Thanks guys for reviewing!! Yeah, I've reread the books so many times and I do know most of the facts, like how Lily and James both grew up in the '70s and how Lily's mom was a muggle, etc, etc. The explanation comes out later. The story's not exactly to the books, and sry on that one!! I hope u like it anyways tho, I looked through a lot of others and didn't see any like it….originality counts too right?
Myriadragon: I don't know what anime fics are, unless you're talking about a completely diff story. So no, I don't. This is my first fic ever :-D
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I feel all warm n fuzzy inside…heh…anyways here goes:
(Yeah, and I forgot that disclaimer thing, that I don't own the Harry Potter story, just some people I invented and plot and yadda yadda yadda, you know the drill.)
Moaning MyrtleLily shut the door behind her and fell against it. She slid down the wall and sat on the floor for a few minutes, wishing she were back at her old school. She wouldn't cry anymore. She couldn't. There weren't any more tears left to cry.
"WooooooooooAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
A wailing sound so startled Lily that she jumped and hit her head against the door.
What in heaven's name, was that? She thought.
"OOOOOOoooohh looks like someone's been CRYING!" said the same voice that had been wailing only minutes before. Lily glanced around to find the owner of the voice. Her gaze rested on a young-looking, transparent girl. She was a ghost.
"May I ask who you are?" asked Lily, eyebrows raised.
"I'M Moaning Myrtle. Who are you? Noo one comes into my bathroom. It makes me feel, it makes me feel, so unloved. So, why have you ventured into my…humble abode?"
"Oh, I'm sorry Myrtle. I'm new here. Do you know Professor Evans? That's my mom. I'm Lily," she answered. She sighed again, realizing that before today, her body did not know what a sigh was, unless it was over a boy she thought was cute. "I just transferred schools. I was crying because well, I'm leaving all my friends, and Quidditch, and my classes, and, and, and, I want to go back!" Tears began to fall down Lily's face again. She had been wrong. She wasn't done crying. Her voice shook as she began again. "I, I have ttto go ttto clclass. But I cccan't sstop crying! I just mmmiss everyone ssso much! I'm sscared people won't lllike me here because my mmmom and bbbecause I'm new. Wwhat if I cccan't make friends?"
"You're welcome to come share the U-bend with me. I stay here every day, every night, all alone. I haven't even left since, I died."
"That's soo sad," said Lily, wiping away her tears again. This girl was obviously worse off than she, and so Lily had to put a smile on her face and suck it up. She was going to get through this if it killed her. "I really have to get to class, I'm sorry Myrtle. But, not before I clean myself up. You can watch if you like," she added, as she noticed Myrtle floating there, intently watching her.
"Oh no, you go ahead. I'm going to go back to my toilet and take a nap. See you later." With that the girl's ghosted floated over to one of the stalls and went in.
SPASH
Heaven bent to take my handAnd lead me through the fire.
Lily began singing once again.
I guess heaven is bending to take my hand. Moaning Myrtle just sort of did. I'm not as bad off as I thought.
A smile crept across Lily's face as she got up off the floor still humming. She went to the mirror and turned on the faucet at the sink below it.
"That's funny, it doesn't work!" Lily said aloud.
"That one never does," Myrtle's voice answered from somewhere in the toilet behind her.
"Oh, well, thanks Myrtle. I guess I'll use this one," she said, moving to a different basin. Water poured out as she turned the knob. She looked quizzically at the other. She wondered what was wrong with it, and why no one had fixed it. She lived in a world of magic after all, didn't she? She reached into her robes and pulled out her wand. She and her mother had stopped at Diagon Alley on the way to Hogwarts to pick up her new school things. She looked down at her new robes. A Gryffindor Lion had appeared on her chest. Surprised, she touched it, wondering how that had happened.
Oh well, she thought, it must happen to all the students once they are sorted.
Realizing she still had her wand in hand, she raised it at the faulty sink.
"REPARO!" she said at it. She went to it and turned the knob again. Again, there was nothing.
That's odd, she thought. Oh well, not my problem.
Turning back to the running water, Lily cupped her hands into the flow. She splashed her blotchy face with the cool liquid. Turning off the stream, she reached for a towel and dried off her face. She looked in the mirror again. Her eyes were still a tad puffy. She decided to reapply her makeup. No more crying for the day. She would be all set. She applied cover-up and then eyeliner and mascara. Not a lot, only enough to accentuate her features. Dusting herself off and checking her reflection once more, Lily gathered her things and walked towards the door.
"'Bye, Myrtle."
A muffled 'Farewell' came from the toilet. With that Lily was on the way to her first class at her new school. She glanced at her watch. Only 10:14. Checking her schedule, she headed back towards Dumbledore's office toward her class, Transfiguration. After walking down the corridor, she found the door on the left.
Wow that was a quicker jaunt that I planned on. Well, here goes. Thought Lily as her heart began to beat faster in her chest.
She opened the door to the transfiguration room and stepped in, shutting the heavy door behind her. She felt as if she were locking herself into a great trap. Hearing the door open and shut, thirty pairs of eyes looked up from the teacups they were trying to transfigure. The eyes rested on the mysterious new girl standing in the doorway.
"Why Miss Lily," said Professor McGonagall. "Welcome. I've been expecting you. Class, this is Miss Lily Evans. She is new to us from Owlhorn's Preparatory School of Magic. It is a larger school of magic in Wales. They do not have houses as we do here at Howarts, so if you all will make Lily feel welcome and introduce her to the school that would be wondrous. Miss Evans will you please come down and seat yourself here next to Mr. Black, thank you ma'am.
Lily's face burned pink as she made her way down the rows of benches toward the seat the professor had gestured toward. A few of the boys whistled.
"Now, now, that's enough, boys. Lets not bother Lily too much, thank you."
It seemed to Lily that the professor was placing a little too much emphasis on her name. She figured that it was probably so that everyone would remember it. Lily found her seat and plopped herself onto it. She looked at the boy Professor McGonagall had called Mr. Black. But what was his first name?
"Hi," she said finally.
"Hi," he repeated. "Sirius, Sirius Black. Niiiice to meet you," he added, staring at her chest.
"Well, uh, you probably know, I'm Lily. Evans."
SLAP The boy that was Sirius whipped around as he was slapped across his face by the girl sitting on the other side of him.
"What are you doing with her?" she asked. "You manslut!" The girl got up from her seat and walked out of the room, slamming the heavy door Lily had just walked through behind her. Sirius shrugged.
"Girls," he said, rolling his eyes. Mumbling, he added, "I was just trying to be nice to the new girl."
"What was that? Lily asked.
"Oh, nothing, my girlfriend just went ape on me. Well, I'd better go fix what I've just done. See you," he said, as he rose to go speak with the professor. Lily glanced behind her and greeted quite a few glares from the girls in the class. She shrugged. She wondered what the problem was, since she hadn't done anything wrong. She sat there by herself feeling awkward while Professor McGonagall strode over to her.
"Well Lily, we are transfiguring these teacups into mice. Do you think you could do that? I don't know how far you are in your studies from your old school."
"Yes, Ma'am. I can do that. We've been transfiguring trunks into pigs just this past week, so I should be fine. Thanks for your concern, though."
"Wow, I guess you shall be quite all right, my dear. If you need anything, I'll just be walking around the room, as much of the class hasn't yet mastered this task. I may ask your assistance and helping the others."
"No, professor. That's O.K. I'd rather just mind my own business, thanks," said Lily.
"Well then," replied the professor, "It seems as though you are all set then." The professor then turned and rushed toward the back of the room where a boy seemed to have just lit his notepaper on fire. Lily sank back into her chair before beginning on her teacup. Within minutes, a squeaking mouse raced around the desk. She dug in her purse and found a quill. She transfigured that into a cage. Grabbing her mouse, she placed him in the cage to avoid wreaking havoc in the class should the mouse have run loose about the place. Sirius had come back to his seat with the girl who had slapped him earlier in tow. Getting a better look at the girl, Lily realized she was very pretty, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She wasn't short, but wasn't tall either, and she was very skinny. She reminded Lily of her best friend back at Owlhorn. Her mouth twitched at the thought of her old school and old friends, but she did not cry. Sadly, she would not be ever speaking to her old friends again.
"Did McGonagall come over here and do that as an example for you?" asked the girl, gesturing at the mouse in the cage in front of Lily.
"No," answered Lily, blushing. "I did," she added quietly.
"I'm Lacey, by the way. Nice job on that. Did she give you the cage? I can't seem to get the hang of this stupid charm. Don't know what's wrong with me," said the girl giggling and placing her flirty head on Sirius' shoulder. Sitting up straight again, Lacey looked at Lily again. "You're Lily right?"
"Yeah," said Lily. "Uh, nice to meet you. Would you like me to help you? I guess this is one of my favorite subjects. We used to do it a lot at my old school."
"Sure, like, totally thanks, Lily," cooed Lacey. "So, like, before you teach me this magic junk, you're last name is Evans, right? Professor Evans, are you like, related to that woman?"
"Erm, yeah, yeah I am," responded Lily hesitantly. "She's my mum. Er, anyways all you have to do is swish and swish, and you've got it. Here, try that with me." As she said that the two girls went over the spell. It took a few tries, but Lacey finally got it.
"Like, thanks Lily. I don't know what I'd do without you," giggled Lacey.
"Well, what are friends for," joked Lily. It had been the first time she laughed all day, which was quite unusual for her.
"All right class, that is all for today," said Professor McGonagall. "Pack up your things, and I'll see you on Wednesday."
"Lily?" said Sirius, but she had already gone. It was almost as though she vanished into thin air. Weird, he thought. He shrugged. Must have just run past or something, and I didn't notice. Sirius walked out of the class, and with a quick kiss, Lacey was gone towards her friends who were waiting for her at the other end of the hall. He rolled his eyes. Girls! He thought. Can't live with them, can't live without them. The last part made him grin. DEFINITELY can't live without them. With one last look over his shoulder, Sirius went off to the Gryffindor commonroom to find James, Peter, and Remus. There he found them lazing about on the couches near the fire.
"Oy prongs! Moony! Did you idiots see the new girl? She's a hot one, that one. Ooof," winced Sirius as he was knocked in the face with a pillow and the groin with a book, each from James and Remus. Sirius fell dramatically onto the floor and swooned, while girls in the commonroom screamed and rushed to his side. "Never fear, ladies, Sirius Black is invincible!" he said as the room erupted in cheers from the girls.
"Oh Padfoot, I don't think Lacey would approve," warned James sarcastically.
"Shut up, all right? She's great in bed. And, she's hot. So shut it,"
"Yeah, Amy's a good lay too."
"You got Amy in bed? You got Amy in bed? How the bloody hell did you do that."
"Told her I loved her. Duh. I, unlike you, have class AND style, Sirius."
"Yeah well whatever James. I've gotten more than you," snapped Sirius.
"That doesn't matter, it's how good it is that counts, anyone knows that. Right ladies?" The girls that remained in the commonroom giggled. A chorus of 'Yes, James' followed.
"Ooh, Jamsie has his own fanclub now huh?" said Sirius sarcastically. James stood and playfully shoved Sirius onto the couch. "Oww," joked Sirius loudly. "Just kidding," he added before the girls crowded around.
"Hey Prongs, Padfoot, cut the shit let's go down to the kitchen and see what the lovely house elf ladies have for us today," Remus interjected. "Come on, Wormtail, you too." The four boys, better known as the Marauders, headed out of the portrait hole and down to the kitchens.
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Ok there goes, ch 2!! i din't realize how short the first chapter would be, so i made this one longer :-D hope u guys all like this one too. i think im going to call the next one Too Much Drama or something not sure yet, hope to have it up soon!! :-P
