Sorry it was so long getting this out, I was suffering some dreaded Writers
Block and concentrating on some poetry for other chapters, which I may or
may not use. Hmmmm....
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WSL - Well I'm at school now, but I had that horrible bug that everyone's getting at the moment, I dunno if they have it at your school but half the school's off atm!!!
Hpgirl55 - I just couldn't stop writing this fic, I have far too many good ideas for it! I might take a while because of school, but I can guarantee that I will be slowly but surely writing as much as I can!
James-Padfoot - Thank you so much! You made me smile so much! Thank you!
Vocis-amena - Well everyone else liked it. I'm not Joanne, so I'm not writing a 766-page book on this. And your names wrong. If you want it to mean the voice of the heart it would be Vocem amenae.
OK, here we go!..
"Please mum! It's just my broom! No one is going to notice, I'll hide it really well! Pleeeeeeeease?"
"No James, I wasn't allowed a broomstick when I was in 1st year at Hogwarts and I don't see why you should be"
"I won't tell anyone! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessee? I'll do the washing for a year!"
"You won't be here to do it!" Mrs Potter stood up and walked out of the sitting room leaving her son standing on the sofa holding the broomstick in question and looking thoroughly disappointed. He heard pots moving about in the kitchen and smelt a fire being lit.
"Damn, that one didn't work!"
He went back upstairs to his room, where his trunk stood neatly packed (with constant pestering from his mother- she refused to do it for him, but did, in the end help him fold his socks and t-shirts neatly beside his schoolbooks and belongings). His new owl was just back from hunting, and although he had pretended not to be bothered in front of his parents, he had worried all night for her safety as she was still very young and it was her first time hunting. She was perched on the headboard of his bed looking very pleased with herself, and ruffled her still fluffy feathers importantly.
"Come here Quaffle, you need to get some sleep, it's a long day tomorrow." Quaffle looked at him, as if she was still wondering why she was named after a ball, but obeyed James, and sleepily flew into her new cage. James looked sadly at his broomstick, and let it fall gently on his bed. Sighing, he looked around his room again for things he might have forgotten, but found none.
He couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts. He would get to spend as much time as he wanted with anyone he wished, even maybe Sirius. He had met the boy at a Ministry of Magic entertainment evening, which both their fathers were attending, and they took a liking to one another. They were both making their way towards Mr. Crouch a very respected member of the magical community, and who had bored the both of them so much with his 45 minute speech that they were both ready to put the curse of the bogies on him for the rest of eternity, however they did not manage it because they knocked each other out in the process of stealing their fathers wands by turning around and crashing into each other.
They had met up a few times since then (they were 7 when this had happened) and Sirius did a good job of keeping in touch nearly every day, but James did think the boy was rather strange. For one thing, James had never met his parents, only heard occasional squeals coming from the dinning room in the House of Black, which he presumed was his mother. She didn't sound at all pleasant, and neither was the House of Black. James always had a very uneasy feeling in there, and he never stayed for long. He had a feeling that Sirius felt this way too, but he never showed it. All in all, Sirius was just rather strange and James doubted very much that they would ever be friends when they were at Hogwarts.
He looked once again at his broomstick, and sighing even more heavily than before went downstairs to the drawing room where he found his telescope. With all his stuff now retrieved form the darkest corners of the house, James settled down with the 'Standard book of Spells - Grade One' and began to read.
***
"Whoa, Whoa, Remus! Calm down!" The boy was rushing round the infinitesimal bedroom, trying to find something, anything that he may have forgotten. His mother was half laughing half crying. She was so happy that her son was going to Hogwarts, that he was going to be happy and normal like other boys, and yet, so sad that she wouldn't see him every day for the next 7 years of his life. She was stressed beyond belief, and although she found her son's behaviour hilarious, she was about to go insane with the pressure of packing enough clothes, socks and general life assisting accessories. Remus, of course wouldn't let her pack for him, and so the stress was doubled.
He had, like every other boy in existence, begged his mother for a broomstick, been refused and thrown a tantrum, and Larentia felt so much love for her son, that she couldn't stay angry at him for long. They were now doing last minute packing, which was of course the way they did everything, and both suffering nervous breakdowns.
When they were finally finished packing, it was really late, and both were extremely tired and exceedingly hungry and no one could be bothered cooking.
"I'll tell you what honey," his mum told Remus, "we'll order a Chinese! I know you really like them, and its not every day you're about start Hogwarts. We can afford it just this once."
"Oh no mum, not on my account. Really it's cool, we can just have sandwiches, if you want I'll make them-"
"Stop being stubborn," His mother cut him off "I won't get one directly from China, they charge an awful lot for the Apperation. I'm sure there's a few lovely local places, I'll just look up the Wizarding Pages." And with that she was out of the room.
Later that night Remus was sitting at the kitchen table, trying to eat his lemon chicken with chopsticks and laughing lots with his mother. He felt he was the happiest boy alive.
***
Lily was sitting on her hands in the sitting room while her mother rushed round the kitchen, not letting anyone in, preparing Lily's goodbye dinner for that evening. Lily had packed all her things into her brand new Hogwarts trunk about a week ago and spent the rest of the time worrying. She had not seen Sirius since their encounter in Diagon Alley, and was rather intrigued as to where he was from and why he had hung around in Grimauld place so much. However she assumed that he would be at Hogwarts so it wouldn't matter too much as she could talk to him at school, she presumed.
All in all she was very excited and looking forward to the next day, after all, its not every day a girl transfers to the magical world.
As the family sat down to eat dinner, Petunia shot her a look of pure hatred as Lily's father told the table how happy and proud of his little girl he was and how he was looking forward to her telling him all about it when she got home.
***
The next morning, on the 1st of September, none of the children who were about to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry woke up later than 5am. They all paced their bedrooms for at least an hour, raging with nerves, then went down to breakfast to sit and not eat everything while looking very green and causing their mothers to worry. Then they unpacked their trunks to check they had everything, re-packed before their parents noticed, fed their pets one time too many, and re checked their trunks once again. And soon they were being packed into cars, taxis or fireplaces to arrive at Kings Cross Station at least half an hour before the train was to leave. Everyone was equally nervous and equally scared.
Before she knew it, Lily was in King's Cross Station with her parents, looking slightly nervous. When she had finally found her ticket, it read that it was travelling from London - Hogwarts from platform 9 and 3/4! There wasn't a platform nine and three quarters for god's sake! Petunia looked positively delighted, which made Lily feel, if possible even worse.
She looked around the station. If this place was a school, and she had seen other pupils in Diagon Alley, there must be many more people looking for the platform. Her parents suggested to go somewhere between platforms 9 and 10 so as to not miss anyone.
As they approached the place between the two platforms Lily say someone ahead of her, who quite clearly had a trunk like hers and an Owl perched on top of it in a cage. The boy was alone, dressed in a kilt, pink tights and a tie-dyed t-shirt. Petunia looked petrified as Lily went up to him confidently, pushing her trolley a bit too hard for Egregius' (her cat) liking. He squealed, as cats do, his basket fell off the trolley right into the boy's arms.
"Could you be any more obvious? There's so many Muggles here, and your making such a racquet!" The boy had a badge pinned to his t-shirt and lily guessed he was a prefect. She blushed that she was in trouble before she had even reached the school. She heard a cheer behind her and then laughter from two boys. The moment she turned however, there were nowhere to be seen. The tall boy with red hair was about to leave, but Lily called him back.
"Wait! I- well actually, its just that I- I don't quite know- where- where- " "The platform is?" A short bossy looking girl also with fiery red hair pulled into a bun at the top of her head appeared beside the boy, carrying her owl. Lily noticed that the boy had two trunks on his trolley. He kissed her on the cheek.
"Molly I can manage perfectly on my own! So you're a Muggleborn? Tell me do you have any plugs?" He looked very excited. The other girl sighed, and rolled her eyes.
"Really Arthur! All you have to do Dear," (she looked right at Lily with a kind face) "is walk straight through that barrier over there, don't be nervous or think about it, or it will seal up! Just do it at a bit of a run if your nervous." She smiled cheerily.
"Thank you," said Lily uncertainly, and walked back to her parents to say her goodbyes. The boy and girl began arguing about something, but when Lily turned back to see what they were talking about they were already walking with their arms around each other towards the barrier. And then they were gone. Lily sighed. She was going to miss her parents so much! After kissing and hugging them so many times, and even smiling at Petunia (who scowled back) Lily took a deep breath and walked towards the barrier. She began to run and tightly shut her eyes. She wasn't in control of the trolley anymore, she couldn't stop it- She braced herself for the crash, any second now-
CRASH.
Lily was thrown against her trolley and landed on top of something soft that gave a scream that sounded awfully like a meow-
"Egregius!" Lily stood up and picked up her slightly squashed looking cat before standing up. There was a crowd gathering, she was sure Petunia would be beside her in a minute, laughing at her. But the laughter she heard didn't belong to Petunia. But she recognised it- she had heard it before somewhere. Before she could think where, a tall skinny boy with shoulder length, greasy hair, and horrible black eyes, who was standing over her spoke;
"Do you mind?" He spoke very slowly and Lily was disgusted by the yellowness of his uneven teeth. "Some of us would like to get to school in one piece."
"I'm sorry, I just didn't know how to get through the barrier and-"the boy was already walking away, he muttered something under his breath as he walked, pushing his trolley purposely over Lily's foot. Although she felt like crying she was determined not to, so lily stood up, and brushing off her jeans she looked around.
The platform was full of students. Some were wearing wizarding robes, like she had seen in Madame Malkin's Robe shop, although maybe better quality. Others were already in their school robes, but the majority were dressed in jeans or chords like lily with a random t-shirt. A sign above her head said "Platform Nine and Three Quarters - London." On the other side of the platform stood the most magnificent Steam engine Lily had ever seen. All around the steam engine there were students boarding the train, saying goodbye to their parents, greeting their friends, looking nervous. Lily made her way to the back of the train, as the front looked pretty full already. Oh her way she passed a young boy, probably her age talking to his mother who was carrying a large green handbag.
"Now Frank, don't forget to write will you? And mind that you write to your Uncle Algie - he's been feeling a bit under the weather lately. And no messing around! Frank are you listening?!"
Lily quickly moved on, the woman looked rather strict. Next she walked past a crowd of older students who were all whispering among themselves and taking it in turns to hold a cute little creature with a pointy nose.
"I stole it from Dad when I was in his office, if that idiot Stultus is teaching again, we're going to need him, for a bit of entertainment!" they all giggled as the creature pulled at a bracelet the girl holding it was wearing.
Lily walked on quickly, deciding she would go right to the back of the train so as to definitely get a seat. Lily was nowhere near strong enough to get her trunk onto the train, but still she struggled for a good ten minutes until two identical boys with goofy smiles and floppy hair found her and helped her carry her trunk into the baggage rack in the last compartment. There was already a boy in there, but he told Lily not to bother looking for another one as he had just checked and they were all full. He didn't introduce himself, but leaned out of the window again and was talking to his mother before Lily realised.
She looked at his trunk on the rack, and saw that it said in peeling letters R. J. Lupin. The boy himself looked somewhat like a tired puppy dog, and as the train started moving, he didn't seem in the least bit embarrassed - as most boys his age would be - of his mother shouting she loved him from the platform and didn't roll his eyes when his father told him to take care. He sat back down on his seat and took a deep breath. Lily was still staring at him.
"What?" Just as a short boy with really messy hair and an attitude problem walked into the compartment.
"Hey guys, you have the pleasure of my company for this short train journey, since every other compartment is full. James Potter." He's stretched out his hand and R. J. Lupin shook it.
"Remus Lupin." Said the boy with a wink. He smiled goofily and just then there was an explosion outside the compartment.
"JAMES!" Sirius Black walked into his compartment, sat down beside Remus and began talking non-stop for the rest of the journey. Thus an unbreakable friendship was established.
Lily sat on her own, listening to the boys, but being completely ignored. From that day on she vowed never to speak with such unpleasant, frustrating, and despicable people ever again in her life.
WSL - Well I'm at school now, but I had that horrible bug that everyone's getting at the moment, I dunno if they have it at your school but half the school's off atm!!!
Hpgirl55 - I just couldn't stop writing this fic, I have far too many good ideas for it! I might take a while because of school, but I can guarantee that I will be slowly but surely writing as much as I can!
James-Padfoot - Thank you so much! You made me smile so much! Thank you!
Vocis-amena - Well everyone else liked it. I'm not Joanne, so I'm not writing a 766-page book on this. And your names wrong. If you want it to mean the voice of the heart it would be Vocem amenae.
OK, here we go!..
"Please mum! It's just my broom! No one is going to notice, I'll hide it really well! Pleeeeeeeease?"
"No James, I wasn't allowed a broomstick when I was in 1st year at Hogwarts and I don't see why you should be"
"I won't tell anyone! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessee? I'll do the washing for a year!"
"You won't be here to do it!" Mrs Potter stood up and walked out of the sitting room leaving her son standing on the sofa holding the broomstick in question and looking thoroughly disappointed. He heard pots moving about in the kitchen and smelt a fire being lit.
"Damn, that one didn't work!"
He went back upstairs to his room, where his trunk stood neatly packed (with constant pestering from his mother- she refused to do it for him, but did, in the end help him fold his socks and t-shirts neatly beside his schoolbooks and belongings). His new owl was just back from hunting, and although he had pretended not to be bothered in front of his parents, he had worried all night for her safety as she was still very young and it was her first time hunting. She was perched on the headboard of his bed looking very pleased with herself, and ruffled her still fluffy feathers importantly.
"Come here Quaffle, you need to get some sleep, it's a long day tomorrow." Quaffle looked at him, as if she was still wondering why she was named after a ball, but obeyed James, and sleepily flew into her new cage. James looked sadly at his broomstick, and let it fall gently on his bed. Sighing, he looked around his room again for things he might have forgotten, but found none.
He couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts. He would get to spend as much time as he wanted with anyone he wished, even maybe Sirius. He had met the boy at a Ministry of Magic entertainment evening, which both their fathers were attending, and they took a liking to one another. They were both making their way towards Mr. Crouch a very respected member of the magical community, and who had bored the both of them so much with his 45 minute speech that they were both ready to put the curse of the bogies on him for the rest of eternity, however they did not manage it because they knocked each other out in the process of stealing their fathers wands by turning around and crashing into each other.
They had met up a few times since then (they were 7 when this had happened) and Sirius did a good job of keeping in touch nearly every day, but James did think the boy was rather strange. For one thing, James had never met his parents, only heard occasional squeals coming from the dinning room in the House of Black, which he presumed was his mother. She didn't sound at all pleasant, and neither was the House of Black. James always had a very uneasy feeling in there, and he never stayed for long. He had a feeling that Sirius felt this way too, but he never showed it. All in all, Sirius was just rather strange and James doubted very much that they would ever be friends when they were at Hogwarts.
He looked once again at his broomstick, and sighing even more heavily than before went downstairs to the drawing room where he found his telescope. With all his stuff now retrieved form the darkest corners of the house, James settled down with the 'Standard book of Spells - Grade One' and began to read.
***
"Whoa, Whoa, Remus! Calm down!" The boy was rushing round the infinitesimal bedroom, trying to find something, anything that he may have forgotten. His mother was half laughing half crying. She was so happy that her son was going to Hogwarts, that he was going to be happy and normal like other boys, and yet, so sad that she wouldn't see him every day for the next 7 years of his life. She was stressed beyond belief, and although she found her son's behaviour hilarious, she was about to go insane with the pressure of packing enough clothes, socks and general life assisting accessories. Remus, of course wouldn't let her pack for him, and so the stress was doubled.
He had, like every other boy in existence, begged his mother for a broomstick, been refused and thrown a tantrum, and Larentia felt so much love for her son, that she couldn't stay angry at him for long. They were now doing last minute packing, which was of course the way they did everything, and both suffering nervous breakdowns.
When they were finally finished packing, it was really late, and both were extremely tired and exceedingly hungry and no one could be bothered cooking.
"I'll tell you what honey," his mum told Remus, "we'll order a Chinese! I know you really like them, and its not every day you're about start Hogwarts. We can afford it just this once."
"Oh no mum, not on my account. Really it's cool, we can just have sandwiches, if you want I'll make them-"
"Stop being stubborn," His mother cut him off "I won't get one directly from China, they charge an awful lot for the Apperation. I'm sure there's a few lovely local places, I'll just look up the Wizarding Pages." And with that she was out of the room.
Later that night Remus was sitting at the kitchen table, trying to eat his lemon chicken with chopsticks and laughing lots with his mother. He felt he was the happiest boy alive.
***
Lily was sitting on her hands in the sitting room while her mother rushed round the kitchen, not letting anyone in, preparing Lily's goodbye dinner for that evening. Lily had packed all her things into her brand new Hogwarts trunk about a week ago and spent the rest of the time worrying. She had not seen Sirius since their encounter in Diagon Alley, and was rather intrigued as to where he was from and why he had hung around in Grimauld place so much. However she assumed that he would be at Hogwarts so it wouldn't matter too much as she could talk to him at school, she presumed.
All in all she was very excited and looking forward to the next day, after all, its not every day a girl transfers to the magical world.
As the family sat down to eat dinner, Petunia shot her a look of pure hatred as Lily's father told the table how happy and proud of his little girl he was and how he was looking forward to her telling him all about it when she got home.
***
The next morning, on the 1st of September, none of the children who were about to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry woke up later than 5am. They all paced their bedrooms for at least an hour, raging with nerves, then went down to breakfast to sit and not eat everything while looking very green and causing their mothers to worry. Then they unpacked their trunks to check they had everything, re-packed before their parents noticed, fed their pets one time too many, and re checked their trunks once again. And soon they were being packed into cars, taxis or fireplaces to arrive at Kings Cross Station at least half an hour before the train was to leave. Everyone was equally nervous and equally scared.
Before she knew it, Lily was in King's Cross Station with her parents, looking slightly nervous. When she had finally found her ticket, it read that it was travelling from London - Hogwarts from platform 9 and 3/4! There wasn't a platform nine and three quarters for god's sake! Petunia looked positively delighted, which made Lily feel, if possible even worse.
She looked around the station. If this place was a school, and she had seen other pupils in Diagon Alley, there must be many more people looking for the platform. Her parents suggested to go somewhere between platforms 9 and 10 so as to not miss anyone.
As they approached the place between the two platforms Lily say someone ahead of her, who quite clearly had a trunk like hers and an Owl perched on top of it in a cage. The boy was alone, dressed in a kilt, pink tights and a tie-dyed t-shirt. Petunia looked petrified as Lily went up to him confidently, pushing her trolley a bit too hard for Egregius' (her cat) liking. He squealed, as cats do, his basket fell off the trolley right into the boy's arms.
"Could you be any more obvious? There's so many Muggles here, and your making such a racquet!" The boy had a badge pinned to his t-shirt and lily guessed he was a prefect. She blushed that she was in trouble before she had even reached the school. She heard a cheer behind her and then laughter from two boys. The moment she turned however, there were nowhere to be seen. The tall boy with red hair was about to leave, but Lily called him back.
"Wait! I- well actually, its just that I- I don't quite know- where- where- " "The platform is?" A short bossy looking girl also with fiery red hair pulled into a bun at the top of her head appeared beside the boy, carrying her owl. Lily noticed that the boy had two trunks on his trolley. He kissed her on the cheek.
"Molly I can manage perfectly on my own! So you're a Muggleborn? Tell me do you have any plugs?" He looked very excited. The other girl sighed, and rolled her eyes.
"Really Arthur! All you have to do Dear," (she looked right at Lily with a kind face) "is walk straight through that barrier over there, don't be nervous or think about it, or it will seal up! Just do it at a bit of a run if your nervous." She smiled cheerily.
"Thank you," said Lily uncertainly, and walked back to her parents to say her goodbyes. The boy and girl began arguing about something, but when Lily turned back to see what they were talking about they were already walking with their arms around each other towards the barrier. And then they were gone. Lily sighed. She was going to miss her parents so much! After kissing and hugging them so many times, and even smiling at Petunia (who scowled back) Lily took a deep breath and walked towards the barrier. She began to run and tightly shut her eyes. She wasn't in control of the trolley anymore, she couldn't stop it- She braced herself for the crash, any second now-
CRASH.
Lily was thrown against her trolley and landed on top of something soft that gave a scream that sounded awfully like a meow-
"Egregius!" Lily stood up and picked up her slightly squashed looking cat before standing up. There was a crowd gathering, she was sure Petunia would be beside her in a minute, laughing at her. But the laughter she heard didn't belong to Petunia. But she recognised it- she had heard it before somewhere. Before she could think where, a tall skinny boy with shoulder length, greasy hair, and horrible black eyes, who was standing over her spoke;
"Do you mind?" He spoke very slowly and Lily was disgusted by the yellowness of his uneven teeth. "Some of us would like to get to school in one piece."
"I'm sorry, I just didn't know how to get through the barrier and-"the boy was already walking away, he muttered something under his breath as he walked, pushing his trolley purposely over Lily's foot. Although she felt like crying she was determined not to, so lily stood up, and brushing off her jeans she looked around.
The platform was full of students. Some were wearing wizarding robes, like she had seen in Madame Malkin's Robe shop, although maybe better quality. Others were already in their school robes, but the majority were dressed in jeans or chords like lily with a random t-shirt. A sign above her head said "Platform Nine and Three Quarters - London." On the other side of the platform stood the most magnificent Steam engine Lily had ever seen. All around the steam engine there were students boarding the train, saying goodbye to their parents, greeting their friends, looking nervous. Lily made her way to the back of the train, as the front looked pretty full already. Oh her way she passed a young boy, probably her age talking to his mother who was carrying a large green handbag.
"Now Frank, don't forget to write will you? And mind that you write to your Uncle Algie - he's been feeling a bit under the weather lately. And no messing around! Frank are you listening?!"
Lily quickly moved on, the woman looked rather strict. Next she walked past a crowd of older students who were all whispering among themselves and taking it in turns to hold a cute little creature with a pointy nose.
"I stole it from Dad when I was in his office, if that idiot Stultus is teaching again, we're going to need him, for a bit of entertainment!" they all giggled as the creature pulled at a bracelet the girl holding it was wearing.
Lily walked on quickly, deciding she would go right to the back of the train so as to definitely get a seat. Lily was nowhere near strong enough to get her trunk onto the train, but still she struggled for a good ten minutes until two identical boys with goofy smiles and floppy hair found her and helped her carry her trunk into the baggage rack in the last compartment. There was already a boy in there, but he told Lily not to bother looking for another one as he had just checked and they were all full. He didn't introduce himself, but leaned out of the window again and was talking to his mother before Lily realised.
She looked at his trunk on the rack, and saw that it said in peeling letters R. J. Lupin. The boy himself looked somewhat like a tired puppy dog, and as the train started moving, he didn't seem in the least bit embarrassed - as most boys his age would be - of his mother shouting she loved him from the platform and didn't roll his eyes when his father told him to take care. He sat back down on his seat and took a deep breath. Lily was still staring at him.
"What?" Just as a short boy with really messy hair and an attitude problem walked into the compartment.
"Hey guys, you have the pleasure of my company for this short train journey, since every other compartment is full. James Potter." He's stretched out his hand and R. J. Lupin shook it.
"Remus Lupin." Said the boy with a wink. He smiled goofily and just then there was an explosion outside the compartment.
"JAMES!" Sirius Black walked into his compartment, sat down beside Remus and began talking non-stop for the rest of the journey. Thus an unbreakable friendship was established.
Lily sat on her own, listening to the boys, but being completely ignored. From that day on she vowed never to speak with such unpleasant, frustrating, and despicable people ever again in her life.