Until Death Do Us Part
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot idea is accredited to the original author, J.K.Rowling. Plot angle and revisions idea of Melissa Pomeroy. Character Verissa Station (name borrowed with permission from an aquaintence) property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
chapter Nine: Begining Games
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Welcome to my version of 'life before Harry'. This is the story of James, Lily, and the gang in their seventh year of Hogwarts to the begining of the Harry Potter series as we know it... Please read my rendition of Harry's fifth year, Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel at Hogwarts (complete), and his sixth year, Harry Potter and the Children's Crusades (work in progress).
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"What was that about?"
Lily glanced up from her Magi-Genetics assignment and looked blankly into James' eyes. "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean."
"You were assosiating with a Slytherin. I saw it, the guys saw it, heck! Practically the entire school saw you sneak off with him during dinner! And then Sirius here says he saw you and him whispering in the library. What's going on?" James folded his arms and stared her down. Lily began to feel tiny, but she couldn't let that get in her way.
"I wasn't whispering, James, for your information. And it doesn't matter what is 'going on,' as you put it, because it's my life." Lily gathered her things and headed back to her dormitory, "Goodnight, gentlemen."
Alone in her room, Lily sighed. It was so hard to lie to that boy, especially when he had eyes like he did. What was she thinking, anyway? She was to get a secret and make James suspicious. Was that it? Make him feel how she's felt? But that could take years and Lily didn't know if she could be angry with him for that long. She was already feeling empty inside without him and it had been, how long? Two weeks since the dreadful potion incident?
Lily wanted to get her revenge, and be quick about it. Simple, but sweet. She dropped her books onto her bed and went to open her trunk. Clothes, books, silly string, parchment, spare quills, dungbombs, ink wells. Nothing useful in her current situation. Nothing! Wait- when did she pack dungbombs and silly string? That was mostly the guys' department. Lily picked them out and thought carefully about their different properties. Perhaps she should take a leif from the trusty Marauder notebook? A sly smile touched her lips, quite reminiscent of Severus.
After it had gotten dark and the half moon was well hidden by clouds, Lily made her move. Tip-toeing as quietly as her socked feet would allow, she slipped into the boys' dorm. As she had expected, and hoped, they were out doing- well, whatever it was they did at this time of night.
"Perfect," she whispered to herself. Lily dug through her robe pockets and pulled out a ball of yarn that she had found later in her trunk also. Around and around the room she went, looping the yarn and tying it to various objects until she had made a large web-like entanglement. Lily threw her leftover bit of yarn onto the floor and crawled under the web to the dorm bathroom. Inside the bathroom, she located a small bucket and made her way back into the bedroom.
Lily opened James' trunk carefully, looking for his potion's ingredients. She froze. Inside, right on top of his socks, was a framed picture. The James and Lily on the other side were holding hands and waving happily at her. Their smiles made Lily's heart hurt.
I shouldn't be doing this... I should just apologize- Beneath the picture was a grey journal. James' diary. Lily looked around the room to make sure she was alone before opening it. The page she flipped through had James' neat handwritting tidily scrawled in blue ink:
Halloween, 1976-
Can you believe her? Lily Evans. I'm so angry at her! I had to have that tail she gave me removed by Madame Pomfrey. That apprentice isn't at all as skilled as Madame Baits, therefore, more pain. More than that pain is the pain Lily caused. I know, I know, I keep going on about her, but she is my girlfriend after all. But why didn't she just accept the fact that we have a secret? Was she that jealous? Did she really feel that we were leaving her out or something? It just hurts that she didn't trust me enough to have my own secret...
Lily couldn't read anymore. Her eyes stung and her throat was tight. Is that what James truely thought of her? As a jealous girl who didn't trust her boyfriend? With a quivering chin, she replaced the diary and then the photo. She sat for a moment, starring at the open trunk, without really seeing it, before remembering that she needed liquified camel tongue and canary feathers.
Lily poured the ingredients into the bucket and stirred it with her wand. The only no-heat potion she could remember, engorgement. When it had turned a sour yellow color, she put the bucket off to the side and crawled over to Remus' trunk. Hadn't he said he and his father invented a tripe-firing gun? She found the gun, which looked more like a rocket-launcher, and peered it over. Was it- motion sensored? It was indeed! Lily found the on switch and tested it. She turned it back off and positioned it to aim at the doorway.
She crawled hurridly back to the bucket, slowly tugging it across the floor to the door. In an akward position, Lily closed the door partly and levitated the bucket of engorement potion onto the top of the door. She then tied a few loose strings to the doorknob, causing silly-string to fire when the door was opened. Lily threw her only dungbombs into the room for good measure, and with a last flick of her wand, turned on the tripe-launcher.
Only half satisfied with her work and thouroughly tired, Lily went back to bed.
A horrific, unearthly noise woke Lily a mere half hour later. Analisa screamed and Evenlyn toppled out of her bed, onto the cold stone floor.
"What was that, Lily?"
"I don't know, Evee, it woke me up, too..." Lily sat bolt right in her bed and stared at the dark out-line of their door. "A ghost, you think?"
Lily could see Analisa shake her hed across the room. "Ghosts don't sound like that. Not Moaning Myrtle or even Peeves..."
"Oh lord! It's a werewolf! It'll eat us alive!" Analisa threw her pillow at the shreiking girl.
"Shut up, Evee. Lily- Go see what it is..."
Lily's eyes got big. "Me? Why me?"
"Because you're Head Girl, now go!" Analisa said, shooing Lily with waves of her hand. Lily bit her lip, sliding out from under the covers of her four-poster and gropped for her wand on the night stand.
"Be careful, Lily!" whispered Evelyn.
She swallowed hard and reached for the door knob. BANG! The girls screamed as the door flew open, sending Lily sprawling across the floor in suprise.
"Lily Evans! Explain yourse-" James, covered in silly-string, adorned with oversized bottom lip and ears, and smelling suspisciously like rancid meat, stared down at Lily with his engorged ears reddening.
Lily looked down to realize she had only slept in a spagettii strapped shirt and her underwear. She screamed and tried to cover herself up with her arms.
"James! Get out! Out out!" She screamed, turning a violent shade of red.
"I- I-" James merely stood, transfixed at the sight until Analisa and Evelyn threw themselves at him, flailing their fists, vainly trying to make contact with any of his body parts.
"Ow! Ow! Oi! Hey, stop that now!" James sheilded his face with engorged hands and backed out of the room. "Lily- We're gonna talk later about the little stunt you pulled in my room!" The girls gave a final shove and locked James out of the room. After a moment's silence, the girls rounded on Lily.
"We-ell?"
Lily looked up at Evelyn. "Well, what?"
"What were you doing in his room, pray-tell?" Analisa smirked and sat next to Lily on the floor. "Come on, spill it. We've got time."
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Lillian *Loves* Lennon: Thank you very much. But, if Joanne Kathleen Rowling were to write a fan fiction, I doubt it would be called fan fiction. :)
tta: I'm not really sure how this is going to work... Lily just has to get over it... or vice versa, but that wont happen any time soon. They're both very stubborn. :)
SlyCat Blaze: I am soo happy to hear from you! My internet has been failing, don't know when I'll get to email ya! Part 1 of your plan is way too cliche`, but I might play with the idea a bit. Otakon was a blast! I got lots of stuff.... but one of my friends was hitting on me... Ick! I so don't like him like that! Anyway, I'll try and email you!
Sugar Free *Ichigo* Laura Gum: Is was a Chowder of Secrets, with a Tom Riddle ingredient, cooked in a slow roasting corckpotter. Duh! Very JK-ish, eh? I'm VERY proud!
Please email me! Slytherin_Angel@MostlySunny.com
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot idea is accredited to the original author, J.K.Rowling. Plot angle and revisions idea of Melissa Pomeroy. Character Verissa Station (name borrowed with permission from an aquaintence) property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.
chapter Nine: Begining Games
Welcome to my version of 'life before Harry'. This is the story of James, Lily, and the gang in their seventh year of Hogwarts to the begining of the Harry Potter series as we know it... Please read my rendition of Harry's fifth year, Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel at Hogwarts (complete), and his sixth year, Harry Potter and the Children's Crusades (work in progress).
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Lily glanced up from her Magi-Genetics assignment and looked blankly into James' eyes. "I'm afraid I don't know what you mean."
"You were assosiating with a Slytherin. I saw it, the guys saw it, heck! Practically the entire school saw you sneak off with him during dinner! And then Sirius here says he saw you and him whispering in the library. What's going on?" James folded his arms and stared her down. Lily began to feel tiny, but she couldn't let that get in her way.
"I wasn't whispering, James, for your information. And it doesn't matter what is 'going on,' as you put it, because it's my life." Lily gathered her things and headed back to her dormitory, "Goodnight, gentlemen."
Alone in her room, Lily sighed. It was so hard to lie to that boy, especially when he had eyes like he did. What was she thinking, anyway? She was to get a secret and make James suspicious. Was that it? Make him feel how she's felt? But that could take years and Lily didn't know if she could be angry with him for that long. She was already feeling empty inside without him and it had been, how long? Two weeks since the dreadful potion incident?
Lily wanted to get her revenge, and be quick about it. Simple, but sweet. She dropped her books onto her bed and went to open her trunk. Clothes, books, silly string, parchment, spare quills, dungbombs, ink wells. Nothing useful in her current situation. Nothing! Wait- when did she pack dungbombs and silly string? That was mostly the guys' department. Lily picked them out and thought carefully about their different properties. Perhaps she should take a leif from the trusty Marauder notebook? A sly smile touched her lips, quite reminiscent of Severus.
After it had gotten dark and the half moon was well hidden by clouds, Lily made her move. Tip-toeing as quietly as her socked feet would allow, she slipped into the boys' dorm. As she had expected, and hoped, they were out doing- well, whatever it was they did at this time of night.
"Perfect," she whispered to herself. Lily dug through her robe pockets and pulled out a ball of yarn that she had found later in her trunk also. Around and around the room she went, looping the yarn and tying it to various objects until she had made a large web-like entanglement. Lily threw her leftover bit of yarn onto the floor and crawled under the web to the dorm bathroom. Inside the bathroom, she located a small bucket and made her way back into the bedroom.
Lily opened James' trunk carefully, looking for his potion's ingredients. She froze. Inside, right on top of his socks, was a framed picture. The James and Lily on the other side were holding hands and waving happily at her. Their smiles made Lily's heart hurt.
I shouldn't be doing this... I should just apologize- Beneath the picture was a grey journal. James' diary. Lily looked around the room to make sure she was alone before opening it. The page she flipped through had James' neat handwritting tidily scrawled in blue ink:
Halloween, 1976-
Can you believe her? Lily Evans. I'm so angry at her! I had to have that tail she gave me removed by Madame Pomfrey. That apprentice isn't at all as skilled as Madame Baits, therefore, more pain. More than that pain is the pain Lily caused. I know, I know, I keep going on about her, but she is my girlfriend after all. But why didn't she just accept the fact that we have a secret? Was she that jealous? Did she really feel that we were leaving her out or something? It just hurts that she didn't trust me enough to have my own secret...
Lily couldn't read anymore. Her eyes stung and her throat was tight. Is that what James truely thought of her? As a jealous girl who didn't trust her boyfriend? With a quivering chin, she replaced the diary and then the photo. She sat for a moment, starring at the open trunk, without really seeing it, before remembering that she needed liquified camel tongue and canary feathers.
Lily poured the ingredients into the bucket and stirred it with her wand. The only no-heat potion she could remember, engorgement. When it had turned a sour yellow color, she put the bucket off to the side and crawled over to Remus' trunk. Hadn't he said he and his father invented a tripe-firing gun? She found the gun, which looked more like a rocket-launcher, and peered it over. Was it- motion sensored? It was indeed! Lily found the on switch and tested it. She turned it back off and positioned it to aim at the doorway.
She crawled hurridly back to the bucket, slowly tugging it across the floor to the door. In an akward position, Lily closed the door partly and levitated the bucket of engorement potion onto the top of the door. She then tied a few loose strings to the doorknob, causing silly-string to fire when the door was opened. Lily threw her only dungbombs into the room for good measure, and with a last flick of her wand, turned on the tripe-launcher.
Only half satisfied with her work and thouroughly tired, Lily went back to bed.
A horrific, unearthly noise woke Lily a mere half hour later. Analisa screamed and Evenlyn toppled out of her bed, onto the cold stone floor.
"What was that, Lily?"
"I don't know, Evee, it woke me up, too..." Lily sat bolt right in her bed and stared at the dark out-line of their door. "A ghost, you think?"
Lily could see Analisa shake her hed across the room. "Ghosts don't sound like that. Not Moaning Myrtle or even Peeves..."
"Oh lord! It's a werewolf! It'll eat us alive!" Analisa threw her pillow at the shreiking girl.
"Shut up, Evee. Lily- Go see what it is..."
Lily's eyes got big. "Me? Why me?"
"Because you're Head Girl, now go!" Analisa said, shooing Lily with waves of her hand. Lily bit her lip, sliding out from under the covers of her four-poster and gropped for her wand on the night stand.
"Be careful, Lily!" whispered Evelyn.
She swallowed hard and reached for the door knob. BANG! The girls screamed as the door flew open, sending Lily sprawling across the floor in suprise.
"Lily Evans! Explain yourse-" James, covered in silly-string, adorned with oversized bottom lip and ears, and smelling suspisciously like rancid meat, stared down at Lily with his engorged ears reddening.
Lily looked down to realize she had only slept in a spagettii strapped shirt and her underwear. She screamed and tried to cover herself up with her arms.
"James! Get out! Out out!" She screamed, turning a violent shade of red.
"I- I-" James merely stood, transfixed at the sight until Analisa and Evelyn threw themselves at him, flailing their fists, vainly trying to make contact with any of his body parts.
"Ow! Ow! Oi! Hey, stop that now!" James sheilded his face with engorged hands and backed out of the room. "Lily- We're gonna talk later about the little stunt you pulled in my room!" The girls gave a final shove and locked James out of the room. After a moment's silence, the girls rounded on Lily.
"We-ell?"
Lily looked up at Evelyn. "Well, what?"
"What were you doing in his room, pray-tell?" Analisa smirked and sat next to Lily on the floor. "Come on, spill it. We've got time."
Lillian *Loves* Lennon: Thank you very much. But, if Joanne Kathleen Rowling were to write a fan fiction, I doubt it would be called fan fiction. :)
tta: I'm not really sure how this is going to work... Lily just has to get over it... or vice versa, but that wont happen any time soon. They're both very stubborn. :)
SlyCat Blaze: I am soo happy to hear from you! My internet has been failing, don't know when I'll get to email ya! Part 1 of your plan is way too cliche`, but I might play with the idea a bit. Otakon was a blast! I got lots of stuff.... but one of my friends was hitting on me... Ick! I so don't like him like that! Anyway, I'll try and email you!
Sugar Free *Ichigo* Laura Gum: Is was a Chowder of Secrets, with a Tom Riddle ingredient, cooked in a slow roasting corckpotter. Duh! Very JK-ish, eh? I'm VERY proud!
Please email me! Slytherin_Angel@MostlySunny.com