New Beginnings

Hello! So I love Jily fanfiction where it's untraditional and odd and weird so I wrote this one! I follow main stream ideas (ex. Parents died, didn't like each other at hogwarts etc.) but I spice it up with some pizazz.

All lf this could not not be possible without my Queen JKR so all of this belongs to her! Hope you enjoy!

"Miss Evans, Mr. Donnelly is ready to see you now."

Okay. Take a deep breath. It's just another interview.

The Wasps thought I was too experienced, the Cannons didn't think I had the ability, now the United.

Wow this witch has a great ass. I wish I had a great ass. Maybe I should work out more. Okay, no focus Lily!

She leads me down a long hallway with pictures of past Puddlemore United teams and newspaper clippings, even official statements from the Minister of Magic.

The witch stops at a large, wooden door with the name "F. Donnelly" on it and gestures for me to go in.

"Good luck." She says quietly.

I walk in and behind the desk is the manager of the Puddlemore United Quidditch team. A legend.

"Miss Evans, how are you?" He asks as he stands to shake my hand.

"Very well, sir. The rain is letting up I think." Why the fuck do you think he cares about the rain?!

"Great! Practice starts soon for the boys. Do you know any of the members?"

I nod. "Not personally but majority graduated around me at Hogwarts. Lance Bolt was in my year, but he was a Hufflepuff and I was in Gryffindor."

"Very nice! I was a Gryffindor myself. Best house there is." He smiles as if recalling a memory. "So let's get to it. Why do you want to be a member of the Puddlemore United Charm Team?"

Wow okay that was abrupt.

"To be honest, I have always had a passion for charms. I received top marks on all charms exams and was Professor Flitwick's star pupil. I also excelled in Potions and I think the two skills are handy together. The United is an amazing team and I know that with me on the charms squad I could be of great help."

Mr. Donnelly listened intently and nodded along. "I see you have also interviewed with the Wimbourne Wasps and the Chudley Cannons. Why were you not taken there? And how come those were your first choices?"

Hitting with the hard questions. Thanks.

"Well right out of Hogwarts I was an apprentice for the Wasps so I had a few connections there but they believed I was too experienced for the team. They wanted me to go and do something greater than only charming their brooms. That was the only position they had open for me."

He's just staring at me. Nod or something, mate! I need encouragement! I go on and speak a bit brighter to make it seem as if I actually am happy telling him everything that I've down right and wrong.

"And the Cannons offered me an interview after I finished my internship there after my training with the Wasps. The Cannons liked me, but their team was suffering and they didn't think I had the ability to do anything ether than what they already had. The United was not my third choice by any means, Mr. Donnelly. It is actually my first choice but I was offered those interviews first."

Oh he thinks I'm not good enough. Damn I wish you could lie in interviews. He keeps looking at my chest. Am I wearing an appropriate top? It's a low cut blouse for merlins sake! Lily what were you thinking?!

"Really? Well this job entails full dedication to the team. You would be at every match, practice, tournament, press conference and team meeting. You would be head of Charms , meaning you tweak each broom for each team member, figure out what the team's brooms needs to be the best, enchant all of the bludgers and snitches. You would be available at all times for the team so they could perform their best. It's a 24/7 commitment Miss Evans. Are you up for that?"

Is he giving me the job? Is he dangling it in my face? What the fuck mate? I'm a 20 year old single witch with almost no family and barley a social circle. I have enough free time for a century.

"Of course!" I say too excitedly. I can hardly keep myself from having an asthma attack.

"I am single, I live so close to the stadium and I don't even have a pet. I'm free." Now I sound like a loser.

"Miss Evans I'm impressed. No one has shown this much true passion for the job yet. I really don't think I have any other choice but to offer you the position." He said smiling.

I leap up and almost cry.

"Thank you! Oh thank you! You will not regret this!"

He laughs and stands to shake my hand.

"I doubt I will Miss Evans. Now go ask Gretchen to take you to see the team manager for a few details. He's been waiting for a week for me to finally send him someone worthy. Have a nice day and congratulations."

I smile and wave goodbye as I walk out the door. Gretchen with the great ass leads me down to the next few doors and stops to guide me in.

"Congratulations, by the way. You are exactly what this team needs."

"Thanks!" I smile and open the door.

I see someone with their feet up on the table behind the desk shielding his face from me. He is releasing a snitch then catching it once it flys away just before it is out of his grasp. Whoever it is, he's got huge muscular hands. Can hands be muscular? Yep.

"Excuse me?" I say to let him know I'm here. Before I stepped in the room I buttoned an extra button on my blouse, can't be named the office whore too soon.

The chair turns and I see the Puddlemore United team captain, James Potter.

"Evans?" He asks a bit surprised.

"Potter." I greet just as surprised. So I guess James Potter is the United's team captain now. That's weird.

"What are you doing here? I'm supposed to be expecting the new charms Head." He looks absolutely perfectly ruffled. They must of told him business casual because he's wearing a button up with his sleeves rolled at his elbows. His cloak is hanging on a hook by the door and his hair is messed up to all high heaven. It's like he never left Hogwarts.

"I am the new Head of Charms. What are you doing here? You're with the Falcons." I remember going to a Falcons match and seeing him play. He is superb. Always was at Hogwarts, winning Gryffindor 6 Quidditch Cups. Third year must have been rough because Gryffindor had never played that badly ever. Damn Ravenclaws.

"Got traded. Immediately put in captain position because of how desperate the United was to get the team to the World Cup. I cannot believe you are the new charms head. I was expecting some idiot that had Ministry connections. Thank Merlin it's you. How have you been?"

My relationship with James was an odd one. We never got along throughout most of school but then when our parents both passed away around the same time, we bonded through that and got pretty close. Lost touch with each other, I guess.

"Great!" Merlin that's the most blah answer ever Lily! You are an educated witch! Speak adult!

"I was with the Cannons and the Wasps training since I got out of school. Now I have a flat down in central London. This is kind of my 'big break.'" I add on. Ya spice it up.

"That's great!" Oooh Potter's bland, too.

"You?" I ask him. I've moved from standing to sitting in a large comfy chair in front of his desk. The room is covered in medals, trophies, diplomas, certificates. Every relic must be in here.

"Well with two years with the Flacons under my belt, this is my new adventure. This team has some great guys in it. Even Lance Bolt is on it! Never was as good as me, but a decent flier."

"Oh ya, decent. Not like he's in the pros or anything, Potter." I add sarcastically as I smile.

"Ya whatever, Evans. Never could beat Gryffindor, could he?" He responded smugly.

"Came damn close third year. Ravenclaw pulled through though."

"Worst year ever." He said shaking his head. "I mean how could both Martha Jensen and Patrick Price both drop the team? How? I mean Price's brother was a captain for Merlin's sake! Then Barney Sharp got the dragon pox..." He began a whole rant about the team and how he was holding it up on his shoulders when he was only thirteen.

"Anyways, I never let THAT happen again. Where in London are you?" He asked, changing the subject quickly. He must of realized how bored I was getting.

"I'm at the corner of Dean Bradley and Romney. It's a building called the Gallery. It's an awesome spot-"

"No way. I live there, Evans!" James interrupted so shocked.

"You're kidding. What floor?"

"Second. You?"

"Fourth! Oh my God I cannot believe we had never run into one another. Is Mrs. Brandt on your floor? She is the worst! All she does is steal my magazines and intercept my owls. She has to have complained to the landlord fifty times to have me evicted."

"Are you joking? She is the best! I'm over at her flat all the time! She's cooked me dinner before! I help her with groceries and mechanical problems. I'll put in a good word for you." He answered. Wow it seemed like they are really close. How sweet.

"Thanks I appreciate it. Okay well is there anything I need to know before I start monday?" Finally I can get the details on my new job.

"Oh ya! I totally spaced that that was why you were here." He laughed and searched for a something in his desk. Damn he looked good. Scruff on his jaw, veins popping out of his arms, eyes were still as hazel as autumn.

Lily get a hold of yourself! That will never happen. You remember seventh year.

"Here it is!" James called as a huge binder slammed on the table.

"Okay so this binder is your new Holy Grail. It has team member bios, stats from ever game, broom and ball information, game plans, secret motives, rankings, literally everything. So just read through this and then meet with Wendy from Management on monday and she will take it and answer any questions."

He seemed so enthralled with the binder it was like it was his child.

"Because I was drafted only last month I was to memorize this front to back. It's exhausting, but once you finish you feel like the smartest person in the world."

"Sounds great! I'll take a look." I stand up ready to go because obviously I've been in here too long. I can see Gretchen has opened the door to usher me out.

James stands and shakes my hand mentioning coffee one morning at the bakery we live by.

"And Lily, that binder is extremely important. Only one we have and so if you don't have it by monday or have shared something from it, it could cost you your job." James added seriously. Wow that's a huge responsibility, perfect. Not even my first day and I can funk this up.

"Got it." I nod. "I'll see you around, Potter. It was good seeing you."

"You too, Evans." He bows his head and smirks as I turn to go home.