dallas.  Did I forget to mention that I've socked more kids than dearest Lillith here because of teasing?  Good, remember that.  Now your turn.  You don't have to give explanation of why you're your demented selves, though."  Lopess said in her very fake British accent.

"I'm James Herald Potter."  James said.

"I, my darling ladies, am Remus W. Lupin."  Remus said elegantly.

"Middle name," Lopess threatened with her wand.

Remus sighed.  "Wilfred."  He glared at Evans as she snorted.

"Sirius Christopher Black.  So, are you going to leave or not?"

"No, we are not going to leave.  If you want to sit in the farthest corner form us, that would be fine but go away."   Lopess said and then both girls promptly turned back to their books.

That's it for now, kiddos.  Please review!

Disclaimer:  MINE, ALL MINE!!!!!! If you really believe that then you need to go to a mental hospital.  My poor brains would never be able to think of something that creative.  So there, sue me.  I only own Jennifer.