And so it went on, attack and counterattack, studying and helping each other through. Helping each other to survive, just one more day, just one more year. Pulling each other through, dragging each other sometimes. And that's when we met, me and her, and that's when the earth shifted.
'Get off me! Severus I said GET OFF' a girl's voice, in the corridor of the train.
'Potter, you look like you're having heart failure. You're noble and valour and shit is showing through.' I raised an eyebrow at Sirius' comment. Remus sighed.
'Vulgar but true, you want a rescue, yes?' I nod.
'Right then, off we go, coming Pete?' a grunt in reply and off we ran.
Only to find a redhead in a corridor with a Snape wheezing on the floor.
'Jesus woman, what did you do?' Sirius inquires, very much impressed, as a few soon-to-be Slytherins race over and pulled Snape away.
'Kicked him in the balls. Why? You want to be next?' she asks as the four of us wince at the thought.
'No, just… bloody brilliant. Giving his snooty noble, upper-class magic the finger! I think I'm in love' Sirius swoons. And I completely agree.
I shake her hand 'James Potter, first year.'
She smiles 'Lily Evans, same.' And when our hands touch it's like lightning, shooting through my body, Our body because it's the same thing, pink haze covering Our eyes, the floor doing some strange dance under Our feet. She drops my hand and I stumble.
Her eyes almost too wide for her head, as she snarls at me.
'Stay the hell away from me, Potter' and she runs.
'Who shoved a pole up her ass?'
'Shut it Sirius' I reply absently, watching as she fades into the sea of compartments.
And that's how I met Lily, and things didn't get much better from there, because whenever we passed each other, somehow we'd touch, and the haze and lightning would return, and she'd run off.
But the only people I ever told that to were Sirius and Remus (Peter was asleep on the compartment seats at that time) and I don't think she ever told. She was possibly aware of what it meant, because at that time I certainly didn't.
And Severus was always trying to come between us, always picking on Lily so we'd run to the rescue and she'd always get so angry because she didn't need it.
'For Christ's sake, Potter, I don't want nor need your help! Stay the fuck away from me!'
'But Lily, you know that this… thing that keeps happening? Because I'm not doing that. I have no clue about it.'
'Well if you'd stop touching me, we wouldn't have this problem would we?'
'Lily, wait…' a solid fist in my face, and it's back. Lightening, pink haze, spinning and then it's gone as, once again, she runs off into the distance.
'FUCK!'
'Aw Potter, you don't pick the easy route, do you?' Sirius sympathises.
And on that train, our lives began. Because life suddenly becomes a before and after thing. Before, you went to primary school and stayed home and did what you were told. But for every Hogwarts student, after is that moment, the one where everything changes. The first time you set foot on that train.
