Hi! Thank you to all reviewers! Also, If anyone wants to read a great
Ron/Hermione fic, read Sixth Year: Ron's Big Adventure by LavenderBrown.
Her Hogwart's Pie story is delightful and naughty fluff as well. I have
one beta reader now (thank you Courtnee!), but I am still looking for more
if you would be so kind to volunteer!!! My British Vocab is pethetic.
Email me at mizpotatahead@cox.net. Also, as I am going back to school on
September 2nd, I may not be able to update as often, especially once my
gymnastics starts up again. But I wont be going on vacation for weeks
either.
Please keep reading and reviewing, it makes me smile!
Hearts! ~Lily B
Lily:
Lily was ecstatic!
Lily had never had brand new things. She always was forced to buy things second hand, even before Hogwarts. Sometimes, even worse, she received hand-me-down clothing from Petunia, which had been in shabby shape when she had bought it originally. Petunia was about the same size around as Lily, but she was infinitely taller. Lily would try to hem them with magic when she got to school, but it always ended up looking a little rough around the edges.
She had always loved to fly. But, whenever she wanted to try out for the Gryffindor team, she couldn't show her true seeking potential because of her slow broom. She supposed that was one of the reasons she fought with James, she was jealous of him. He always had the newest and greatest broom. He often bragged about his "Forty brooms at home". She had never told anyone how poor she truly was.
Lily often told herself how lucky she truly was, especially when she saw a homeless person on the streets of London.
she would tell herself.
It was true, she wasn't out there begging for a small meal.
she thought
Now she would finally get that chance. She was staying with the Potters, who had money to spare. She was a guest in their big, fancy house. She only wished she could come live here forever.
she snapped out of her dream world quickly
James:
As James read the letter again, he frowned.
As far as he was concerned, Dorcas and his father had practically made Lily a member of the family. James was not pleased about this, he did not want anyting to do with Lily right now.
Lily:
Lily was beginning to come out of her state of shock at the generosity of Mr. Potter. It was then that she realized what time it was.
"Oy! Potter!" She glanced at her watch, "It's nearly 5:00! We need to get going!"
"By God, you're right, Evans!" James jumped at the sudden sound of her voice, "We'll go by Floo Powder."
Both Lily and James hurried towards the living room fire, anxious about the amount of time they had to get all their shopping done.
"Evans, hurry up!" James snapped, "You know Diagon Alley doesn't stay open forever!"
Lily didn't say anything, she just sighed to herself and glared at James. She took the tiniest pinch of Floo powder in her hand, threw it in the fire and yelled "Diagon Alley". She felt a ticklish sensation as the flames flickered green, and was gone.
She reappeared in a pub, some five miles away. She felt the gaze of a few creepy looking men. The Leaky Cauldron was always filled with some ungentlemanly types.
"Hey sweetie," a man at least three times her age called to her in a gravely voice, "Would you like a butterbeer, or perhaps something stronger?"
"N-no, No thank you," she replied in a polite but frightened tone, "I C- can't"
"Are you on your own, dahling?" another, even older man covered in a cloak asked, "You're a pretty young thing, aren't you?"
Lily heard a pop that meant James had finally arrived "Very pretty indeed," a man drinking a blood red, steaming drink said suggestively, "jus' outta school by the look of her."
Just then, Lily felt a cold, bony hand grab hers and pull her straight around. She looked into the skeleton-like face of yet another man, grinning nearly toothlessly up at her. She gave a soft little scream and tried to pull away, but he held fast.
"I have a room upstairs poppet," he whispered in a tone that everyone could hear, "Right upstairs, precious."
"N-no, I have to go," she said pleadingly, "Let me go!"
He pulled her towards the stairway, his grip starting to hurt her small hand. She tried to stay put, but she was rather small, even for her age. She saw a fist come out of nowhere, straight into the man's face. She turned to face James, who was shaking with anger. She glared.
I
Suddenly, she felt all her anger swell up inside of her. She ran over to where James was beating her attacker to a pulp. She pulled James off of the man who was on the ground, and helped him stand. When he was back on his feet she smiled at him.
"Are you alright sir?" she asked, "I hope he didn't hurt you!"
"Fine, jus' fine, sweetie," he replied, still coming on to her, "Though he did get one hard one in."
Lily puched him hard once in the nose, and then kicked him right between the legs. She grabbed James and stormed out of the pub.
Please keep reading and reviewing, it makes me smile!
Hearts! ~Lily B
Lily:
Lily was ecstatic!
Lily had never had brand new things. She always was forced to buy things second hand, even before Hogwarts. Sometimes, even worse, she received hand-me-down clothing from Petunia, which had been in shabby shape when she had bought it originally. Petunia was about the same size around as Lily, but she was infinitely taller. Lily would try to hem them with magic when she got to school, but it always ended up looking a little rough around the edges.
She had always loved to fly. But, whenever she wanted to try out for the Gryffindor team, she couldn't show her true seeking potential because of her slow broom. She supposed that was one of the reasons she fought with James, she was jealous of him. He always had the newest and greatest broom. He often bragged about his "Forty brooms at home". She had never told anyone how poor she truly was.
Lily often told herself how lucky she truly was, especially when she saw a homeless person on the streets of London.
she would tell herself.
It was true, she wasn't out there begging for a small meal.
she thought
Now she would finally get that chance. She was staying with the Potters, who had money to spare. She was a guest in their big, fancy house. She only wished she could come live here forever.
she snapped out of her dream world quickly
James:
As James read the letter again, he frowned.
As far as he was concerned, Dorcas and his father had practically made Lily a member of the family. James was not pleased about this, he did not want anyting to do with Lily right now.
Lily:
Lily was beginning to come out of her state of shock at the generosity of Mr. Potter. It was then that she realized what time it was.
"Oy! Potter!" She glanced at her watch, "It's nearly 5:00! We need to get going!"
"By God, you're right, Evans!" James jumped at the sudden sound of her voice, "We'll go by Floo Powder."
Both Lily and James hurried towards the living room fire, anxious about the amount of time they had to get all their shopping done.
"Evans, hurry up!" James snapped, "You know Diagon Alley doesn't stay open forever!"
Lily didn't say anything, she just sighed to herself and glared at James. She took the tiniest pinch of Floo powder in her hand, threw it in the fire and yelled "Diagon Alley". She felt a ticklish sensation as the flames flickered green, and was gone.
She reappeared in a pub, some five miles away. She felt the gaze of a few creepy looking men. The Leaky Cauldron was always filled with some ungentlemanly types.
"Hey sweetie," a man at least three times her age called to her in a gravely voice, "Would you like a butterbeer, or perhaps something stronger?"
"N-no, No thank you," she replied in a polite but frightened tone, "I C- can't"
"Are you on your own, dahling?" another, even older man covered in a cloak asked, "You're a pretty young thing, aren't you?"
Lily heard a pop that meant James had finally arrived "Very pretty indeed," a man drinking a blood red, steaming drink said suggestively, "jus' outta school by the look of her."
Just then, Lily felt a cold, bony hand grab hers and pull her straight around. She looked into the skeleton-like face of yet another man, grinning nearly toothlessly up at her. She gave a soft little scream and tried to pull away, but he held fast.
"I have a room upstairs poppet," he whispered in a tone that everyone could hear, "Right upstairs, precious."
"N-no, I have to go," she said pleadingly, "Let me go!"
He pulled her towards the stairway, his grip starting to hurt her small hand. She tried to stay put, but she was rather small, even for her age. She saw a fist come out of nowhere, straight into the man's face. She turned to face James, who was shaking with anger. She glared.
I
Suddenly, she felt all her anger swell up inside of her. She ran over to where James was beating her attacker to a pulp. She pulled James off of the man who was on the ground, and helped him stand. When he was back on his feet she smiled at him.
"Are you alright sir?" she asked, "I hope he didn't hurt you!"
"Fine, jus' fine, sweetie," he replied, still coming on to her, "Though he did get one hard one in."
Lily puched him hard once in the nose, and then kicked him right between the legs. She grabbed James and stormed out of the pub.