A/N: Hello peoples! Okies this fic is about my fav characters WMPP/L and some people I made up! MWPP are my fav fics so I decided to try and write one myself. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!! Just kidding. I'm babbling. You should be reading the fic right now, not reading this. It's 4:30 in the morning right now, so I blame the time for the reason I'm acting so stupid right now. Maybe I should erase all this and restart the whole thing. Nah, I'll just shut up now. Anyway, please R/R. Flames welcome, but at least tell me why you hate it. Don't just write 'it sucks'. I bet that is just encouraging some people to just write 'it sucks.' Oops! Just shut up Julia. Look how much crap you've just written. And all of it pointless. On with the story. Oh yeah, I didn't read this over, so sorry if there are a lot of typos.
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters, but I do own all personalities. Scary thought, huh?
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Lily Evans stomped into her dorm at Hogwarts muttering obscenities under her breath. She hated James Potter. He was the most annoying person on the planet. No, not the planet. The universe. She flopped down on her bed, scowling. She thought back to the day she had first met James and Sirius. She had actually liked him back then. She was in 7th year now and would like nothing more than to wake up one day and discover that James no longer existed. Lily stared at the ceiling, remembering exactly how she had met James Potter and Sirius Black.
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"See, mum there's no such thing as Platform 9 and 3 quarters. That letter was just a joke. Lily probably made up. I don't know why she would make up some freak place like a school for witches. Who would want to be a witch?" Petunia Evans stated in a smug voice, looking at her mother and sister.
They were standing in the middle of the train station, being jostled by the crowd. Mrs. Evans' brow was furrowed, looking from Lily to Petunia to Platform 9 to Platform 10.There was, of course, no Platform 9 and 3 quarters.
"Lily, darling. Petunia's right in pointing out that there is no Platform 9 and 3 quarters. Are you sure that's what the ticket says?" her mother asked.
Lily rolled her eyes. Lily Evans attracted a lot of stares from guys in the train station, despite the fact that she was only 11. She had long, layered auburn hair and large, almond-shaped, emerald green eyes. Although she was short for her age, there was something about her that made her look older than her age. She looked at her older sister and mother, exasperation clear on her face.
"Mother, I can read a ticket. I'm not totally stupid you know. And Petty, my darling sister why would I make something like this up? And if I did then what was Diagon Alley? You were there. You saw all those people. Do you think I just hired all those people to act like witches and wizards? We all know that's completely possible with the allowance I get.
Lily was the queen of sarcasm. She had a crazy sense of humor and her dry wit sometimes left people confused. They didn't know whether to take her seriously or not. People close to her soon became used to her twisted jokes and learned not to take her so seriously all the time. But to people she just met, often times she scared them away.
Lily's mother sighed. "Lily we know you didn't make it all up. We're just a bit confused, honey."
Petunia put her horse-like nose into the air. "I wouldn't put it past her, mum. This is just the kind of stunt Lily would pull."
Petunia had long blonde hair and clear blue eyes. She was tall and would have been pretty if it weren't for the fact that her face resembled strongly that of a horse. 4 years older than Lily, Petunia had always picked on her younger sister, finding some sick pleasure in seeing Lily suffer. Not that Lily ever took Petunia's insults to heart. Lily was quite an expert on the word revenge.
"This is a waste of time. I can't believe you dragged me along, mum." Petunia complained, twisting her face into an ugly scowl.
"Actually Petunia it was me that wanted you to come. I wanted the last thing I did before I left for Hogwarts to be this." Lily said sweetly, before lifting up her arm and punching Petunia hard in the nose, sending her reeling back into a group of people standing behind her, flecks of blood flying into the air.
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James Potter stood with his parents by Platforms 9 and 10, waiting for Sirius Black and his family to arrive.
"Late as usual." Thomas Potter said, amusement in his voice. "Have the Black's ever been on time for anything?"
James yawned. He had had to get up early that morning and he wasn't exactly a morning person. James had messy black hair and warm brown eyes that made most girls melt in their socks when they looked at him. (A/N: Melt in their in socks? What am I thinking? What does that mean? Are my characters starting to seem too superficial? They are to me. I'll have to fix that in later parts. I'll give them a few quirks. Hehehe. That'll be fun. On with the story.)
As they waited for the Blacks he amused himself with listening to snatches of conversations of people around him.
There was a couple with a son that looked a few years older than him saying, "Our Arthur, Head Boy. I'm so proud."
The boys ears turned a brilliant shade of pink and he said, "Mum, be quiet. People will hear."
"It's nothing to be ashamed of Arthur. Be proud to be a Weasley." His father said, thumping him on the back.
There were 2 girls with their mother standing in front of him, and from the way they were talking, the girl with red hair was a muggle-born witch. He listened with amusement as the girl who's name was Lily told off her sister for saying she made up Platform 9 and 3 quarters. He was thinking about how hot Lily looked and was taken by surprise when she decked her sister and sent her flying back into him. He fell to the ground looking up into the face of what looked like a blonde horse.
He heard Sirius Black's voice from somewhere above him saying, "I see your making friends already Jamsie. Why didn't you wait for me?"
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Lily burst into laughter as she looked at her sister sitting on top of a very scared looking boy. The boy's parents were looking in horror at Petunia, while the other boy that seemed to know the family laughed almost as hard as Lily. Lily's mom's eyes' looked like they were going to pop out of her head.
"Lily!" she said in an admonishing tone. She leaned over and helped the bleeding Petunia up and tried to console her, but Petunia was much too worked up.
"You b****! How could you! I can't wait to see you gone! I hope you die at that freak school of yours!" she shrieked. "I'm going to the car mum. I can't stand to be near Lily anymore!"
Lily listened to her sister, trying to look hurt and failing miserably. "But Petty, darling, honey, loved one, don't I get a kiss good-bye?"
Petunia's face went red with rage and she stalked off.
Lily grinned at the two boys and said, "Yup. My sister, boys. Gotta love her. My name's Lily Evans, by the way. Who are you?"
They're both pretty cute, she thought to herself and had to fight a smile. Lily had never been the boy-crazy type. It wasn't that she was scared of boys or thought they were yucky, it was just that she hated it when girls threw their themselves at guys' feet. This was probably just an affect of growing up with Petunia as a sister. Petunia literally lived for boys.
Both boys had black hair, but the one with gray eyes spoke. "My name's Sirius Black and the boy your crazy sister sat on is James Potter."
"Can you tell me how to get onto the Platform 'cause I've got no idea how." Lily said, and then turned to her mom. "See mom it was a good thing I punched Petty. It gave me the chance to ask how to get onto the Platform."
Her mother shook her head, saying, "Lily if you weren't leaving you would be in very big trouble."
She leaned over and gave Lily a kiss good-bye, getting rather misty-eyed in the process.
"I'll miss you flower. ("Mum don't call me that!") Be good and write me once in awhile. I've gotta go make sure Petunia doesn't kill anybody. Bye, honey."
Lily watched her mom leave and turned to the boys. "Let's go." She said grinning.
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I can't believe I didn't realize they were jerks when I first met them. Lily thought darkly. It just goes to show first impressions can be deceiving.
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A/N: Doesn't have much of a point yet, huh. Don't worry it will. That is if I get enough reviews. If people don't give me the time of day I won't continue to write. It's not much of a threat though if people don't care, so whats the point of even writing any of that. I tend to ramble don't I?