The Outsider

The Outsider (part one of too many)

Lily Evans glanced up at the scarlet engine, shining in the September sun. Well, she said to herself, this is it, my fifth year. She squinted as alight shone into her green eyes, and looked down to see the problem, her new silver prefects badge.

Damn it! Why did they hafta make me a prefect? Just because I'm top of my class in everything (That isn't quite true, she was mot the best in divination), oh damn it!

She looked over her shoulder, and caught a glimpse of some third year glancing at her long, slender legs. She turned around and glared at him. Why are guys always looking at me like that?! Can't they see I'm not interested!

As she shook her, wavy, dark red hair out of her eyes, it was evident (to everyone except herself at least), why it was so common for any member of the male sex to be so attracted to her.

Lily sighed as she heard the train whistle, and climbed onto the Hogwarts Express. She walked from compartment to compartment, trying to find an empty one, but, as every year, her search was in vain. She sighed once again, and settled on a compartment with a group of giggling Hufflepuff fourth year girls. As usual, the main topic of conversation was the "dreamy" James Potter, recently named captain of the Gryffindor house quidditch team. She slumped into a corner, shrugging off their impatient questions about whether or not her bright green eyes were due to contacts.

There, she proceeded to fall asleep.

As she drifted off into a deep slumber, a recurring image of a horsy face, framed with strawish blond hair and dull grey eyes kept appearing. Lily sunk into a reminiscent memory of her past

*****CORNY DREAM SEQUENCE MUSIC*****

Petunia was always a little boy crazy, and it didn't help her that she happened to be so utterly unattractive. But Lily had never seen a boy that Petunia was as stuck on as Kenneth. He was a year older than Petunia, and very popular with the ladies, well, as popular as you can be at twelve. Lily, at nine, was oblivious to boys at that time, with the exception of Neil, her best and only friend. Petunia used to tease Lily about her "boyfriend", but Lily used to just shrug it off and Petunia often noticed that afterwards, her nose grew slightly longer, or she grew a new wart to add to her collection. Petunia often found herself wondering if her sister was some kind of freak of nature.

So, as Petunia's crush intensified, Kenneth seemed to ignore her more and more. His attention turned to a red-haired, green-eyed nine-year-old.

Petunia was oblivious to this, and so, when she invited him over for tea, he quickly accepted after finding out whom the rest of her family were. Petunia rehearsed what to say, so that Kenneth would fall madly in love with her, and threatened to lock Lily in her room if anything out of the ordinary happened.

The big day arrived, and Petunia put on her ugliest lemon yellow bellbottoms (remember that this is the sixties/seventies, I haven't exactly decided yet, hee hee I'll have loads of fun with this) and white go-go boots. Lily secretly felt sorry for her, but didn't say anything.

When Kenneth arrived, everything was in order. They had tea, while Petunia droned on and on about her unordinary fetish for drills. Poor Kenneth was bored out of his mind, until Lily came down to take away the dishes (she was offered a half-pence from Petunia). Kenneth's eyes lit up, so when Petunia went into the bathroom to re-apply her already caked on makeup, he decided to make his move.

"Hey baby, come sit over here", he said in his machoest voice as he pointed at his lap, "and you can give old Kenny a kissy-wissy."

Lily gasped, and yelled out all the cuss words she could think of, and a few that she made up (I'll let you use your imagination). Then she kicked him in the shin and ran out of the room.

Kenneth wondered to himself how any woman, and a younger one at that, could ever resist his charms. He shrugged, and walked to the door. As he put on his purple velvet platforms (too fun, too fun. Hee hee hee), a big hiccup echoed out of his oversized mouth, and they continued as he ran, as fast as his four inch high shoes would carry him, away from that blasted house.

When Petunia went to school the next day and approached her love, Kenneth gave a high-pitched scream and continued to hiccup uncontrollably.

As time past, Kenneth lost his popularity. What girl would kiss a guy who was constantly hiccupping (he was deathly afraid of Petunia now)?

Petunia was livid.

The sisters' relationship went from bad to worse. Petunia refused to talk to Lily, and that fateful day two years later, when an owl first swooped through their kitchen window, Petunia's worst fears about the "freak" were confirmed.

*****END OF DREAM SEQUENCE*****

***CORNY FOGGYNESS SLIGHTLY RESEMBLING A SOAP OPERA FADES AWAY ***

When the train lurched, Lily woke up with a start. Woo hoo, she said to herself with sarcasm, I can finally leave these useless Hufflepuff pricks, and hang out with all the cool Gryffindors for yet again, another fantastic year. Lily wouldn't admit it to herself, but she really was quite excited to be back at home in Gryffindor Tower.

As she stepped out of the compartment, she was shoved against the wall, and slid to the floor.

After a second, she opened her left eye a slit, and seeing who was standing over her, quickly tried to close it again. "What is it now Potter? Are you and your immature little friends planning to get detention again?"

"Look Lily, I'm sorry. Sirius, that little git, stole my broomstick, and I'm trying to get it back. How dare I bump into your majesty!"

Lily's eyes softened with pain at this statement, almost displaying her real feelings. Contrary to popular belief, she really didn't enjoy being such a bitch. Especially in the opinion of someone as cute as James. "I'm having a hard day, okay."

"Yeah, that I can see. Here, I'll help you up." She is kinda cute when she lets herself be, he thought to himself. If she wasn't such a bitch most of the time, I might be interested in her.

Lily suddenly realized whom she was talking to, and her eyes hardened again. "I'm fine. Unlike just about every other girl in this school, you can't wrap me around my little finger."

James shrugged as she walked away, staring at her retreating figure. What a waste of a good thing, he thought to himself as he climbed off the train, ready for another year.

The end (of part one).

Woo hoo hoo. I'm finally done that mess. So, please review, if you are a nice person, but if you don't, I might forgive you, because I never review either. This is my first fanfic by the way, so be nice. I'm sorry Lily is such a bitch, but she will change. I've got big plans for that girl. Hee hee hee.

Alrighty, disclaimer. I own nothing, you can have it, but you'd hafta ask the supreme ruler of the universe, J. K. Rowling about that.