One moment in the lives of Lily and James for every year at Hogwarts. These might not be the most important moments in their story but every moment counts.
Seven years. Seven moments.
Moment One.
Enjoy. - E.
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Lily seemed to have run out of luck.
She had been lucky when she found her way onto the platform, as Severus had arrived only shortly after her and he had been so sweet in showing her the way to the train. She had been lucky when her fears began to slowly melt away when she had met new and amazing friends on the train ride to Hogwarts. And she had been the luckiest girl in the world when she realized what that letter she received really meant when she caught a glimpse of the castle for the first time. Her breath had caught and her heart pounded. She had always meant to be right here.
She was lucky.
But that was all changing now. The room seemed to be quiet even when she saw all of the hands clapping when she made her way down the steps and towards the Gryffindor table. She saw the mouths of her fellow students moving as she sat down, all congratulating her as the newest member, until the next first year was sorted this way. She knew that time hadn't slowed down and that everything was as it should be, but something filled her with dread.
She scanned over the heads of the first years waiting for their names to be called. There were so many of them. Some seemed to try and climb over one another to see better and others were paralyzed with fear, but no one else meant anything. There! Severus was looking for her as well. Their eyes caught and she could see the dread on his face. She smiled reassuringly and he nodded. He faced back towards the ceremony and Lily tried to do the same but as each name was called all she could do was stare at the back of Severus' head.
The Fs and Js and Ps and Rs all went by at a snails pace until the Ss were reached.
Lily held her breath and watched as Severus Snape, her best friend, sat on the stool and had is fate decided by a talking hat. She felt her palms begin to sweat.
Slytherin.
Lily hadn't realized that she had been holding her breath until the name was called and her chest began to ache simultaneously.
No.
The beginning and end of her luck made its way to the table on the other end of the room.
Their eyes met. They had both known this was going to happen but it did not make it hurt any less.
She reorganized herself and took a sip of her pumpkin juice. She only had a moment to console herself when the boy sitting across from her opened his mouth.
"Thank god we didn't get him. That would have been disastrous!"
His friends roared with laughter, patting themselves on the back.
Lily took note of the black mess of hair and the glasses. The pit of fire in her stomach was pushing her to lunge across the table and deck him, but something stopped her. Just by looking at him she realized he wasn't worth it, he was just a stupid boy and always would be.
Her luck was gone.