The Younger Marauder Years
Prologue
By: W.O.A.
Disclaimer: We don't own Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Lily Evans, Petunia Evens, and any other Harry Potter characters. But we do own Raven Dream, Fear Hathaway, Silvia Walters, Willow Rae, India Star, and Rupert Daniel. (Excuse the pun lol) We honor the lovely JK Rowling for creating a wonderful creation. If you have any Questions, rants, raves, or comments please see our e-mail below. But please, we would like some positive r/r's too! (We are merely human and able to cry.) Thanks!
~* W.O.A. ~*
E-Mail: marauder_woa@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Category: Romance/Drama/Angst
*~*~
For Lily Evens, July 30 was another hot, humid and extremely sticky day.
She sat in her backyard on her brown picnic table, while birds chirped and
butterflies sat on flowers. Being bored, she twisted a strand of fiery red hair,
it was curly, but do to the humidity, it was straight. The many masses
kept falling into her eyes. She carefully blew back onto her head, but to no
alas, they fell right back into her eyes.
"Damn bangs!" she'd swear under her breath each time. Her green eyes were
clouded with heat. The greenness returned every time she counted one of the
rosebuds on her sisters' prize-winning rosebush. Oh, gosh, how she loathed being
her sister's sister!
"Lily!" her mother's frantic scream pierced the air. She stood up and scrambled
into the kitchen, tripping on the family dog as she entered.
"Yes, Mummy?" Lily asked as she approached her mother's hunched over body
at the table. Her mother looked up at her in an upward smile, her same green
eyes sparkling. She handed Lily her letter, and Lily's face lit up in a smile.
"This is so cool!" she screeched as she jumped up and down. "I'm a witch!"
She hugged her mother and ran upstairs to her room.
Upon entering, she saw her sister lying on her bed holding a mirror above
her. Lily sighed, dropped her arms to her sides and walked to the side
of her bed.
"Petunia, what are you doing in my room?" she asked, pushing her legs off and
sitting down.
"Looking at my beauty. It still amazes me how gorgeous I am! I get my great
looks from everyone is this family! I mean, everyone envies me!" she smiled and
giggled. Petunia sat up, put the mirror down and looked at her, her nose wrinkled in
disgust.
"And then, there is you, Lily."
*~*~
Silvia sat in the family room, reading on of her many books. Her waist long
silver hair was wrapped up in a bun, two stubborn strands managed to
escape and hung limply on her forehead. Her blue-green eyes were shining
with tears as she removed her glasses.
"Oh, so sad!" she sobbed and dabbed her eyes. Her mother ran into the room
and stood in front of her.
"Guess what?" she snapped, her hands on her hips. Silvia put her glasses on
and looked at her mother.
"Guess what? I'm not in trouble, am I?" she hesitated. Her mother tossed a little
envelope at her.
"Explain that!" she screeched. Silvia looked at it and opened it. Her eyes quickly
scanned the paper.
"I don't know what this is," Silvia said, tearing up. Her mother's eyes softened and
she hugged her daughter.
"I was only teasing!" she said as Silvia cried. "Honey, I'm happy for you! I think this
will be a wonderful opportunity for you to meet new friends," her mother explained. Silvia sniffled and wiped her eyes.
"Thanks, mum," she said and bolted outside.
*~*~
"Hey Siv, siv!" Lily shouted, hopping up and down to see over the brown
fence to talk to her friend.
"What do you want?" her friend said jumping as well.
"I...got...a...letter..." Lily panted, getting winded from her energetic
jumping.
"From Hogwarts?" Silvia half-asked, half-finished as she grabbed the fence and let
her legs dangle.
"How'd you know?" Lily asked, doing the same thing.
"Because, silly, I got one too!" Silvia squeaked.
"Really? That is so wicked!" Lily said and let go, landing on the ground. Shouts
could be heard coming form Silvia's house.
"Sorry, wish I could talk more, but my mums calling," she said and ran off to her
house, leaving Lily standing alone.
"O.K., talk later," she said, to no one in particular.
*~*~
"RAVEN ROSE DREAM!" Raven cringed when she heard her stepmother scream. She sat up in bed and took a breath.
"Yes ma'am," she shouted and ran for the door. Scrambling downstairs, she stopped and looked at the floor.
"What did I do this time?" she timidly asked, receiving a jerk from her.
"Look at me!" she demanded and shook her stepdaughter. Raven slowly looked in
her stepmothers red face. She tried not to gag at smelling the alcohol on her drunken breath.
"What in bloody hell are you up to? I knew you were a member of a cult!" she accused. Raven's lower lip trembled and her eyes filled with tears.
"No, ma'am, I'm not! I swear!" she whimpered as she was struck on the cheek.
"Liar! Then why in hell did this letter come?" she shoved an envelope in to her face.
Raven took it and carefully read it.
"I have no..." She landed on the floor from the force of her stepmother's beating.
She continued to attack her until she left her bleeding. She looked down at her.
"You filthy little whore! I know now why your mother left you. She was a smart women!" she snarled and slurred. She turned to the kitchen and began to walk when
she stopped. She turned and gritted her teeth.
"I hate liars!" she screamed at her, and then stormed off, leaving a bleeding Raven on
the floor. She went back into the kitchen and took a swig from her open bottle of Vodka.
After lifting her head to see if she returned to her drinking, Raven carefully picked
herself up and stumbled back upstairs to her room. She walked to her mirror and
looked at her face. Tracing the bruise that was forming, she saw her lower lip tremble. Her raven black hair was sticking to her face, and her brown eyes were red and
puffy, both from crying and her beating.
"I hate her, the stupid bitch," she sobbed and walked to her bed and laid down on it.
Curling up into a ball, she put her face on her knees and cried herself to sleep.
*~*~
Fear sat in her chair, her legs hanging over the side. Her bleach blonde, elbow
length hair was hanging loosely and her blue eyes sparkled as she watched her
television.
"Man, I hate this show!" she said. She walked up to the television and turned it off.
She looked out the window and saw her mother running toward the front door.
Thinking there was an emergency, Fear ran to the door and opened it, her throat tightening in panic.
"What wrong, Mummy?" Fear asked. Her mother's blue eyes were brimming with
tears and her face was shining with her smile.
"You have been excepted into Hogwarts!" her mother told her as hugged her. Fear hugged her mother and back smiled herself.
"This is great! That's where Daddy went!" She said and began to tear open her letter.
She read it and jumped up and down. "This is so wicked!" she shouted. She stopped
at looked at her mother.
"Do you think Daddy will be happy?" Fear asked.
"Of course, honey! Of course he will!" her mother said as she kissed her cheeks. "I
am very proud of you honey," she said and hugged her again. Fear pushed her
mother away and kissed her.
"Mummy, I have to go tell Raven, I now she'll be thrilled," she said as she headed
for the door, but her mother grabbed her arm, stopping her.
"Be careful, honey, remember, no body is supposed to know about Hogwarts," her mother warned her.
"O.K., O.K., Mum, I get it!" Fear said as she took her mother's hand off her arm.
She ran towards the door to the house across the street, hoping that her friend would
be outside.
Fear slumped her shoulders in disappointment and walked back to her house.
"Fear," a whisper said from one of Fear's mothers' bushes. Fear looked and saw Raven crouching behind one.
"Raven," she whimpered as she saw her beaten friend. She went over to her and held her close to her shoulder.
"What was her excuse this time?" she asked, stroking her blood-matted hair.
"I got a letter from a school of witchcraft called Hogwarts and she thought I was in a
cult and..."
"Say no more," Fear said as she removed the bangs from Raven's face. "I got a litter too!" she said. Raven sniffled and looked up at her.
"Really? That's cool," she half -smiled. "Could I ask a favor of you?"
"Of course, would do you need?" Fear asked, helping her stand up.
"Could I use your shower?"
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(c) WOA please don't take, use, or copy this story. We worked really hard on this, and this is
our pride and joy. If you would like to put this on your site, please e-mail and tell us. Thanks for reading
and we hope you enjoyed the prologue of our story, The Younger Marauder Years.
Prologue
By: W.O.A.
Disclaimer: We don't own Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Lily Evans, Petunia Evens, and any other Harry Potter characters. But we do own Raven Dream, Fear Hathaway, Silvia Walters, Willow Rae, India Star, and Rupert Daniel. (Excuse the pun lol) We honor the lovely JK Rowling for creating a wonderful creation. If you have any Questions, rants, raves, or comments please see our e-mail below. But please, we would like some positive r/r's too! (We are merely human and able to cry.) Thanks!
~* W.O.A. ~*
E-Mail: marauder_woa@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Category: Romance/Drama/Angst
*~*~
For Lily Evens, July 30 was another hot, humid and extremely sticky day.
She sat in her backyard on her brown picnic table, while birds chirped and
butterflies sat on flowers. Being bored, she twisted a strand of fiery red hair,
it was curly, but do to the humidity, it was straight. The many masses
kept falling into her eyes. She carefully blew back onto her head, but to no
alas, they fell right back into her eyes.
"Damn bangs!" she'd swear under her breath each time. Her green eyes were
clouded with heat. The greenness returned every time she counted one of the
rosebuds on her sisters' prize-winning rosebush. Oh, gosh, how she loathed being
her sister's sister!
"Lily!" her mother's frantic scream pierced the air. She stood up and scrambled
into the kitchen, tripping on the family dog as she entered.
"Yes, Mummy?" Lily asked as she approached her mother's hunched over body
at the table. Her mother looked up at her in an upward smile, her same green
eyes sparkling. She handed Lily her letter, and Lily's face lit up in a smile.
"This is so cool!" she screeched as she jumped up and down. "I'm a witch!"
She hugged her mother and ran upstairs to her room.
Upon entering, she saw her sister lying on her bed holding a mirror above
her. Lily sighed, dropped her arms to her sides and walked to the side
of her bed.
"Petunia, what are you doing in my room?" she asked, pushing her legs off and
sitting down.
"Looking at my beauty. It still amazes me how gorgeous I am! I get my great
looks from everyone is this family! I mean, everyone envies me!" she smiled and
giggled. Petunia sat up, put the mirror down and looked at her, her nose wrinkled in
disgust.
"And then, there is you, Lily."
*~*~
Silvia sat in the family room, reading on of her many books. Her waist long
silver hair was wrapped up in a bun, two stubborn strands managed to
escape and hung limply on her forehead. Her blue-green eyes were shining
with tears as she removed her glasses.
"Oh, so sad!" she sobbed and dabbed her eyes. Her mother ran into the room
and stood in front of her.
"Guess what?" she snapped, her hands on her hips. Silvia put her glasses on
and looked at her mother.
"Guess what? I'm not in trouble, am I?" she hesitated. Her mother tossed a little
envelope at her.
"Explain that!" she screeched. Silvia looked at it and opened it. Her eyes quickly
scanned the paper.
"I don't know what this is," Silvia said, tearing up. Her mother's eyes softened and
she hugged her daughter.
"I was only teasing!" she said as Silvia cried. "Honey, I'm happy for you! I think this
will be a wonderful opportunity for you to meet new friends," her mother explained. Silvia sniffled and wiped her eyes.
"Thanks, mum," she said and bolted outside.
*~*~
"Hey Siv, siv!" Lily shouted, hopping up and down to see over the brown
fence to talk to her friend.
"What do you want?" her friend said jumping as well.
"I...got...a...letter..." Lily panted, getting winded from her energetic
jumping.
"From Hogwarts?" Silvia half-asked, half-finished as she grabbed the fence and let
her legs dangle.
"How'd you know?" Lily asked, doing the same thing.
"Because, silly, I got one too!" Silvia squeaked.
"Really? That is so wicked!" Lily said and let go, landing on the ground. Shouts
could be heard coming form Silvia's house.
"Sorry, wish I could talk more, but my mums calling," she said and ran off to her
house, leaving Lily standing alone.
"O.K., talk later," she said, to no one in particular.
*~*~
"RAVEN ROSE DREAM!" Raven cringed when she heard her stepmother scream. She sat up in bed and took a breath.
"Yes ma'am," she shouted and ran for the door. Scrambling downstairs, she stopped and looked at the floor.
"What did I do this time?" she timidly asked, receiving a jerk from her.
"Look at me!" she demanded and shook her stepdaughter. Raven slowly looked in
her stepmothers red face. She tried not to gag at smelling the alcohol on her drunken breath.
"What in bloody hell are you up to? I knew you were a member of a cult!" she accused. Raven's lower lip trembled and her eyes filled with tears.
"No, ma'am, I'm not! I swear!" she whimpered as she was struck on the cheek.
"Liar! Then why in hell did this letter come?" she shoved an envelope in to her face.
Raven took it and carefully read it.
"I have no..." She landed on the floor from the force of her stepmother's beating.
She continued to attack her until she left her bleeding. She looked down at her.
"You filthy little whore! I know now why your mother left you. She was a smart women!" she snarled and slurred. She turned to the kitchen and began to walk when
she stopped. She turned and gritted her teeth.
"I hate liars!" she screamed at her, and then stormed off, leaving a bleeding Raven on
the floor. She went back into the kitchen and took a swig from her open bottle of Vodka.
After lifting her head to see if she returned to her drinking, Raven carefully picked
herself up and stumbled back upstairs to her room. She walked to her mirror and
looked at her face. Tracing the bruise that was forming, she saw her lower lip tremble. Her raven black hair was sticking to her face, and her brown eyes were red and
puffy, both from crying and her beating.
"I hate her, the stupid bitch," she sobbed and walked to her bed and laid down on it.
Curling up into a ball, she put her face on her knees and cried herself to sleep.
*~*~
Fear sat in her chair, her legs hanging over the side. Her bleach blonde, elbow
length hair was hanging loosely and her blue eyes sparkled as she watched her
television.
"Man, I hate this show!" she said. She walked up to the television and turned it off.
She looked out the window and saw her mother running toward the front door.
Thinking there was an emergency, Fear ran to the door and opened it, her throat tightening in panic.
"What wrong, Mummy?" Fear asked. Her mother's blue eyes were brimming with
tears and her face was shining with her smile.
"You have been excepted into Hogwarts!" her mother told her as hugged her. Fear hugged her mother and back smiled herself.
"This is great! That's where Daddy went!" She said and began to tear open her letter.
She read it and jumped up and down. "This is so wicked!" she shouted. She stopped
at looked at her mother.
"Do you think Daddy will be happy?" Fear asked.
"Of course, honey! Of course he will!" her mother said as she kissed her cheeks. "I
am very proud of you honey," she said and hugged her again. Fear pushed her
mother away and kissed her.
"Mummy, I have to go tell Raven, I now she'll be thrilled," she said as she headed
for the door, but her mother grabbed her arm, stopping her.
"Be careful, honey, remember, no body is supposed to know about Hogwarts," her mother warned her.
"O.K., O.K., Mum, I get it!" Fear said as she took her mother's hand off her arm.
She ran towards the door to the house across the street, hoping that her friend would
be outside.
Fear slumped her shoulders in disappointment and walked back to her house.
"Fear," a whisper said from one of Fear's mothers' bushes. Fear looked and saw Raven crouching behind one.
"Raven," she whimpered as she saw her beaten friend. She went over to her and held her close to her shoulder.
"What was her excuse this time?" she asked, stroking her blood-matted hair.
"I got a letter from a school of witchcraft called Hogwarts and she thought I was in a
cult and..."
"Say no more," Fear said as she removed the bangs from Raven's face. "I got a litter too!" she said. Raven sniffled and looked up at her.
"Really? That's cool," she half -smiled. "Could I ask a favor of you?"
"Of course, would do you need?" Fear asked, helping her stand up.
"Could I use your shower?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
(c) WOA please don't take, use, or copy this story. We worked really hard on this, and this is
our pride and joy. If you would like to put this on your site, please e-mail and tell us. Thanks for reading
and we hope you enjoyed the prologue of our story, The Younger Marauder Years.