Lily, the Vampire Slayer
by: archerlupin003 (formerly Moony from ThE-mArAuDeRs)
A/N: I don't know what happened to the other account, it just disappeared.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for the characters I made up.
Prologue
"Ernie!" Lily Evans shrieked at the top of her lungs. "Get your British be-hind down here!"
Ernie, whose real name was actually Joseph Erwin, peered down at the fiery redhead from his perch on the second floor of the Salem School of Witchcraft and Wizardry library. "Yes, Lillian?" he asked, setting down the thick and ancient volume he was scanning on the polished railing.
"What the hell is this?" she demanded angrily, holding out a piece of fax paper in one hand and waving it around wildly.
Forty-five year old Ernie stared at the piece of paper in interest and began climbing down the stairs and appeared in front of the pissed fifteen-year old. He took it from her and analyzed it. "It's from the Watcher's Society in Britain."
"Duh," she rolled her eyes. "I know how to read."
"They're re-assigning you to a little town called Hogsmeade in Scotland," he continued, used to her nasty comments by now.
"And?" she prompted, wanting him to continue reading the letter, wanting him to experience the same shock that she had.
"Without me."
"Right," she drawled. "Like they can do that," her tone of voice was mean and disbelieving but her eyes were pleading. Begging for the letter to be wrong.
This did not go unnoticed by her Watcher.
"I'm sorry, Lillian, there is nothing I can do. They control everything. They decide everything. I don't want to leave you, but there's nothing I can do," his voice cracking as he told her this.
"Look Ernie," she said, her eyes glazing over. "You're the only family I have left. The only one who accepts me. Accepts me for who I am. For what I am. And I'm not leaving you! They can't run my life for me. And I won't let them."
"Lily, they are our superiors. They know what is best for the world. And your job is to save them. You have to follow them. It is your responsibility," Ernie tried to persuade her, though he, too, did not want her to leave. He had formed a tight father-daughter bond with the intelligent young girl standing in front of her.
"So just because I got my destiny mapped out for me means I can't make any decisions for myself," she said sourly as she plopped down on one of the library chairs and propping her feet on top of the table.
"This is for the best, Lillian. I know how you hate being bossed around, especially by –"
"Those stuck-up, arrogant, pointy faced bunch of old Harvard-something or the other graduates," she cut in.
"Yes, I know of your low opinions of the Society, but you need to be where the evil entities are at work. And where seems to be Hogsmeade, Scotland."
"But where am I gonna live, eat, bathe, ask questions about the baddies and go to school. I remember you once told me that education is the basis of a good future or something as equally insightful as that."
"It states that you will be lodging at Hogwarts, a boarding school, like this one, for witches and wizards. And the Society will send you off with books like these," he waved his hand over the library.
"But-I-can't-read-Latin. Or any other language that isn't English," she pointed out triumphantly. "So they gotta send you with me!"
"They will send a Watcher every weekend to meet you. You can ask him all you want to know."
"Crud! They thought of everything! They think they're so smart," she muttered to herself, then tilted her head up to Ernie and stated, "So, what'll happen if I get kicked out for missing one class too many, dozing off during discussions and sneaking outta school?"
"You will have to try your best to not be caught. You can be as silent as you want to. It is one of your abilities."
"So I won't have nobody to cover up for me no more?"
"You need to be independent."
"Fine!" she huffed. "Look, if you don't want me, then I'll be happy to leave."
"Lily," Ernie said in an exasperated tone. "You are the best fighter that I have seen and I was sent here to train and prepare you and to follow orders from them. If they think that you can handle this assignment, then you can. And it is something to be very proud of. They trust you to handle this on your own."
"But do you think I can handle this on my own?" she tested him, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, I do," he passed her test. "But I do think that you need to brush up on your Latin."
She gave him her most stubborn look and tried to stare him down. Maybe force him to change the Society's minds about the situation. She knew that one Watcher couldn't change the entire Society's minds. And she knew that they were as inflexible as she. Past dealings with them proved that fact. But still, a tiny spark of hope presented itself and she wished that her Watcher would defy the Society once again, just for her. But she hoped wrong.
He stared her straight in the eye and said, "If it will make you feel better I can stay with you until the first of September, the day your term starts."
"Fine," she huffed. "When we leavin'?"
"Tomorrow."
"I'll go pack," she said unenthusiastically as she plopped her feet down onto the floor, got up and left the library.
She walked down the halls of the Salem School. It was unusually bare, due to the fact that it was the middle of August and she had less than fourteen days until her new assignment would start and less than twelve days to spend with her Watcher. She promised herself that she'd make the best of those twelve days.
And Lily Evans, the Vampire Slayer, walked up to the stairs leading to her dorm to end her old life and start a new one. A new beginning. A clean slate.