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A/N Please bear with me, and if you have time… I'll love it if you review!
~*Chapter 6- The Train Station*~ "Mom, where are my dress shoes? You know, the black, strappy ones? I thought I'd packed them already!" Lily shouted downstairs frantically in a mad rush to get out the door in time.
"Calm down! You don't have to be at King's Cross for four hours yet, and it will only take 45 minutes to get down there," George Evans, Lily's father, comforted.
"What if there's traffic?"
"Honey, don't worry. There is no way that the trip to the station will last more than an hour, none. Here, your mother found your shoes," George replied as he handed his daughter the shoes.
"You're right. I- I guess I'm just anxious to get to school already," Lily continued as she walked downstairs calmly, "I don't know what's wrong with me!"
"Something wrong with my little Lily? Rubbish," entered Uncle Phil.
Lily gave Philip a small, uncertain smile, still afraid to open herself up to more pain.
"I know what's wrong with her," sneered Petunia.
"Oh, really now Petunia. Do stop insulting your sister. Have you lost even more weight? You're looking awfully twiggy. Try and eat," Phil retorted in his blatantly honest manner.
Lily at first bit her lip to keep herself from laughing and showing any sign of forgiveness. However, she couldn't help herself and began giggling. Uncle Philip beamed to be back in Lily's graces. A faint "hmph" was issued from Petunia before she stormed off to her room. Everyone else walked into the kitchen for a breakfast of orange juice, toast, bacon, and some strawberry preserves.
After Lily had all her belongings in order, her parents carried her trunk out to their car. Lily then said her good-bye's to her uncle and sister.
"Have a good year, Lily," Uncle Phil wished as he patted her on the back.
"I will, thanks."
As soon as their uncle was out of earshot, Petunia said, "Yes, dear, have a good year with you fellow freaks." She was now fully recovered from the shock of their most recent argument.
"Oh, don't worry a bit! Don't even think about worrying your precious little heart. I'll enjoy myself just fine," Lily smiled sweetly as she grabbed her tawny owl Roger's cage, and headed out the door, rolling her eyes.
~*At King's Cross*~
The Evans family (well, part of it) blended in with all of the other people at the train station, most of whom were either boarding and exiting trains or accompanying passengers. When the three reached the brick wall entrance to Platform 9 ¾ Lily said good-bye to her parents and the three of them embraced. Just then, Lucius Malfoy passed by and shook his head in disgust as he saw the hug.
"Just like you Mudbloods to cling to your Muggle mommies," he commented.
Lily at first looked hurt but then turned and ignored the blonde, arrogant pureblood.
"Who was that jerk?" asked George.
"Oh, just some pompous Slytherin. The rest of the school just has to put up with their lot," the young witch replied.
Lucius was still listening, however, and continued to interrupt, "The rest of the school has to put up with us? I'm afraid you're confused, my naïve little "witch". It is the Slytherin house that must endure the hardship of putting up with you and the rest of the filth this school admits."
"How dare you call my daughter filth!? I've never seen such audacity in such a young man. My Lily is one of the brightest students attending this school and she has as much a right to be here as you do, if not more," said an angry Hyacinth.
"Oh, how sweet Lily. Your muggle mum is standing up for you."
"For your information, I don't need anyone to stand up for me, especially where scum like you is concerned. And secondly, my mother isn't a muggle, she's a witch, so shut your silver spoon fed mouth and get through the bloody pile of bricks before we miss our train," Lily replied, tired of having to deal with such a pathetic excuse for a wizard.
"Oh no, I musn't go ahead of you. Ladies first," Lucius smirked.
Lily sighed heavily and said a last good-bye to her parents before crossing over to her train's platform. Lucius followed so closely behind that he stepped on her heel once he had entered their station.
"Forgive me, I must not have seen you, or maybe I was simply living out my fantasy that your lot would stop coming here."
Lily was ready to say something quite mean, but the time of the train's departure was fast-approaching so she just took in a deep breath, lifted up her chin, and boarded the train where she knew she belonged.
A/N Please bear with me, and if you have time… I'll love it if you review!
~*Chapter 6- The Train Station*~ "Mom, where are my dress shoes? You know, the black, strappy ones? I thought I'd packed them already!" Lily shouted downstairs frantically in a mad rush to get out the door in time.
"Calm down! You don't have to be at King's Cross for four hours yet, and it will only take 45 minutes to get down there," George Evans, Lily's father, comforted.
"What if there's traffic?"
"Honey, don't worry. There is no way that the trip to the station will last more than an hour, none. Here, your mother found your shoes," George replied as he handed his daughter the shoes.
"You're right. I- I guess I'm just anxious to get to school already," Lily continued as she walked downstairs calmly, "I don't know what's wrong with me!"
"Something wrong with my little Lily? Rubbish," entered Uncle Phil.
Lily gave Philip a small, uncertain smile, still afraid to open herself up to more pain.
"I know what's wrong with her," sneered Petunia.
"Oh, really now Petunia. Do stop insulting your sister. Have you lost even more weight? You're looking awfully twiggy. Try and eat," Phil retorted in his blatantly honest manner.
Lily at first bit her lip to keep herself from laughing and showing any sign of forgiveness. However, she couldn't help herself and began giggling. Uncle Philip beamed to be back in Lily's graces. A faint "hmph" was issued from Petunia before she stormed off to her room. Everyone else walked into the kitchen for a breakfast of orange juice, toast, bacon, and some strawberry preserves.
After Lily had all her belongings in order, her parents carried her trunk out to their car. Lily then said her good-bye's to her uncle and sister.
"Have a good year, Lily," Uncle Phil wished as he patted her on the back.
"I will, thanks."
As soon as their uncle was out of earshot, Petunia said, "Yes, dear, have a good year with you fellow freaks." She was now fully recovered from the shock of their most recent argument.
"Oh, don't worry a bit! Don't even think about worrying your precious little heart. I'll enjoy myself just fine," Lily smiled sweetly as she grabbed her tawny owl Roger's cage, and headed out the door, rolling her eyes.
~*At King's Cross*~
The Evans family (well, part of it) blended in with all of the other people at the train station, most of whom were either boarding and exiting trains or accompanying passengers. When the three reached the brick wall entrance to Platform 9 ¾ Lily said good-bye to her parents and the three of them embraced. Just then, Lucius Malfoy passed by and shook his head in disgust as he saw the hug.
"Just like you Mudbloods to cling to your Muggle mommies," he commented.
Lily at first looked hurt but then turned and ignored the blonde, arrogant pureblood.
"Who was that jerk?" asked George.
"Oh, just some pompous Slytherin. The rest of the school just has to put up with their lot," the young witch replied.
Lucius was still listening, however, and continued to interrupt, "The rest of the school has to put up with us? I'm afraid you're confused, my naïve little "witch". It is the Slytherin house that must endure the hardship of putting up with you and the rest of the filth this school admits."
"How dare you call my daughter filth!? I've never seen such audacity in such a young man. My Lily is one of the brightest students attending this school and she has as much a right to be here as you do, if not more," said an angry Hyacinth.
"Oh, how sweet Lily. Your muggle mum is standing up for you."
"For your information, I don't need anyone to stand up for me, especially where scum like you is concerned. And secondly, my mother isn't a muggle, she's a witch, so shut your silver spoon fed mouth and get through the bloody pile of bricks before we miss our train," Lily replied, tired of having to deal with such a pathetic excuse for a wizard.
"Oh no, I musn't go ahead of you. Ladies first," Lucius smirked.
Lily sighed heavily and said a last good-bye to her parents before crossing over to her train's platform. Lucius followed so closely behind that he stepped on her heel once he had entered their station.
"Forgive me, I must not have seen you, or maybe I was simply living out my fantasy that your lot would stop coming here."
Lily was ready to say something quite mean, but the time of the train's departure was fast-approaching so she just took in a deep breath, lifted up her chin, and boarded the train where she knew she belonged.