Invariable Beginnings and Ends
(Alternatively the uncountable number of stars in the night sky)
James loves Lily. Lily hates James. Sirius wants to help his best friend and Remus just wants some peace and quiet. Dean is so far back in the closet he's reached Narnia and Castiel just wants to scrape through school invisible. Sam wants to be out of his elder brother's shadow and Peter is just confused…
A/N This chapter is slightly more disjointed as its primary function is to introduce you to some of the main players in this story
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Supernatural if I did do you honestly think I'd be writing fanfiction
Ever since she was little Lily Evans had always tried to count the number of stars in the night sky from her bedroom window. She wanted to be able to reach out and touch them, hold them. She had always loved stars, she remembered when she was about eight and her grandpa had passed away, complications in the liver or something along those lines and her mum had told her that he'd gone up to the stars. That he'd always be watching over her. It was almost like a scene in a movie, she was sitting in her very ordinary muggle bedroom, moonlight reflecting the freckles on her nose. Her emerald eyes almost glowing in the silvery light. Lily Evans loved stars.
Castiel had always liked his name, he remembered asking Michael about it when he was a little boy and Michael had told him about how he was named after an angel of the lord and that the angel Castiel protected others. Since then of course he had done research and he knew almost every detail about the angel. He even learnt how to spell Castiel in Enochian. The Ravenclaw hadn't been able to sleep properly, not since his father had left and Michael was in charge. He always heard his eldest brothers fight. About money, about magic…about Voldemort. Castiel came from a long line of purebloods. Blood purity was a big deal within his family with certain relations but for him personally he'd never understood why. He felt like the angel Castiel would have always helped those regardless of their creed or in this case blood status. Castiel had always liked his name
Sam was apathetic towards cars. His father and his brother seemed to never be able to stop talking about them. Since his dad wasn't a wizard he and Sam rarely saw eye to eye on certain issues. Ever since he'd turned fourteen Sam had been finding he had less and less in common with John and things had begun to become tense. Sam was looking forward to starting school because it meant that he didn't have to stay with his dad. Deep down Sam knew he loved him but his father was so belligerent and he didn't even try to understand! Dean never even defended Sam when he argued with their father. He watched them discuss the impala once more. Sam leant against the wall of the shitty motel and sighed. Sam was apathetic about cars.
Remus hated noise. After being bitten when he was a boy Remus had heightened senses something his idiot friends seemed not to understand. He was always secretly grateful for the noise. For the acceptance it meant. But still was it that hard to understand. Loud is bad and quiet is good. He should have known that that could never really happen though, not when the friends in question were Sirius Orion Black and James Charles Potter. He sighed and pulled the pillow over his head. They had to catch a train in the morning. One that they imperially could not be late for but apparently with neither of them being prefects and therefore able to sleep through the whole journey it didn't matter to tem whether they were going to get any sleep or let him for that matter. Remus hated noise.
Sirius just wanted James to be happy and finally get over Evans who would clearly never see him like that as long as he lived. Sirius had actually enjoyed his summer this time around, leaving home was honestly the best decision he's ever made and Dorea Potter had been more than accepting of a second son. Sirius knew his best friend and he knew he owed him everything. Sirius had always known that he owed James everything. Over the summer he tried to forget his identity, forget about Regulus and the rest of his family. He tried to forget about the fact that his brother had turned and that he was probably disowned. He had been moderately successful as well! His Hogwarts letter had been a cruel awakening from a simple delusion. It had been the puddles after snow, the brown leaves after summer. He didn't really want to go back to school but alas he had no choice. He looked over at his friend who seemed to be consuming a pancake at an almost inhuman speed and sighed slightly. He really just wanted James to be happy. He wasn't going to lose another brother.
Dean had always felt like he'd stuck out at Hogwarts, a rare American in a sea of British people. A muggleborn too, he had used to hate it well he had hated it before he realised that he could use his accent, his appearance and his natural charm to really benefit himself. He had never had a serious girlfriend nor had he many proper friends. He was popular amongst other Gryffindors and most of the female (and some of the male) population at Hogwarts yet still he felt… lonely. He liked the other boys in his year and thought the pranks they pulled were hilarious but he'd never really made good friends with them or anything like that. HE had guarded himself because he was different but he never obviously shut anyone out. Dean had always felt like he stuck out at Hogwarts.
James was in love with Lily Evans. He loved everything about her from her bright piercing green eyes to her long flowing hair to her freckles which he thought looked like constellations on her face. She was flawless to him. He was irritated she couldn't see that. She couldn't see that he really loved her. Why couldn't she love him as he loved her? It was maddening. She was a goddess, an angel. She was amazing but somehow she couldn't see any of his good qualities. He had amazing hair, he was athletic, he was intelligent and his pranks were hilarious. Okay so maybe one time it got a bit too far with Snivellus last year but that greasy git had deserved it! James Potter was in love with Lily Evans.
