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A/N:
This is the first L/J story I've started on writing. (Yes, yes, I know, bad grammar.) Then I wrote 'You make me sick' instead, but now I've thought if continuing on this story. And sorry, 'You make me sick' fans, this is not the sequel of 'You make me sick'. Just so you know it. Sorry folks, I've already said that I don't have any ideas for a sequel to that story. But hey, you can read this one and maybe you like it? I don't know, but... For the fun of it, I haven't taken away the original Author's Note. If you want to read it, do so. It's under here *points down*. And don't flame me because of some changes from what information we have about Lily. Hey, this is fanfiction, right? Fanfiction = you can change the original story to your liking. When it comes to Lily/James fics, it seems like I have a tendency to do just that. So don't flame: it just shows how dumb you are and how low IQ you have. Don't flame because I said that either.Original A/N: After reading quite a few Lily/James fics, I've made up my mind and am writing one myself. I have to confess that my first thought when I saw a L/J fic at the "Just In" was: 'Why write/read a fic about Harry's parents? They're dead.' But now I'm hooked. Yep. Bitten by the They-are-dead-but-hey!-we-don't-care-they're-so-cute virus. One other thing is that you have a lot more freedom with Lily and James-fics. I'm sure you understand what I mean. Have you read all this? My, my, you're either very nice or very weird. Oh, and while I remember: I'm sure Lily's not originally from the US and that Petunia is her real sister(not just step sister), but it just fitted in. Sorry. And I haven't got Peter Pettigrew in this fic because I hate him so much that if I had to write about him, I would probably puke. Now: Theeee...STORY!!!
What's so great about James Potter?
Chapter one: Moving?
"Lily, I have to tell you something," Hannah said at breakfast. Lily noticed that she looked rather nervous.
"Wha'?" Lily asked with a mouth full of corn flakes.
Her mother took a deep breath. "Frank has asked me to marry him and I said yes." Lily just stared at her. Frank had been Hannah's boyfriend for two years – Lily's father died in a car crash the year Lily started at the wizarding school in the US. Frank and Hannah worked in the same travel bureau, although in different countries. They had met when Frank had been on a business errand for the bureau, and had sticked together after that. Only a few weeks ago (at the beginning of the summer holidays) Lily and her mother had visited Frank and his daughter, Petunia, in England. Lily didn't like Petunia much – she seemed such a spoiled brat.
Lily suddenly realized that Hannah waited for a response. "Um...that's...great?" she said hesitantly. Hannah sighed, but Lily continued quickly: "He's really nice. It's just that..." she couldn't think of a way to say that she and Petunia didn't like each other (to say the least.) "It's just that...mum, he's a muggle."
"But dear, I'm a muggle too."
"Yeah, but...he doesn't know about the wizard world."
"Oh, that's no problem," Hannah smiled. "I've told him."
"Oh," Lily said and slumped down. "Do we have to move to England?"
"Of course, Lily. I've already asked for transfer to the English office."
"But...what about my school? All my friends?" Lily looked at her mother.
"You'll make new friends, dear," Hannah said. "And you have to transfer to the English school, of course..."
"But-" Lily protested.
"Please, Lily." Hannah had a pained look in her eyes. "Please...for me?" She looked pleadingly at Lily. Lily smiled and hugged her.
"Okay, mum. If it makes you happy."
"It does, sweetheart, it does," her mother whispered and hugged her back.
***
"EEEEK!" Petunia's shriek pierced through the house. Lily, who had sun bathed in the garden, sighed and lay down her book, taking off her sunglasses. "LILY!!!!!" Petunia screamed again.
"What is it now?" Lily asked irritably, coming into the kitchen where Petunia stood pointing at something on the table. "It's just an owl, Petunia," Lily said calmly, taking the parcel the owl offered her.
"Just an owl ?! Owls don't appear in your kitchen holding letters!"
"Well, they do that in the wizard world, Petunia."
"Don't say that word! I HATE it!" Petunia screamed.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Lily muttered.
"What's going on here, girls?" Frank asked. "I heard Petunia screaming.
"Who didn't," Lily muttered to herself. To Frank, she said: "Nothing, Frank. I just got my letter from my new school, that's all."
"...Okay, Lily. Just call on me if you want anything, right, girls?" Frank winked at them, and disappeared again. He's okay, Lily thought. If he just stopped thinking Petunia's the angel Gabriel...uh, Gabrielle... or something. Funny, though. He sounds more American than mum does.
With that thought in her mind, she went out in the garden again, ignoring Petunia shooting
daggers at her with her stare.
A/N: Yeah, I know it was short. But I'm posting the second chapter now as well! Yes, yes, the Author's Note at the beginning was longer than the actual story, I know...
