"You're different, you know that?" "Different how?" "I'm not quite sure, but let me just say it's quite intriguing." A story of how one's curiosity can become love. JamesLily.
Hey everyone, here's my new story. Let me just say that this is the Prologue, so it's much shorter then the rest of the chapters. As well, this is in third person, and the following chapters will all be from James' perspective (I think). Anyways, I know it's not much right now, but please let me know what you think! Review! Thanks a ton and your all wonderful!
Ignorant Devotion: Prologue
"That was brilliant."
"Did you see the look on his face?"
"Amazing."
"Blimey I think that was our best work this year."
Four distinctly male figures stumbled through the Gryffindor portrait hole, shushing each other to be quiet but the adrenaline rush of a prank well done made then unable to be quiet. It was almost midnight, and pretty much the rest of Gryffindor house was asleep.
Except for one.
A girl was witnessing this scene; just resting on the couch and reading a book. The boys seemed unaware of her presence. She tried to ignore them, but found it impossible with their hanging around and exhilaration. She cleared her throat and they turned to look at her.
"You do realize that it is nearly midnight, and that most people are attempting to sleep," Lily Evans said.
The boys seemed startled that she was there, and were suddenly uncomfortable. See, they did not know this girl very well; heck they didn't even know her first name. All they knew was that Evans was her surname, that and she was quite intelligent, but that was all.
"Sorry Evans, I guess we didn't realize," James Potter began, but started again,"—it's just we just—"
"Pulled off your best prank this year; I heard," She said dryly.
James looked at her sheepishly. "Sorry Evans."
"Yeah," came the boisterous voice of Sirius Black. "Won't happen again." But she knew it would. There was no stopping these four.
As the four boys finally made their way up the staircase to their dormitory—only slightly quieter than before—James Potter glanced back at Lily Evans. She had returned to her book; the fire the only thing illuminating the pages. She looked beautiful in the light; her face partially hidden, her eyelashes casting shadows across her face, her hair gracefully falling in front of her. It was at this moment he wondered why he knew nothing of this girl.
That was the moment in which James Potter took an interest in Lily Evans.
Anyways, so there you go, the Prologue. I'll be back soon with a longer first chapter. Please let me know what you think and if i should continue. Thanks!