Chapter 3
Lily:
"That startled me," I said stupidly. I was nervous. I tried to not ever show my emotions, especially when I was nervous or upset.
"Yes, and the rest of us were expecting it," snapped Sirius.
"Down boy. We'll have to put a leash on you," I snapped back.
"At least dogs are more lovable. You really are just like a cat Lily, an Ice Queen."
"You little…"
"Break it up guys, it's our first day, how're we supposed to get through the year with you two bickering like this?" asked Peter.
"I don't know, at least if they're in the same house, they won't have to sleep next to each other," Remus pointed out.
"Hey, I can find my way into her bed. Heart! I meant heart," Sirius corrected himself.
"Sure you did Shaggy," I agreed sarcastically. She punched him the arm. "I don't think so," I laughed.
"Oh, come on. You know you love me," he grinned.
"How dare you make presumptions about me," I hissed in mock anger. I launched myself playfully at him and started wrestling with him on the floor. I ended up pinning him, and laughing right in his face. I got up and gave him my hand.
"I don't get it," said James. "How can they be bickering one minute and rolling around on the floor the next?"
"Call it a gift," I said simply.
James:
We unsteadily got off the train. It was cold on the dark platform. I saw Lily shiver, so I gave her my cloak.
"Thanks, but won't you be cold?"
"Lily here's a hint. When someone gives you your jacket, don't complain, just shut up and accept the favor, (A/N I say that sometimes, never mind…)" I chattered. I was freezing, but Lily needed it more. I could be a man.
"Well, we should at least share it, you'll catch cold," she said with a concerned look.
"Yes mother," I teased. She looked solemnly into my eyes as though this was not the time to joke. I turned away quickly. Lucky thing it's dark, I was blushing a deep crimson.
"Firs' years this way! Firs' years o'er 'ere!" called a great man over the din of confusion.
"That's us," announced Sirius.
"Really? I had no idea we were in our first year," Remus laughed. I heard Lily giggle beside me. The man led us to a great lake where tiny little boats were waiting.
"No more 'en four to a boat." Sirius and Remus climbed in first, followed by Lily and I huddled under James' cloak. Peter gave us a fleeting look, then got into a boat with three girls with a severe case of the giggles. I saw Saria get into a boat with a boy that had white blond hair and a pointed face. Lily smiled and waved; Saria pulled a face and stuck out her tongue.
"I told you," muttered Sirius. "She doesn't care about you."
"Shut up Shaggy," snapped Lily, on the verge of tears.
"Sure thing Tabby," he retorted.
"Duck!" shouted the great man, who had a boat all to himself. We all ducked. Lily didn't really need to. I suddenly noticed that we were all a lot taller than her, everyone by at least four inches. I don't know whether she was short or we were tall, but either way she was unmistakably the shortest of the group. Even Peter was a head taller than her.
"Lily, I just thought of something," said suddenly, making everyone jump. She looked up at me.
"What would that be?" she asked.
"You're a lot shorter than the rest of us," I said, trying to put it delicately.
"And?" she asked, annoyed. "Big deal. I've always been short. Why does it matter?"
"Just thinking, when are you going to hit a growth spurt?"
"Why I ought to…" she began, but couldn't finish because the little boats had bumped against the landing. The man was now knocking on the great oak door three times. My stomach clenched and I suddenly felt extremely sick. Lily looked worse, if that was possible, than I felt and both Sirius and Remus had lost all color in their faces.
"Oh Lord, we're here. We're actually here," whispered Lily. Either she huddled closer to me, or I huddled closer to her or both because we were suddenly a lot closer then we had been five minutes ago.
Chapter 4
Lily:
The door opened and a tall young woman with sleek black hair pulled into a tight bun looked up at the tall man.
" 'Ere they are Professor McGonagall. All of 'em."
"Thank you Hagrid," said Professor McGonagall. "Come this way," she said to us. I was so nervous I could have cried. Slap out of it Lily. They aren't supposed to see you cry! Professor McGonagall led us into a large dining hall. Still not wanting to cry, I looked up. I gasped.
"What is it Lily?" asked James.
"Look at the ceiling!" He looked up and gasped too.
"It looks just like it does outside. It must be enchanted. Wow, I've never seen one this accurate before."
"What?" I asked. "You've seen one before?"
"Yeah," he replied nonchalantly. "We used to have one in out living room, but we had too many Muggles come, so we had to take it off. But it was never like this!"
I opened my mouth to speak, but never got the chance. A ratty old hat on a stool in the middle of the Hall started to sing. I was too nervous to pay attention. I started daydreaming about being at the top of my class and graduating valedictorian. I was snapped back to reality when the Hall started to clap.
"When I call out your name, sit on the stool and put on the hat," explained Professor McGonagall.
A/N: Sorry I took so long to get it up, I had a nasty English paper I had to write. Blah, I hate English. Same old same old: If you recognize it, I don't own it. Please Review and I NEED ideas, I'm totally lost on where to go. If you have any ideas, email me. TessWalker@aol.com. Thanks a bunch (when do I ever say that, I'm weird, don't' mind me)!