Disclaimer:
The brilliant J.K. Rowling has invented her brilliant characters- which I am using!! However, the plot is mine, imported fresh from the depths of my brain- enjoy!
Title:
"Clover"
Author:
Cassandra Bartoli
Summary:
Lily and James are a couple, after many transformations and changes. Soon, Lily begins having hallucinations and dreams about clovers and flashes of bright green light. The clover will come to represent the three parts of the Potter family- Lily is the left leaf, James the right, and Harry is the top leaf, still faint because he doesn't exist yet. Harry's leaf is also white, which represents his task to save the world. (We'll go into the Harry stuff later, in a sequel, if this one is popular) The clover also represents the Potter family's Irish heritage.
Chapter One:
Lily Evans slammed her books down on her desk angrily.
"God, Professor Mulligan really gets on my nerves sometimes!" she said, to no one in particular, grinding her top row of teeth against her bottom row.
Her friend, Keladryna Pullham, smiled sympathetically and said,
"Professor Newt was on my back today too. Whenever winter exams are right around the corner, the professors never give us a moment of spare time."
"Which makes us want to fail their class," chimed in Dessa Emmanuel, Lily's other friend, making the Gryffindor girls laugh.
Lily flopped down on her scarlet four-poster lazily.
"Well, it's the weekend. Do you guys feel like going into Hogsmeade tomorrow?"
she asked.
From somewhere below the sixth year Gryffindor girls' dormitory came a loud bang, then some wild laughter and a faint smell of smoke.
"Sirius and James," the girls all smiled, and ran down the spiral, metal stairs to see what had happened.
Gregory Buttkiss, the dorkiest kid in Gryffindor, was stuck in one of the poufy red armchairs that adorned the Gryffindor common room.
Apparently, James Potter and Sirius Black had placed a Filibuster's Firework carefully in the seat of the armchair, and it had gone off when Gregory sat on it. Now, poor Gregory was stuck in a hole of fabric and springs- and was too fat to get out.
James and Sirius were still laughing hysterically, now joined by some of the younger Gryffindors.
Dessa was having trouble hiding her smiles, and Kel suppressed a snort. They didn't want to laugh too obviously, because they knew Lily didn't like seeing other people made fun of. But Lily was feeling strange.
"Ah, what the hell," Lily mumbled, and grinned, chocolate eyes sparkling in the candlelight that lit the Gryffindor common room.
She walked over to Gregory and offered a hand to help him out. He took it, and she pulled him out of the chair.
"Thanks, Lily," he flirtily smiled, and sidled off to his dorm room, pulling his huge pants up off his butt.
Dessa burst into laughter.
"Lily- you know, I reckon he was trying to hit on you!" she gasped. Kel snorted.
"Shut up and stop snorting," Lily grumbled, but she grinned anyway, and repaired the chair with a flick of her wand.
Later that night, Lily lay awake, breathing softly and looking out the window at the stars twinkling above the lake.
It had been true, what Dessa said, that Gregory was trying to hit on her, or at least he liked her. No other boy liked Lily in the whole of Hogwarts- no other that was the same age or older than her, anyhow. That was pretty pathetic. A tear trickled down Lily's cheek slowly. Maybe she ought to lose some weight, and maybe she ought to start using more make-up. Should she get contacts? Probably, if she wanted to get a guy to like her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~a month later*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lily walked off the Hogwarts Express, lugging her suitcase behind her. Her newly cut hair slapped her face as the wind blew her into a tall boy.
"Shit!" she exclaimed, "Sorry."
"Hey, a new girl! Do you need me to help you with-" the boy said.
"James, it's Lily, and no thanks, I don't need help with my suitcase. I'm fine," Lily said, smiling to herself that he hadn't recognized her.
Over break, Lily had worked out every day. She had lost 15 pounds, gotten contact lenses, had a haircut, and had gone on a big shopping spree with her mother
Now, Lily was wearing a snug fitting black robe, and some carefully done brown eye-makeup. (OK, that's all the cliché stuff I'm doing. ( )
James' eyes popped open.
"Wow, Lily, you look great!" he said appreciatively.
"Thanks," Lily grinned, and walked off, with difficulty because of the wind, to the castle.
Later, when Lily was unpacking her trunk, Dessa and Keladryna burst into the room.
"Lil! We heard you'd got back from James and-" they began.
"And what?" Lily asked.
"Oh my God, Lil, you're beautiful," Dessa whispered, while Kel pretended to faint on the floor. Kel's almond colored lips smiled, and her coffee-tinted frame jumped up to hug Lily hello.
Lily giggled.
"Thanks you guys," she said quietly, "I really appreciate that."
Dessa let out a shout,
"Wooo-hooo! Those boys will be hitting on you now!"
The three girls burst out in laughter, and collapsed on the floor, still hugging each other, and laughing.
The next morning, Saturday, Lily sat alone at the Gryffindor table, blowing on her oatmeal to cool it. She had woken up early because of a strange dream, and decided that it would have been too spooky to go back to sleep.
In her dream, Lily had been walking with James, arm in arm, laughing about something and cuddling up closer and closer. Then the scene had switched abruptly to a wedding- her wedding, with James Potter. Again, the picture had vanished, to be replaced with a hospital scene. In it, Lily had been lying on a white bed, holding a baby boy and smiling down at his bright green eyes. And then, the scene had changed for the last time.
This scene Lily could not think of a logical reason for. She was looking from above at the ruins of a small cottage. The remaining walls were smoking, and singed with the black of fire. Over the whole scene hovered a large, green clover, with two leaves. The third leaf, at the top, was just a shimmering white light. And then, Lily had heard a high pitched cackle and a scream that sounded faint, as if coming from the mysterious depths of the past.
At that moment, Lily had woken up.
(A/N: well? What do you think? I didn't want to make it too cliché, but it's kinda hard, you know? You read so many of the same stories, and you think, wow, that's logical reasoning, and so you use it. (hey, at least I realized that I'm being cliché) anyway, please click that little button and tell me what you thought of my story. Luv, cassie)
The brilliant J.K. Rowling has invented her brilliant characters- which I am using!! However, the plot is mine, imported fresh from the depths of my brain- enjoy!
Title:
"Clover"
Author:
Cassandra Bartoli
Summary:
Lily and James are a couple, after many transformations and changes. Soon, Lily begins having hallucinations and dreams about clovers and flashes of bright green light. The clover will come to represent the three parts of the Potter family- Lily is the left leaf, James the right, and Harry is the top leaf, still faint because he doesn't exist yet. Harry's leaf is also white, which represents his task to save the world. (We'll go into the Harry stuff later, in a sequel, if this one is popular) The clover also represents the Potter family's Irish heritage.
Chapter One:
Lily Evans slammed her books down on her desk angrily.
"God, Professor Mulligan really gets on my nerves sometimes!" she said, to no one in particular, grinding her top row of teeth against her bottom row.
Her friend, Keladryna Pullham, smiled sympathetically and said,
"Professor Newt was on my back today too. Whenever winter exams are right around the corner, the professors never give us a moment of spare time."
"Which makes us want to fail their class," chimed in Dessa Emmanuel, Lily's other friend, making the Gryffindor girls laugh.
Lily flopped down on her scarlet four-poster lazily.
"Well, it's the weekend. Do you guys feel like going into Hogsmeade tomorrow?"
she asked.
From somewhere below the sixth year Gryffindor girls' dormitory came a loud bang, then some wild laughter and a faint smell of smoke.
"Sirius and James," the girls all smiled, and ran down the spiral, metal stairs to see what had happened.
Gregory Buttkiss, the dorkiest kid in Gryffindor, was stuck in one of the poufy red armchairs that adorned the Gryffindor common room.
Apparently, James Potter and Sirius Black had placed a Filibuster's Firework carefully in the seat of the armchair, and it had gone off when Gregory sat on it. Now, poor Gregory was stuck in a hole of fabric and springs- and was too fat to get out.
James and Sirius were still laughing hysterically, now joined by some of the younger Gryffindors.
Dessa was having trouble hiding her smiles, and Kel suppressed a snort. They didn't want to laugh too obviously, because they knew Lily didn't like seeing other people made fun of. But Lily was feeling strange.
"Ah, what the hell," Lily mumbled, and grinned, chocolate eyes sparkling in the candlelight that lit the Gryffindor common room.
She walked over to Gregory and offered a hand to help him out. He took it, and she pulled him out of the chair.
"Thanks, Lily," he flirtily smiled, and sidled off to his dorm room, pulling his huge pants up off his butt.
Dessa burst into laughter.
"Lily- you know, I reckon he was trying to hit on you!" she gasped. Kel snorted.
"Shut up and stop snorting," Lily grumbled, but she grinned anyway, and repaired the chair with a flick of her wand.
Later that night, Lily lay awake, breathing softly and looking out the window at the stars twinkling above the lake.
It had been true, what Dessa said, that Gregory was trying to hit on her, or at least he liked her. No other boy liked Lily in the whole of Hogwarts- no other that was the same age or older than her, anyhow. That was pretty pathetic. A tear trickled down Lily's cheek slowly. Maybe she ought to lose some weight, and maybe she ought to start using more make-up. Should she get contacts? Probably, if she wanted to get a guy to like her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~a month later*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lily walked off the Hogwarts Express, lugging her suitcase behind her. Her newly cut hair slapped her face as the wind blew her into a tall boy.
"Shit!" she exclaimed, "Sorry."
"Hey, a new girl! Do you need me to help you with-" the boy said.
"James, it's Lily, and no thanks, I don't need help with my suitcase. I'm fine," Lily said, smiling to herself that he hadn't recognized her.
Over break, Lily had worked out every day. She had lost 15 pounds, gotten contact lenses, had a haircut, and had gone on a big shopping spree with her mother
Now, Lily was wearing a snug fitting black robe, and some carefully done brown eye-makeup. (OK, that's all the cliché stuff I'm doing. ( )
James' eyes popped open.
"Wow, Lily, you look great!" he said appreciatively.
"Thanks," Lily grinned, and walked off, with difficulty because of the wind, to the castle.
Later, when Lily was unpacking her trunk, Dessa and Keladryna burst into the room.
"Lil! We heard you'd got back from James and-" they began.
"And what?" Lily asked.
"Oh my God, Lil, you're beautiful," Dessa whispered, while Kel pretended to faint on the floor. Kel's almond colored lips smiled, and her coffee-tinted frame jumped up to hug Lily hello.
Lily giggled.
"Thanks you guys," she said quietly, "I really appreciate that."
Dessa let out a shout,
"Wooo-hooo! Those boys will be hitting on you now!"
The three girls burst out in laughter, and collapsed on the floor, still hugging each other, and laughing.
The next morning, Saturday, Lily sat alone at the Gryffindor table, blowing on her oatmeal to cool it. She had woken up early because of a strange dream, and decided that it would have been too spooky to go back to sleep.
In her dream, Lily had been walking with James, arm in arm, laughing about something and cuddling up closer and closer. Then the scene had switched abruptly to a wedding- her wedding, with James Potter. Again, the picture had vanished, to be replaced with a hospital scene. In it, Lily had been lying on a white bed, holding a baby boy and smiling down at his bright green eyes. And then, the scene had changed for the last time.
This scene Lily could not think of a logical reason for. She was looking from above at the ruins of a small cottage. The remaining walls were smoking, and singed with the black of fire. Over the whole scene hovered a large, green clover, with two leaves. The third leaf, at the top, was just a shimmering white light. And then, Lily had heard a high pitched cackle and a scream that sounded faint, as if coming from the mysterious depths of the past.
At that moment, Lily had woken up.
(A/N: well? What do you think? I didn't want to make it too cliché, but it's kinda hard, you know? You read so many of the same stories, and you think, wow, that's logical reasoning, and so you use it. (hey, at least I realized that I'm being cliché) anyway, please click that little button and tell me what you thought of my story. Luv, cassie)