Lucky Seven
A/N: I am posting (thanks to Mel Mel!) the sample chapter of this story. If you would like to read the rest of it, it will be posted on my )
Many of my other stories will be there as well, if you would like to check them out.
Summary: (Vaguely based on the movie: Lucky Seven)Lily Evans still mourns the loss of her mother and intends to follow her mother's advice; all of it. She became a writer for the Daily Prophet under her mother's wishes. Amos Diggory is waiting for her - the only problem is, he is number six, when her mother told her to marry number seven. She decides that a man - James Potter - will be a suitable six, so she can live happily with Amos. Or try to, at least.
(Sample Chapter) Lucky Seven
Her hair cascaded to her shoulders as she pulled her cloak around her, trying to stay warm on a cold day in late November. She wrenched open the dor to the Three Broomsticks before slamming it shut noiselessly.
"'Lo Lil! Get any good American chaps, eh?"
"Doesn't matter," another stranger called. "He'd only be number five."
"Aye," the first voice agreed. "And we can't have that can we, Lily love?"
She decided to ignore them by walking up to the counter.
"Welcome back," said the man politely. She looked up to meet hazel eyes.
"Thanks," she said uncertainly. "I'll take a butterbeer to--"
"To go? Yes. You order the same thing everyday, Lily. Then you run off to the Daily Prophet like always. You'll never change, Evans."
She looked up startled. "How d'you know my name?"
"Don't you recognize me?" he grinned, taking her money and muttering his name.
In all reality she had known quite well and remembered quite clearly who he was. For he wasn't ordinary. Every day he would take her order and every day he'd flirt with her. Because he was stuck in his old ways, like always. That brilliant looking bloke: James Potter.