Lily, the Vampire Slayer
by: archerlupin003 (formerly Moony from ThE-mArAuDeRs)
Disclaimer: I own nada.
Author's Note: Thanks to all the kind and considerate people who reviewed. That's all the inspiration I need to continue this bizarre story of mine. And I really need some help on thinking up some demon names. If you guys can think of some, please e-mail them to me at archerlupin003@yahoo.com. And please state your names if you wanna be thanked. Thanks for listening!!! J J J
CHAPTER 2
"Wow!" Lily let out a low whistle. "Great castle."
Ernie wasn't kidding when he told her that this school was, quote "not only a great educational institute but also set in a very impressive environment" unquote. A large crystal clear lake was set in front of a remote Scottish castle, which was probably built in the 1400's. Stacked hand crafted cement blocks made up the breathtaking and lofty fortress.
A light breeze wafted by, blowing some of Lily's crimson hair into her face. She grunted, and pulled her hair back into a bun, using the rubber band she always kept in her pocket.
Lurch gave another harrumph and shook her head disapprovingly.
"Man, what's your deal?" she muttered, rolling her eyes.
"Miss Evans, would you be as so kind as to refrain from putting your head out of the window?" old Mother Hubbard asked.
"Fine, Whatever," she stuck her head back in but still continued to stare out the window.
"Yes, now when we arrive, you-"
"Hey, what're those boats doin' on the lake?" she interrupted.
"Those boats will take the First year students up to the castle. Now,-"
"Hey, how come I ain't with them?"
Lurch looked integrally pissed off at Lily for cutting her off for the second time but held back the urge to scream Lily's head off.
"You are a Fifth year student, Miss Evans, and I expect that you act like one."
"Ouch!" she muttered, glaring daggers at the old lady.
"Now, as we arrive, you shall enter the Great Hall with the other First year students to be sorted. Though, you shall first be introduced-"
"Excuse me?" she waved her hand frantically in the air. "Could you not do that? Y'know, introduce me? "Cause I'm so not into that."
The lady continued to stare at her, well, glare at her, actually. Like she was waiting for the teenager to explain further.
"It's 'cause I'm a, well, er, an, introvert! Yeah, that's it! I'm an introvert! I'm real shy! See, so you can't introduce me or I'll keel over from shock of being put on the spot and the center of attention."
The old coot gave her a look, which clearly stated 'yeah, right' but then she kept her opinions to herself and nodded, "Yes, I shall ask the Headmaster to refrain from introducing you due to your little 'problem'."
"Thanks a million," she flashed the teacher a sincere million dollar smile and continued to look out the window.
And unknown to her, the strict old lady allowed an amused grin escape her lips.
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"Now, I am Professor McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress and Transfiguration teacher. You will wait out here until I will come and summon you into the Great Hall and there, you shall be sorted," the professor addressed the new students as they stood just outside of the castle.
She passed through huge double doors which promptly closed in behind her and took her aura of respect and attention with her, causing the excited and anxious students to start talking.
Lily just had to laugh at the looks on their faces and the content of their conversation. Right, like they were supposed to either wrestle trolls, stake vampires (snort!) or shoot werewolves.
Hey, even magic schools are afraid of getting sued, maybe. Probably not. Well, they might be scared of refunding the dead students' parents, or something.
Wait, do you need to pay to get in here? Maybe she should ask the Society about her financial status.
"Follow me."
Professor McGonagall's voice jolted her out of her thoughts as she led the First years into the hall. Lily followed them and examined her surroundings.
Lighted candelabras floated around the room, lighting the roof, which featured the sky outside to perfection. And it was a starless night and it brought out the luminous waxing moon, which in about two days, would come to a full.
And, how could anyone miss 'em? There were hundreds of ghosts floating around which gave Lily the heebie-jeebies. Was she allowed to vanquish them or were they good?
They would probably be good ghosts. 'Cause the schoolboard, if there was one, would probably hate it if kids start to get possessed and become suicidal or something, right?
Opposite the great double doors sat an attenuated table where dozens of impressive and stately looking elderly men and women perched.
Four mahogany tables were situated across the supposedly main table. And in the center of the room was a stool on which an aged hat hunkered.
Old Lady McGonagall led Lily and the others towards the front of the main table and had them position themselves near the ratty hat.
Lily stared at it with a skeptical eye and raised an eyebrow.
She looked to the little girl beside her and asked, "What the fuck're we supposed to do?"
The little blonde pig-tailed girl looked at her curiously but answered, "I think we are supposed to put on that hat to be Sorted."
The little girl said all this apprehensively but Lily could see that she was excited about this sorting thing. The kind of excitement that would kinda rub off on anyone and everyone.
"Well, gollee gee, thanks a bunch," she said brightly, trying to act all positive about the sorting thing for the little girl's sake. A little too much brightly 'cause she could see the little girl giving her a weird look.
She shrugged and continued to stare at the hat, bored.
Then, when Lily thought about bustin' out the place 'cause she was so fed up, an audible ripping sound came from the hat and a mouth-like structure could be seen. Then the hat thing started to sing.
Don't be shocked
Don't be scared
But please be cautioned
And please do beware
Now, don't be silly and run and hide
For I shall be the only one to see
If you think one plus one equals two
Or if you say it equals three
I may not judge you
From the nothingness in your brains
But I will know if you ponder over books and life
Or of toy brooms and trains
So give me a try
So that we shall know
Where you should be
And if you are friend or foe
There is Gryffindor
For the strong and brave
Full of courage and inner strength
Who could be knights or knaves
Then there is Hufflepuff
Who are devoted and impartial
Full of diligence and happiness
And would usually be a juror or court Marshall
And Ravenclaw
For the wise and keen
They usually want to be heard
And not seen
And last but not least, Slytherin
Who are cunning and sly
Who can make you believe anything
Like pigs can fly
Give me a try
Because I don't bite
On account of I can place
You in a house which for you is wrong or right
Lily was thoroughly weirded out. And she had thought she had seen all of the uncanny things in the world but the singing hat really takes the cake. It had even beaten the stupid Karaoke demon who could see the future and into your soul.
The hat finished its song and McGonagall unrolled a long piece of parchment paper and started to call out names.
"Adrian, Paul!"
Lily watched as the cute little boy bounced up to the hat and McGonagall placed it on Paul's head.
Lily stared, wide-eyed and in shock as the little boy's head disappeared under the hat. What if it eats your brain, toys with your mind or the like?
'Crud! Getta holda yourself, girl! Man, you are way too paranoid! Quit it!' she mentally scolded herself.
She saw that the little rip of a mouth that the hat had had opened up again and screeched out, "Gryffindor!"
She smiled at the happy little boy who looked fine, if not bursting with excitement, from where she was standing and her muscles eased up. The hat was safe.
After that, she started to lose interest. She blanked out as she tried to think of ways on how to sneak out of the castle.
"Evans, Lily!"
A voice snapped her out of her musings of whether she should sneak out of a window or try sneaking out in a normal way.
"Right, gotta put on that stupid hat," she muttered to herself, a very bad habit of hers where Ernie, who had been fed up of turning around to face her, thinking he had been called, threatened to send her to therapy if she didn't stop.
And she never did, she could if she wanted to but just wanted to see how far Ernie's patience would go before he would be tremendously pissed off. She never did find out how long, he just had too much forbearance in him.
She walked up to the stool, plunked herself down on it and waited for McGonagall to place the hat on her head.
When the old lady finally did it, Lily could hear a voice speak to her.
"Ahh, another one."
"Another what?"
"Student, of course. Now, where to place you? Lots of intelligence, though not enough effort placed into your studies."
"What do I care? I'm supposed to have an incredibly short life span!" she couldn't help but bitch out at the stupid hat.
What right did it have to judge her? It didn't know a thing about her! Didn't know what she was and what she would forever be.
"Oh, now, no need to be angry, my dear. You are cunning and loyal to your Watcher."
"How the hell-"
"And very brave, not considering what you are, Slayer."
"How the hell didja know that?"
"I can read minds, peer into the inner recesses of your soul."
"Hey! That's private! Who gave you the right to-"
"You did. The moment you accepted your enrollment to this school."
"Hey! This ain't my choice!"
"You were forced, coming here is a duty for you. Yes, yes, I do know that. And I know that you isolate yourself from everyone around you. Everyone, including your Watcher. You have never talked to him about the troubles that surround you, have you? You feel that there is a need to separate yourself from others to protect them.
"Yes, your decision does save others from feeling the emotional turmoil of having the weight of the world on their shoulders, but this determination of segregating yourself from persons who would care for you is unhealthy. Unhealthy-"
"Would you just scream somethin' out already?!" Lily interrupted him harshly. "I wanna get outta here fast. 'Cause I came here to dust some vamps, not listen to a pisser of a hat who has nothing better to do but act as a Shrink, and give really bad advice because they think they're some kinda high and mighty superior being just 'cause they're q stupid magickal hat and-"
"Spunk, that is a very admirable trait," the hat chuckled, then screamed, "GRYFFINDOR!!!"
Her head came out from beneath the hat and she looked up to the heavens, mouthing "Thank God!" at the same time fingering the crucifix which she wore on a black cord around her neck.
She walked over to the table who applauded the loudest; the table bearing a gold lion embossed over a scarlet background.
She sat on the seat closest to her and started absentmindedly started fiddling with the steak knife handsomely arranged beside the golden plate on the table in front of her.
"Hello!"
A voice startled her, causing her to instinctively throw the knife in the direction of the voice.
Her mind, which usually acted slower than her instincts, commanded her to turn around and jerk her body a bit backward. Her other hand shot out centimeters in front of the person's face and grabbed the knife just in time. She had an "oops! Stupid clumsy me" expression on her face.
She looked around; hoping nobody was paying attention well enough to view that embarrassing spectacle. No one had, if you didn't count her, the almost victim and the weird coot with the real long white hair and beard with glasses sitting in the old people's table.
Lily was about to apologize to the person she had almost killed when she noticed that the old coot had a half-smile on his lips and his merry blue eyes were just that, merry.
She paid him no heed and said a heartfelt apology to the student she had nearly maimed.
"S'all right!" the person said brightly, a bit too brightly, in fact.
It was Cassiopeia.
"Hi," Lily muttered, unenthusiastically.
"I'm so glad you're in Gryffindor!"
Fake smile. "Me, too!" Fake rabidity.
Bad idea. Cassiopeia seated herself beside Lily and started talking her ear off. Lily nodded politely and placed some 'uh-huhs' and 'yeps' in the right places and continued fiddling with the knife.
The Sorting finally finished and the old man who sat in the middle of the Staff table stood up and made an announcement.
"Welcome to Hogwarts!" his eyes glittered as he surveyed the crowd of students that faced him. "I am Professor Albus Dumbledore and I do hope that you enjoy your year here. And have fun but not to the extent of sacrificing your studies. Now, on to more serious topics. And serious as in S-E-R-I-O-U-S not S-I-R-I-U-S, Mr. Black. Now, the Forbidden Forest is strictly, well, forbidden." Professor Dumbledore grinned sheepishly.
"And the same warning goes to the Whomping Willow. No roaming the castle after hours and no leaving the school grounds unless a Hogsmeade trip is organized. And I deduce that after that speech, you are all very hungry. So I will not keep you from your food."
And with that, the food appeared. Lily didn't eat much and pretended to be interested in all the conversation going around the table.
"So, Lily, are you?"
"What?" she asked, perplexed, 'cause she didn't listen to the first part of the question.
"Are you a pureblood?" Cassie repeated once again then added as if she thought Lily was far too dumb to understand, "You know, where both your parents are wizards."
Cassie had unconsciously struck a nerve.
"Piss off."
"What?"
"Look, don't you have a life to get to?"
"What?" She was appalled at the hostility she received as an answer.
"Nothing. Couldja just shut up for a minute or is that too complex a request for your tiny brain to understand?" she said, voice filled with animosity.
"I was just trying to be nice. Be a good person, so you'll have a friend. You know, friend? As in, F-R-I-E-N-D, a confidant, an ally, someone you can talk to?"
"Don't be a smart ass, it doesn't fit your face. You're too much of a bimbo. But surprise, surprise! She can spell as well as define words!" a fake grin was plastered on her face as she said this but wiped it off and replaced it with her usual scowl as she continued, "Just fuck off. I don't need your friendship or whatever. Go bother someone who actually cares."
Cassiopeia looked definitely taken aback, gathered what was left of her dignity after Lily's brutal diss and half-shrieked, "Fine! See if I care if you become friendless for the rest of your life."
And with that she stood up and stomped away to who knows where.
"Was that supposed to be a threat?" Lily asked no one in particular. "Stupid bimbo cheerleader-type blonde."
The meal finished quickly with Lily receiving a lot of curious stares and a lot of glares. Especially from the guys she met on the train. Eminently from Sirius Black. And all except Remus Lupin who gave her a sympathetic smile as they passed her on the way up to the stairs.
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It was eight o'clock in the evening. Lily was pointlessly waiting for the Common Room to clear out so she could escape through the window. Emphasis on pointlessly. She had been waiting for almost an hour. Did she mention it was pointless? Completely and utterly useless?
Well, that's what it was. She finally gave up hope of getting the Common Room cleared before nine.
She got up, shouldered her weapon-filled duffel bag and left the Common Room. Maybe she could find some other way to escape and do her patrol.
She stopped by the first window she saw and opened it. She poked out her head and saw the precipice below that ended with jagged rocks by the lake. She shook her head. Only some suicidal demented lunatic would jump off this ledge.
She was about to close the window when she heard footsteps headed her way. She cursed under her breath, threw her duffel out the window, made the sign of the cross, stuck out her foot and followed.
She landed a few inches next to the serrated screening on her hands and knees. She grabbed her bag and trekked around the castle, looking for a way to get to town.
A few minutes later, she stood just out of the Forbidden Forest. She groaned as she finally realized that she didn't know where the hell Hogsmeade was located.
Then she was struck with another perception. The train station was labeled as a station for Hogsmeade. She smiled, pulled her jacket closer to her body and walked towards the train station. She saw a few people milling about next to it.
She was about to ask one of them as to where the local cemetery was when she noticed that they were vamps.
She groaned but still walked up to one male vamp. She put on an innocent and somewhat lost look in her eyes and tapped it on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, can you tell me where I can find an inn or something like that. I'm new in town."
The vamp turned and a predatory grin immediately appeared on his face as he studied her.
"Well, I can spare a room."
"Oh?" Angelic and confused smile. "You own an inn?"
"Yes, I do. Walk with me?"
"Thank you. I'm really scared out here." Slight tinge of fear in voice. "I was supposed to meet my aunt but she fell ill and now, I'm all alone."
"Isn't that sad?"
She reached into her bag, spun around, grabbed the vamp by the collar and pushed him up to the wall. "Y'know what's sad?" She aimed a couple of punches to his gut and continued her tirade, "How you vamps never learn." She head butted him and drew back the stake and added, "Da Slayer's back in business."
She grinned and dusted the vampire.
She turned and returned to the platform. Ready to stake the rest of the vampires.
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Author's note: So, whatcha guys think? Is it okay? Did I make Lily seem too mean to Cassie? And did that poem suck, or what?(Sorry, I was about to post this when I noticed that the Sorting Hat didn't sing nuthin', so I did the best I could on the last minute.) Feedback would be helpful.