Louise Mitchell had just gotten back to her house in Surrey, England after catching the bus home with her best friend, Nathalie Parker. They were typical eleven year old girls (they shared the same birthday, which was today, the 23rd July) and had just finished another pretty boring day at school. Nathalie, a tall and willowy blonde, wore their Surrey Intermediate uniform with style while Louise, a curvy brunette who was considerably shorter than Nathalie, hated the way the white top showed off her hourglass figure. The two had been best friends since they had been born, as their mums had always been close.
Louise turned on her radio and began singing along happily to her favourite song - Stronger, by Kanye West - while she changed out of her much hated uniform and into a pair of comfy jeans, a long white figure hugging top and a hooded jumper.
She was just looking forward to tomorrow, her date with one of the hottest boys at their school, Andrew Murphy, when she heard a loud noise at her bedroom window. Thinking it was a perve trying something on, she hollered out, "Piss off if you know what's good for you!" and pulled the curtains across even tighter. A few seconds later, the noise came back, this time continuing to bang against the window.
"That's it," she sighed heavily, annoyed to have to get up and see the pervert off. She made her way over to her window and pulled the curtains back. What she saw completely unnerved her. A tawny brown owl was tapping at her window and had an envelope tied to its leg. She opened the window cautiously and let the owl in, pulling the envelope off its leg none too carefully. She tore open the envelope and read the letter that was inside it.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Miss Mitchell,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
She gasped once she had read the letter. Her face had gone pale and she felt weak at the knees. Her, a witch? But surely they weren't even real!
Sure enough, inside the envelope there was another sheet of paper with uniform, books and equipment requirements on it. Was someone playing a joke on her? Because this wasn't funny.
Just then, she heard her mum get in. "Mum?" she called out, walking out of her bedroom and into the hallway, still holding the letter in her hands.
"Yes, Lou?" her mother, Claire Mitchell, answered tiredly, staggering in the door with bags of shopping in her arms.
"Mum, someone's sent me this really weird letter," Louise replied, "It says I'm a witch. I mean, what the hell?"- she said, seeing her mother's incredulous look, -"I bet it's some bitch from school trying to be funny."
Her mother dumped the bags of shopping in their kitchen before returning to her daughter, "Can I see?" she asked, holding out her hand for the letter, which Louise handed to her.
Claire's eyebrows furrowed as she read the letter.
"Yeah I know," Louise said, seeing her bewilderment, "It's random, isn't it?"
By the time her mother had read the letter, her face was pale and she was shaking, "Louise, I've heard of these. Danielle's daughter got one a few years back."
"So that means it's real," Louise interrupted.
"Yes it's very real," her mother said gravely, "And I guess you're going to have to go."
"What?! So that's it then. Goodbye to Surrey Intermediate, goodbye to Nathalie and Liz and all the rest of my mates and goodbye to Andrew! Okay, Louise, you're going to some retarded school somewhere in England that I've never even heard of before to become a witch?" Louise yelled furiously, glaring stonily at her mother. She could hold her own in an argument, any day.
"I'm sorry, honey," Claire said sympathetically, "I know this is gonna be hard for you and if it makes it any easier you can tell Nathalie all about it and you can take your phone and text her. Also, Sydney will be there too, just in a different year."
"Sydney?"
"Danielle's daughter. You know Danielle, my hairstylist, Lou."
"Mum, why do I have to do this? Isn't it optional whether I go or not?" Louise pleaded with her one last argument.
"Sydney tried that, honey," Claire explained, feeling sorry for her daughter, "They bombard you with owls and letters until you reply and if you reply saying that you don't want to go, they just keep sending them. But cheer up; Sydney loved it after she got there. Sure, she felt exactly like you did at first, but now she's right in there doing all that scary magic stuff. You should feel honoured because you get both worlds - magic and non-magic."
"So how am I gonna get there?" Louise asked, tasting the defeat in her words, "Do we have to buy a flying carpet and whatnot?"
"You take the train," her mother replied, biting her lip for what she knew would come. Louise slumped into Claire's lap, sobbing uncontrollably now.
"A b-boarding school?" the girl said in horror.
"Yes, and I'm sorry, Lou. I know, I know, you're just going to have to bear it somehow."
"I don't know how my life could get any worse," Louise choked out, her eyes streaming and red, "I hate magic!"
"No, shush love, no you don't," Claire said, comforting her daughter, "You give it a shot and you might just find you love it!"
"But what about you?" Louise said, really worrying about her mother, "I mean, there's no one else here! What are you going to do?"
"I'll figure something out, darl, you know I will," her mother soothed, "We can do this, Lou, we really can."
It was the 1st of September, and Louise was being dragged into Kings Cross station by her mother. She was pushing a trolley with Louise's suitcase in it, plus a large cauldron and an owl cage, with Louse's newly purchased tawny owl which she had called Nathalie.
"Alright, now where do we have to go?" Claire asked Louise anxiously, fretting over her daughter like a hen clucking over her chick.
"Platform nine and three quarters," Louise said sullenly, dreading getting on the train.
"What?" her mother said, panicking, "There isn't a platform nine and three quarters! Oh no, how could we have overlooked this detail! What'll we do now?"
"Excuse me," came a male voice from behind Louise. She spun around quickly and saw a quite good looking young boy with slightly longer than normal dark hair and gray eyes pushing a trolley identical to her own, "Going to Hogwarts?" the boy asked her conversationally, his eyes twinkling as he obviously knew the answer.
She nodded, unable to speak with the sudden lump in her throat.
The boy introduced himself as Sirius, and was in the middle of telling her how to get onto the train, when an imposing woman bore down upon him and seized him by the ear.
"What do you think you're doing, Sirius!" she scolded him severely, yanking him backwards, still holding him by the ear. He winced, "Making friends, mum," he replied sullenly, glaring at her fiercely.
"Making pureblood friends, I hope?" Sirius' mother said, pulling him a good deal away from Louise and her mother and looking at them scornfully.
"What does it matter?" he said resentfully, aiming a kick at her shins.
"What does it matter?! Orion!"- she yelled, calling out to a tall man behind her, -"He can't go to Hogwarts like this! He'll shame our family! The noble house of Black! Now you'd better get yourself firmly sorted into Slytherin, mister!"
"Yes mum," Sirius said sourly, wriggling and trying to escape his mother's grasp.
"Off you go then," she called, her voice dripping with threats, "I'll be getting Bellatrix to owl me to report on how you've been behaving and who you've been associating with, so young man, you had better watch your back!"
He nodded bitterly at her aged face and she and her husband turned around and strode swiftly out of King's Cross station.
As soon as they were out of sight, he walked back over to Louise and her mother who were standing, shocked, where they had been when Sirius' mother had first come over.
"Sorry 'bout her," he said, grimacing as he felt the bruise his mother's hands had left on his ear, "Old bat."
"That was very- well, brave of you, Sirius," Claire said, feeling sorry for the poor boy standing in front of her.
He bowed jokingly, causing Louise and her to laugh at his antics, "Sir Sirius to the rescue," Louise said, giggling.
"Ah so you do speak!" he cried happily, grinning at her, "Hey, if you come with me, I can show you where to go to get on the train. I'm sorry, Mrs…"
"Mitchell, Claire Mitchell."
"I'm sorry Mrs Mitchell, but I don't think you're allowed past the barrier. You see, security's been a bit uptight lately, so that muggles aren't able to get onto the platform." Sirius said, looking regretful.
"Oh alright then, I suppose I'll see you off now, then," Claire said, talking mainly to Louise. She enveloped her daughter in a fierce hug and whispered in her ear, so quietly she could hardly hear it, "Good luck, Lou. I'll see you in the summer holidays! Owl me!"
"Love you mum," Louise whispered back, clutching her mother tightly.
"You'd better go now," Claire murmured, "Don't want to look too clingy."
"See you, mum!" Louise said louder, stepping back from her mother's embrace and pushing her trolley off towards the platforms with Sirius walking beside her, keeping pace with her and tactfully not mentioning how red her eyes were, or how she sniffled every now and again. He kept up a steady flow of chatter, informing her all about Hogwarts and the four houses, and answering her occasional questions.
When they reached the barrier between platform nine and ten, he stopped and so she did too. "Alright," he said, "You have to run through the barrier and you'll get to the other side, where the Hogwarts Express is waiting."
Louise smiled, despite her sadness at leaving her mother behind, "And we were getting along so well."
"What, don't you believe me?"
She shook her head, and he smiled, pointing at an older looking girl who was approaching them. She began to run towards the barrier, and when she reached it, she did not crash into the wall, she disappeared! Louise started. This couldn't be happening to her! She was the most normal girl ever… or she had been until her eleventh birthday.
Sirius had been watching her sympathetically, "Muggleborn, yeah?"
"What's that?" she asked, confused.
"It's a witch or wizard who doesn't have magical parents," he explained gently.
"Oh. Yeah, that would be me," she replied.
"C'mon!" he said, suddenly running towards the barrier. She took a deep breath - was she really ready for this? - and followed him cautiously, starting at a walk and then speeding up. When she reached the barrier she winced, expecting to hurt herself, but she found herself on the other side of the barrier.
It was exactly as Sirius had described - a great, red train with the words 'Hogwarts Express' on it. There were a lot of kids dressed exactly like her, all pushing trolleys and getting onto the train. Some had owls, some had cats and some had toads.
"Wow," she breathed softly, but Sirius caught it.
"It's awesome, isn't it," he said, regarding the station with pride, "C'mon, let's get on the train. I've never actually been on it," he confided, losing some of his know all attitude, which Louise found quite reassuring.
"Yeah let's," she agreed, and they made their way onto the train and picked a compartment towards the back of the train.
They had been on the train for barely ten minutes when a boy with messy hair and glasses entered the compartment, obviously looking for a seat.
"Hey, is it alright if I sit here?" he asked nervously, running his hands through his hair and making it stick up even more than it already was.
"Sure, take a seat," Sirius said, smiling at the newcomer welcomingly, "So what's your name?"
"I'm James Potter. And you are…"
"Sirius," he replied shortly, and James fell silent, not wanting to push it.
"And I'm Louise Mitchell," Louise said conversationally, standing up, "Hey I'd better go and get changed. I'll be back in five!"
"See you!" the two boys chorused together. They looked at each other, grinning.
Louise walked down to the toilets at the back of the train, holding her robe and uniform in her arm. After she was done, she went back to her compartment, enjoying the feel of air on her bare legs.
She breezed into their compartment, humming to herself, when she noticed the boys' dark expressions, "What?" she asked, cocking her head to one side questioningly.
Sirius' face brightened up when he saw her, "This sad little couple came into our compartment just after you left. There was this ugly as dude our age called Severus something or other, but Snivellus suits him better, I reckon. And there was this girl-"
"This gorgeous girl," James interrupted, his eyes shining as he recalled her face, "With bright red hair and emerald green eyes-"
"Aw heck, he's going all poetic on us," Sirius mocked laughingly.
"-Called Lily. And so Snivellus told her she should be in Slytherin, and I said that if I was in Slytherin I'd leave, and so he got all nasty and started insulting us, and so we, of course, insulted him back, and then Lily left and he followed. Sad little groupie - hope she doesn't like him! Sirius, do you think she does?" James rambled, turning to Sirius when he said the last sentence.
Sirius shrugged, "Don't know and don't care, mate."
She smiled warmly at the two, "I hope you two weren't too mean," she warned, wagging her finger at them, "Otherwise, I don't really care."
James whooped, "Finally! A girl after my own heart!"
Sirius laughed and shook his head, "You're really one-of-a-kind, aren't you Lou?"
Lou? He had called her Lou! She wondered what this meant - were they real friends, or was his use of her nickname insinuating something more? No, she decided, she had Andy, and she wanted to be faithful to him and vice versa.
The rest of the train ride went by pretty uneventfully, apart from the trolley lady coming round and Sirius and James pretty much buying out the whole trolley. When the train came to a halt in a village the boys told her was called Hogsmeade, an extremely big man they called Hagrid called out, "Firs' years over 'ere! Firs' years over 'ere!"
"That's us," Sirius told her reassuringly, steering her over to where Hagrid was standing. Hagrid showed them all the boats that they needed to take to get to Hogwarts, "Four te a boat!"
Louise rushed to a boat and Sirius and James followed her. The three were closely followed by a girl who introduced herself as Lauren Kelly. Lauren had blonde hair cut in a bob and a slender figure. Louise was quite pleased to know a girl at Hogwarts, as Sirius had told her that they slept in dormitories and there was one for the girls in their year and one for the boys in their year. Lauren was a half-blood, so she had been able to carry a good conversation with Louise about the non-wizarding world.
The boat took them to Hogwarts, which turned out to be a beautiful old castle that happened to be a magic school. The first years were all ushered inside and were met by a stern looking lady who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall, the Deputy Headmistress. Professor McGonagall gave them a brief lecture about the four houses (Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin) and how they could earn and lose points for their house. She then announced that they would now be sorted into their houses and opened the door behind her to reveal a large hall (called the Great Hall coincidentally) with bright candles burning on the walls, a starry ceiling and four long tables with students sitting at them. There was also a table at the front of the hall where the staff and headmaster were sitting. It was nothing short of amazing.
The first years stood in a bunch and listened as Professor McGonagall explained how they would be sorted.
"So when I call your name, you come and sit on this stool and I will put the sorting hat on your head. It will decide which house you belong in according to your qualities and you will then go and sit with your new house. Any questions? No, alright then, I will begin. Abernathy, Neil!" she called, and a short, brown haired boy walked up to the stool and Professor McGonagall placed the hat on his head. After a short pause, the hat roared out, "Hufflepuff!" The boy went and sat at the Hufflepuff table amidst applause and cheers from his house.
"Anthony, Robert!" was next and he was sorted into Ravenclaw.
"Black, Sirius!" Professor McGonagall called, and Sirius grimaced nervously before squeezing Louise's hand and walking to the stool, sitting down and letting the professor put the hat onto his head. There was a long pause, in which Louise hoped and prayed that whatever house he was put into was the same one that she was put in. She heard a whisper from beside her, "I never would've thought it," James said grimly, "He's a Black!"
"What does that mean?" she whispered back, frowning.
"The Blacks are a pureblood family who treats everyone not of total wizarding blood like scum. They're probably the dirtiest and worst lot of all the purebloods."
Louise gasped, but refused to believe it, "Sirius is different," she insisted firmly, looking James in the eye, "I just know it!"
James looked doubtful, but he nodded.
"Gryffindor!" the hat yelled, and Louise smiled triumphantly at James and the two of them joined in the few cheers that greeted this news. She noticed a lot of dark and angry faces at Slytherin's table which were obviously his relatives. She felt a rush of sympathy for Sirius, whose parents would not be pleased with his new house.
After a few more first years, a "Evans, Lily," was called and she saw James suddenly sit up and nudge her.
"That's her! The one from the train!" he exclaimed, pointing quite rudely, as she pointed out to him, and he immediately withdrew his hand. Lily Evans was sorted into Gryffindor and he gave a contented sigh.
"What?" she asked him, wondering what on earth had suddenly made him so happy.
"I'm pretty sure I'll be in Gryffindor too, so I'll be in her house!" he cried joyfully, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet.
She shook her head and tutted at his energetic actions.
Lauren was sorted into Gryffindor after several other people had been sorted and Remus Lupin, a boy with sandy hair was sorted into Gryffindor after her. Finally, after, "Malcom, Angela," had been sorted into Slytherin, Professor McGonagall said, "Mitchell, Louise!"
She gritted her teeth, looked beseechingly at James, and stood up and walked to the stool, where Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat onto her head. She could see Sirius' face from where he sat at Gryffindor's table looking at her hopefully.
So what do we have here? She heard a voice say into her ear, and as she looked around to see who the speaker was, she realized it was the hat.
A talking hat? she thought, hoping it would hear her.
Yes, I can hear you. Now what house to put you in…?
Gryffindor, please.
Really, why? Oh I see! That is definitely one of the most pathetic reasons to put someone in a house I've heard yet! Yes, you want to be in Gryffindor, though it's best you don't know why yet…
Why?
I'm not going to tell you so you may as well save your breath. Oh, well, your thoughts then if you're going to be particular. Not Slytherin material, that's for sure. You're not really that cunning and malicious, like your friend.
My friend?
Never mind. Not Hufflepuff either-
I've heard Hufflepuff is for the groupies and dumb blondes.
Which you are not. Precisely, although Hufflepuffs are loyal and you are definitely very loyal because of how you stood up for your friend before. Ravenclaw? Well you are very smart.
Why thank you, but I would prefer Gryffindor.
Well if you're going to be that insistent, I guess it had better be… Gryffindor!
"Gryffindor!" the hat yelled loudly to the hall, and she took the hat off, whispered "thanks," and sat down next to Sirius at the Gryffindor table. He was whistling loudly at her arrival and he smiled at her as she sat down.
"Glad you could make it," he remarked proudly, looking her over happily.
"Me too," she replied, looking back at James who was still waiting to be sorted. He gave her a thumbs up and a wide smile.
"Pettigrew, Peter!" A small and plump boy walked up to the stool and was sorted into Gryffindor, much to everyone's surprise because of the way he was shaking and biting his lip nervously.
"Potter, James," was eventually called, and James strode confidently to the stool, and moments later the hat cried out, "Gryffindor!"
Sirius and Louise both applauded loudly as did the rest of their house, apart from Lily Evans, who was sitting opposite Sirius. Said boy glared at her fiercely as he saw her purposefully not clapping for his friend, and from what Louise knew of him he wouldn't forget her rudeness easily.
After the headmaster (Professor Dumbledore) said a few words of welcome and reminded them that the forbidden forest was indeed forbidden, the food appeared and Louise dug in. There were chicken legs dripping with gravy with a variation of vegetables to complement the meal. There were also sandwiches for any vegetarians, which she soon discovered that Lauren was. She personally couldn't understand how anyone could give up eating meat - it was so yummy and nutritious!
Sirius grinned at her while stuffing his face as she was, "'A 'oods 'ood, 'innit?" He asked her with a mouth full of food.
She shook her head at his bad table manners before replying, "Yes, it is. Lovely manners you've got there."
He shrugged his shoulders helplessly in reply.
After dessert, which was chocolate covered strawberries, they were shown to their 'common room' that they were going to be living in for their seven years of schooling at Hogwarts. The boys' dormitories were up the stairs and on the left, while the girls' were up the stairs and on the right. As it was late, they were told by their prefects to go and get ready for bed before a traditional game of truth for the first years.
Louise and Lauren walked up to the girls dormitory together and found that their stuff had been laid out by two beds next to each other. Lily Evans came in a moment later, and the three girls set about getting changed into their pyjamas and lying out their clothes for tomorrow. Louise was glaring at Lily stonily and Lauren, after much prodding from Louise, was doing the same. Lily eventually snapped, "What is your problem?" she exclaimed suddenly, getting sick of their looks.
"You're a complete bitch, that's the problem," Louise answered coolly, staring her down while she folded up her clothes neatly and put them into her portion of the closet.
"Excuse me?!" Lily hissed, now returning the girl's look.
"You fully ignored my friend in the sorting and from what I hear you were really rude to him when you saw him on the train. Hear this now, Lily Evans; nobody messes with my friends and gets away with it lightly," Louise replied, now finished with her clothes. She took a threatening step towards the angry redhead.
"Ooh, I'm so scared," Lily mocked, walking up to Louise, "He was being an arrogant git, that's why. Not that I owe you an explanation."
Louise tutted and turned to face Lauren, who had stayed silent during the whole exchange, "C'mon Lauren, let's go find our friends. Unlike some people we actually have them."
And with that, she walked out of the room, Lauren following close behind her.
The two girls met Sirius and James down in the common room, where they were making a circle for the game. She was sitting next to Lauren and Sirius and the boys introduced her to their other two roommates, Remus Lupin, who she noticed Lauren took an immediate liking to, as he was as quiet and reserved as she was, and Peter Pettigrew.
"Yeah I saw that too," Sirius remarked, glaring at Lily Evans' figure as she walked slowly down the stairs to sit next to Remus, "Was she giving you any hassle, Lou?"
"A little," she admitted, leaning closer to him, "Are you any good at pranking?"
He smirked, "Yeah. James too."
She smiled back, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking, B1?"
"What the hell?" Sirius interrupted, looking at her curiously, "B1?"
With a jolt she remembered that he was pureblood, "Don't worry, it's a non-magic thing."
"Right. But I think I am, Lou," he said.
The game began with the prefects introducing themselves. "I'm Betsy and this is Jake, my co-prefect. You can come to us with any questions you might have, or you can ask your head girl, Verona Wilde of Ravenclaw, or your head boy, George Griffins from our amazing house. Alright now, I'll start by spinning this, and it's landed on… you darling, what's your name?"
"Lauren."
"Okay then. Lauren, what's your favourite colour?"
"What a dumb question," Sirius sniggered quietly to Louise, who nodded in agreement and turned back to the game.
"Blue." Lauren answered, before reaching out and turning the spinner, "James, um, do you have any brothers or sisters?"
"Nope," James said, shaking his head, "I'm the one and only." He spun, "Ah, Remus. What's your favourite muggle show? You're half blood, right?"
Wow, thought Lauren, same as me!
"Home and Away," the boy replied, blushing, "It's addictive."
Lauren squealed, "Me too!"
"Really?" he asked, grinning. He spun and got Sirius, "What's your favourite food?"
Sirius sighed, "Now that's a toughie. I would have to say pizza."
Louise nodded approvingly, "Good choice," she remarked.
Sirius got Louise, "Lou, what's your favourite movie?"
"Star Wars!" she said passionately, "It's amazing, but you've probably never seen it 'cause it's not magic."
His eyes widened, "But everyone's seen Star Wars! It's awesome!"
She smiled broadly, "Don't you just love the bit when-"
"-Anakin and-"
"-Obi Wan have that big-"
"-Fight!" Sirius finished, grinning happily at her, "Yay! A fellow Star Wars fan!"
"Too right!" Louise grinned back, "The force is strong in this one." She spun, and her lips curved into a wicked smirk, "What's your worst fear?" she asked, addressing Lily.
Lily glared at her, "I'm not scared of anything," she replied confidently, but the spinner glowed bright blue and Betsy tutted, "Tell the truth please girls!"
"Fine then," Lily glowered, "I'm scared of heights. So what?"
"Nothing," Louise replied innocently, smiling faintly at her, while nudging Sirius and murmuring, "Remember that."
Lily spun, "Peter, what's your favourite subject?"
"Um," Peter stuttered, "I don't like school. I'm no good at it."
"I'm sure you are," Betsy soothed, packing the magical spinner away, "There, now it's time for bed. In the morning go down to the Great Hall (that's where we had dinner) for breakfast and you will be given your timetables. Your timetables will tell you which subject you have at what time and where to go to get to your classroom. Remember, if you have any questions, see me, Jake, a teacher or one of your heads. Goodnight!"
"Goodnight!" Lily chorused politely, her smile becoming strained as she realized that no one else had spoken. The others were all staring at her in amusement, "Freak," Sirius hissed after Betsy and Jake had gone up to their dormitories, pushing her purposefully towards the wall, "This isn't the last you'll see of us," he warned, before letting her go and striding up the staircase to where Louise was waiting.
"Night," he murmured, hugging her before going into the boys' dormitory. Lauren came up behind her, "I think he likes you," she said smugly, winking at her friend.
Louise laughed, "I don't think so. Besides, I've got a boyfriend at home. Nah, Sirius is just a friend."
Sirius winced. He had been listening at his door and was not happy with what he had heard. He vowed to himself that one day, one day she would be his girl.
Meanwhile, Lily was waiting on the staircase behind Lauren and Louise. The two girls were happily chatting away and did not seem to care that they were blocking her way up the stairs. She would have made a sharp remark and demanded that they move immediately, were it not for Sirius' threat moments ago. As it was, she waited patiently for them to move into their dormitory.
Louise glanced back and saw her, "Oh sorry!" she said, gushing with fake remorse, "Are we in your way?"
Lily nodded, her impatient nature getting the best of her, "Yes you are. Please move."
"That wasn't very nice," Louise remarked, folding her arms across her chest, "Would you like to try again?"
Lily narrowed her eyes, "Move!" she said bossily, hoping the girls would back down.
"You're forgetting your manners," Lauren said strongly. Louise smiled at her; this was the first time she had really spoken out.
"I won't do it," Lily said stubbornly, folding her arms as well, "Just let me in the dormitory!"
"Uh-uh," Louise tutted, shaking her head at her enemy, "I don't think so, bitch."
"Don't call me that, slut!" Lily retorted nastily.
"You think I'm a slut," Louise said, laughing.
"I saw the way you were throwing yourself at Sirius back there. It's obvious where you're headed," Lily said, her voice dripping with spite.
"It's called being friendly, Evans," Louise mocked, bouncing back from the low insult Lily had thrown at her, "Just because you don't have any doesn't mean other people don't."
Lily sighed, deciding to swallow her pride, "I'm sorry. Please excuse me and let me past?" she said, looking at the ground in embarrassment.
"No need," Louise smirked, "We were just going anyway."
Lily scowled at her. She just couldn't win!
"Fine!" she said stoutly, before following Louise and Lauren into the dormitory. As she was the last one in, she turned out the light. She thought she heard a short cry of shock, but she decided she was mistaken. After all, neither of those two girls was scared enough to be afraid of the dark. Little did she know Louise had already confided her fears to Lauren and the latter had grabbed her hand as she saw Lily's hand on the light switch and lead her to her bed. She tucked her in, muttered, "Sweet dreams," and slipped into her own bed, thinking about the events of that day and looking forward to tomorrow.
Hi everyone!!
Now before I start rambling, I'd just like to say that I have another fic in progress, Everyone's Getting Love Today, so I'll be updating pretty much every other week. Please review and it will make me update faster:) Feel free to give me constructive criticism because I know my writing needs a lot of work. I'm only 14 after all.
About this story:
-Yes, it's going to be Sirius/Louise, James/Lily and Remus/Lauren. Glad we got that sorted.
-They aren't going to hate Lily forever. That's all I'm going to say. And before anyone asks, James does like Lily and he probably will stand up for her at some point, but he's just made friends and he doesn't want to lose Sirius and Louise's friendship by siding with someone they don't like.
-I'm sorry Louise is being so bitchy!! And yes, she has my name but she sure acts way too feisty for me. I gave her my dream Marauder though, and I love Star Wars too. D
So that's the story in a nutshell. Hope you all liked the first chapter - I know it was real boring but it will get better, I promise!! Mini poll: Do you want me to keep writing her years at Hogwarts (all of them) or do you want me to skip to her seventh year and briefly explain what's happened in the time missed?
Thanks,
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