Sorry that took so long to update.first the parents dragged me to
Washington D.C. for Christmas (Jewish families-we had to watch our movies
and eat our Chinese food somewhere!) and five more days after that, and
then there was the whole thing with New Years Eve.got a little out of hand
at the Perlowin's but after kicking my friends out at 2 AM, my parents got
over it. and then I had to finish my damn homework! Junior Year sucks!!
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CHAPTER TWO The Hogwarts Express was pulling up into the Hogsmeade Station, with its passengers in various states of finishing to change. The contents of the Evans' compartment were in disarray; the sisters frantically pulling on random parts of their uniforms. Sophia was already finished, standing up near the doorway, clicking her tongue at her sisters.
"Girls, I knew we shouldn't have let those boys spend so much time with us. Now we're going to be late!" She tapped her foot against the polished wooden floor of the train.
Lily looked up her older sister, and sighed with sarcastic exasperation while fumbling with her gold and red tie, trying to get it to tie correctly. "And that would never do, Sophie, would it, do be late on our first day of being Head Girl!" She broke out into a wide smile, as did Becca and Madeline. Sophia just looked down sternly. "Oh, you know I was kidding!" Lily exclaimed, playfully punching her sister in the arm. Sophia's good nature won over her; none of the sisters could stay mad at each other for long. A smile quickly spread over her face.
The car stopped with a jolt; Becca and Madeline went up to Sophia standing by the door, both had finished dressing. Lily pulled her robes on, buttoning them up and went to join them. Claire was still staring out the window at the darkening sky around them. She hadn't said anything to any of her sisters since the warning she gave to Lily almost half an hour before. Her thin 13-year old body was still curled up, her straight hair hanging down her back. She seemed deep in thought, with her right hand clasped around her left wrist in her lap.
Becca cleared her throat. As the sister closest to Claire in age, she was the sister Claire confided in the most. But everyone knew that she didn't tell Becca everything; no one person knew everything that went on in mysterious, introverted Claire's mind. "Earth to Claire, its time to go," she called. "Come on Claire Bear, get up, we have to get off the train!" When there was no discernable answer, Becca went up to her and lightly tapped her shoulder. Claire's huge chestnut eyes quickly turned to face her older sister.
"What?" she inquired. She shook her head as if she were coming out of a daze.
"Merlin's beard, Claire, its time to get off the train and get on to school!" Sophia cried.
Claire quickly stood up, picking up her journal and arranging the folds on her robes. "We're there already?" she asked. The glare she got from her oldest sister answered in the affirmative without any words needed. She rushed over to her sisters, opened the door, and the five of them walked off the train together, arm in arm walking off the platform and getting into a buggy together.
--- The Sorting Feast took place without event. The sisters sat at the Gryffindor table together, laughing with their fellow students and eating, acting normally, as if Claire's strange daze had not happened.
After dinner, Lily and Sophia broke away from the rest of their sisters to go to one of the small side chambers off the Great Hall for the beginning of the year Prefects' meeting. When they got to the small, fire-lit room, they were greeted all around by warm and friendly "hellos".
Sophia went off and sat by the fire in one of the large, overstuffed comfy chairs and began talking with Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of the school. Both of them were sitting, with an empty chair waiting for the Head Boy, Robert Clarkestaff, of Hufflepuff.
Lily stood by herself, not really talking to anyone in particular, just letting the scene around her wash over her. Each of the four houses at Hogwarts had two Prefects from fifth, sixth, and seventh years, a boy and a girl from each year. Gazing around the room, she noted the other Gryffindor Prefects- Emma Smith (a girl with straight, shoulder-length dirty blonde hair, light hazel eyes, chubby cheeks, and a perpetual smile) and Gregory Cooper (a forgetful, Muggle-born boy with shaggy brown hair who was always trying to fit in) of Fifth Year, Nicola Kent (a tall, slim girl with masses of dark brown curls who could easily pass as any Muggle model) and Sean Tain (a studious and serious blonde boy who got along quite well with Sophia) of Seventh Year.
**But that's only five Gryffindors, including myself,** she thought. **And I'm the only Sixth Year. I wonder who the other boy is-**
"Hey there, didn't expect to see you here!" someone called to her, interrupting her thoughts. Lily turned around, and to her surprise, the other Gryffindor Prefect was - "Yeah, bet you didn't think James Potter would be the other Prefect!"
Lily turned around to face him. " You- but, you- wait, no, you can't," she stammered. "Isn't there some kind of, what would you call it, uh, conflict of interest between you being a Prefect and you being you, having the friends you do?"
James just smiled. "I knew at least someone would think of that. I'll just need you to, uh, do more of the 'law enforcement' around here," he joked. Lily smiled. **I don't know what Claire was talking about, this year going to be bad and all.this is shaping up to be a blast.** she thought with a smile as the group sat down with Dumbledore to begin their meeting. --- The first few weeks of school went by as any other year- classes started, and as soon as homework began rolling in, the mood definitely got more serious. Quidditch started, and Lily went every match to watch James and the Gryffindor team start an undefeated season. Sophia was happy as a clam, with rules to follow and uphold, and keep others to.
One night, at the beginning of October, the Evans sisters sat in the Gryffindor Common Room, finishing up the last of their homework. They had five red velvet chairs in a semi-circle in front of the fire and were chatting. Lily was working on a particularly hard Transfiguration essay. She stopped for a moment to collect her thoughts and peered down at Claire, who was sitting next to her, to see what she was doing.
"Ahh, I hate Divination. No point, and Professor Trelawney isn't exactly one of my favorite people." she commented. Claire looked up at her sister and smiled weakly. Lily, in turn, looked down at her sister's analysis of her tealeaves. "Crooked cross.a club.and the Grim? Claire, are you the student this year that she said is going to die?"
Claire just looked up at her sister and shrugged. "She didn't look at my cup; I saw the Grim all my own."
Lily smiled and chuckled to herself. "Learning early, I'm proud.when you make it up, the more gruesome, the better."
But Claire just smiled back at her blankly. In all seriousness, she replied, "But I did see it."
CHAPTER TWO The Hogwarts Express was pulling up into the Hogsmeade Station, with its passengers in various states of finishing to change. The contents of the Evans' compartment were in disarray; the sisters frantically pulling on random parts of their uniforms. Sophia was already finished, standing up near the doorway, clicking her tongue at her sisters.
"Girls, I knew we shouldn't have let those boys spend so much time with us. Now we're going to be late!" She tapped her foot against the polished wooden floor of the train.
Lily looked up her older sister, and sighed with sarcastic exasperation while fumbling with her gold and red tie, trying to get it to tie correctly. "And that would never do, Sophie, would it, do be late on our first day of being Head Girl!" She broke out into a wide smile, as did Becca and Madeline. Sophia just looked down sternly. "Oh, you know I was kidding!" Lily exclaimed, playfully punching her sister in the arm. Sophia's good nature won over her; none of the sisters could stay mad at each other for long. A smile quickly spread over her face.
The car stopped with a jolt; Becca and Madeline went up to Sophia standing by the door, both had finished dressing. Lily pulled her robes on, buttoning them up and went to join them. Claire was still staring out the window at the darkening sky around them. She hadn't said anything to any of her sisters since the warning she gave to Lily almost half an hour before. Her thin 13-year old body was still curled up, her straight hair hanging down her back. She seemed deep in thought, with her right hand clasped around her left wrist in her lap.
Becca cleared her throat. As the sister closest to Claire in age, she was the sister Claire confided in the most. But everyone knew that she didn't tell Becca everything; no one person knew everything that went on in mysterious, introverted Claire's mind. "Earth to Claire, its time to go," she called. "Come on Claire Bear, get up, we have to get off the train!" When there was no discernable answer, Becca went up to her and lightly tapped her shoulder. Claire's huge chestnut eyes quickly turned to face her older sister.
"What?" she inquired. She shook her head as if she were coming out of a daze.
"Merlin's beard, Claire, its time to get off the train and get on to school!" Sophia cried.
Claire quickly stood up, picking up her journal and arranging the folds on her robes. "We're there already?" she asked. The glare she got from her oldest sister answered in the affirmative without any words needed. She rushed over to her sisters, opened the door, and the five of them walked off the train together, arm in arm walking off the platform and getting into a buggy together.
--- The Sorting Feast took place without event. The sisters sat at the Gryffindor table together, laughing with their fellow students and eating, acting normally, as if Claire's strange daze had not happened.
After dinner, Lily and Sophia broke away from the rest of their sisters to go to one of the small side chambers off the Great Hall for the beginning of the year Prefects' meeting. When they got to the small, fire-lit room, they were greeted all around by warm and friendly "hellos".
Sophia went off and sat by the fire in one of the large, overstuffed comfy chairs and began talking with Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of the school. Both of them were sitting, with an empty chair waiting for the Head Boy, Robert Clarkestaff, of Hufflepuff.
Lily stood by herself, not really talking to anyone in particular, just letting the scene around her wash over her. Each of the four houses at Hogwarts had two Prefects from fifth, sixth, and seventh years, a boy and a girl from each year. Gazing around the room, she noted the other Gryffindor Prefects- Emma Smith (a girl with straight, shoulder-length dirty blonde hair, light hazel eyes, chubby cheeks, and a perpetual smile) and Gregory Cooper (a forgetful, Muggle-born boy with shaggy brown hair who was always trying to fit in) of Fifth Year, Nicola Kent (a tall, slim girl with masses of dark brown curls who could easily pass as any Muggle model) and Sean Tain (a studious and serious blonde boy who got along quite well with Sophia) of Seventh Year.
**But that's only five Gryffindors, including myself,** she thought. **And I'm the only Sixth Year. I wonder who the other boy is-**
"Hey there, didn't expect to see you here!" someone called to her, interrupting her thoughts. Lily turned around, and to her surprise, the other Gryffindor Prefect was - "Yeah, bet you didn't think James Potter would be the other Prefect!"
Lily turned around to face him. " You- but, you- wait, no, you can't," she stammered. "Isn't there some kind of, what would you call it, uh, conflict of interest between you being a Prefect and you being you, having the friends you do?"
James just smiled. "I knew at least someone would think of that. I'll just need you to, uh, do more of the 'law enforcement' around here," he joked. Lily smiled. **I don't know what Claire was talking about, this year going to be bad and all.this is shaping up to be a blast.** she thought with a smile as the group sat down with Dumbledore to begin their meeting. --- The first few weeks of school went by as any other year- classes started, and as soon as homework began rolling in, the mood definitely got more serious. Quidditch started, and Lily went every match to watch James and the Gryffindor team start an undefeated season. Sophia was happy as a clam, with rules to follow and uphold, and keep others to.
One night, at the beginning of October, the Evans sisters sat in the Gryffindor Common Room, finishing up the last of their homework. They had five red velvet chairs in a semi-circle in front of the fire and were chatting. Lily was working on a particularly hard Transfiguration essay. She stopped for a moment to collect her thoughts and peered down at Claire, who was sitting next to her, to see what she was doing.
"Ahh, I hate Divination. No point, and Professor Trelawney isn't exactly one of my favorite people." she commented. Claire looked up at her sister and smiled weakly. Lily, in turn, looked down at her sister's analysis of her tealeaves. "Crooked cross.a club.and the Grim? Claire, are you the student this year that she said is going to die?"
Claire just looked up at her sister and shrugged. "She didn't look at my cup; I saw the Grim all my own."
Lily smiled and chuckled to herself. "Learning early, I'm proud.when you make it up, the more gruesome, the better."
But Claire just smiled back at her blankly. In all seriousness, she replied, "But I did see it."