At precisely 7:30 AM on the morning of September the first of 1977, Lily Evans woke with a start. She smiled as she turned her alarm clock off. She knew what today was, she was returning to Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. Not only was she returning as a seventh year, but she was head girl this year. It was bittersweet, really. Lily was excited about returning to Hogwarts, she thought of the place as her home. However, this was the last September she would ever step foot into the school as a student. Lily laid there and smiled, thinking of the year ahead of her. She wondered who head boy was. Out of all the boys that she attended school with, she expected it to be either Remus Lupin or Amos Diggory. At least it wouldn't be that despicable, insufferable prat of a boy James Potter. Potter asked her out constantly. And teased her in front of the entire school. And attempted to touch her. That damned James Potter…
"FREAK!" Petunia's voice startled Lily, bring her out of her thoughts which, for some reason, had wandered to the infamous James Charlus Potter. Why did she know his middle name?
Her sister banged on the bedroom door this time, "FREAK! Mum said to come down stairs and get breakfast before you go off to that freak school of yours!"
With that, Lily got out of her bed and looked in the mirrow on her dress. She ran her fingers through her long auburn curls. She hated them with a passion. She hated them as much as she hated that nasty, slimy, greasy Severus Snape. James, however, loved them. He often would attempt to run his hands through them, but would often receive the wrong end of a Bat-Bogey hex when he did. Why the hell was she thinking about Potter again?
"Hello, darling," Lily's mum greeted her as she entered the kitchen.
"Morning," Lily replied, taking her usual seat at the table and starting on her eggs.
"You don't sound very excited, dear," her father said, peering over his newspaper.
"I am, daddy, trust me. It's sort of bittersweet. I'm so excited to be head girl, but his is my last year. And I'm really nervous to find out who Head Boy is," Lily said while forking her eggs around the plate.
"Are you meeting Emmeline at the station?" her mother asked.
"Her, Marlene, and Alice."
"That's nice, dear," he mother said.
Lily didn't even finish her eggs. Why was she so nervous? This wasn't normal. She went upstairs to shower and finish packing. The entire time, she was nervous. "What is bothering you, Lily?" she asked herself. When she walked into her bedroom, there was a large barn owl sitting on her window sill. She instantly recognized her as Emmeline's owl, Zen.
"Hi Zen," Lily greeted the great owl as she opened the window. The bird happily gave her an envelope and flew across the room to land beside Lily's owl, a Snowy Owl she called Delly. The birds had become as close to eachother as Lily and Emmeline.
Lily!
I'm so excited to see you today! It's really been too long. I already know you're Head Girl, no need to tell me. And I know who head boy is ;). I think you'll be happy with it! Guess who's still single by the way? ME! That's right, Emmeline I-Don't-Need-A-Man Vance is still on her no-man streak. I'm quite proud of myself. Don't roll you're eyes (it was funny that Emmeline had written this, as Lily actually rolled her eyes when she read it.) I'll see you at 10:45, okay? Love you, Lils
xo,
Emmeline.
Lily quickly grabbed a pen to scribble a note back, as she had already packed her quills away.
Em!
I'm excited to see you as well! And how many times have I told you YOU NEED A MAN. I know you like somebody, and that its one of those Marauders. Whenever there around you change, yet still manage to give them a run for their money. And you know who Head Boy is? It better not be Potter. Though, why would it be? He wasn't even a prefect! See you then
Lily.
Lily handed the letter to Zen, who happily took it and flew towards its owner's home. Lily looked at the alarm clock that sat on her bedside table. It read 9:54. She had to get ready!
Author's Note:
Hello everyone! First of all, I'd like to thank you for reading my story! I realize this chapter was short, but I would rather devote a chapter to the train scene than have a ridiculously long one. I can't guarantee fast updates as I'm taking some college classes along with regular high school classes. And I'm involved with clubs. So I stay busy (: Any comments? Likes? Dislikes? Suggestions? Constructive criticism will be gladly welcomed!
I'm not JK Rowling.
By the way, I LOVE Lily and James. And Sirius…I want to bring the young Sirius Black out of a book and marry him. Don't ask why, because I don't know why.
Thanks!
xo,
WotcherWeasley
