Author's Note: Hey everyone. This is my first fan fiction. I've always like writing stories but they were never based on anything, nor have I ever let anyone read this. This is just an attempt at finding how I should write fan fictions so don't be too harsh on me. Please review, I'd love to know if I did an okay job or not. If enough people like it then I'll probably add more to the story. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, its all J.K. Rowling's so yea, please don't sue me. Thanks!
She looked at nervously at the floor wondering how on Earth she had gotten into this situation. People stared at her as they walked by, though this was not much of a surprise for she was standing there with a large, screeching owl on her trolley. As she stood there looking from platform nine to platform ten, pondering where this mysterious platform 9 ¾ was, she recalled the day this madness in her life had begun.
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Lily Evans shot out of bed and swiped her long red hair out of her face to look at her alarm clock. It was 5:15 in the morning. Confused for a minute of why she woke up so early, she got chills down her spine. Something was going to happen today. She got dressed and went to the bathroom to freshen up, then went downstairs. She was halfway through her bowl of soggy cereal when her sister came downstairs. Her elder sister took no notice of her and poured herself a bowl of cereal.
Then there was a tapping on the kitchen window. Her sister looked up and let out an alarming scream and ran upstairs. "Mum! Dad! HELP!" Lily looked and saw the tapping came from an owl wanting to come in. Curiosity ruled over fear as she slid open the window. The owl landed on the dinner table and stuck its leg out. Connected to it was a large envelope with the girl's name on it. She just began opening the envelope when her parents came downstairs followed closely behind by the elder daughter.
Her mother stared at the owl, which was now pecking at the soggy cereal. "What in the world…"
"Oh look! Its an owl!" finished her not-so-awake husband.
"It brought a letter, addressed to me," informed the redhead, answering the wonder and disbelief in her parents' eyes.
"Well, I guess you should open it then, see what it is," replied her mother. The girl slid open the envelope and put the first paper on the table for all to see.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme
Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Evans,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
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Lily sighed. So much had happened that summer, and still she had so many questions and so few answers. As she glanced at her watch she saw it was already 10:50, and the Hogwarts Express, the train that was to take her to her new school, was going to leave at 11:00. Becoming quite frantic, she jumped up and down racking her brain for something on the letter that she might have missed, something telling her how to get to platform 9 ¾. Then she felt a small hand poke her shoulder.
"Need help?" The girl looked over and saw a small boy with extremely untidy black hair and large round glasses looking at her. Then she saw that he too had an owl, so she decided that he must be going to Hogwarts also.
"Yes actually, I'm err…. not used to magic so errr…"
"I assumed you were a muggle-born when I saw you prancing between these platforms," said the boy, smiling at her. "You just walk straight through the barrier, and don't be frightened. Close your eyes and run if it helps."
She looked at him, smiled, and grabbed his hand. "Will you go through with me? I'm very new at all this." So they walked through the barrier together. "By the way, I'm Lily Evans."
"James Potter," answered the boy as he looked up at the scarlet train in front of them. "See you around, bye!"
"Bye," Lily answered as she watched him run off. She looked up at the large sign saying "Platform 9 ¾" and stepped into the train.
Inside the train there was a lot of commotion and Lily, wishing for a quiet space to observe her new surroundings, headed to the back of the train. As she entered the last compartment she saw there were already a few people there, four to be exact. She recognized one of them as the boy who had helped her get through the barrier, and waved. He looked up and blushed, then pointed to the chairs for her to join them. Another taller black-haired boy whispered something to him and James blushed tomato red.
"Hi, I'm Sirius Black, you must be Lily Evans," the taller boy stated more than questioning. "This is Remus Lupin," pointing to the sandy-haired boy, "and this is Peter Pettigrew," pointing to the last and smallest boy. "We all just met, come on and join us," added Sirius.
"Thanks," said Lily, and the five children started talking about their separate lives, and what Hogwarts was going to be like. Lily soon learned that the four boys were very mischievous, especially James and Sirius. When she told them she had never gotten a detention before in her life, both looked at her, surprised and appalled. Lily found this very amusing and started laughing, and started talking about how she had never missed a homework assignment, and various other stories of her good-student status, much to the two boys disgust and interest.
As they reached the end of their journey to the school they all started becoming nervous. The boys, each born from wizard families, told Lily of what their parents had told them about the sorting process. They all had bizarre stories of fighting dragons, taking long exams, casting spells and other frightening ordeals that she was quite glad when the train stopped so that she didn't have to listen to any more deranged ideas.
A booming voice was calling all the first years toward him, telling them to get into boats. Lily looked up to find the source of the voice and saw an enormously tall man who resembled a small giant. Everyone got into groups of four and climbed into the boats, except for Lily and the boys. Because Lily and Peter were both so small, all five of them crammed into one boat and sailed off.
When they reached the other side of the river all the first years were told to line up and get ready for the sorting. Lily watched in amusement as James tried unsuccessfully to make his hair flat, which had a habit of sticking up in odd directions. Lily wondered whether that boy even owned a hair comb, but before she had time to ponder this, the first years were brought out in the Great Hall. She looked around, amazement and wonder dancing in her large, shining emerald eyes. The ceiling was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, looking just like the outside sky. Millions of stars blinked down at her and a few clouds swam slowly through the pretend sky. Lily thought about how lucky she was to be part of this magical world.
She watched as a stern-looking professor walked out and put a frayed old hat on a stool. She slowly began shouting out the names of the first years, each who walked over and put the hat on their head. The hat would then yell out the name of one of the four Houses, and there the student would go. The four Houses were Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. A girl next to her informed Lily that the Houses were named after four famous witches and wizards who had started the school. Lily was pleased to see that her and the four boys she had met were all sorted into Gryffindor. As she sat down at the Gryffindor table she looked around, trying to take it all in. Everything was so new and fantastic. 'This is going to be one interesting year,' she thought as she plunged into the food in front of her, her taste buds dancing from the wonderful sensations of the various foods.
Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own any of this! Its all J.K. Rowling's so don't sue me please.
