This story is gonna go back and forth between the present and past via flashbacks. This is a revenge story (she is not gonna end up with one of the marauders).
I'm just sick of seeing revenge stories where the main character falls in live with one of the bullies who she wants to seek revenge on. Honestly annoying. The characters will stray a bit from there cannon version but not much. Set in an AU universe.
Hope you enjoy the story.
Song for this chapter is "Natural" by Imagine Dragons.
I was sitting in my room lost in thought. My head bobbing to the sound of the jazz song playing on the radio. I took a sip from the glass of wine resting in my hand.
I reminisced of the days before everything went wrong.
"I'm gonna get you Lisa," screamed James barrelling down the stairs.
A little girl appeared through the doorway ahead of him, squealing in delight. She had short brown hair that was arranged in two plaits and similar chocolate brown eyes. Wearing a blue and black flannel along with black jeans, the girl ran and hid behind the chair on which a man was sitting, reading a newspaper.
"Daddy help," she screamed, still laughing.
The man looked up to note the expression on his daughter's face. He had chocolate brown eyes, similar to the girl in front of him and black tousled hair with streaks of grey in them. He wore a white button-up shirt and black trousers. Adorning his face was a pair of rectangular glasses. Putting the newspaper down, he asked with an amused chuckle, "What did you do now Lisa?"
Lisa looked at the man with an expression of mock hurt, "Why do you always think it's me?"
"Isn't it?" asked the man knowingly.
She grinned and said, "It is but don't tell mum." He let out a laugh at this, fully enjoying the antics of his children
Just then James appeared in the doorway. He spotted the young girl right away and with a furious expression said "I'm gonna murder you."
Lisa let out a childish giggle and said, "You'll have to catch me first Jamie."
Just like that, James started chasing Lisa around the room like a cat chasing a mouse. Fleamont Potter looked at their antics chuckling every now and then. They jumped over couches upsetting the cushions, knocked down vases and other decorative pieces and bumped into portraits and pictures, making their inhabitants groan in protest.
Among all this chaos, a women entered the room carrying a tray of food in her hand.
"Who's making all this ruckus?" she said with a voice full of authority.
Immediately everyone paused in their tracks, peering at the Euphemia Potter, even the portraits stopped their complaining. She took in the appearance of the room and let of a short huff. When her eyes fell upon her children though, even she couldn't stop her lips from curling slightly into a smile.
There stood James Potter in front of her, covered from head to toe in green slime. Her eyes then shifted to her daughter who was having a hard time trying to contain her laughter.
James first looked at his smiling mother and then at his chuckling father with an expression of betrayal.
Euphemia shook her head in amusement and then took out her wand from her pocket. With one flick of her hand she restored the room to its original state. She then pointed her wand at James and with a swish of her hand vanished all the slime off him.
Lisa pouted in disappointed, but her eyes were still filled amusement showing that she wasn't actually that upset. James, on the other hand, was still grumbling under his breath.
"At the table," Euphemia said, "Now! We don't wanna miss the train."
The two kids immediately perked up and rushed to the table. Euphemia slowly followed them and laid down the breakfast on the table. She then took her seat besides her husband, giving him a small peck on the cheek.
"Not during breakfast, mom" came James' exaggerated response regarding the display of affection. Lisa nodded in agreement. The couple shared an expression of amusement.
The kids then proceeded to eat the food at top speed, both excited about visiting Hogwarts. This would be James' second year and Lisa's first. James couldn't wait to meet his friends, tell them all about his summer and plan pranks with them. Lisa was excited to visit the place James had been talking about all summer and make amazing friends of her own.
After everyone had eaten, they grabbed their luggage and apparated in a secluded alley near King Cross Station, James with his mom while Lisa apparated with her dad.
Walking into the station, they received some stares from the muggles due to the owl that James was carrying with him.
The owl was shared by both James and Lisa. It was a sooty great-horned owl whom Lisa had suggested should be called "Ibis", the Latin translation of owl. James had readily agreed.
They rushed towards the platforms 9 and 10. Lisa already knew what she was supposed to do. She had visited the platform before once to drop her brother off.
James went first, running towards the pillar and then disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Lisa went next. She brushed off her parent's offer to accompany her through the barrier. With confidence she gripped her trolley and moved forward. Unlike James she didn't run towards the barrier, that would attract unwanted attention. Instead, she calmly walked towards the barrier. Then looking back she leaned against it and slowly eased her way into the barrier.
I guess, she should have guessed that entering the platform while looking back could cause an accident, but mistakes happen.
She crashed along with her trolley into a young boy.
Falling onto the floor, she groaned in pain. All of her luggage flew off the trolley, lying in a heap on the ground.
"Lisa," someone exclaimed. Soon James filled her vision along with a shaggy black haired boy.
"Hey Sirius," she barely groaned out. She had met the young prankster when he had come to her home during his and James' Christmas break. Those few weeks both of them had bonded over pranking James. It would be an understatement to say that that was the best Christmas ever.
She heard another groan from somewhere beside her.
Realising that she had crashed into someone, she looked up and immediately said, "I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking."
"Clearly," he whispered just loud enough for her to hear. Flushed, she stood up pushing Sirius and James aside. She scrambled to help the boy up who was laying under the weight of her trunk. Pulling her trunk aside, she offered the boy her hand.
Before she could help him up though a hand pulled her own back. She looked back to see Sirius. "No need Lisa," he said, "It's just my brother, Regulus." He muttered 'Regulus' with the a voice filled with loathing.
Lisa looked back to get a proper look at the boy. Surely enough, now that she paid attention, she could spot the resemblance between Sirius and Regulus.
"Sirius," Regulus muttered with the same tone. He stood up and then passed his gaze over all three of them. When his eyes fell on Lisa, she gave him an apologetic look. He ignored this and sneered at them. Straightening his robes, he walked away with long, purposeful strides.
"How rude," James muttered.
"Well, I did crash into him," Lisa said, a bit guilty.
"It wasn't your fault, Lisa," replied Sirius, "He's always an angry git."
She looked away sheepishly, still slightly guilty.
Just then Euphemia and Fleamont enter through the barricade and immediately stop upon seeing the mess around them.
"Five minutes," huffed Euphemia annoyed, "We left you alone for five minutes and come back to see this?" Fleamont just shook his head and flicked his wand arranging all of Lisa's belongings onto the trolley again.
The group then exchanged farewell, and the three kids boarded the train.
How naive I was back then. Believing that those 'I love you's and 'We'll always stick together's were real. They were just empty words. Thrown around to make each other feel better.
I took another sip of my wine.
But the great thing about life is that you learn. You make mistakes, but you easily get a chance to correct them. And I was surely, going to correct them.
"Ma'am," a voice came from the door where a petite girl stood. I raised my head in acknowledgement. "The flight's been scheduled for tomorrow," she continued.
My lips curled into a smirk. "Thank you," I said. She bowed her head slightly in respect and then left.
I raised my glass to my lips and threw my head back, chugging the rest of the drink in one go. I wiped my lips when all of the drink was finished.
It was time to serve certain people with a slight dose of karma. And what better way to do that then revenge?
I'm back.
And I'm ready to play.
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