Author's Note : Hiya people. I didn't get many reviews on the first
chapter, though. LoL But, I decided to just continue. Okay, even though no
one bothered to ask, I'm gonna tell you anyways.. LoL (again) Lily in my
story isn't depressed; she's just a sad girl. And she will not, I repeat -
not - commit suicide or even think about it. So. maybe this will give u a
lighter point of view on this story?
Thanks : Emma Watson, TheStek and SilverFire
Not What I Expected Chapter 2 : Life
'Lily, Lily, wake up!'
I groaned. 'What is it, you twit?' I asked while yawning.
'We're going to be late for class and breakfast!' whined Judy.
'Oh, all right,' I mumbled and got out of bed. I was slightly happier today. Yes, James was still ignoring me, but last night I had the most peculiar, yet amusing dream. I was grown up and I was standing side by side with a grown up James in a room that looked like a nursery.
We were looking over a cot, which had a very cute baby boy in it. He had wild black hair, exactly like James' and piercing green eyes, like mine. It all looked so realistic until Judy woke me up. It was a true fantasy, I'd say. But, I'd just have to tell myself to dream on. James would never - I repeat - never even think of asking me out, and I'm already thinking of marriage?
I got ready for breakfast and went to the Great Hall for breakfast in my robes. I sat in my usual seat, across Remus and in between James and Judy. James seemed to have gone somewhere - probably up to mischief, again.
One. Two. Three. A huge flock of owls flew in with the daily post. I got my usual copy of the Daily Prophet and a small bag of sweets from Jemima Rogers, a salesgirl working in Zonkos. She was my role model ever since first year. When the Slytherins picked on me for being a mudblood, she stood up for me - surprisingly. She was somewhat the guardian for me. Funny though. She was a fourth year at that time and now, a part-time nineteen year old worker in Zonkos. She kept sending me sweets, don't ask. I don't know why myself. I'll send her some things sometimes too.
I unfolded my copy of the Daily Prophet and read an article while eating breakfast, about a young teen witch, who committed suicide because her lover had been cheating on her.
'Fool,' I whispered.
That witch was definitely a fool. Killing her own self just because of a wizard? I've always thought that committing suicide was a foolish thing to do. Especially if it's because of rejection. If you kill yourself, what good will that do? You will harm the one's who love you and who you love and get a sin.
After reflecting on that, I realized that I had better just give up on James. What's the point of trying you ass off to impress one guy? I have been sad these days, but not depressed. I've decided that from this moment on, I'll be a happier person, just like whom I was two years ago. I smiled and began thinking of what life would be if I had never liked James.
Yes, I have said that I was plain and boring old Lily. But through many people's point of views, I'm not. Heck, I think I'm one of the most straightforward and bravest sixth year girls. I excel in almost everything, but even that doesn't even seem to catch James' eye.
Just then, James sat down beside me.
'Hey, Lils.' He flashed a smile at me.
There and then, I had forgotten about everything. That smile was what made me fall in 'like' with him.
'Hey, James. What took you so long?'
James whistled and just replied, 'Oh. Just business.' He glanced over to the Slytherin table and I heard him counting down under his breath. 'Three. Two. One.'
Suddenly, Lucius Malfoy stood up from his chair, jumped on the table, and began dancing and started proclaiming his love to Narcissa. Narcissa's face began to changing colour from her pale white milk skin to root beet red and ran to the Slytherin Dormitory.
I'd have to say, it was a good laugh. Professor Oleobrum, yes, it's Oleobrum. Funny name, don't you think? Anyway, Professor Oleobrum immediately got up from his seat at the teacher's table and glared at James and Co. Professor Dumbledore (being his usual self) chuckled and nodded. He stood up, and the laughter died down.
'Ah, Mr Potter and Mr Black, I expect this is your doing?'
Both James and Sirius were nodding their heads proudly.
''Yes, yes, another very amusing prank pulled by both of you. But, I'm sorry to inform you but you will both each get detentions for two weeks with Professor Oleobrum. That is all and I'm sorry boys, but 20 points are deducted from Gryffindor, oh and an extra bonus 5 points, each, for the charm you used to entice Mr Malfoy on to the table to dance.'
Professor Oleobrum was fuming as Professor Dumbledore added 10 points to Gryffindor, but was calmed down, eventually.
James and Sirius were doing 'high fives' as they managed to pull yet another successful prank.
I just smiled. Yes, my heart will forever belong to James, even though he doesn't have a single clue about my feelings towards him. Finally, I made my decision, I have given up on him. Yes, the strong willed Gryffindor prefect who has a hot temper, Lily "Fiery" Evans, has given up.
I played with my porridge, suddenly losing my appetite. I thought that it'd be best if I told Judy. It would, wouldn't it?
I turned around and just sighed at Judy, 'I've given up.'
Judy who was busy eating her pancakes, looked at me and said, (with specks of food flying out of her mouth), 'What?'
'I've given up on. you-know-who.' I lowered my voice as I said you- know-who. Her eyes widened. I chuckled and said, 'No, not that you-know- who. I'm talking about the dolt sitting on my right.' I said that in barely a whisper.
Judy spat everything out. Sirius, who was sitting in front of her said, 'Geez Judy. I didn't know you were that gross.'
'Oh, sorry Sirius,' she turned around to talk to me again. 'You're giving up on him, why?'
'Come on, Judy. What's the point of -' Suddenly, Judy grabbed me by the arm and yanked me all the way to the girl's bathroom.
'You could have at least notify me that you were going to do that, you know,' I rubbed my arm, but continued talking. 'Like I said before I was rudely interrupted, what's the point of liking him, when he doesn't like me back? I know I'm not that pretty, and I'm not that ugly too.'
'Lily, don't say that!' Judy said sternly. 'If James doesn't realize that he has a beautiful admirer, then I guess it's just his loss. Now, you listen here, young lady. I'm going to help you get him. I'll do whatever it takes to make him realize what he's missing. I may not be able to help him like you back, but at least I know I've tried. You go that, missy?'
'Yes, ma'am!' I saluted her and burst into a fit of giggles.
'Now, let's get back to the Great Hall and show James Potter the real Lily Evans.' Once again, Judy yanked me back all the way to the Great Hall.
I truly have wonderful friends. I didn't realize that until today. Judy, yes, she's the most wonderful. I don't know what will happen to me if it weren't for her.
In my fourth year, my parents died in a car crash. A drunken couple had crashed into them, and then, God took their lives away. I was sad, horrified, and as always, empty.
My sister, who was at home at that time, was in the same condition as me. But, being her usual bratty self, she blamed it on me. Of all people, me. Somehow, I don't know why? It's not my fault the drunken couple was drunk.
But, as I got my letter, I just broke down into sobs. Judy was there, she comforted me thoroughly. James was there too, being the sweet gentleman he is. Both of them comforted me. Heck, everyone comforted me, but those two comforted me the most.
I felt very touched then because I had and have wonderful friends.
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Author's Note : Well, this is a more happier and funnier chapter then the previous one. Even though I didn't get many reviews for the first chapter, I hope I get more for this one. Hope you all enjoy reading this!
Thanks a lot,
-cRyStaLLiZeD
Thanks : Emma Watson, TheStek and SilverFire
Not What I Expected Chapter 2 : Life
'Lily, Lily, wake up!'
I groaned. 'What is it, you twit?' I asked while yawning.
'We're going to be late for class and breakfast!' whined Judy.
'Oh, all right,' I mumbled and got out of bed. I was slightly happier today. Yes, James was still ignoring me, but last night I had the most peculiar, yet amusing dream. I was grown up and I was standing side by side with a grown up James in a room that looked like a nursery.
We were looking over a cot, which had a very cute baby boy in it. He had wild black hair, exactly like James' and piercing green eyes, like mine. It all looked so realistic until Judy woke me up. It was a true fantasy, I'd say. But, I'd just have to tell myself to dream on. James would never - I repeat - never even think of asking me out, and I'm already thinking of marriage?
I got ready for breakfast and went to the Great Hall for breakfast in my robes. I sat in my usual seat, across Remus and in between James and Judy. James seemed to have gone somewhere - probably up to mischief, again.
One. Two. Three. A huge flock of owls flew in with the daily post. I got my usual copy of the Daily Prophet and a small bag of sweets from Jemima Rogers, a salesgirl working in Zonkos. She was my role model ever since first year. When the Slytherins picked on me for being a mudblood, she stood up for me - surprisingly. She was somewhat the guardian for me. Funny though. She was a fourth year at that time and now, a part-time nineteen year old worker in Zonkos. She kept sending me sweets, don't ask. I don't know why myself. I'll send her some things sometimes too.
I unfolded my copy of the Daily Prophet and read an article while eating breakfast, about a young teen witch, who committed suicide because her lover had been cheating on her.
'Fool,' I whispered.
That witch was definitely a fool. Killing her own self just because of a wizard? I've always thought that committing suicide was a foolish thing to do. Especially if it's because of rejection. If you kill yourself, what good will that do? You will harm the one's who love you and who you love and get a sin.
After reflecting on that, I realized that I had better just give up on James. What's the point of trying you ass off to impress one guy? I have been sad these days, but not depressed. I've decided that from this moment on, I'll be a happier person, just like whom I was two years ago. I smiled and began thinking of what life would be if I had never liked James.
Yes, I have said that I was plain and boring old Lily. But through many people's point of views, I'm not. Heck, I think I'm one of the most straightforward and bravest sixth year girls. I excel in almost everything, but even that doesn't even seem to catch James' eye.
Just then, James sat down beside me.
'Hey, Lils.' He flashed a smile at me.
There and then, I had forgotten about everything. That smile was what made me fall in 'like' with him.
'Hey, James. What took you so long?'
James whistled and just replied, 'Oh. Just business.' He glanced over to the Slytherin table and I heard him counting down under his breath. 'Three. Two. One.'
Suddenly, Lucius Malfoy stood up from his chair, jumped on the table, and began dancing and started proclaiming his love to Narcissa. Narcissa's face began to changing colour from her pale white milk skin to root beet red and ran to the Slytherin Dormitory.
I'd have to say, it was a good laugh. Professor Oleobrum, yes, it's Oleobrum. Funny name, don't you think? Anyway, Professor Oleobrum immediately got up from his seat at the teacher's table and glared at James and Co. Professor Dumbledore (being his usual self) chuckled and nodded. He stood up, and the laughter died down.
'Ah, Mr Potter and Mr Black, I expect this is your doing?'
Both James and Sirius were nodding their heads proudly.
''Yes, yes, another very amusing prank pulled by both of you. But, I'm sorry to inform you but you will both each get detentions for two weeks with Professor Oleobrum. That is all and I'm sorry boys, but 20 points are deducted from Gryffindor, oh and an extra bonus 5 points, each, for the charm you used to entice Mr Malfoy on to the table to dance.'
Professor Oleobrum was fuming as Professor Dumbledore added 10 points to Gryffindor, but was calmed down, eventually.
James and Sirius were doing 'high fives' as they managed to pull yet another successful prank.
I just smiled. Yes, my heart will forever belong to James, even though he doesn't have a single clue about my feelings towards him. Finally, I made my decision, I have given up on him. Yes, the strong willed Gryffindor prefect who has a hot temper, Lily "Fiery" Evans, has given up.
I played with my porridge, suddenly losing my appetite. I thought that it'd be best if I told Judy. It would, wouldn't it?
I turned around and just sighed at Judy, 'I've given up.'
Judy who was busy eating her pancakes, looked at me and said, (with specks of food flying out of her mouth), 'What?'
'I've given up on. you-know-who.' I lowered my voice as I said you- know-who. Her eyes widened. I chuckled and said, 'No, not that you-know- who. I'm talking about the dolt sitting on my right.' I said that in barely a whisper.
Judy spat everything out. Sirius, who was sitting in front of her said, 'Geez Judy. I didn't know you were that gross.'
'Oh, sorry Sirius,' she turned around to talk to me again. 'You're giving up on him, why?'
'Come on, Judy. What's the point of -' Suddenly, Judy grabbed me by the arm and yanked me all the way to the girl's bathroom.
'You could have at least notify me that you were going to do that, you know,' I rubbed my arm, but continued talking. 'Like I said before I was rudely interrupted, what's the point of liking him, when he doesn't like me back? I know I'm not that pretty, and I'm not that ugly too.'
'Lily, don't say that!' Judy said sternly. 'If James doesn't realize that he has a beautiful admirer, then I guess it's just his loss. Now, you listen here, young lady. I'm going to help you get him. I'll do whatever it takes to make him realize what he's missing. I may not be able to help him like you back, but at least I know I've tried. You go that, missy?'
'Yes, ma'am!' I saluted her and burst into a fit of giggles.
'Now, let's get back to the Great Hall and show James Potter the real Lily Evans.' Once again, Judy yanked me back all the way to the Great Hall.
I truly have wonderful friends. I didn't realize that until today. Judy, yes, she's the most wonderful. I don't know what will happen to me if it weren't for her.
In my fourth year, my parents died in a car crash. A drunken couple had crashed into them, and then, God took their lives away. I was sad, horrified, and as always, empty.
My sister, who was at home at that time, was in the same condition as me. But, being her usual bratty self, she blamed it on me. Of all people, me. Somehow, I don't know why? It's not my fault the drunken couple was drunk.
But, as I got my letter, I just broke down into sobs. Judy was there, she comforted me thoroughly. James was there too, being the sweet gentleman he is. Both of them comforted me. Heck, everyone comforted me, but those two comforted me the most.
I felt very touched then because I had and have wonderful friends.
.................................................
Author's Note : Well, this is a more happier and funnier chapter then the previous one. Even though I didn't get many reviews for the first chapter, I hope I get more for this one. Hope you all enjoy reading this!
Thanks a lot,
-cRyStaLLiZeD