As always, I am really sorry for not updating as soon as I should. And
thanks to those who reviewed my last chapter.
Swimade333: Maybe you could say that he favoured the girls, but he just did that because he thought that girls were not as strong as boys, not as good.
I'll try to update faster, I'll really try. And, the more reviews I get, the faster I'll update.
Disclaimer: If I was JK Rowling, no one would know about HP, because:
1. I would never write it
2. Even if I wrote it, I would never finish it
3. If I finished it I would never show it to anyone
4. If I showed it to my friends, they would laugh at me, and tell me to go to hell
5. If my friends told me it was good, I wouldn't believe them and go to hell anyway.
6. If I believed them, and sent the book to a publisher, they would laugh at me and bite my head off
7. If they really published the book, no one would read it, because it wouldn't be written in English
8. Even if people read the book, they wouldn't like it, because I can't write like JK Rowling, and after w while I would start to hate the characters and kill all of them.
So, you see, I am not JK Rowling, and therefore I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, persons, places, words or ideas in this fic.
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James Potter and his friends were standing behind a couch that had its back turned to Lily. She quickly closed her mouth.
"Let me guess, you just had a lesson in Defence Against the Dark Arts?" Sirius Black guessed. Lily nodded.
"Your first?" James Potter asked. She nodded once again, not knowing what else to do. Lily couldn't help but wonder where this conversation was going. "Fun?" He grinned, quite meanly. She didn't say or do anything.
"Seems like you are one of the few who dares to say what you think about him. Your friend doesn't seem to be one of them." Remus Lupin stated.
"He is a madman, sadist and sexist," Lily said, glaring at them, then, as an afterthought, "And most of all, a madman."
"You think? There is probably a very misunderstood, sensible, lost child somewhere deep inside that cold hears of his," He is probably a very misunderstood, sensible, lost child, somewhere deep inside," Peter Pettigrew reasoned. Lily prayed that he was joking.
"He has no right at all to do that. Why doesn't anyone tell Dumbledore?" Lily questioned.
"No one dares. If Neorin found out, that student would be as good as dead. So, the question is, what are you going to do about it?" Sirius Black asked.
"What *can* I do?" Lily snapped, "Have you any ideas? If you do, please enlighten me! I'd love to hear how the famous Marauders would work their way out of this one, using their ever-so-witty ways."
"Whoa, there! No need to get snappy! We're just trying to help," Remus defended, "None of us are fond of him either."
"Well, whatever you are going to do, make sure he doesn't notice you are the one doing it." James Potter advised her. She thought he was an idiot. Like she didn't understand that she could be caught.
"You can prank him." Remus supplied, sounding far more helpful. "But make sure he can't guess that you are the one doing it. Act like you find his lessons very interesting, and do as he says. When he can't see you, then you'll prank him. For example, by hiding animals in his bag. He hates animals. He is smart, but he thinks very high of himself. If he doesn't suspect you he won't hurt you."
"He thinks this Ravenclaw boy in our class is the one who pranks him. Poor guy. Sirius said, almost sounding sorry for the boy.
"Poor me. I told Joe that Professor Neorin was a madman, and he heard me," Lily recalled bitterly. The boys stared at her.
"Don't do anything against him." Peter advised. "And pray that no one else does either. Act like you love him and his lessons, and perhaps... perhaps, he will forget you, maybe even forgive you."
"He asked me and Joe to assist him in the next lesson."
"Don't go." Sirius replied.
"It's not like he will forget me if I don't come. It's better I go this time and get it over with, instead of waiting until he starts with the Unforgivable Curses. If I am really lucky, nothing worse will happen than that he makes my life a living hell." Lily stated.
"He will make your life a living hell," James smirked, "Nice work, Evans, two bad enemies this fast. If you think before you talk, you might live to see your kids grow up," Lily hated the way he sounded, like he was the ruler of the world and never did anything wrong. She was about to tell him something nasty, but the gang had left the room. Well, it was probably better that way. She didn't make for a very nice boy and it wasn't like she needed more problems than she already had. Besides, she didn't want James Potter angrier with her than he already was.
She went up to get Joe so that they could get to Transfiguration.
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Even though Lily hadn't been at Hogwarts for a long time, she knew that Transfiguration was one of her worst subjects. The Charms professor helped her and explained what to do when she couldn't manage in Charms, because of her lack in magic, and that actually went fairly well. But in Transfiguration she just couldn't do what she should. She tried and tried, and when it still wouldn't work, Professor McGonagall got angry. She had no patience at all with Lily. Lily always had Joe do the spells before she tried, so she could look how he did it and maybe get the spell right. Sometimes she even had success.
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After lunch they would have another lesson in flying. Even though they never got to fly, it was one of Lily's favourite classes, since there wasn't too much magic involved, and they got to be outside.
Today was the day Lily had longed for. They would finally get to fly. On her way to class she was thinking that the person who still wasn't able to grip his or her broom almost deserved to fall off.
They had special flying robes, that wouldn't get destroyed if the wearer fell down in the mud, or in the lake, which had happened to Frank Longbottom in his first year.
"Has anyone forgotten their flying robes?" The teacher asked. Thomas rose his hand. He ran back to fetch his robes, and the others went into the dressing-rooms, girls in one, boys in another.
Lily went into the dressing room, and threw off the robe she wore over her regular clothes. She thought about flying. She snapped back to reality when she heard a scream, and a skirt and two blouses were thrown at her. She looked up. All the girls were screaming. She wondered why, as she got dragged out of the room by the professor. It was when he started yelling at her that she remembered that she was supposed to be a boy. At first she blushed, but then she grinned at him, a grin hinting that she found the whole thing very amusing.
".thought better of you, Leonard. Now, you won't get to fly this lesson, and I hoped you learned your lesson." Lily was perplexed. She wouldn't get to fly? Her protests were quite lame. She had no actual excuse except 'Didn't you do anything like this when you were young, professor?' Unexpectedly, he got a dreamy look on his face, and allowed her to fly with the others, if she promised not to do 'that' again.
She ran into the dressing room, the boys' room this time.
"Cool, Leo," the other boys greeted her. "Why didn't you tell me?" Philip asked. She gave them the same grin as she had given the professor. They grinned back at her, and went out. She quickly changed clothes, in case one of the other boys came back to fetch something, and saw what she feared most would happen: that she wasn't really a boy at all, but a girl.
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Well, that was it. Now, review. Review, review, review, review.
Swimade333: Maybe you could say that he favoured the girls, but he just did that because he thought that girls were not as strong as boys, not as good.
I'll try to update faster, I'll really try. And, the more reviews I get, the faster I'll update.
Disclaimer: If I was JK Rowling, no one would know about HP, because:
1. I would never write it
2. Even if I wrote it, I would never finish it
3. If I finished it I would never show it to anyone
4. If I showed it to my friends, they would laugh at me, and tell me to go to hell
5. If my friends told me it was good, I wouldn't believe them and go to hell anyway.
6. If I believed them, and sent the book to a publisher, they would laugh at me and bite my head off
7. If they really published the book, no one would read it, because it wouldn't be written in English
8. Even if people read the book, they wouldn't like it, because I can't write like JK Rowling, and after w while I would start to hate the characters and kill all of them.
So, you see, I am not JK Rowling, and therefore I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, persons, places, words or ideas in this fic.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
James Potter and his friends were standing behind a couch that had its back turned to Lily. She quickly closed her mouth.
"Let me guess, you just had a lesson in Defence Against the Dark Arts?" Sirius Black guessed. Lily nodded.
"Your first?" James Potter asked. She nodded once again, not knowing what else to do. Lily couldn't help but wonder where this conversation was going. "Fun?" He grinned, quite meanly. She didn't say or do anything.
"Seems like you are one of the few who dares to say what you think about him. Your friend doesn't seem to be one of them." Remus Lupin stated.
"He is a madman, sadist and sexist," Lily said, glaring at them, then, as an afterthought, "And most of all, a madman."
"You think? There is probably a very misunderstood, sensible, lost child somewhere deep inside that cold hears of his," He is probably a very misunderstood, sensible, lost child, somewhere deep inside," Peter Pettigrew reasoned. Lily prayed that he was joking.
"He has no right at all to do that. Why doesn't anyone tell Dumbledore?" Lily questioned.
"No one dares. If Neorin found out, that student would be as good as dead. So, the question is, what are you going to do about it?" Sirius Black asked.
"What *can* I do?" Lily snapped, "Have you any ideas? If you do, please enlighten me! I'd love to hear how the famous Marauders would work their way out of this one, using their ever-so-witty ways."
"Whoa, there! No need to get snappy! We're just trying to help," Remus defended, "None of us are fond of him either."
"Well, whatever you are going to do, make sure he doesn't notice you are the one doing it." James Potter advised her. She thought he was an idiot. Like she didn't understand that she could be caught.
"You can prank him." Remus supplied, sounding far more helpful. "But make sure he can't guess that you are the one doing it. Act like you find his lessons very interesting, and do as he says. When he can't see you, then you'll prank him. For example, by hiding animals in his bag. He hates animals. He is smart, but he thinks very high of himself. If he doesn't suspect you he won't hurt you."
"He thinks this Ravenclaw boy in our class is the one who pranks him. Poor guy. Sirius said, almost sounding sorry for the boy.
"Poor me. I told Joe that Professor Neorin was a madman, and he heard me," Lily recalled bitterly. The boys stared at her.
"Don't do anything against him." Peter advised. "And pray that no one else does either. Act like you love him and his lessons, and perhaps... perhaps, he will forget you, maybe even forgive you."
"He asked me and Joe to assist him in the next lesson."
"Don't go." Sirius replied.
"It's not like he will forget me if I don't come. It's better I go this time and get it over with, instead of waiting until he starts with the Unforgivable Curses. If I am really lucky, nothing worse will happen than that he makes my life a living hell." Lily stated.
"He will make your life a living hell," James smirked, "Nice work, Evans, two bad enemies this fast. If you think before you talk, you might live to see your kids grow up," Lily hated the way he sounded, like he was the ruler of the world and never did anything wrong. She was about to tell him something nasty, but the gang had left the room. Well, it was probably better that way. She didn't make for a very nice boy and it wasn't like she needed more problems than she already had. Besides, she didn't want James Potter angrier with her than he already was.
She went up to get Joe so that they could get to Transfiguration.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Even though Lily hadn't been at Hogwarts for a long time, she knew that Transfiguration was one of her worst subjects. The Charms professor helped her and explained what to do when she couldn't manage in Charms, because of her lack in magic, and that actually went fairly well. But in Transfiguration she just couldn't do what she should. She tried and tried, and when it still wouldn't work, Professor McGonagall got angry. She had no patience at all with Lily. Lily always had Joe do the spells before she tried, so she could look how he did it and maybe get the spell right. Sometimes she even had success.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After lunch they would have another lesson in flying. Even though they never got to fly, it was one of Lily's favourite classes, since there wasn't too much magic involved, and they got to be outside.
Today was the day Lily had longed for. They would finally get to fly. On her way to class she was thinking that the person who still wasn't able to grip his or her broom almost deserved to fall off.
They had special flying robes, that wouldn't get destroyed if the wearer fell down in the mud, or in the lake, which had happened to Frank Longbottom in his first year.
"Has anyone forgotten their flying robes?" The teacher asked. Thomas rose his hand. He ran back to fetch his robes, and the others went into the dressing-rooms, girls in one, boys in another.
Lily went into the dressing room, and threw off the robe she wore over her regular clothes. She thought about flying. She snapped back to reality when she heard a scream, and a skirt and two blouses were thrown at her. She looked up. All the girls were screaming. She wondered why, as she got dragged out of the room by the professor. It was when he started yelling at her that she remembered that she was supposed to be a boy. At first she blushed, but then she grinned at him, a grin hinting that she found the whole thing very amusing.
".thought better of you, Leonard. Now, you won't get to fly this lesson, and I hoped you learned your lesson." Lily was perplexed. She wouldn't get to fly? Her protests were quite lame. She had no actual excuse except 'Didn't you do anything like this when you were young, professor?' Unexpectedly, he got a dreamy look on his face, and allowed her to fly with the others, if she promised not to do 'that' again.
She ran into the dressing room, the boys' room this time.
"Cool, Leo," the other boys greeted her. "Why didn't you tell me?" Philip asked. She gave them the same grin as she had given the professor. They grinned back at her, and went out. She quickly changed clothes, in case one of the other boys came back to fetch something, and saw what she feared most would happen: that she wasn't really a boy at all, but a girl.
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Well, that was it. Now, review. Review, review, review, review.