Lily nervously straitened her black pointed hat on her head. James laughed
at her and pulled her hat sideways, "Perfect." Sirius jumped up behind Molly
Johnson, a small, perfect figured, red haired, freckly girl, throwing his arms
around her neck, kissing her cheek, making her face blush red, "Hey
beautiful, why didn't you come see me on the train, huh?"
"God, he's such a flirt," Lily whispered softly to James, looking over at
Sirius, who had his arms draped around two fellow 7th year girls. James
laughed lightly, putting his arm around her black silk robe clad waist, pulling
her close to him, "I never had to worry about flirting," he said, placing his
face in the crook of her neck, kissing her neck lightly. He thought back to
his third year at Hogwarts.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lily looked shyly across the Transfiguration classroom at him, her bright
green eyes, though very noticeable were somehow comforting.
"Mr. Potter, sorry to disturb you, I know I hate being interrupted while
day-dreaming, I must ask you to pay attention to this next part," James's
favorite teacher, Professor Dumbledore, said gently to him. James forced
himself to look away from Lily's beautiful body, and somewhat pay attention
to Dumbledore.
James woke up late that night, around 3:00 am. Rolling over many times
furiously trying to remember his dream, he finally jumped out of bed,
throwing his silvery Invisibility cloak around himself and opened the door to
the common room. He walked silently over to the portrait of the Fat Lady,
pushing it open ever so slowly. He lowered himself down to the ground. He
knew it was around here somewhere, the question, where? He heard
something from an empty classroom, he pushed the door open enough to slip
inside the dim room. Lily Paterson was standing in front of the mirror,
talking to someone, inside the mirror.
"Hi, I told you I'd come back Harry, I can't wait until I get to see you
outside of your little fantasy world," James knocked a bottle of ink off the
desk, "Who's there?" Lily jumped from her space in front of the mirror.
James gave up, he pulled the cloak off in defeat. "God James, you scared
the crap out of me, I thought you might have been the Bloody Baron. Here,"
she took his hand and drug him over to the mirror, "Tell me what you see."
He looked into the mirror. A boy of around thirteen looked at him, smiling
and waving. The boy looked strangely farmilar. He had the same stature as
him, same hair that never stayed down, glasses, much like his own, sitting on
his nose, and a scar on his forehead shaped like a bolt of lightening. His
eyes, they were bright green, very noticeable they were, "Lily his eyes are
just like yours, but he looks like me."
She jumped happily, "So you can see Harry, too?"
"Harry?"
"Yeah, isn't it cute, I like it, and when I asked him his name, he said 'Harry'."
She walked over to James, putting her arms around his neck, "Don't you get
it James?"
He felt idiotic, shaking his head.
"James, thats our little boy," she said, not the slightest hint of humility in
her voice. Reaching cautiously up, she gently placed her perfect pink lips
against his soft red owns, she pulled up, "Well, I just wanted to tell you that
I have had the biggest crush on you since the first time I saw you."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lily snapped her fingers in front of James's eyes, "Baby, come on, get in the
carriage," she herself was already sitting alone in a black, horseless carriage.
Sirius and Remus pushed James toward the carriage when from somewhere
behind them Peter fell over, then Minnie. A something strong knocked
James, Sirius, and Remus from their feet, sending them flying a good 7 feet.
Tom Riddle walked past them, followed closely by his cronies, Snape, Malfoy,
and Jeneva. Snape took his greasy hand away from Jeneva's small twisted
one. He and Malfoy held James, Sirius, and Remus down as Jeneva kept Lily
from getting out of the carriage as Tom climbed in. He push Jeneva roughly
away from the car and slammed the door, "Potter's not here to save you now,
Paterson." He began to approach Lily slowly, placing his tough, evil hands on
either side of her small waist. "There is something you will never understand
between James and I," Lily said rolling the sleeves up on her black silk robe.
"Oh, and what would that be?" Tom said pulling his closer to him.
"You know what the strongest type of magic is Riddle?" Lily pulled her hand
close to his face.
"Dark Lily."
"No Tom, love," Lily placed her hands against his cheeks, leaving large painful
boils against his skin. Lily shoved him away from her, she quickly kissed his
forehead, leaving a large 3rd degree burn, she pushed him out of the way,
looking at the door it slammed open magically, and Lily, usually the most
beautiful girl in London, now easily pasted for the most angry and scared.
She ran away from the school, looking in all the carriages, looking for James,
Sirius, and Remus. She finally found them, in one of the last carriages, the
door slammed open, making everyone in the carriage jump. She jumped into
the already too full car. James put his comforting arms around her slender
waist. She turned around and hugged James tightly, placing her head in the
crook of his neck, breathing in his rich colone. Crying loudly, wetting the
collar of his own cotton robes. James put one arm onto her back and
pressed her closer to his body. Sirius reached over and huggged the two,
Minnie and Remus following his lead, everyone wiping their eyes shamelessly.
Peter sat back in his seat. Closing his eyes tightly, concintrating firecly he
soon bean to shink, his nose becoming pointier, ears growing to fit the entire
side of his head, soon Peter Pettigrew was a rat, scambering out of the
carriage unnoticed.
at her and pulled her hat sideways, "Perfect." Sirius jumped up behind Molly
Johnson, a small, perfect figured, red haired, freckly girl, throwing his arms
around her neck, kissing her cheek, making her face blush red, "Hey
beautiful, why didn't you come see me on the train, huh?"
"God, he's such a flirt," Lily whispered softly to James, looking over at
Sirius, who had his arms draped around two fellow 7th year girls. James
laughed lightly, putting his arm around her black silk robe clad waist, pulling
her close to him, "I never had to worry about flirting," he said, placing his
face in the crook of her neck, kissing her neck lightly. He thought back to
his third year at Hogwarts.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lily looked shyly across the Transfiguration classroom at him, her bright
green eyes, though very noticeable were somehow comforting.
"Mr. Potter, sorry to disturb you, I know I hate being interrupted while
day-dreaming, I must ask you to pay attention to this next part," James's
favorite teacher, Professor Dumbledore, said gently to him. James forced
himself to look away from Lily's beautiful body, and somewhat pay attention
to Dumbledore.
James woke up late that night, around 3:00 am. Rolling over many times
furiously trying to remember his dream, he finally jumped out of bed,
throwing his silvery Invisibility cloak around himself and opened the door to
the common room. He walked silently over to the portrait of the Fat Lady,
pushing it open ever so slowly. He lowered himself down to the ground. He
knew it was around here somewhere, the question, where? He heard
something from an empty classroom, he pushed the door open enough to slip
inside the dim room. Lily Paterson was standing in front of the mirror,
talking to someone, inside the mirror.
"Hi, I told you I'd come back Harry, I can't wait until I get to see you
outside of your little fantasy world," James knocked a bottle of ink off the
desk, "Who's there?" Lily jumped from her space in front of the mirror.
James gave up, he pulled the cloak off in defeat. "God James, you scared
the crap out of me, I thought you might have been the Bloody Baron. Here,"
she took his hand and drug him over to the mirror, "Tell me what you see."
He looked into the mirror. A boy of around thirteen looked at him, smiling
and waving. The boy looked strangely farmilar. He had the same stature as
him, same hair that never stayed down, glasses, much like his own, sitting on
his nose, and a scar on his forehead shaped like a bolt of lightening. His
eyes, they were bright green, very noticeable they were, "Lily his eyes are
just like yours, but he looks like me."
She jumped happily, "So you can see Harry, too?"
"Harry?"
"Yeah, isn't it cute, I like it, and when I asked him his name, he said 'Harry'."
She walked over to James, putting her arms around his neck, "Don't you get
it James?"
He felt idiotic, shaking his head.
"James, thats our little boy," she said, not the slightest hint of humility in
her voice. Reaching cautiously up, she gently placed her perfect pink lips
against his soft red owns, she pulled up, "Well, I just wanted to tell you that
I have had the biggest crush on you since the first time I saw you."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lily snapped her fingers in front of James's eyes, "Baby, come on, get in the
carriage," she herself was already sitting alone in a black, horseless carriage.
Sirius and Remus pushed James toward the carriage when from somewhere
behind them Peter fell over, then Minnie. A something strong knocked
James, Sirius, and Remus from their feet, sending them flying a good 7 feet.
Tom Riddle walked past them, followed closely by his cronies, Snape, Malfoy,
and Jeneva. Snape took his greasy hand away from Jeneva's small twisted
one. He and Malfoy held James, Sirius, and Remus down as Jeneva kept Lily
from getting out of the carriage as Tom climbed in. He push Jeneva roughly
away from the car and slammed the door, "Potter's not here to save you now,
Paterson." He began to approach Lily slowly, placing his tough, evil hands on
either side of her small waist. "There is something you will never understand
between James and I," Lily said rolling the sleeves up on her black silk robe.
"Oh, and what would that be?" Tom said pulling his closer to him.
"You know what the strongest type of magic is Riddle?" Lily pulled her hand
close to his face.
"Dark Lily."
"No Tom, love," Lily placed her hands against his cheeks, leaving large painful
boils against his skin. Lily shoved him away from her, she quickly kissed his
forehead, leaving a large 3rd degree burn, she pushed him out of the way,
looking at the door it slammed open magically, and Lily, usually the most
beautiful girl in London, now easily pasted for the most angry and scared.
She ran away from the school, looking in all the carriages, looking for James,
Sirius, and Remus. She finally found them, in one of the last carriages, the
door slammed open, making everyone in the carriage jump. She jumped into
the already too full car. James put his comforting arms around her slender
waist. She turned around and hugged James tightly, placing her head in the
crook of his neck, breathing in his rich colone. Crying loudly, wetting the
collar of his own cotton robes. James put one arm onto her back and
pressed her closer to his body. Sirius reached over and huggged the two,
Minnie and Remus following his lead, everyone wiping their eyes shamelessly.
Peter sat back in his seat. Closing his eyes tightly, concintrating firecly he
soon bean to shink, his nose becoming pointier, ears growing to fit the entire
side of his head, soon Peter Pettigrew was a rat, scambering out of the
carriage unnoticed.