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A/n: So this is written for the 'Becca Rules the World' challenge where I got Lily/OC as a pairing and chose India for a country. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1: The apparition

A cauldron full of hot strong love was the first thing she heard as Lily Potter woke up in what she thought was early hours of the morning. Yawning, she lifted her muggle portable phone that she was almost sure was called a mobile (well, duh?). Rose had gotten it for her twenty fourth birthday which had been just a few weeks ago. She was still wary of it, but Rose had gone to so much pain to get it to work in the wizarding world so she tried her best to put it to use.

"Hello!" her groggily voice got a little laugh as a reply before her favorite cousin's voice came on.

"Hey sleepy head! It's nine o' clock! Slept in?" Lily jumped out of bed and hit her head on the headboard. A steady string of curses followed, which was answered by alternate shrieks of laughter and admonition from the other end. After a few minutes, the pain in the middle of her head subsided and she righted the receiver from its lopsided position.

"What's the matter?" she asked snappily, but Rose just chuckled.

"You do remember by engagement party, don't you? It's in a week and I want your help planning it? I told you this before!" Rose's voice bordered on impatient but Lily just rolled her eyes. Rose always insisted on preplanning things. Lily thought she'd have planned her whole life when she was in her Aunt Hermione's womb.

"Yeah, even before Scor asked you out, I know" she replied in a tired but clear voice, the sleepiness seeping away.

"Lily! Stop making fun of me! Anyway, I was wondering if you could have lunch with me today. You don't have any dates, do you?"

"N…yes I do, but that can be cancelled. I'll be at Florean's at one?" she could mentally see Rose shake her head in resignation on the other end. It was known all over wizarding London that Lily Luna Potter was the flightiest girl that was ever born.

"Okay then. Aren't you running late for the office?" Rose disconnected the line with that question, and Lily threw the contraption rather forcefully on the bed before hurrying to get ready. There was no choice, she'd have to apparate today. Not her most favorite mode of transportation; she was sure to be cranky the entire bloody day.

When Lily walked into her office in the Department of Magical Transportation, her assistant Claire was waiting at the entrance, agitated.

"I thought you were going to be late, Lily. We have received a weird contraption confiscated from the countryside. Mr Locks wanted you to analyse it and submit a report before the day is up" she recited, all the while following an irate Lily who stormed through the block of offices to the door labeled 'Examination Room. Entry restricted'. She blasted open the door quickly, closing it on Claire's face. Her assistant just smiled before she walked away; she was used to Lily's mood swings. She'd probably have over slept or something and would be back before lunch with an apology for acting rudely.

Inside the room, Lily walked around the contraption that was placed on an elevated platform in the middle of the room. She lit her wand to look at it better. The device was the size of a dressing room, a person wanting to hide might easily do so in there. It was colored a deep maroon, with vine like criss crosses of the color of gold interspersing it. The design was rather complicated and grand. She touched the thing cautiously, and it glowed a light red. She removed her hand immediately and waited for a second before she touched it again. The thing remained unlit. She moved her hand around it, trying to spot the doorknob. Her hands touched the cool surface of rounded metal, and Lily turned it to open the door. The inside was rather simple when compared to the outside. It was completely covered in black, with no engravings, no designs, nothing. She walked up the single step to get a better look at it. Taking a step forward, she placed her hand on the far edge of the box, and suddenly felt a tug at her navel that reminded her of her uncomfortable apparition earlier in the day.

She was sucked into the box, and it closed of its own accord as it spun rapidly, making her dizzy. She hit her head on one of he walls, and the thing seemed to slow down. She must have pressed some invisible button. When it stopped, she was literally thrown out of the box, not that she wasn't happy to get away from it, and landed on what appeared to be a poorly made road. The sun shone on her head rather hotly, and she belatedly realized that her winter clothes were making her sweat profusely. She listened to the various sounds around her while trying to stop her head from spinning. All she heard was a bunch of different syllables that made no sense, no matter which way she re-arranged them. And the accent, it was rather funnily like a song, melodic and flowing.

While she was so occupied, a dark hand invaded her vision, and she realized that it was extended to her; she was the one lying on the ground afterall. She took the offered hand, but as soon as she was upright, the hand let her go, making her stumble.

"Definitely drunk" a low masculine voice muttered before it said in a louder, more commanding voice, "Ranjith!"

Ranjith? What in hell was that? And who was this man? She couldn't see much because her eyes were watering from the blinding sun, but from what she could discern, he looked odd. He surely wasn't English, so what was he doing here? More importantly, where was here?

A/n: Was it too boring? If it was please do stay with me, because I promise it will get better!