Title: Of High School, Werewolves and Deadly Nightshade.
Disclaimer: Yeah yeah, sure sure.
Alternate Universe-y things: Lily's new to the school, Peter's evil pretty much from the
beginning. Also, Palantiri that is, plural of Palantir is from the Lord of the Rings
universe. I think they're cool!
Setting: Same day as last chapter, around the same time; midday. Last week of the month
of November, Fifth Year to the Marauders.
Chapter 2: Lillian Angelica Evans
In which we learn of Lily and Severus and the Ball.
The headmaster had earlier in the day announced that, for undisclosed reasons (all the
headmasters at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were slightly nuts to say the
least), some sort of masked ball was to be held for the Fourth, Fifth and Sixth Year
students in two weeks' time, just before school was closed for the holidays. Almost every
girl in Hufflepuff House was dying of excitement.
Lily sighed as she packed away her books for the year. She was in the midst of a
telephone call to her sister. Well, it may have been a telephone call had Lily used a
telephone.
In fact, Lily was fortunate enough to possess such a creative mind that she could perceive
and do things that other students would never consider.
In this case, her ingenuity had given her an alternative to Magical communication with
her family. That is, by owl; which took absolutely too much time as poor Jasmine (the
owl, so named because her parents had a certain partiality to naming things after flowers)
had to fly the distance from Scotland to Surrey, astral projection; which gave her sister
the willies or by Palantiri, seeing stones which were big and heavy, and too inconvenient
to use as they left both users with splitting headaches after a conversation that did not go
away for hours on end.
The alternative in question was relatively simple. Relatively. What Lily had done was
bewitch the nearest available phone lines to receive magical frequencies. Since the
Wizarding world was nowhere near communication by means of transmission, she was
not worried that she would get caught, punished, expelled or similar.
"Well, Marae," she was saying, making sure her receiver (her wand) was able to pick up
everything, "I just don understand why everyone is getting so excited over such a silly
thing. Including you, traitor!"
"Me? How can you say that? I support you a hundred percent all the way!" her sister,
Petunia Marae cried, feigning shock and hurt.
"Oh please. Great prat." Came the rather amused reply. "Anyway, I just don't see what
all the fuss is about. I mean, a masked ball is a masked ball. So what? Who cares
bollocks?"
Petunia sounded scandalized. "My sweet, innocent sister! Do you not realize that this
won't be some stupid dance in the gym like they're doing over here, bloody morons."
She ranted, although she did not really sound too displeased by the silly little dance.
"Your senior prom is not a silly little dance! It is supposed to be one of the best and most
magical nights of your lives! No pun intended," she added as an afterthought.
"Well perhaps. But still, a masked Christmas ball is something that only ever happens
once in your lifetime. Believe me. Besides, you know you already have a willing escort,"
Petunia said slyly.
"An accomplice! Severus only agrees with me and we have already decided to spend the
evening on a Picnic by the lake, not with a great dirty bunch of teenagers trying to get
into one another's pants."
"That bastard! I ought to let him have a piece of my mind, if he thinks he's getting aw-"
Lily heard a sharp 'Psst!' and tore herself away from her sister.
She decided to investigate. "Marae, sweetheart I think I gotta go. Send my love to Mam
alright?" she said before muttering 'Finite Incantatum'.
Brandishing her wand before her, Lily began to search her dormitory.Finally she was
greeted, or rather shocked, by a bouquet of pink roses sticking in through the window.
"Severus!" she exclaimed happily. Severus Snape was hovering on his broomstick
outside one of the windows in her dormitory.
"Hello," he said cheerfully.
She took the flowers. "They're lovely."
"Yeah?" he fished out his wand from somewhere in his robes. "Hold on, you don't like
pink. Anerius moleculaterre!" he said, whishing his wand.
Despite Lily's protests, the charmed flowers began to shimmer blue, then green, then
lilac and so on.
"What are you doing here?" asked Lily, offering him one hand while magically casting
her roses into a water filled vase.
He took it and climbed into the window.
"Well," he began. "I was at practice, flying around those confounded hoops, then I
thought to myself, 'I wonder what Lily's doing?' " he paused to bring in his broomstick.
"So I told that ponce Malfoy to take over, since I was buggering off. I got the Maewer
flowers from Hagrid's private stash."
"Now Severus," Lily said sharply, folding her arms. "You cannot simply shirk your
responsibilities to gallivant around in your rival House's dormitories!"
"Oh, Lily, you're far too uptight. It's the most wonderful time of the year! O.W.L's are
over! We should be grateful for some time alone. I mean, you will be Head Prefect soon,
far too busy for the likes of me."
He stared at her with the most wide-eyed, pleading expression he could muster, and it
was so funny that Lily had to give in. together, they finished Lily's work and grabbed
their broomsticks for a little joyride.
Somewhere along the way, Severus brought up the subject of the Christmasked Ball. Lily
was shocked.
"What? I thought we agreed we weren't going to do that!"
"Please, Lily?" he puppy-eyed her again, but it did not work. "I really want you to meet
some of my friends!" he insisted. "I mean if I have to listen to bloody Cynthia McKinnon
warble on about designer dress robes, Merlin bless her, then I deserve a little vengeance!"
At length, Lillian acquiesced.
A/n: HEY!! Review!!!! I promise it will get better, you have to trust me! In Chapter
Three: Girls, Girls, Girls..(its better than it sounds believe me) we find out who the new
character is and the plot really really begins. Okay? Please Review!