The Muggle Girl
Chapter 1 - The Hate Curse
Harry glared angrily at the Slytherin table. Malfoy was there gloating about how he had got one up on Harry Potter. Harry, his hands trembling, reached for his wand, only to have his hand slapped away. "Hermione, let me do it, the little rat deserves it" he spat. Hermione shook her finger, "No Harry, you'll just get us into trouble, the finals are only a week away, it's not worth it" she said wisely. Harry grunted and resolved to getting him when no one was around.

Earlier in Potions, Malfoy had put porcupine quills, edged with an itching potion, on Harry's seat. Harry had sat down, and then leapt up again yelping with pain and ran out of the class scratching his rear. Everyone had laughed and Professor Snape had refused to do anything about it because of 'lack of proof'.

Still bitter, Harry got through the next week planning his revenge on Malfoy, he wanted something big, but was at a loss to think what. He had taken to consulting one of Fred and George Weasley's prank books and thought the Curse of Love sounded good. It was supposed to make people fall in love with the people closest to them at the time, regardless whether they were girl or boy. Harry was hoping to time it when Crabbe or Goyle were next to Malfoy.

The next day, after their potions exam, Harry crept up on Malfoy. Pointing his wand and muttering a few strange words, a black beam shot out of his wand and hit Malfoy in the heart. Harry gulped, it wasn't supposed to be black, it was supposed to be scarlet. He stole away quietly, and forgot about the incident until that evening.

Harry was walking to the library, past the hospital wing, when he glimpsed in to see an amazing sight, half of Slytherin, or so it seemed were in there covered in bandages and plasters. Alone in the corner, was Colin Creevey, with a black eye. Gasping, Harry jogged up to Colin, "My god Colin, what happened to you?" He questioned.

"Oh, hullo Harry" said Colin, definitely not his usual Harry-obsessed self "someone put the Curse of Hate on Malfoy outside Potions today, he went ballistic and started hitting everyone in sight." Colin said, then managed to giggle out his next sentence, "look over there" he said pointing to the room where the teachers went if they were ill.

Sitting, seething with rage, on a Gurney was none other than Professor Snape, with a cut lip and a bruised cheek. "HA!" Harry yelled gleefully. All the Slytherins looked up and Harry turned away rather quickly, jarring his neck. "What happened?" Harry asked. "He bent down to pull Malfoy off Crabbe, when Draco gave him a good kick in the face" Colin informed him.

"Aahhh", said Harry smiling as he walked out of the room, ushered all the way out of the wing by Madam Pomfrey. "I'll see you later, Colin!" Harry called as had the door slammed in his face.
Chapter 2 - Back In The Muggle World


2 Months Later ~

Back in the Muggle world, Harry thought to himself as he sat chasing a burnt sausage around his plate with his fork at Number four Privet Drive. I don't belong here, said the little voice in his head that you hear sometimes if you are really bored. "I know", Harry said aloud, surprising his large uncle.

"What the hell do you think your up to boy, talking to yourself like that" his Uncle Vernon snapped as he leapt from his seat and started swishing his hand in the air above the empty seats, grunting. "What are you doing?" Harry asked as he stifled a laugh, his uncle looked quite ridiculous. Then it came to him, he was checking to see if Harry had been talking to an invisible person. This was too much to bear for Harry and he fell off his seat in laughter.

"GET OUT!!" His Uncle roared and pointed to the door. Harry, still laughing, stumbled out of the door and began to walk down the street. After a few minutes the mirth wore off and he was left back where he started, depressed and bored, angry at having to stay with the Dursleys' for two more months. Harry was sitting on a wall, seriously considering turning a nearby beetle into a rhinoceros, even though it would probably earn him an expulsion from Hogwarts, when someone came and sat next to him.

Harry looked up for a few seconds then diverted his attention to the beetle. What he had seen the first time caused Harry to whip his head around again (causing yet another jarring to his neck), she was the most attractive girl he had ever seen, she had dark blonde hair, green eyes and tanned skin (she must of been on a holiday, Harry thought). "H-hi, c-can I help you?" He asked and mentally slapped himself, what sort of line is that he thought.

"No" she said "I was just a little bored, and you looked bored as well, so I thought... I'll go if you want?". "Nah," Harry said "I could use some company. By the way, whats your name?" He asked and shifted on the wall to look at her. "Lily" she said simply. Harry gasped, then began to cough to hide it, uselessly. "Whats the matter with my name?" She asked.

"Nothing at all... It's just that...well... That used to be my mums' name" he told her. She looked at him again, thinking that this boy was a little strange. "Oh, do you live with your mum?" Lily asked. Harry gulped again. "No I don't" he sighed "my parents died when I was very little". A singular tear rolled down Harrys' cheek.

Oh my god, what am I thinking, crying, in front of a girl I have never met before. In fact, what am I doing crying, I have never cried about my parents before Harry thought. To Harry's great surprise Lily slid her arm around Harry and pulled herself closer. She bent down and whispered in his ear, "don't worry, so did mine" she said.

Harry looked up, "I'm sorry, I dont mean to be so babyish" he said and brushed his hair out of his eyes. Lily didn't reply, she just sat there with her arm around Harry. For the next five minutes they just sat there. Then Lily spoke up, she told Harry of her family, how she had grown up, her problems, everything. Lily, who was the same age as Harry, sixteen, stayed with her grandmother on Magnolia Cresent. She was three when her parents died in a train accident, and after that she had lived with her rich grandmother who owned homes all over England. She said her grandmother was nice but very ill, and would probably die soon, leaving Lily no where to live.

Harry talked to her about his parents for a little longer, explaining (though Harry hated to lie) that they had died in a car crash, and told her he went to a boarding school up north, and didn't have friends that lived near. As he became more relaxed he started to tell her some of his secrets, how he still had nightmares about his parents and how he felt insecure whenever anyone talked about them.

She also told him things, about old boyfriends and guys on TV she liked. Harry blushed, he didn't like talking about things like this. Sometimes Harry wished he knew of this sort of thing. They spent all day talking and only stopped when they were interrupted by her grandmother when she came out to talk to Harrys Uncle. Harry and Lily bothed laughed at this, it was obvious that Lily's grandmother liked Uncle Vernon about as much as Harry did, not at all. Harry and Lily promised to see each other again the next day and went home.

That night Harry lay in bed, dreaming of Lily. He saw her stood in a field, her usually tanned skin pale with a black shawl wrapped around her beautiful body, the sky above her split and revealed the face of Voldemort, whose hand shot down from the heavens and snatched Lily up. She screamed and struggled for Harry to help but he was held back by Draco Malfoy whose face was flushed with excitement.

Harry jerked awake and sweat rolled down him, drenching the sheets. He got up and walked to the window and looked across the street to Magnolia Cresent trying to see Lily's house. He couldn't so he retired to his bed. When he awoke in the morning Harry remembered nothing.

Chapter 1 - The Secret


One Week Later ~

Over the past week Harry's relationship with Lily had grown dramatically and Harry was ready to take it another level, he had feelings for Lily, as Dudley had guessed and had spent the week teasing Harry and threatening to tell Lily, and he sensed that Lily felt the same. Harry made his mind up that this Saturday he would tell her.

So it was that Harry Potter could be found at Number 4 Privet Drives kitchen table Staurday morning wringing his hands. He had decided that he would not tell her staright, just kiss her and see what she said, this was very cowardly Harry thought, but he would definetely know.

After his breakfast Harry walked into the village where he had been meeting Lily for the past week. He spotted her and jogged up to her, she had been talking to some people that she had introduced to Harry earlier. She gave him a hug and his confidence soared. "Can I speak to you for a moment?" he said and practically dragged her to the park where they spent most of the time. "Well," he began "We've been, well you know, I've been... And you... And you see" he stammered, he couldn't get the lines out. Lily laughed and reached over and kissed Harry.

Harry had never felt anything better in his entire life, the world swam around him, flashing, he could not sense anyone else but him and Lily. It was as if the world had disappeared and a heaven had swallowed him up.

He slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. This was wonderful, he thought, better than Quidditch, better than any magic he had ever done, better than anything. When she finally pulled away Harry stood there, dumbfounded. Once again Lily laughed, reached up and closed his mouth. Harry reached out and held her hand. He stood still for many minutes until they were disturbed by someone coming up the path, it was Dudley.

"Hello Harry" the fat young man said "what were you up to just then?" he asked slyly, he obviously already knew. "What do you want, porky?" Lily challenged. Dudley smiled at her gleefully, "better ask Lily to be quiet, Harry, or I might just tell her your secret" Dudley replied making wand like motions with his fat, beefy hand.

Lily looked at Harry. "What does he mean Harry, your secret?" She said, searching his eyes. "Nothing Lily, I'll tell you after" Harry said and reached to his pocket for his wand. Dudley saw his hand actions, gave a squeal and ran from the park as fast as his pudgy little legs would carry him. Lily looked at Harry in amazement and then stuck her hand in his pocket.

After a couple of seconds she pulled it out, his wand in her hand. Harry gulped and reached to take it back. "Y-you you're one of them" she gasped and ran screaming from the park. Harry was more surprised than ever now. He ran after her, he didn't care if he got expelled from Hogwarts, he had to use magic to catch up. Using a simple speed charm, he zoomed through the streets and had grabbed her arm before she could blink.

"Lily, what's going on, why are you afraid of me?" He started "and what do you mean, 'I'm one of them'?" He asked. Lily stopped stuggling and looked at him. "Your a" -gulp- "a wizard" she choked out. "Yeah, I am, but how did you know we existed, you weren't supposed to know?" Harry asked. "Ha!" Lily laughed "Not supposed to know, my mother was one, Harry. She got caught up with Voldemort, my dad tried to stop her, but she killed him, then herself...oh god Harry....." Lily cried and fell into Harry's arms. "Shhhh" Harry tried to soothe her while trying to help her stand up straight.

"Lily, Voldemort killed my parents, you know, he did us both wrong. I hate him Lily, I hate him so much I can't sleep, I hate him so much I can't live properly" Harry whispered "Im so sorry I didn't tell you sooner". Lily stopped crying and rested her head on Harrys' chest. "I love you y'know Harry?"she smiled up at him. "I know. And I you" he replied kissing the top of her head softly. "I don't want to go back to Hogwarts now, you know that, don't you?" Harry joked. Lily looked up and gave him a stern look, not unlike the one he regularly recieved from Hermione, "You have to, if you don't go there and learn you won't be any use to me when we go to kill Voldemort" she said, a grim determination set in her face.

Harry looked up stunned as he continued to brush Lily's hair out of her beautiful eyes. "It's your last year at Hogwarts and I have something to give you" she said "Oh yeah? Whats that?" Harry wondered. "Something my mother gave me... A green flame torch......".

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