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Chapter 1: Another Day, Another Hogwarts Letter
Lily Evans twirled to the music, her thick, dark red hair fanning out behind her. She stared up into the hazel eyes of her partner, and smiled at the sight of his unruly black hair.
She reached up to try to flatten a piece sticking up at the back. James Potter grinned at this action. He caught hold of her hand and leaned towards her---
Brrring!
Lily woke up with a groan. She listened for the phone, and heard her mother chatting animatedly, although she couldn't tell what about.
Resigned to the fact that her hopes of sleeping in were dashed, Lily focussed on the dream that had been interrupted. She immediately felt panicked. Why would she be dreaming about James Potter? She hated James Potter!
Well… she thought. She didn't ihatei him. Sure, he annoyed her, but he had been getting a lot better since the whole Snivellus-in-midair-being-threatened-with-stripping incident. They could even be friends if he didn't keep asking her out constantly, each time with a smug tone to his voice, as though he expected her to accept.
With a sigh, Lily decided to leave the matter alone for a while. She threw on a t-shirt and a pair of wide-legged pants, and headed to the kitchen, where she could already hear her family eating breakfast.
"Oh Jamesy-Waaamesy… Wake up, lazy git!"
"Huh?" came the response, muffled because the voice's owner was still half-asleep and had his face stuffed into a large, fluffy pillow.
James searched for his glasses on his bedside table with one hand. Finding them, he sat up and put them on, looking around his bedroom for the source of the voice. Finally, he spotted his best friend, Sirius Black, hiding unsuccessfully behind a chair. Taking careful aim, he flung his pillow at Sirius.
"Ow! What was that for?" Sirius asked, pretending to look hurt.
"For calling me Jamesy-Wamesy. How many times have I told you not to call me that? Anyway… What are you doing here?"
"It's Sunday, you idiot. I came over because your parents said I was welcome for Sunday tea!" Sirius replied.
"But why are you here so early?" James questioned. "It's only eleven in the morning!" he added, after a quick glance at his watch.
"I was bored all alone at my apartment, so I came here. Do you realize you talk in your sleep?" Sirius responded, changing the subject. "Now that, that's funny. 'Oh Lily, I'll save you from that giant fire-breathing kangaroo!'" he continued, a wicked gleam in his eye.
"I said WHAT?" James yelped.
"Don't worry; I was just pulling your leg. It was just the usual 'Oh Lily, I love you' stuff."
James got out of bed and walked to his bathroom to get ready for the morning, hitting Sirius upside the head as he passed him.
Breakfast in the Evans' home followed a routine set for the past six years. Lily would talk to her parents. Petunia would talk to her parents. Lily would attempt to talk to Petunia, while Petunia would sullenly ignore Lily.
However, that morning, the routine was broken with a tap-tap-tap on the kitchen window. Looking up and seeing an owl waiting outside, Lily rushed to let it in. The owl gave her a thick envelope marked with the Hogwarts crest and flew away hurriedly after Lily gave it a couple of pieces of bacon.
She opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. After scanning the first two lines, she shrieked and began dancing around the kitchen.
"Lily! What is it?" her mother asked, sounding a bit concerned.
"I'm Head Girl! I'm Head Girl!" Lily exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.
"Congratulations, honey!" her father told her.
The only person who wasn't thrilled by the news was Petunia. "Great, they've gone and made you a leader of that freak place. What great news," she muttered, and left the room.
Lily watched her leave, feeling disappointed. She had hoped that her sister might have at least said "Good job," or even not said anything, but it didn't seem like that would be happening any time soon.
Reluctantly accepting Petunia's behaviour, she turned her attention back to her Hogwarts letter to see what other information it might contain about the upcoming school year.
Both James' and Sirius' letters came while the two were eating lunch. Sirius tore his open immediately, and after scanning it quickly, said, "There's nothing new this year. Same old, same old."
James didn't attack his letter with same ferocity as Sirius; instead, he opened it leisurely, eating his lunch as he did so. As he looked inside the envelope, his eyes widened. Hurriedly he pulled out the letter, and after reading the first couple of lines, the spoonful of soup he had just put in his mouth was sprayed all over Sirius and the table.
Sirius scowled at James as he wiped off his face and clothing. "What was that for? You would think that you'd been made Head Boy or something!"
James stared at him for a few seconds before slowly replying, "I was."
"WHAT? But we all thought that Moony was a shoo-in! Why would they make you of all people Head Boy? No offence, Prongs, but I have to admit that I didn't see it coming. Dumbledore must be fully off his rocker," Sirius told him.
"I agree. The only thing I thought would even put me in the running was my marks. After that…" James trailed off disbelievingly.
"Well, at least it's not Snivellus for Head Boy," Sirius said, and with the wholehearted agreement of James, left the subject for the moment.
Lily got under to covers of her bed and started getting comfortable for the night.
I wonder who Head Boy is, she thought. I hope it's Remus. She smiled at the thought of her fellow Prefect. She had stayed in contact with him since the end of term, writing him a few letters, and she suspected that she had developed less-than-platonic feelings towards the sandy-haired boy.
She rolled over onto her side and fell asleep. She couldn't stay up late celebrating her new appointment, for in the morning she was meeting her two best friends in Diagon Alley!
James flopped onto his bed, feeling both exhausted and excited. When his parents had found out about him getting the position of Head Boy, they had insisted on taking both James and Sirius out to a fancy restaurant. By the time they had finished, it was already quite late.
However, James couldn't keep the excitement from welling up in his stomach. The next day, Moony, Padfoot, and Prongs would be together in Diagon Alley.