Hey! Thanks for reading my L/J/S/R story! Lily goes into her seventh year. After a tragic break-up with James from last year, James becomes closer to Lily then ever. Loads of weird things start happening(when do they not?). And Lily...well...just read the dang story I'm not gonna tell you everything! And I know the title's sorta corny...live with it. Plus I suck at summaries...so sue me. :o) P.S. I don't own the hp characters or anything...I just made up some. So don't be so ignorant to think I'd take credit for J.K. Rowling's characters.(Right little ray of sunshine, aren't I?) And I'm not gonna put DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HP CHARACTERS on every page, so get used to it.
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Lily and James: The Legacy Year 7
Chapter One: Dreaming of Hogwarts
Lily stared out the window. The full moon's light poured through the window and bathed her bedroom in silver. She smirked slightly at what Remus must be doing now. Poor guy, bitten by a werewolf and everything she thought.
A loud knock at the door interupted Lily's thoughts.
"Who is it?" Lily asked dully, still staring outside.
"It's me, you idiot," said the unmistakable voice of her older, snottier, magic-hating sister Petunia. Without warning, the door burst open.
"Get out!" Lily shrieked, rolling off her bed.
"I wouldn't even *be* here if you'd stop writing with that stupid feather!" Petunia snapped.
"It's a quill and I can't help it if the scratching's loud!" Lily yelled.
"Then use a pencil like normal people!" Petunia shouted.
"We're not *allowed* to use pencils! And, in case you haven't noticed, I'm *not* normal!"
"I know that! You're incredibaly *ab*normal!"
"GET-OUT!" Lily screamed through tightly gritted teeth. Petunia threw her a dirty look and walked out. Lily stuck her tounge out behind Petunia's back as she slammed the door. She pulled out her quill and a bottle of ink. She wanted--needed to write to somebody...but who was there to write to? Normally she'd write to James, but given past events...
:::Or there was always Sirius...no, he's too close to James:::, Lily thought. :::Remus would probably attack my owl if I sent her...what with his "condition"...oh, of course! I'll send an owl to Ruby!::: She dipped her quil in the ink and began to write.
Dear Ruby,
I just wanted to say hi...and sorry I haven't talked to you...all summer. I've been...er...really busy. Petunia just harassed me about being a witch for the two hundredth time...I can't write to James because of...well...you know! I would write to Remus but he's...erm...visiting an aunt! Who's sick! Yes, he's visiting a sick aunt. And Sirius...well, that's just out of the question. So...see you on September first!
--L.E.
Yes, that was good enough. She'd been close to telling her about Remus...but no one knew except her, James, Sirius, and Peter. And, she suspected, Severus Snape. Ruby and Remus had been going out since the third year, but he'd not yet told her of his condition, which, Lily thought, was a very unwise desicion. :::He'll tell her when the time is right::: she thought.
Lily stood up, grasped the parchment and tied it to her brown owl, Tawny's leg. "Deliver that to Ruby, okay?" she told the owl. It blinked once to show that it understood. Lily opened the window and watched her owl soar into the night sky. No sooner had Tawny vanished from sight, an eagle owl swooped through the open window and landed on Lily's bed. A letter was tied to its leg. Curiously, Lily untied the letter and examined it. It was sealed with the Hogwarts Crest. She opened it.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, Internattional Confederation of Wizards)
Dear Miss Evans,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected as Head Girl for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Traditionaly, the Head Girl and Boy (James Potter) plan activities for Hogwarts, including the dates of Hogsmeade weekends, school balls, etc. You are expected to follow exceptional behavior and set a good example for other pupils. A badge is enclosed in this letter, as is your seventh year supply list. Reminder: Term starts on September first.
Yours Sincerly,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmisstres of Hogwarts
Lily felt her jaw drop. Head Girl? This is what she'd been dreaming of ever since year one of Hogwarts! As soon as she'd finished reading the letter, a large, snowy owl glided through the window and into Lily's room. She rushed over to it and read the letter attactched to its leg.
Lily:
Did you get it? The letter? I know you won't believe this but I'm Head Boy! Of course, I knew you were, you'd have to be a complete idiot not to make Lily Evans Head Girl. Lily grinned. I don't know what possesed Dumbledore to make me Head Boy...I never dreamed it'd be me! Remus was the good boy, it should've been him. Ah, well, not that I have a problem with being Head Boy...okay, I can tell I'm beginning to bore you so...oh yeah, we're all going into Diagon Alley tomorrow...can you make it?
--James Potter aka Head Boy(haha, nice title for myself, don't you think?)
She rolled her eyes at his letter but could not surpress a grin. For the second time that night, her bedroom door burst open again.
"Petunia you prat, get ou--oh, mum, it's you," Lily said, looking at her mother.
"Petunia says you're making an awful lot of noise and can't hear Vernon on the phone," her mother told her.
"Oh, there's something to worry about," Lily replied in an undertone. Her mother was eyeing the two other owls drinking from Tawny's water bowl.
"Lily...what're these owls--?"
"The eagle owl is from Hogwarts," Lily told her, "and the white one's from James. Speaking of which, I made Head Girl! And James is Head Boy, which is why he wrote to me," Lily told her, excitment bubbling in her.
"Oh, that's wonderful dear!" her mother exclaimed, pulling her into a one-armed embrace.
"Thanks mum. Oh yeah, can I go to Diagon Alley tomorrow? James and Siruis and Remus and Peter're going and they wanted to know if I could go...too?" Lily paused, looking at the expression on her mother's face.(A/N, sorry I wrote "her mother" so many times, I couldn't think of a good name, but I will eventually.)
"Well, I don't know dear. Your father and I--and Petunia, were thinking of going up to Scottland to visit Aunt Maggie and Uncle John."
"B-but mum! Can't I--"
"Lily, calm down. We've made arrangements with the Potters so that...that you can stay there," her mother said, looking weary. "And, mind you, your father is not very happy." Lily giggled. Her father wasn't a "boyfriend" person.
"Oh...okay. So I'll just head into Diagon Alley by myself then, shall I?"
"Well of course not! The Potters will be here at two tomorrow. It's getting rather late," she added. "I'll be off to bed, then. And you might want to begin packing." Her mother swept out of her room. Lily sighed as she stooped on the floor to stuff her possesions into her trunk. Why are James and me acting like nothing ever happened? Lily thought. I don't get it...I guess we're just too much a friend to actually "break things off" She folded her robes neatly and stacked them in the trunk, but not before pinning her Head Girl badge to one of them.
Brass scales, quills, parchment and textbooks followed the robes, along with her cauldron, telescope, broomstick, and most importantly, her wand. With everything packed and in place, Lily slid under the covers of her bed and fell asleep dreaming of Hogwarts...and James.
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Lily and James: The Legacy Year 7
Chapter One: Dreaming of Hogwarts
Lily stared out the window. The full moon's light poured through the window and bathed her bedroom in silver. She smirked slightly at what Remus must be doing now. Poor guy, bitten by a werewolf and everything she thought.
A loud knock at the door interupted Lily's thoughts.
"Who is it?" Lily asked dully, still staring outside.
"It's me, you idiot," said the unmistakable voice of her older, snottier, magic-hating sister Petunia. Without warning, the door burst open.
"Get out!" Lily shrieked, rolling off her bed.
"I wouldn't even *be* here if you'd stop writing with that stupid feather!" Petunia snapped.
"It's a quill and I can't help it if the scratching's loud!" Lily yelled.
"Then use a pencil like normal people!" Petunia shouted.
"We're not *allowed* to use pencils! And, in case you haven't noticed, I'm *not* normal!"
"I know that! You're incredibaly *ab*normal!"
"GET-OUT!" Lily screamed through tightly gritted teeth. Petunia threw her a dirty look and walked out. Lily stuck her tounge out behind Petunia's back as she slammed the door. She pulled out her quill and a bottle of ink. She wanted--needed to write to somebody...but who was there to write to? Normally she'd write to James, but given past events...
:::Or there was always Sirius...no, he's too close to James:::, Lily thought. :::Remus would probably attack my owl if I sent her...what with his "condition"...oh, of course! I'll send an owl to Ruby!::: She dipped her quil in the ink and began to write.
Dear Ruby,
I just wanted to say hi...and sorry I haven't talked to you...all summer. I've been...er...really busy. Petunia just harassed me about being a witch for the two hundredth time...I can't write to James because of...well...you know! I would write to Remus but he's...erm...visiting an aunt! Who's sick! Yes, he's visiting a sick aunt. And Sirius...well, that's just out of the question. So...see you on September first!
--L.E.
Yes, that was good enough. She'd been close to telling her about Remus...but no one knew except her, James, Sirius, and Peter. And, she suspected, Severus Snape. Ruby and Remus had been going out since the third year, but he'd not yet told her of his condition, which, Lily thought, was a very unwise desicion. :::He'll tell her when the time is right::: she thought.
Lily stood up, grasped the parchment and tied it to her brown owl, Tawny's leg. "Deliver that to Ruby, okay?" she told the owl. It blinked once to show that it understood. Lily opened the window and watched her owl soar into the night sky. No sooner had Tawny vanished from sight, an eagle owl swooped through the open window and landed on Lily's bed. A letter was tied to its leg. Curiously, Lily untied the letter and examined it. It was sealed with the Hogwarts Crest. She opened it.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, Internattional Confederation of Wizards)
Dear Miss Evans,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected as Head Girl for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Traditionaly, the Head Girl and Boy (James Potter) plan activities for Hogwarts, including the dates of Hogsmeade weekends, school balls, etc. You are expected to follow exceptional behavior and set a good example for other pupils. A badge is enclosed in this letter, as is your seventh year supply list. Reminder: Term starts on September first.
Yours Sincerly,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmisstres of Hogwarts
Lily felt her jaw drop. Head Girl? This is what she'd been dreaming of ever since year one of Hogwarts! As soon as she'd finished reading the letter, a large, snowy owl glided through the window and into Lily's room. She rushed over to it and read the letter attactched to its leg.
Lily:
Did you get it? The letter? I know you won't believe this but I'm Head Boy! Of course, I knew you were, you'd have to be a complete idiot not to make Lily Evans Head Girl. Lily grinned. I don't know what possesed Dumbledore to make me Head Boy...I never dreamed it'd be me! Remus was the good boy, it should've been him. Ah, well, not that I have a problem with being Head Boy...okay, I can tell I'm beginning to bore you so...oh yeah, we're all going into Diagon Alley tomorrow...can you make it?
--James Potter aka Head Boy(haha, nice title for myself, don't you think?)
She rolled her eyes at his letter but could not surpress a grin. For the second time that night, her bedroom door burst open again.
"Petunia you prat, get ou--oh, mum, it's you," Lily said, looking at her mother.
"Petunia says you're making an awful lot of noise and can't hear Vernon on the phone," her mother told her.
"Oh, there's something to worry about," Lily replied in an undertone. Her mother was eyeing the two other owls drinking from Tawny's water bowl.
"Lily...what're these owls--?"
"The eagle owl is from Hogwarts," Lily told her, "and the white one's from James. Speaking of which, I made Head Girl! And James is Head Boy, which is why he wrote to me," Lily told her, excitment bubbling in her.
"Oh, that's wonderful dear!" her mother exclaimed, pulling her into a one-armed embrace.
"Thanks mum. Oh yeah, can I go to Diagon Alley tomorrow? James and Siruis and Remus and Peter're going and they wanted to know if I could go...too?" Lily paused, looking at the expression on her mother's face.(A/N, sorry I wrote "her mother" so many times, I couldn't think of a good name, but I will eventually.)
"Well, I don't know dear. Your father and I--and Petunia, were thinking of going up to Scottland to visit Aunt Maggie and Uncle John."
"B-but mum! Can't I--"
"Lily, calm down. We've made arrangements with the Potters so that...that you can stay there," her mother said, looking weary. "And, mind you, your father is not very happy." Lily giggled. Her father wasn't a "boyfriend" person.
"Oh...okay. So I'll just head into Diagon Alley by myself then, shall I?"
"Well of course not! The Potters will be here at two tomorrow. It's getting rather late," she added. "I'll be off to bed, then. And you might want to begin packing." Her mother swept out of her room. Lily sighed as she stooped on the floor to stuff her possesions into her trunk. Why are James and me acting like nothing ever happened? Lily thought. I don't get it...I guess we're just too much a friend to actually "break things off" She folded her robes neatly and stacked them in the trunk, but not before pinning her Head Girl badge to one of them.
Brass scales, quills, parchment and textbooks followed the robes, along with her cauldron, telescope, broomstick, and most importantly, her wand. With everything packed and in place, Lily slid under the covers of her bed and fell asleep dreaming of Hogwarts...and James.