Disclaimer:
What I do not own- the characters basically, except Dessa and Keladryna, although the name 'Keladryna' is derived from Tamora Pierce's Keladry books. I also do not own anything that has to do with Harry Potter, such as Hogwarts and Hogsmeade. I do, however, own the plot. Luv, Cassie
Chapter 3:
"What do you think about this robe?" asked Kel, imitating a French accent while trying on a hot pink, iridescent robe that released fairies from the navel at the press of a button.
Lily and Dessa burst out laughing. The girls were spending the day in Hogsmeade, shopping for new robes to wear for the upcoming spring dance, and just hanging out with each other, living their lives.
After about two hours in Madam Malkin's Hogsmeade shop, the girls finally exited, to an unmistaken sigh of relief from the assistant that had been taking care of them all afternoon.
"Let's go to the Three Broomsticks," Lily said suddenly, "I've got to tell you guys something."
Fifteen minutes later, the girls were seated one of the black iron, circular tables that adorned the small, brick patio behind the café. All were clutching mugs of butterbeer in their hands.
"So, Lils, what did you want to tell us?" Dessa asked.
"Okay. It's like this. Remember a few years ago when I started having all of the dreams about the car crash? And later, my parents died in a car crash? Well, now I'm having nightmares again. And I'm afraid that what I'm dreaming of is true," Lily finished awkwardly.
"Gee," Kel began, "I don't know what to say."
"Do you think you can tell us about the dream?" Dessa asked.
And so Lily told her friends, a small voice in the back of her mind reminding her of Dumbledore's words- that she should try and forget about the dream and live her life
(A/N- you see, Dumbledore had seen into the future and knew that Lily and James would be killed). But most of Lily was relieved that she was finally getting rid of some of this burden- now she wouldn't have to carry it all by herself.
Later that night, after a fun Saturday evening in the Gryffindor common room, Lily lay awake behind the scarlet curtains of her four-poster. She hadn't taken one of those blasted muggle pills that evening, and yet Lily was still bothered by the dream, and could not fall asleep.
She began to replay the dream, front to back, inside and right-side out. Soon, she found herself drifting into sleep- and into another vision.
(A/N- I was going to stop it here but I decided I wouldn't. I would be really mad if somebody left me hanging like this and then didn't upload again for another month. Then again, nobody probably would be too annoyed, because this is a horrible story and if I don't get more than ten reviews after two weeks with this new chapter I'm taking it off fanfiction and writing a new L/J. All right, back to the story!)
This time, Lily was flying through the air on the back of a black- robed figure. The pair zoomed over the British countryside, visible only through the illuminated wand of Lily's carrier. Lily knew she was approaching Godric's Hollow, a town a few minutes away from the Evans' former estate. (A/N-I wasn't really sure if Godric's Hollow was a town, complex, or house- but it's a town in MY STORY so don't get mad.)She wondered what was happening.
"Excuse me, but could you tell me why we are flying together?" she yelled against the force of the wind to the person on who's back Lily was sitting.
No answer.
"Hello? Can you hear me?" Lily proceeded to yell.
Still no answer.
Lily decided to take a hold of the person's middle and lean around to look them in the face. What she saw made her very glad that she had secured her arms- she would have fallen to her death if she had not. She screamed, the sound piercing the night air, but the black-robed figure just stared ahead maliciously and paid her no heed.
Lily had seen a pale, gaunt face with red glinting eyes, and dangerously slit-like nostrils. The thing had no lips, yet bared its teeth in a chilling grin.
Then the pair began to circle down like vultures over a small cottage on Lakeview Road. They landed on the neatly trimmed lawn, and Lily fell onto the dewy grass as her carrier stood up quickly. She got up and followed him toward the dwelling, as silently as a mouse.
She heard the "thing" whisper a spell and realized that it was the charm that unlocked secret doors. The thing opened the door silently, and it creaked on its' hinges ever so slightly. Lily could hear a faint singing coming from inside, and a squall from a baby. She stopped in her tracks abruptly. That was her singing- her favorite lullaby, and that was her soft singing voice, too.
The thing had hidden in the shadows of the entrance hallway to keep from being seen by a tall, good-looking man who had just appeared out of a doorway.
"Lily, honey," he said, "I felt a draft. Did you open the door? You know Dumbledore told us not to so we could go on hiding. Plus Harry might catch a cold."
The real Lily gasped. This was James Potter talking to her future self- and there was a thing lurking in the shadows…pulling out its wand.
(A/N- I know this cliffhanger's worse than the other one but I really feel like continuing this story now that I've written this chapter. And even if no one appreciates it and flames me every time they get online- I'M STILL WRITING IT! I also have to think the killing scene over in my mind, so look for the next chapter in the next month or so. (You guys do realize that the thing is Voldemort, right?) OK- review please!!! OUTLINE FOR NEXT FEW CHAPTERS- Now that Lily has found out mostly about her future she will be reluctant to succumb to James' affections toward her- but there is no way to prevent the future from happening. And there will be affections- don't you worry. Luv, Cassie )
What I do not own- the characters basically, except Dessa and Keladryna, although the name 'Keladryna' is derived from Tamora Pierce's Keladry books. I also do not own anything that has to do with Harry Potter, such as Hogwarts and Hogsmeade. I do, however, own the plot. Luv, Cassie
Chapter 3:
"What do you think about this robe?" asked Kel, imitating a French accent while trying on a hot pink, iridescent robe that released fairies from the navel at the press of a button.
Lily and Dessa burst out laughing. The girls were spending the day in Hogsmeade, shopping for new robes to wear for the upcoming spring dance, and just hanging out with each other, living their lives.
After about two hours in Madam Malkin's Hogsmeade shop, the girls finally exited, to an unmistaken sigh of relief from the assistant that had been taking care of them all afternoon.
"Let's go to the Three Broomsticks," Lily said suddenly, "I've got to tell you guys something."
Fifteen minutes later, the girls were seated one of the black iron, circular tables that adorned the small, brick patio behind the café. All were clutching mugs of butterbeer in their hands.
"So, Lils, what did you want to tell us?" Dessa asked.
"Okay. It's like this. Remember a few years ago when I started having all of the dreams about the car crash? And later, my parents died in a car crash? Well, now I'm having nightmares again. And I'm afraid that what I'm dreaming of is true," Lily finished awkwardly.
"Gee," Kel began, "I don't know what to say."
"Do you think you can tell us about the dream?" Dessa asked.
And so Lily told her friends, a small voice in the back of her mind reminding her of Dumbledore's words- that she should try and forget about the dream and live her life
(A/N- you see, Dumbledore had seen into the future and knew that Lily and James would be killed). But most of Lily was relieved that she was finally getting rid of some of this burden- now she wouldn't have to carry it all by herself.
Later that night, after a fun Saturday evening in the Gryffindor common room, Lily lay awake behind the scarlet curtains of her four-poster. She hadn't taken one of those blasted muggle pills that evening, and yet Lily was still bothered by the dream, and could not fall asleep.
She began to replay the dream, front to back, inside and right-side out. Soon, she found herself drifting into sleep- and into another vision.
(A/N- I was going to stop it here but I decided I wouldn't. I would be really mad if somebody left me hanging like this and then didn't upload again for another month. Then again, nobody probably would be too annoyed, because this is a horrible story and if I don't get more than ten reviews after two weeks with this new chapter I'm taking it off fanfiction and writing a new L/J. All right, back to the story!)
This time, Lily was flying through the air on the back of a black- robed figure. The pair zoomed over the British countryside, visible only through the illuminated wand of Lily's carrier. Lily knew she was approaching Godric's Hollow, a town a few minutes away from the Evans' former estate. (A/N-I wasn't really sure if Godric's Hollow was a town, complex, or house- but it's a town in MY STORY so don't get mad.)She wondered what was happening.
"Excuse me, but could you tell me why we are flying together?" she yelled against the force of the wind to the person on who's back Lily was sitting.
No answer.
"Hello? Can you hear me?" Lily proceeded to yell.
Still no answer.
Lily decided to take a hold of the person's middle and lean around to look them in the face. What she saw made her very glad that she had secured her arms- she would have fallen to her death if she had not. She screamed, the sound piercing the night air, but the black-robed figure just stared ahead maliciously and paid her no heed.
Lily had seen a pale, gaunt face with red glinting eyes, and dangerously slit-like nostrils. The thing had no lips, yet bared its teeth in a chilling grin.
Then the pair began to circle down like vultures over a small cottage on Lakeview Road. They landed on the neatly trimmed lawn, and Lily fell onto the dewy grass as her carrier stood up quickly. She got up and followed him toward the dwelling, as silently as a mouse.
She heard the "thing" whisper a spell and realized that it was the charm that unlocked secret doors. The thing opened the door silently, and it creaked on its' hinges ever so slightly. Lily could hear a faint singing coming from inside, and a squall from a baby. She stopped in her tracks abruptly. That was her singing- her favorite lullaby, and that was her soft singing voice, too.
The thing had hidden in the shadows of the entrance hallway to keep from being seen by a tall, good-looking man who had just appeared out of a doorway.
"Lily, honey," he said, "I felt a draft. Did you open the door? You know Dumbledore told us not to so we could go on hiding. Plus Harry might catch a cold."
The real Lily gasped. This was James Potter talking to her future self- and there was a thing lurking in the shadows…pulling out its wand.
(A/N- I know this cliffhanger's worse than the other one but I really feel like continuing this story now that I've written this chapter. And even if no one appreciates it and flames me every time they get online- I'M STILL WRITING IT! I also have to think the killing scene over in my mind, so look for the next chapter in the next month or so. (You guys do realize that the thing is Voldemort, right?) OK- review please!!! OUTLINE FOR NEXT FEW CHAPTERS- Now that Lily has found out mostly about her future she will be reluctant to succumb to James' affections toward her- but there is no way to prevent the future from happening. And there will be affections- don't you worry. Luv, Cassie )