Disclaimer: All the Harry Potter stuff isn't really mine. In actuality its JKR's. Surprising isn't it?
Looking at James it was easy to tell he was a Weasley. And looking at Albus it was obvious he was a Potter. But Lily was different. Unlike James and Albus, Lily wasn't a little carbon copy of either of her parents. She was truly a mix between both of them.
Lily may not have had Weasley – red hair, but she did have red hair. In the sun, the rays would reflect off her dark hair, gracing it with a shiny orange look. And in the snow, Lily's hair contrasted quite drastically, leaving a dark red glow on the white covering. From one angle, it might look like Lily had jet black hair. From a different angle, Lily's hair was clearly red. In actuality Lily's hair was neither shade. It was a dark red: a chestnut red.
Her smile was Harry's. Her laugh was Ginny's. Her chin was Harry's. Her nose was Ginny's. But Lily's eyes didn't belong to Ginny or to Harry. They were her eyes, solely hers.
Just like her hair, Lily's eyes were a mix between her mothers and her father's. It was James who inherited her mother's brown, almond shape eyes; Albus got Harry's large, bottle green eyes. Lily was, as usual, different. Lily's eyes were a lovely almond shape, just like James and Ginny's, but with the size of Harry's green eyes.
Those green eyes; Lily had always been jealous of Albus' lovely eyes. Al wasn't particularly fond Lily's word choice. Lovely wasn't a very manly term. But he still found ways to use his eyes to his advantage, at least when concerning Lily. Al read all of James' textbooks during James' first summer home from Hogwarts. He'd convinced Lily he'd found a spell that he could use to trade eye color with her. She'd done his share of degnomeing the garden for a month. Of course, the spell wasn't real.
Lily went crying to her father for the first time since she was three. She'd wanted to have those pretty, green eyes even if only for a minute. It was then Harry saw the true beauty behind his daughter's eyes. They could hold be full of mirth and grief at the same time. They could hold a secret and reveal the truth all at once. Lily's eyes were a mystery and a beauty. They were Ginny's brown eyes, but a part of Harry could be seen in them too. A part of him was visible in the little, bottle green specks.
If James and Albus were girls it could easily be said that Lily was the prettiest of the three. And with a name like Lily how could she not be? But James and Albus were not girls, and, therefore, their beauty couldn't be compared to Lily's.
People always told Lily what a pretty child she was. But all children are called pretty, and all young girls are called beautiful.
Lily would do anything to annoy her older brothers. They'd gotten to her so much over her childhood that she needed the chance to get them back. She wasn't a crazed, vengeful freak. She was just a prankster, a talent she'd inherited from her Uncle George.
When Lily finally got to Hogwarts, it was much easier for her to annoy her brothers. Lily quickly discovered the easiest and most effective way of getting on their nerves. It was at the moment she discovered this method that she discovered having older, overprotective brothers wasn't entirely a curse.
Quickly may be an over exaggeration of the timing of which Lily discovered the most effective way of annoying her brothers. She discovered how on her very first Hogwarts train ride.
She was sitting alone in a compartment. Lily liked the quiet, family free environment. Sadly her solitude was interrupted. She knew who the blond boy with the sharp features was immediately. Her brothers had warned her about him. But Lily never listened to her brothers. Perhaps that's why she so easily took a liking to this boy.
He opened the door and took a seat, not asking, just sitting. He pulled out a book, and like she, read.
Lily could hear him fidgeting from the opposite end of the compartment. She couldn't fathom a reason for it. He was a third year. I was she who should have been fidgeting. He soon broke the silence.
"You look familiar don't you?" his attention wasn't even on the novel in his lap anymore.
Lily responded without looking up from her book, "I might have seen my face in the Daily Prophet once or twice." Lily could always be trusted to have a witty comeback.
"Oh," was all she heard in response. Even the fidgeting stopped.
In response to the silence Lily finally looked up. "What is it?" she asked, truly curious. Her full attention was focused on him now.
"Well," he started. "You're a Potter." It seemed to be his final explanation for his awkwardness around her. Lily wouldn't accept it.
"I know that," she stated. "And you're a Malfoy. It doesn't mean much."
A stiff silence followed in which the tension in the room could be cut with a knife. Finally, Scorpius spoke, "It does matter."
Lily furrowed her eyebrow, not in confusion however, in disapproval. "I don't think it does."
Scorpius raised hiseyebrows. "Have you ever even been outside? Prejudices are all around. A Potter can't talk to a Malfoy. A Slytherin can't talk to a Gryffindor." Lily was tempted to point out she hadn't been sorted yet, but sensing the bitterness in Scorpius' voice she decided against it. Instead, she began formulating a revenge plan in her mischievous mind. One that she knew he wouldn't refuse to go along with.
"It would annoy them wouldn't?" she asked, a smirk appearing on her face.
"Who?"
Lily gave him a look that gave it away, "My brothers."
"Oh, well. I suppose it would."
"Well then," Lily began, rubbing her hands together maliciously. "I think we should try it."
Scorpius looked at her skeptically. "You want to talk to me to annoy yourbrothers."
Lily didn't reply. She simply got out of her seat, grabbed his hand and pulled him up. As they made their way out of the compartment he asked, "Where are you taking me?"
A few compartments down she stopped. They'd been traveling so quickly before that he didn't have enough time to stop the momentum. He ran into her and knocked her down. They didn't fall quietly.
The compartment door opened and out stepped James Potter. Scorpius scrambled up immediately, an action which Lily did not fail to notice.
"Get your hands off my sister you git," He pushed through the few people crowding the compartment entrance to reach his sister. When he finally got to her Scorpius was already standing. James grabbed Lily's arm and pulled her behind him protectively.
"What did you do to my sister?" he demanded.
Scorpius was taken aback. For once, he did not do anything intentional to get on James' Potter's nerves and yet Potter was still standing in front of him.
Scorpius bit his lip and began to tell a story, "I, umm, I…"
Lily interrupted, "It was my fault."
James knitted his eyebrows and shook his head, "No it wasn't. Don't feel threatened by him."
Lily struggled to pull free from her grip. "James if I'm not afraid of you, why would I be afraid of him?" she was now standing in front of James staring straight into his face.
"Lily," Scorpius warned. James sent a death glare at him.
"I ran into him James. He was just walking and I ran into him," she stated. "It's my fault."
James didn't respond. He just stood there looking at Scorpius with threatening eyes.
"Well," Lily prompted.
"What?" James growled.
"Apologize," she demanded. Both James and Scorpius were surprised to hear her say this.
"Lily," James complained.
"Apologize. You accused him of something he didn't do. It's only fair you apologize." He snorted in contempt.
James shuffled towards Scorpius, and without lifting his head muttered, "I'm sorry."
"What was that James?" Lily asked, a wicked smile playing on her soft features. "I don't think we could hear you."
Out of the corner of his eye James glared at her. "I'm sorry," he said, this time loud enough for human ears.
Lily smiled satisfied. "Well now that we all know James isn't mute I think we should all go change into our robes. Well be arriving soon I think." And she walked away leaving James in fury.
Scorpius waited until James returned to his compartment to follow Lily back to theirs. He slammed open their compartment door, "You planned that."
Lily laughed. "I know," she said cheerily. When he just stood there she explained, "I thought you liked annoying my brothers."
Scorpius made a face quite similar to the one James was wearing earlier.
"Okay, okay." Lily surrendered. "You don't have to bother them if you don't want to. But they're my brothers and it's my job." It was a fact, not an opinion, a fact.
Scorpius took a seat silently. And a minute passed. Then two. Soon hours seemed to have passed. Finally his voice was heard, "I'll help."
Lily smiled triumphantly. She'd known he was going to give in.
