Me again. I'm not JK Rowling...so on with the story!

Chapter 3

Lily

As I walked off towards Transfiguration class, I was suddenly nudged.

"Hey," James said, "where are you going next?"

"Where do you think? We have all our classes together, seeing the serious misfortune that we are both Gryffindors," I said scathingly. I then sped up and pushed past him.

"Hey, Evans!" he called as he caught up to me.

"As we are not friends or even acquaintances, I do not wish you to address me like that," I said scornfully and made another attempt to get past him. He jumped in front of me.

"Hey, Evans, listen, I'm sorry about Snivelly, Ok?"

"Snivelly? I don't know anyone by the name of Snivelly."

"Severus, ok?"

"Oh, well then you're wasting your breath. I don't forgive you," and I finally succeeded at getting past James.

Once I reached the Transfiguration classroom, Professor McGonagall said,

"Oh, hello, Lily. You will be sitting right at this table, with Remus Lupin and James Potter."

I sighed and went over to my seat. There I found that Remus Lupin was the shabby boy from the boats and that James (thank goodness!) was not here yet.

"Hello," Remus said pleasantly, "I'm Remus Lupin, and I'm a Gryffindor."

"I'm a Gryffindor too. I'm Lily Evans."

"Oh, yeah. I recognize you from the Sorting."

"You were in my boat when we rowed up to the castle."

"Right! You were with a black haired boy, weren't you?"

"Yes. He is my friend, Severus Snape."

At this moment James walked in and sat down.

"Pull out your books, class. Today we will learn Switching Spells. Here is how you do it."

After Professor McGonagall demonstrated how to do it, she instructed us to switch the feet of a frog and flowers. As we tried for a while, suddenly both mine and Remus's frogs' legs burst into bloom. Just seconds after we did it, James's, Sirius's and a Ravenclaw girl's did as well.

"Excellent, class. Everyone except Miss Evans, Miss Smith, Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, and Mr. Lupin, practice for homework. Class dismissed!" McGonagall called out.

I ran out of the classroom so as to avoid James. As I glanced at my schedule, I smiled. Next was Defense against the Dark Arts with the Slytherins. I would be with Severus!

Once I reached the Defense against the Dark Arts classroom, I was greeted by an elderly woman who immediately burst into a smile when she saw me.

"Hello, sweetie! I am Professor Florean. You may sit wherever you want. What's your name?"

"I'm Lily. Lily Evans."

"Excellent! Now find a seat!"

She was overly sweet and smiley, almost like we were all her long lost grandchildren. I turned and saw Sev gesturing me to come over. I sat down and gave him a quick hug.

"How was your last class?" he asked.

"So-so. I was best in the class, with James and Sirius and two other people. Professor McGonagall is pretty nice."

"Yeah. Professor Flitwick is good too."

"I have him next," I replied.

"Then I won't spoil the lesson for you. It was great though!"

Kate Veriz, Ysabel Zamos, Remus, Sirius, the short watery-eyed boy, and James all joined us.

"Welcome, everyone! I'm sure you all will be friends with each other by the end of this year," Professor Florean said.

All our tablemates except Remus, Severus and I snickered.

"I am new to the school this year, which is good, because it means everyone in this room has something in common! This year we will be learning how to fight those bad guys! The main one, is of course, You-Know-Who, and he has been at large, terrorizing our world. And – oh, what Miss Lily?"

"Who is You-Know-Who?" I asked. Everyone gasped.

"Well, um, your parents haven't told you?"

I shook my head no.

"Professor Florean - " Sev started.

"Don't interrupt your superiors, boy," she snapped, "Well, I totally understand, Lily. Overprotective parents, always-"

"Ma'am, Lil - " Sev tried again.

"Haven't I told you not to interrupt, Mr. Snape?"

"Yes, but,"

"Mr. Snape, that deserves detention! In my office tonight!"

Sev raised his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Snape?"

"Professor Florean, Lily is a Muggle-born, so she doesn't know who He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is."

"Why didn't you say so? I'm sorry, Lily. If Severus here wasn't so dim, well….anyway, You-Know-Who is," her voice dropped to a whisper, "Lord Voldemort."

It was as if she had dropped a bomb. Several girls screamed. One Slytherin girl choked on her water. A Gryffindor girl named Anastasia Chai passed out.

"SNAPE! You and Lily run to the Hospital Wing and get Madame Pomfrey! James Potter, you go too!"

We stood there, frozen.

"Well don't just stand there! GO!"

She practically kicked us out the door. Apparently none of us were her favorite students. And, evidently, Anastasia was one of her favorites.

"So, where is the hospital wing?"

"I'll take you!" James said, grabbing my hand and pulling me along, ''stay here, Snivelly. We'll be right back."

"No! Let go of me!" I shrieked.

Sev ran up and hit James squarely across the face.

"OUCH!"

"Let – go – of – her!" Sev said, every word accompanied by a slap.

"Why – OUCH – do – OUCH – you – OUCH – care!"

"What is going on here?" said Professor Dumbledore.

We all froze. I supposed it would have looked quite strange to him, seeing James clutching my hand, me in mid-shriek, and Sev with his hand raised for another slap.

"Perhaps you did not hear. What is going on, boys? What are you doing to Lily?"

"Well – " Sev started.

"No, that's not – " James interrupted.

"Maybe it would be better if Lily explained," Professor Dumbledore cut in.

I took a deep breath and began,

"Well, we were in Defense against the Dark Arts, and I asked who You-Know-Who was, and Professor Florean told me, and people screamed and a girl named Anastasia passed out and she sent us to get Madame Pomfrey. Then, I asked where the Hospital Wing was and James said he would take me and he told Sev to stay here, and then grabbed my hand and started pulling me along. I screamed 'Let go of me' and then Sev came and tried to help me and then James tried to pull me away from Sev,"

"That's not what happened," Sev said quietly.

"What do you mean, Severus?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

"When Lily screamed, I went up and slapped James. And then I said 'Let go of her" while I was still slapping him and then when he didn't, I kept hitting him. And then you came."

"I see. Well, I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you both detentions, Severus, James," he said sadly.

"I can't, sir," Sev said, his head hung in penitence.

"Why not?"

"Professor Florean gave me detention too."

"What on earth for?"

"Because I interrupted her when she was talking about You-Know-Who to try and explain that Lily was a Muggle-born, sir," he said, sounding ashamed.

"That does not deserve detention, Severus. I will speak to Professor Florean."

"Thank you, Professor."

"Now why were you all in the hall again?"

"To get Madame Pomfrey to help Anastasia Chai, who fainted, sir," I piped up.

"I will send her to the classroom. Now run along, you should get back to class. It is almost over."

Once we made it back to the classroom, Professor Florean smiled sweetly.

"Welcome back! Where is Madam Pomfrey? Anastasia has been out cold the entire time. What took you so long?"

"Well," I started.

"We met Professor Dumbledore," James said firmly.

"Well, then, we can excuse you then. Anyway, class is finished. Run along, Madame Pomfrey will attend to Anastasia. Lily, I would like you to explain to Professor Flitwick all about what happened to Anastasia, and tell him that under my authority she is excused. Go on, then!"

I rushed off. Once I entered the classroom, Professor Flitwick said,

"Oh yes, Professor Dumbledore told me about you. You are Lily Evans, right?"

Flitwick was a very short, very old man. He looked quite kind.

"Yes," I replied.

"Well you may go and sit by Mary McDonald and Emma Pauls."

I walked over, to find Mary to be a mousy-haired girl with pale eyes. She could have been the sister of the watery-eyed boy. Emma had black hair and eyes the color of amber tea.

"Hello," I said slowly.

"Welcome! You must be Lily Evans!" Emma said smilingly.

"All right everyone! Today we will be learning to cast levitation charms. The incantation is Wingardium Leviosa. You will move the wand in a swish, swish, flick motion. Your goal is to levitate the slip of parchment. Begin," Professor Flitwick directed.

Mary was doing it rather strangely.

"wen-gord-um laiv-ee-ohs-summ," she said, quite frustrated.

"Win-gard-ee-um lev-ee-oh-sah," I tried. Much to my surprise, the scrap of parchment rose into the air. I saw a girl I remembered as Margot Paisley glaring angrily at me.

"Excellent, Miss Evans! Everyone, notice the light airiness of Lily's parchment! Fabulous, Lily!" Professor Flitwick praised.

"Are you a pureblood?" a Hufflepuff boy named Daniel Kirke asked.

"No. I'm a Muggle-born, see," I replied.

"I would never have guessed!"

"Thanks, um, I think."

"Now, everyone, I would like a half a foot long essay about why this charm would be useful in normal life. Off to lunch, everyone!" Professor Flitwick directed.

I ran off like I did at the end of Transfiguration, and for the exact same reason. However, I was far more successful this time.

Once I made it to the Great Hall, the ceiling was much like it was on my first night here, except it was bright and sunny.

"Lily!" Sev called out.

I ran up and gave him a hug.

"Where are you sitting?" I asked him.

"At the Slytherin table. You must sit with your house. Professor Slughorn says that your house is your family while you're at Hogwarts."

"Oh," I said, my face falling.

"Why, don't you have friends in your House?" he asked, his face full of concern.

"Well, not really. I only just met Mary McDonald and Emma Pauls, in Charms, and the only other Gryffindors I know are Sirius Black, James Potter, and this other watery-eyed boy. My only sort of friend is Remus Lupin."

"Oh. Well, I'd better go. Meet me under the large oak by the lake, after lunch, ok?" he said, just before rushing off.

I went over and sat down by Remus. Much to my dismay, however, he was sitting with James, Sirius, and the pale, mousy-looking, watery-eyed boy, who he introduced as Peter Pettigrew.

I ate as quickly as I could. Then I rushed outside.

"Wait, Evans!" James called.

But I pretended not to have heard him.

Severus

We laid down on our backs underneath the tree, discussing our classes.

"So far my favorite class is Potions," Lily was saying.

"I really like it too. What did you think of Charms?" I asked.

"I quite enjoyed it! The levitation charm was not that hard, actually," she replied.

A leaf drifted down from the tree, and landed squarely on my nose. We both burst into uncontrollable fits of giggles.

"What do you have next?" I asked her.

"Care of Magical Creatures, with Professor Brandon. You?"

"Same! What do you think we will study?" I asked.

"I don't know. I started reading my book, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. It rates all creatures by X-Boring, XX-Harmless, XXX-Competent wizards are able to cope, XXXX-Dangerous, and XXXXX-Known Wizard Killer. I think we will probably be studying something X or XX. Don't you?"

"Yeah, probably."

In all truth I had no idea what she had just said. I felt something I did not know what to call, except it was like my soul had taken an aerial journey.

"Is something wrong, Sev?" Lily asked.

"What?"

"You looked quite strange for a second there. Are you all right?"

"Oh yes, I'm fine."

As I looked over, I saw James Potter and Sirius Black snickering about something.

"Let's go then! Come on!" she grasped my hand and began pulling me along.

She dragged me along, towards the edge of the forest.

"Welcome to the both of you!" Professor Brandon called. She was a merry-faced woman of about 35, who had a slight Irish accent.

"Now who would you be?" she continued.

"I'm Severus Snape, and this is Lily Evans. I'm a Slytherin and she's a Gryffindor."

"Excellent. Now just wait until everyone comes, then we'll begin the lesson."

We waited for about five minutes until everyone had arrived.

"Now, class. Welcome to Care of Magical Creatures. Behind me you can see the home of Gamekeeper Rubeus Hagrid, who rowed you in the boats on your first night here. To my left you can see the Forbidden Forest. All students are forbidden from entering the forest, hence the name," Professor Brandon said.

Everyone laughed.

"Anyways, today we will be studying flobberworms. Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them classifies flobberworms as Class X. We will be nurturing these flobberworms, in other words, trying to feed them."

The lesson, predictably from flobberworms being Class X, was boring. Thankfully, Lily and I were partners, so that was a bit of saving grace. We laughed and turned everyone and everything into a joke. We had fun together until Professor Brandon told us to be quiet and feed our flobberworms, or she would put us both in detention. For the rest of the lesson, Lily shook with suppressed laughter. We managed to enjoy the time, even with the boring toothlessness of flobberworms.

James

"Well, off you go, students! Next class we will be studying Puffskeins, a Class XX beast. See you next time!" Professor Brandon ushered us away.

As soon as we were a sufficient distance away, I chuckled.

"Was that not the most boring thing you have ever done? I looked up flobberworms in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. Class X means boring," I told Sirius.

He roared with laughter.

"Boring is right! That was dull and tedious. They were so slimy and strange! I had no idea why Lily and Snivellus enjoyed the lesson so much. They were laughing the whole time,"

"Well, what do we have next?" I asked him.

"Flying, Madam Hooch. I'm really excited for it, aren't you?"

"Definitely! I am so excited to learn to fly so that next year I can try out for the Gryffindor Quidditch team," I said.

"Well, we're here!"

"Welcome, boys!" said a tall woman with short gray hair and golden hawk-like eyes. She looked like someone you wouldn't want to cross.

"I am Madam Hooch. Stand next to a broom, please."

Once we had all filed ourselves next to a broom, Madam Hooch began to explain the class.

"Today we will be beginning to teach flying. We will be flying on broomsticks."

"No, really?" I whispered sarcastically to Sirius, "We would never fly on broomsticks, would we? Not when we are all standing next to them."

"Next year, you will be able to try out for a Quidditch team. So it is essential that you learn early. Now we will begin. Potter!" Madam Hooch suddenly snapped, "If you would stop talking to Black long enough to hear what I am saying, you might not get detention. Anyways, everyone! Stick out your hand and say, firmly, 'up!' You may begin."

We all said 'Up' as directed. My broomstick shot upward instantly.

"How'd you do that?" Sirius asked.

"Black! I would prefer it if you did not discuss things with Mr. Potter in my class!"

"Well, next time I will ask permission to talk," Sirius whispered to me, "Not!"

After quite a while of letting people try and get their brooms into their hands, Madam Hooch said that we could begin to try to fly. I was first up. She told the class to watch as I soared into the air.

"Potter, you are a natural. Now, your turn, Black."

Everyone got a chance to try and fly, but several people could not even get off the ground.

"All right, class dismissed!" Madam Hooch barked.

I waited back with Sirius for Lily. But when I made an attempt to talk to her, she pushed past me and ran forward.

"What is her problem?" I asked loudly. Several other people snickered.

"Tough luck, James," Sirius chuckled, "Maybe next time."

Sirius

As we sped off to History of Magic, James asked,

"Who teaches HoM? James asked.

"Professor Binns. When I asked some older students about the teachers, no one would tell me anything about him. Seemed to think it was a good joke. Well, personally, I don't see anything remotely funny about not telling us about a teacher."

"Yeah, that is strange. Well, I suppose we're in for it then. We don't know what he will tolerate, what he will punish, we don't know anything!" James raged.

"Yeah, and we had the goods on all the other professors too."

Once we reached the classroom, we were surprised to find that there was no Professor there. We sat down at a table with Peter Pettigrew, a boy we sat with at lunch, Remus, and the only one to look quite unhappy to be at our table, Lily.

"What on earth is going on?" Remus asked.

"Shhhh, he's coming!" Lily hissed.

"Who?" Peter asked.

"Professor Binns," she replied.

"How do you know how he's coming?" I challenged.

"A third year boy told me. Now be quiet, I want to see this."

Suddenly the front of the room got a bit hazy, and a strange-looking man walked through, and I mean through the chalkboard. He was the most bizarre person I had ever seen.

His entire being was a translucent pearly-white, and he looked quite old. I'm sure me and James looked quite shocked, because Lily said,

"What, nobody told you Professor Binns was a ghost?"

"He's a ghost?" Peter asked, sounding quite timid.

"Welcome to class, students," said Professor Binns. His voice was one-noted, and dismal.

"One day he fell asleep in his desk chair, and he died in his sleep. But apparently he hasn't noticed," I heard Lily whisper to Remus, "He just left his body there and he kept on teaching."

Remus looked a little creeped out.

"Today we will be learning about the 1612 Goblin Rebellions," droned on Professor Binns, "They took place in Hogsmeade, which is that wizarding village over there."

The lesson went on for a long time. The only person paying any attention was Lily, who was taking down notes avidly. Of course, the rest of us had been taught about the 1612 Goblin rebellions since we were tots, so it must be new news to her, as a Muggle-born.

"Class dismissed," went on Professor Binns about an hour later, "you can go."

"Thank goodness that's over," I said to James, Remus, and Peter, "And I thought Care of Magical Creatures was boring! That was practically the worst thing I have ever done in the entire history of my life."

"I mean, who hasn't heard of the 1612 Goblin Rebellions, honestly? I mean, anyone who hasn't is a real dummy," James snickered.

"I hadn't heard of them before this," said Lily quietly as she pushed past me and James in her usual routine of getting away from us.

"You haven't?" James asked, stunned.

"No I have not," she said, turning around, her face mounting a dull flush.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lily," he said, looking quite ashamed.

"Like I said earlier today, you're wasting your breath, I don't forgive you," she said as she pushed past us a final time, but this time, her voice quivered as she ran away.

Remus

Once we reached the greenhouse where Herbology classes are held, we met Professor Sprout, a woman with short flyaway hair. I noticed Lily was already sitting at a table, and also that her eyes were quite red, as if she had been crying.

"Welcome, boys. Sit wherever you want," said Professor Sprout.

I saw James make a beeline for Lily. I followed him, along with Peter and Sirius. Once we sat down, Lily promptly put her head on the table and hid it with her hands.

"Oh, Lily, you're still not sad about what I said, are you? I'm really sorry," James said.

Lily lifted up her head, her green eyes blazing.

"You are arrogant enough to assume that the cause of my sadness was your stupid comment? You are so conceited as to think that? Well, let me tell you now, nothing you say will ever matter to me. You cannot hurt me, help me, or please me. Now I hope you will not be so proud as to think on those lines in the future."

With one final haughty look, she gathered up all her books and moved over to a table by herself.

Peter looked confused.

"Who is that?" he asked.

"Lily Evans," I supplied, as James still looked quite angry at Lily's speech.

"Oh."

Then class started. It went on for the normal time, except Professor Sprout was talking the whole time about what we would be doing this year. Once class was over, Lily ran out of the class towards the great hall. When we reached it, I noticed the ceiling was a light purplish-blue, reflecting the actual weather. There were also the beginnings of a luminous moon. I eyed it apprehensively. Moons are not my favorite thing. As soon as everyone had sat down, food appeared. We all dug in, except Lily, who picked and moved about her food the entire meal.

"Are you okay, Lily?" I asked, my voice full of concern.

"I'm fine," she said, though her face showed otherwise.

"Are you sure?"

"Well, I just, don't have that many friends. Also, in the hallway on the way to Herbology, I heard some people whispering about how I was," she lowered her voice, "an ignorant Mudblood."

"No!" I said.

"That was why I was upset in Herbology. I was also frustrated about how James always thinks he is so important."

"Well, you have me and Severus as friends," I said comfortingly. At that moment, I was quite glad she had no idea what my secret was. For if she had, I doubt that what I was saying would have been anything remotely near comforting.

"Thanks, Remus," she said, slightly brightened.

"No problem," I said.

"I wasn't expecting to always be separated from Sev, you know. I was hoping to be with him more. He's my best friend," she said, as if she felt she had to explain her statement.

"I understand. He was the first of our kind you had ever met."

"Exactly! I had no idea that this world even existed until he explained all about it. I was starting to get really lonely in the Muggle world. My sister was beginning to stop being nice to me, also. I didn't have many friends at school, either," Lily continued.

"Oh, Lily, I never knew! I am so sorry," I said quickly.

"No, it's ok. I don't blame you. I don't blame anyone. It's just a bad situation. No one's fault," she finished.

Lily had barely touched her food. She didn't have seemed to have eaten anything.

"Will you be ok?" I asked.

"Um, yeah, I will be fine," she said, but her voice trembled.

"Why haven't you eaten anything?"

"I'm not hungry," Lily replied, "bye."

She gathered up her sack and left the table, with her head hanging.

"She'll starve herself to death!" James said.

"What do you mean?" Sirius asked.

"Lily barely ate anything at lunch, and she took barely two bites at dinner," he explained.

"Well, she's bound to eat tomorrow," I said.

James suddenly slapped his forehead. In response to our questioning looks, he began to speak.

"I have detention tomorrow! And also, to make things worse, I have it with Snivellus!"

"Well, I will see you later," Sirius and James picked up their things and left.

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