When It's All Pretend
Five-year-old Lily sat there silently, with an old, moldy blanket and an alert expression upon her face. She was playing another pretend game, excpet this time she was the only girl playing it. This time she was the one with the main role, and all of the little boys were playing the other roles.
Currently, Lily was in Abry's Preschool in an old-fashioned, quaint little corner of northeast London. She lived in a small but warm, comfortable home not too far from here. Her father was often at work, and she didn't really see him very much, but for an hour a day at the most, unless by some miracle he took a day off. Her mother went to work too, but always got off at 3 in the afternoon, when she came to collect her younger, strawberry-blonde-haired daughter. Lily and her mother were VERY close, closer to one another than Petunia would ever be with their father even. Petunia Evans was Lily's blonde, 8-year-old sister, and she and their mother did NOT get along well. She was moderately close to their father, but their bond would never be as tight as Lily and her mother. Lily's mother was very talented artistically, and worked at an acting center near their home. It was well-known all throughout London, and many people from nearby places traveled miles to see them perform. Lily knew her mother's dream was to be a great actress, but she didn't see the point, as she already thought her mommy was. Lily only hoped to be as great an actress as her mother was when SHE grew up.
Every night, her mother would always read her a fairy tale. Usually, it was only fairy tales they'd read before, although every now and then her mother would discover a new one. Just a few days ago, her mother had read her the newest one for the first time, about an older girl who hadn't talked in a very long time, in YEARS, who was one of the most beautiful girls in the world. Her father, the king, was desperate, and had offered a large sum of money if ANY man could get her to utter a word, a laugh, anything. In the end, someone had tricked her into talking, and they had lived happily ever after. Lily sighed in pleasure just thinking about it. She loved fairy tales, especially the ones where everyone was happy.
Anyways, this fairy tale was what had brought on Lily's current state. She had draped a long, moth-eaten blanket around herself, pretending it was the beautiful, colorful silk the princess had worn. Then, when she went to school, she had told her playmates about the story, and said she was going to play the part. Every day she was to sit over on the cushions in the middle of the floor and listen to all the stories and things the little boys would say. Lily had enraptured everyone into her play. Although her girl friends themselves had no part to play, they sat around near her just to hear the things the boys would say. The boys, one behind another, came up to tell her things. You'd expect Lily to be bored after so many stories in so long, but the truth was, Lily loved stories. Even more than actress, she wanted to someday become a writer. She loved telling and hearing stories so. She most of all loved to make them up. Sometimes she did get tired and bored for a while, and want to run around and play. However, she forced herself to continue playing the part.
'That's what a great actress does,' she silently told herself.
Indeed, everyone around her admired her and envied her for her endurance. She never made a noise once, even when you could TELL she was dying to burst out laughing!!! And Lily herself was so captivated by the stories and so hardset to act her part perfectly, that any child her age would soon find themself believing the whole pretending game to be real, and would look at her seeing a splendid princess and vivid silk.
This had been going on for a few days, when a new child came in. He wasn't particularly fond of going to preschool, coming in glaring. Everyone was so enthralled with the game, they didn't even NOTICE young James Potter. However, he definitely noticed them. Despite his determination to not enjoy preschool and to pretend everyone else wasn't there, he couldn't help but be curious about this strange game. He'd never seen anything like it. He thought it was all quite silly that first day, but he too was soon caught up in the wonderment of it by the second. He wondered to himself who this girl who had everyone's attention was. He'd basically figured out the basics of what the game was about, after getting a rough explanation from another preschool boy who hadn't really concentrated much on the question. James was competitive when he was interested, and by that second day he was definitely interested. And that day he vowed to himself that HE would capture her attention. HE would win the game, HE would persuade her voice. Most of all, he wanted to make a friend. He was lonely all by himself with nobody to talk to. And this girl seemed interesting enough. Perhaps she would make an excellent playmate, like his old friend Lizzie Carfshew whom he'd left in the dust a month ago after 'The Big Move'. He needed a friend. With his parents not caring about him and his older, snotty eleven-year-old brother Genemenus getting all the attention and not caring about him either, he DEFINITELY needed a friend. And so ends our first chapter, with James and his resolution to somehow find a way to get this strawberry-blonde to be his friend.
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A/N: HI!!!I decided I didn't like the other story I started writing, as it didn't really have any kind of plot. This one kind of does. I think it will turn out to be REALLY good!!I hope so!!!I really want you guys to review!!!The next chapter will continue to deal with James and Lil when they're that young. Then, if I finish in that one, I believe I'll skip ahead to when they're in Hogwarts in the chapter after. Anyhow, it's very interesting so far, isn't it???I'm really excited about this!!!Please review for me!!!!If nobody reviews, it will just comfirm for me that my story's not goo because nobody's reading it. So PLEASE read and review it!!!!!! I love you guys, and I love reviewers even more!!!!!!!
Lots of love,
Kristi
Five-year-old Lily sat there silently, with an old, moldy blanket and an alert expression upon her face. She was playing another pretend game, excpet this time she was the only girl playing it. This time she was the one with the main role, and all of the little boys were playing the other roles.
Currently, Lily was in Abry's Preschool in an old-fashioned, quaint little corner of northeast London. She lived in a small but warm, comfortable home not too far from here. Her father was often at work, and she didn't really see him very much, but for an hour a day at the most, unless by some miracle he took a day off. Her mother went to work too, but always got off at 3 in the afternoon, when she came to collect her younger, strawberry-blonde-haired daughter. Lily and her mother were VERY close, closer to one another than Petunia would ever be with their father even. Petunia Evans was Lily's blonde, 8-year-old sister, and she and their mother did NOT get along well. She was moderately close to their father, but their bond would never be as tight as Lily and her mother. Lily's mother was very talented artistically, and worked at an acting center near their home. It was well-known all throughout London, and many people from nearby places traveled miles to see them perform. Lily knew her mother's dream was to be a great actress, but she didn't see the point, as she already thought her mommy was. Lily only hoped to be as great an actress as her mother was when SHE grew up.
Every night, her mother would always read her a fairy tale. Usually, it was only fairy tales they'd read before, although every now and then her mother would discover a new one. Just a few days ago, her mother had read her the newest one for the first time, about an older girl who hadn't talked in a very long time, in YEARS, who was one of the most beautiful girls in the world. Her father, the king, was desperate, and had offered a large sum of money if ANY man could get her to utter a word, a laugh, anything. In the end, someone had tricked her into talking, and they had lived happily ever after. Lily sighed in pleasure just thinking about it. She loved fairy tales, especially the ones where everyone was happy.
Anyways, this fairy tale was what had brought on Lily's current state. She had draped a long, moth-eaten blanket around herself, pretending it was the beautiful, colorful silk the princess had worn. Then, when she went to school, she had told her playmates about the story, and said she was going to play the part. Every day she was to sit over on the cushions in the middle of the floor and listen to all the stories and things the little boys would say. Lily had enraptured everyone into her play. Although her girl friends themselves had no part to play, they sat around near her just to hear the things the boys would say. The boys, one behind another, came up to tell her things. You'd expect Lily to be bored after so many stories in so long, but the truth was, Lily loved stories. Even more than actress, she wanted to someday become a writer. She loved telling and hearing stories so. She most of all loved to make them up. Sometimes she did get tired and bored for a while, and want to run around and play. However, she forced herself to continue playing the part.
'That's what a great actress does,' she silently told herself.
Indeed, everyone around her admired her and envied her for her endurance. She never made a noise once, even when you could TELL she was dying to burst out laughing!!! And Lily herself was so captivated by the stories and so hardset to act her part perfectly, that any child her age would soon find themself believing the whole pretending game to be real, and would look at her seeing a splendid princess and vivid silk.
This had been going on for a few days, when a new child came in. He wasn't particularly fond of going to preschool, coming in glaring. Everyone was so enthralled with the game, they didn't even NOTICE young James Potter. However, he definitely noticed them. Despite his determination to not enjoy preschool and to pretend everyone else wasn't there, he couldn't help but be curious about this strange game. He'd never seen anything like it. He thought it was all quite silly that first day, but he too was soon caught up in the wonderment of it by the second. He wondered to himself who this girl who had everyone's attention was. He'd basically figured out the basics of what the game was about, after getting a rough explanation from another preschool boy who hadn't really concentrated much on the question. James was competitive when he was interested, and by that second day he was definitely interested. And that day he vowed to himself that HE would capture her attention. HE would win the game, HE would persuade her voice. Most of all, he wanted to make a friend. He was lonely all by himself with nobody to talk to. And this girl seemed interesting enough. Perhaps she would make an excellent playmate, like his old friend Lizzie Carfshew whom he'd left in the dust a month ago after 'The Big Move'. He needed a friend. With his parents not caring about him and his older, snotty eleven-year-old brother Genemenus getting all the attention and not caring about him either, he DEFINITELY needed a friend. And so ends our first chapter, with James and his resolution to somehow find a way to get this strawberry-blonde to be his friend.
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A/N: HI!!!I decided I didn't like the other story I started writing, as it didn't really have any kind of plot. This one kind of does. I think it will turn out to be REALLY good!!I hope so!!!I really want you guys to review!!!The next chapter will continue to deal with James and Lil when they're that young. Then, if I finish in that one, I believe I'll skip ahead to when they're in Hogwarts in the chapter after. Anyhow, it's very interesting so far, isn't it???I'm really excited about this!!!Please review for me!!!!If nobody reviews, it will just comfirm for me that my story's not goo because nobody's reading it. So PLEASE read and review it!!!!!! I love you guys, and I love reviewers even more!!!!!!!
Lots of love,
Kristi