****Lily is a bit of a lonely first year, she doesn't know many people,
especially anyone popular, like James potter. She meets a bit of a weird
future slytherin, then one of James friends, when she is in a bit of a
sticky situation in the girls loos. Alison helps her out, and introduces
her to her friends, but when James and Lily fall out big time, how will the
rest of the group react? James and Lily are forced to resolve it
themselves, or they will suddenly be friendless. But is there a scheme
going on in this resolution?
Every witch has her silver lining
****Hello! It's Glumfrog here! This is a story about Lily and James and stuff, will prob. be fluffy l8r on. Please r+r, or I will b sad! Okay, so you prob. don't care, urrrrrrm.......... think of it this way, it will b improving ur reviewing skills (or prob. flaming skills, hehe), okay? No, but really, plz r+r. I worked really hard on this first chappie! u just hve 2 click the button!
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Chapter 1 Most Definitely Unwanted Circumstances
"Who're you?"
"My name's Lily Evans, if that's what you mean."
"Oh. Yeah."
"So who're you?"
"Kari Darrel. Are you muggle-born?"
Lily thought that Kari, or whatever her name was, was being rather blunt, even if she didn't know what a muggle-born was.
"What's a muggle-born?"
"Yeah you're muggle-born."
"What's a muggle-born?" Lily repeated, rather put out.
"Non-magic people. Not pureblood or anything. Do you know James Potter? He's a pureblood."
Lily didn't have the courage too ask the Kari what a pureblood was, after all, she didn't want her to think that she was an idiot, and she was the only company that Lily possessed right at that moment.
Lily also didn't know James Potter, and she didn't see how this would help her understand what 'pure blood' meant in the least bit, even if she did know who he was, but she didn't dare tell Kari so. She did, however, venture to ask inquisitively,
"Who's James Potter?"
Kari rolled her eyes, "Just someone popular, not anyone you would know." Lily felt confronted, but stayed silent. She hoped Kari understood that she was angry, but she evidently didn't:
"What's that?"
Lily almost rolled her eyes in annoyance. "A saxophone, why?"
"Just wondering. What does it do?"
"What d'you mean, 'what does it do'?" Lily said, almost sneering. Then she realised how rude it must've sounded. The girl looked really taken aback. "- no offence." she added hastily.
"None taken." The girl said in a monotone. She seemed quite cold now, whereas before she had just seemed blunt. "So what does it do anyway?"
"The saxophone? You play it. It makes a nice sound."
"Will you play it for me?"
"What, here? Now?"
"Yeah."
"Are we allowed?"
Kari shrugged. "Dunno. But play it anyway and if someone has a go at you, just say you're first year, and you didn't know."
"'Kay." This seemed like a reasonably foolproof plan to Lily. Then a thought struck her, "Wait a minute, how did you know I was first year?" She frowned.
Kari shrugged again "Well, no offence to you, but you're not exactly the tallest person in the world," Lily blushed, "- and you didn't know what a muggle was, so I just assumed..." She eyed Lily up for a moment, then said, "Play it then." Gesturing to the black bulky trunk Lily hand on her lap. Lily supposed she was just going to have to get used to the girl's brusqueness. She wondered if all wizard folk were like that.
"Yeah, okay."
Lily opened up the case of the saxophone, and slowly pieced it together. She was slightly bent over it, so Kari couldn't see, but when she turned around, with it looped around her neck, she heard, or thought she heard Kari suppress a gasp. She felt sort of triumphant, but she didn't know why.
Even though she was trying desperately, Kari just couldn't hide the impressed look spread across her face. She blushed a bit.
"Go on then."
Lily didn't need to be told twice. She was quite proud of her ability to play the saxophone nicely, and she had just finished learning a wonderful jazz piece.
"Wait, can I borrow your jumper a sec?"
"My jumper? Sure"
Kari took her jumper off and handed it to Lily, Then watched in amazement as Lily proceeded to stuff the jumper down the end of the saxophone.
"It's to muffle the sound, so I don't bring people running in from every other compartment on the train, wondering what the awful noise is." Lily said, explanatorily, without looking up from her work but grinning. Kari remained silent. "There" She said. Half the jumper was hanging out of the end, and the other stuffed, with great expertise, into the mouth. It looked incredibly strange to Kari, but, as Lily seemed quite proud of it, she decided not to question her.
Taking a deep breath, Lily began to play.
I may not be a *pure blood* but I *can* play the saxophone, and no lineage discrimination is going to stop me. Lily thought, rather spitefully. She frowned slightly. Why was she suddenly being so rude? But mentally insulting Kari gave her a strange sort of satisfaction. Showing off her gift, if her only gift, to Kari, and to watch the amazement spread slowly over her smug, pale features was oddly pleasurable.
If Lily had known what Slytherin was, and what sorting was, she would have known that Kari would be sorted into Slytherin. But since she didn't, she didn't.
As Lily finished up her piece, she smiled through the mouth piece. She loosed the instrument from around her neck, and raised her eyebrow as if to say She put her saxophone safely back in it's case, and handed Kari back the jumper that was rather regretfully given, once it's usage was realised. Kari ruffled out her jumper pointedly, and said,
"A nice sound indeed."
Lily felt rather flattered, despite all her mental cursing of the pale girl. "So, do you play anything? Or," She added after some careful, quick, thought "Sing?" Surely Kari would know what singing was. Lily suddenly realised what a big mistake she had just made. Lily couldn't sing to save her life, and if the girl didn't know what singing was - because you never knew what these wizarding people knew, or, Lily didn't - she had just subjected her self to a whole session of it! To her relief, Kari nodded.
"I sing."
"Sing some then."
"Some what?"
Lily almost sighed in frustration, but stopped herself just in time. "Sing a song, silly!" She said, attempting to keep conversation light.
"No."
Much in the same way that Lily had done when she was about to play, Kari took a deep breath. But she didn't start to sing. It was Lily's turn to be taken aback. She had been expecting a modest agreement, as Lily had so openly played for Kari, and then a rather childish, high, eleven-year-olds voice, but instead, came out a strong firm,
"No, I wont." She didn't raise her voice, quite to the contrary, she stayed calm and sedate.
"Why?" Lily asked, curiously.
"Because I don't want to." Kari replied politely, unsmiling.
"Oh, Okay." Lily hadn't expected Kari to be so hostile about it, and appeared to shrug Lily's pointed disappointment off like water off a duck's back. Lily felt rather affronted, but decided not to push the matter, as it was obviously a touchy one.
There was an awkward silence, where Lily was trying to work out what to say next.
"You do play well, you know."
"Thank you." Abrupt and uncalled for praise was quite unexpected, after Kari's sudden refusal to sing.
"Shall we go and find some more first years?" Lily asked tentatively, after a minute's pause.
"Okay."
They walked along each carriage, in silence. For Lily, an awkward silence, and she spent half the time thinking of what might be a lead into a good conversation. (Bait which Kari chose to ignore.) For Kari it was a comfortable silence, one for which she yearned for whenever her ditzy friend began to talk. For the sake of something to say, and because she felt a little travel sick, Lily called out to Kari, who was about half a carriage in front of her,
"I'm just going to the loo."
The people occupying the compartment snickered, and one of them said,
"Speak a bit louder, darling, I don't think they heard you down in the Slytherin common room." making no effort to hide the fact that he was making fun of her. He looked about sixteen, as did his friends, who all laughed as he said this.
Lily did not know what the Slytherin common room was, nor did she care too much, but she assumed that she'd find out. She walked into the toilet as fast as she could, and tripped over her shoelaces as she did so, causing the group of sixteen-year-olds to laugh even harder. She thought she heard Kari following after her. But, so blind was she with embarrassment, that she didn't see Kari look away, turn her head and walk on into the next carriage, as Lily forced her way into the girls' lavatory.
The only person in there was a small, Italian looking girl, who gazed up at her as she came in, and gave her a very odd look, but said not a word. She appeared to be applying makeup very lavishly.
Only when Lily got into a cubical did she realise the fundamental mistake that she had made: she hadn't addressed her statement to anyone in particular, so she appeared to have been announcing it to the whole compartment.
She buried her head in her robes, and wished that she had never even set foot on this train.
Suddenly, she realised that she had a red stain on her hand. She leant closer, and saw that it was wet! Her heart started to beat faster in her chest, and she wondered what on earth was going on. It smelt of something familiar... BLOOD!
Lifting her robes above her knees, so that her legs were in full view, she saw that her shoes were soaked in it too. It took her a second to realise what was going on, and another to suppress a scream. Rubbing the sweaty palm that wasn't covered in blood on her robes, she forced her dry throat to swallow, and her numb mind to think. How could she have been so careless? It's not exactly the easiest thing in the world to cut a gash in your knee the size of Antarctica and not notice when your leaning in it.
"Kari? She called out croakily, "Kari?"
She warily slid the lock open, and stood so only her head was visible around the door, and peered around for Kari. She wasn't there. Lily was somewhat shocked, but assured herself that Kari was just waiting outside for her, and didn't want to enter the grubby train toilets. But she didn't want the Italian-looking-girl to flash her anymore sideways glances, so she locked the door again and sat down on the loo, in complete and utter mortification, wondering what the hell she was going to do.
****Hiya, Glumfrog speaking, again! did you enjoy? Did u h8? TELL ME!!!!!! plz! flamers will b used 2 warm my feet whilst I write chappie 2, and their words will improve my sort-of-crappie story! Whatever u do, do not go away with out reviewing!!! Oh, and, just incase ur wondering, at the end of every chappie, I am going to have some sort of ridiculously weird comment, mayb, if ur lucky, a little song, and i'm so happy that I just wrote my first chappie, that u get a little song!!!! Here u go:
I am a chicken, u r a chicken, we're all chickens, so let's sing hallelujah!
Hehe, hope it brightened ur day.
****Glumfrog. Bibi!
Every witch has her silver lining
****Hello! It's Glumfrog here! This is a story about Lily and James and stuff, will prob. be fluffy l8r on. Please r+r, or I will b sad! Okay, so you prob. don't care, urrrrrrm.......... think of it this way, it will b improving ur reviewing skills (or prob. flaming skills, hehe), okay? No, but really, plz r+r. I worked really hard on this first chappie! u just hve 2 click the button!
Here we go.......****
Chapter 1 Most Definitely Unwanted Circumstances
"Who're you?"
"My name's Lily Evans, if that's what you mean."
"Oh. Yeah."
"So who're you?"
"Kari Darrel. Are you muggle-born?"
Lily thought that Kari, or whatever her name was, was being rather blunt, even if she didn't know what a muggle-born was.
"What's a muggle-born?"
"Yeah you're muggle-born."
"What's a muggle-born?" Lily repeated, rather put out.
"Non-magic people. Not pureblood or anything. Do you know James Potter? He's a pureblood."
Lily didn't have the courage too ask the Kari what a pureblood was, after all, she didn't want her to think that she was an idiot, and she was the only company that Lily possessed right at that moment.
Lily also didn't know James Potter, and she didn't see how this would help her understand what 'pure blood' meant in the least bit, even if she did know who he was, but she didn't dare tell Kari so. She did, however, venture to ask inquisitively,
"Who's James Potter?"
Kari rolled her eyes, "Just someone popular, not anyone you would know." Lily felt confronted, but stayed silent. She hoped Kari understood that she was angry, but she evidently didn't:
"What's that?"
Lily almost rolled her eyes in annoyance. "A saxophone, why?"
"Just wondering. What does it do?"
"What d'you mean, 'what does it do'?" Lily said, almost sneering. Then she realised how rude it must've sounded. The girl looked really taken aback. "- no offence." she added hastily.
"None taken." The girl said in a monotone. She seemed quite cold now, whereas before she had just seemed blunt. "So what does it do anyway?"
"The saxophone? You play it. It makes a nice sound."
"Will you play it for me?"
"What, here? Now?"
"Yeah."
"Are we allowed?"
Kari shrugged. "Dunno. But play it anyway and if someone has a go at you, just say you're first year, and you didn't know."
"'Kay." This seemed like a reasonably foolproof plan to Lily. Then a thought struck her, "Wait a minute, how did you know I was first year?" She frowned.
Kari shrugged again "Well, no offence to you, but you're not exactly the tallest person in the world," Lily blushed, "- and you didn't know what a muggle was, so I just assumed..." She eyed Lily up for a moment, then said, "Play it then." Gesturing to the black bulky trunk Lily hand on her lap. Lily supposed she was just going to have to get used to the girl's brusqueness. She wondered if all wizard folk were like that.
"Yeah, okay."
Lily opened up the case of the saxophone, and slowly pieced it together. She was slightly bent over it, so Kari couldn't see, but when she turned around, with it looped around her neck, she heard, or thought she heard Kari suppress a gasp. She felt sort of triumphant, but she didn't know why.
Even though she was trying desperately, Kari just couldn't hide the impressed look spread across her face. She blushed a bit.
"Go on then."
Lily didn't need to be told twice. She was quite proud of her ability to play the saxophone nicely, and she had just finished learning a wonderful jazz piece.
"Wait, can I borrow your jumper a sec?"
"My jumper? Sure"
Kari took her jumper off and handed it to Lily, Then watched in amazement as Lily proceeded to stuff the jumper down the end of the saxophone.
"It's to muffle the sound, so I don't bring people running in from every other compartment on the train, wondering what the awful noise is." Lily said, explanatorily, without looking up from her work but grinning. Kari remained silent. "There" She said. Half the jumper was hanging out of the end, and the other stuffed, with great expertise, into the mouth. It looked incredibly strange to Kari, but, as Lily seemed quite proud of it, she decided not to question her.
Taking a deep breath, Lily began to play.
I may not be a *pure blood* but I *can* play the saxophone, and no lineage discrimination is going to stop me. Lily thought, rather spitefully. She frowned slightly. Why was she suddenly being so rude? But mentally insulting Kari gave her a strange sort of satisfaction. Showing off her gift, if her only gift, to Kari, and to watch the amazement spread slowly over her smug, pale features was oddly pleasurable.
If Lily had known what Slytherin was, and what sorting was, she would have known that Kari would be sorted into Slytherin. But since she didn't, she didn't.
As Lily finished up her piece, she smiled through the mouth piece. She loosed the instrument from around her neck, and raised her eyebrow as if to say She put her saxophone safely back in it's case, and handed Kari back the jumper that was rather regretfully given, once it's usage was realised. Kari ruffled out her jumper pointedly, and said,
"A nice sound indeed."
Lily felt rather flattered, despite all her mental cursing of the pale girl. "So, do you play anything? Or," She added after some careful, quick, thought "Sing?" Surely Kari would know what singing was. Lily suddenly realised what a big mistake she had just made. Lily couldn't sing to save her life, and if the girl didn't know what singing was - because you never knew what these wizarding people knew, or, Lily didn't - she had just subjected her self to a whole session of it! To her relief, Kari nodded.
"I sing."
"Sing some then."
"Some what?"
Lily almost sighed in frustration, but stopped herself just in time. "Sing a song, silly!" She said, attempting to keep conversation light.
"No."
Much in the same way that Lily had done when she was about to play, Kari took a deep breath. But she didn't start to sing. It was Lily's turn to be taken aback. She had been expecting a modest agreement, as Lily had so openly played for Kari, and then a rather childish, high, eleven-year-olds voice, but instead, came out a strong firm,
"No, I wont." She didn't raise her voice, quite to the contrary, she stayed calm and sedate.
"Why?" Lily asked, curiously.
"Because I don't want to." Kari replied politely, unsmiling.
"Oh, Okay." Lily hadn't expected Kari to be so hostile about it, and appeared to shrug Lily's pointed disappointment off like water off a duck's back. Lily felt rather affronted, but decided not to push the matter, as it was obviously a touchy one.
There was an awkward silence, where Lily was trying to work out what to say next.
"You do play well, you know."
"Thank you." Abrupt and uncalled for praise was quite unexpected, after Kari's sudden refusal to sing.
"Shall we go and find some more first years?" Lily asked tentatively, after a minute's pause.
"Okay."
They walked along each carriage, in silence. For Lily, an awkward silence, and she spent half the time thinking of what might be a lead into a good conversation. (Bait which Kari chose to ignore.) For Kari it was a comfortable silence, one for which she yearned for whenever her ditzy friend began to talk. For the sake of something to say, and because she felt a little travel sick, Lily called out to Kari, who was about half a carriage in front of her,
"I'm just going to the loo."
The people occupying the compartment snickered, and one of them said,
"Speak a bit louder, darling, I don't think they heard you down in the Slytherin common room." making no effort to hide the fact that he was making fun of her. He looked about sixteen, as did his friends, who all laughed as he said this.
Lily did not know what the Slytherin common room was, nor did she care too much, but she assumed that she'd find out. She walked into the toilet as fast as she could, and tripped over her shoelaces as she did so, causing the group of sixteen-year-olds to laugh even harder. She thought she heard Kari following after her. But, so blind was she with embarrassment, that she didn't see Kari look away, turn her head and walk on into the next carriage, as Lily forced her way into the girls' lavatory.
The only person in there was a small, Italian looking girl, who gazed up at her as she came in, and gave her a very odd look, but said not a word. She appeared to be applying makeup very lavishly.
Only when Lily got into a cubical did she realise the fundamental mistake that she had made: she hadn't addressed her statement to anyone in particular, so she appeared to have been announcing it to the whole compartment.
She buried her head in her robes, and wished that she had never even set foot on this train.
Suddenly, she realised that she had a red stain on her hand. She leant closer, and saw that it was wet! Her heart started to beat faster in her chest, and she wondered what on earth was going on. It smelt of something familiar... BLOOD!
Lifting her robes above her knees, so that her legs were in full view, she saw that her shoes were soaked in it too. It took her a second to realise what was going on, and another to suppress a scream. Rubbing the sweaty palm that wasn't covered in blood on her robes, she forced her dry throat to swallow, and her numb mind to think. How could she have been so careless? It's not exactly the easiest thing in the world to cut a gash in your knee the size of Antarctica and not notice when your leaning in it.
"Kari? She called out croakily, "Kari?"
She warily slid the lock open, and stood so only her head was visible around the door, and peered around for Kari. She wasn't there. Lily was somewhat shocked, but assured herself that Kari was just waiting outside for her, and didn't want to enter the grubby train toilets. But she didn't want the Italian-looking-girl to flash her anymore sideways glances, so she locked the door again and sat down on the loo, in complete and utter mortification, wondering what the hell she was going to do.
****Hiya, Glumfrog speaking, again! did you enjoy? Did u h8? TELL ME!!!!!! plz! flamers will b used 2 warm my feet whilst I write chappie 2, and their words will improve my sort-of-crappie story! Whatever u do, do not go away with out reviewing!!! Oh, and, just incase ur wondering, at the end of every chappie, I am going to have some sort of ridiculously weird comment, mayb, if ur lucky, a little song, and i'm so happy that I just wrote my first chappie, that u get a little song!!!! Here u go:
I am a chicken, u r a chicken, we're all chickens, so let's sing hallelujah!
Hehe, hope it brightened ur day.
****Glumfrog. Bibi!
