Chapter 7
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POP!! In front of the fireplace, hanging in mid-air, was Professor Dumbledore's head. Lily and James jumped [apart] at the sound, blushing profusely. James couldn't help but think ~Excellent timing Professor. My dream was about to come true!~ The professor was looking off into space, humming. The twinkle in his eye was up.
"Professor, what. . . uh. . . can we help you?" James asked hesitantly. It's not everyday that your Headmaster's head hangs in front of your fireplace.
"Your presence is needed in my office, if you don't mind. Bring everything you need for your classes with you, please." The two teens nodded, and Dumbledore smiled at them. With another pop, he disappeared.
Silence hung thick in the living area, as James and Lily, both embarrassed and unsure, looked anywhere but at each other. Finally, James, not able to stand the silence and the tension any longer, looked at Lily, and smiled a little. "I guess we'd better get our stuff. We'll probably be late if we don't hurry."
Lily smiled with relief, glad that he'd broken the silence and said something sensible. Not able to trust her voice, she simply nodded and moved to disentangle herself from James. When she reached the bottom of her staircase, she looked back at James, who was walking toward his own room. "James," she began, wanting to ask about what had happened. Instead, she said, "Thank you, for last night. I needed that." He smiled softly at her, and said. "I needed it too. Thank you," and went up to his room. Lily, confused and a little regretful, did the same.
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When James and Lily reached Dumbledore's office, the Headmaster was sitting at his desk, and two other students, a boy and a girl, were sitting in the chairs in front of him. "Ah, Lily, James," Professor Dumbledore said as they entered. The two students in front of him turned, and neither James nor Lily recognized them.
"These two are Gabriel and Alexandria O'Briar. They are transfer students from Durmstrang- their parents didn't approve of the teachings there." ~One point for them~ James thought, having bad memories of Durmstrang graduates. "As Hogwart's Head students, I'm asking you to escort them around for a day or two, to get them acquainted with our school." Lily and James nodded, and Dumbledore turned to Gabriel and Alexandria. "James and Lily are the best students in this school, and you can be assured that if you have any questions, you may ask them." They nodded, but both looked a little nervous.
"Professor Dumbledore," Lily spoke up, "what House are they in?" Dumbledore smiled and nodded. "They have not been Sorted yet, and I thank you for reminding me, Lily." Gabriel and Alexandria looked confused. "Sorted, Professor?" Alexandria asked, in a voice soft as the wind. "It is painless, I promise," Dumbledore assured her. "James, if you don't mind, could you fetch our dear Sorting Hat from its shelf over there?"
James obliged, and handed the Hat to Gabriel, who looked at it with confusion written on his face. "Just put it on, and the Hat will tell you where you belong. It's never wrong, you know," Lily said. Hesitating for a moment, Gabriel did as he was told. After a brief moment, the Hat announced, "Gryffindor!" though not as loud as usual. Gabriel took it off, and handed it to Alexandria, who did the same. "Gryffindor!" the Hat said clearly.
"If we may ask, Professor, what is Gryffindor?" Alexandria said. "Hogwart's students are divided into four Houses. These Houses are where students stay there entire time at Hogwarts. The Houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each House has it's own certain qualities. Gryffindor is known for its bravery; Hufflepuff for its loyalty; Ravenclaw for its cleverness; and Slytherin for its cunning," Dumbledore said. "Among other things. . .Slytherin, I mean," James spoke up.
Dumbledore continued, "James and Lily are both in Gryffindor, but they do not stay in its Tower, because they are Head students. Gryffindor Tower will be your home from now until you graduate, unless something comes up to prevent that. Now, I believe that all of you are late for your classes, and have missed breakfast. I will inform your Professor of the reason, and you have permission to stop by the kitchens. I'm certain James knows where they are-," James grinned, not looking guilty at all. "Very well. Off you go then," Dumbledore finished, dismissing them.
The four students left the room and descended the staircase, James and Lily in the lead. When they stood outside the stone gargoyle, no one said anything for a moment. It was Lily who broke the awkward silence. "Well," she said, "I suppose it would be a good idea to compare our schedules so that we know who goes where, so that we can help you guys." James grinned, and shook his head. "Lily, Lily, Lily. Always the practical one. But I guess you're right in this case."
As Gabriel and Alexandria got out their schedules, James looked at his watch, and swore. When the other three looked at him in puzzlement, he said, "We've got Double Potions this morning. That means, no matter how hard we try, we wont be able to get out of it. At least, Lily and me have Double Potions. What about you two?" Alexandria studied her schedule, and nodded an affirmative. "Us, too. Is that bad?" she asked.
"Yes, it's bad. Professor Kay, the Potions professor, *hates* Gryffindors. She's the Head of Slytherin," Lily said. "And, just so you know, Professor MacGonagall, the Tranfiguration professor, is the Head of Gryffindor; Professor Flitwick, the Charms professor, is the Head of Ravenclaw, and Professor Sprout, the Herbology professor, is the Head of Hufflepuff."
James continued, "We have House ghosts, as well. Sir Nicholas DeMimsy Porpington (A/N: I'm not sure if I got that right or not), or Nearly Headless Nick, is the Gryffindor ghost. The Bloody Baron is Slytherin's, the Gray Lady is Ravenclaw's, and the Fat Friar is Hufflepuff's. And speaking of ghosts. . ." James pointed, and the new students turned. Gliding toward them were two ghosts. One was a bearded man with a ruffle collar about his neck, and the other was a pleasant looking man with an ample belly.
"Hello, young Mr. Potter!" greeted Nick cheerfully. "Up to more mischief?" he asked. James grinned, and replied, "Nope, not at the moment. With Lily here, I couldn't be. It's Head Duties this time." James waved a hand to the boy and girl in front of him, and Nick and the Fat Friar smiled warmly. "New students, eh?" the Fat Friar commented. "Welcome to Hogwarts. What House, may I ask?" Alexandria spoke, for both of them, "Gryffindor." Nick's smile widened. "Well, that's good news! You'll like it."
Alexandria opened her mouth, seeming hesitant to ask a question. Lily noticed, and said, "Go on, ask. None here will bite." She smiled. "Why are you called 'Nearly Headless Nick'?" Nick sighed. "It always comes to that," he said, and yanked on his ear. Both Gabriel and Alexandria gasped as Nick's head came to rest on his shoulder. "Well, now you know. And once again, welcome to Hogwarts." The two ghosts then swept off.
"James, we really need to get going. Since you're the only one here who know where the kitchens are, lead the way," Lily said. James grinned, saying, "Right you are, Lils. Follow me." James strode down the corridor. When they reached the painting of the fruit bowl, James stopped. The new students stared at him curiously, and Lily watched patiently. James reached out and tickled the pear, which began to giggle before it turned into a doorknob. Following James, they stepped into the kitchens.
James stumbled when a small body slammed into his legs. "Mr. Potter has come to see Mitsy, and so soon after last time, sir!" the house elf squealed. James laughed. "Actually, Mits, we missed breakfast, and were wondering if you could help us out. Seeing you is definitely a plus, though." Mitsy beamed, and scurried off to get the four students breakfast.
They sat at a table, and four house elves came up and placed hot plates of bacon, eggs, toast and pumpkin juice in front of them. "Thanks, Mitsy," James said, and then looked at Gabriel and Alexandria. Both Lily and James studied them.
Alexandria was a little taller than Lily. Her eyes were a deep, riveting blue, and her lashes were long. She had perfectly arched eyebrows. Her hair was a dark auburn, beautifully thick and long. Her figure was curvy and lithe. It was almost as if she was holding something back, for there was a wary vibe surrounding her.
Gabe looked much like her. His eyes were the same blue, his hair the same auburn, only styled like any other guy would have it. He was tall and lean; definitely eye candy for the girls. Both had high cheekbones and a determined set to their jaws.
"So. . .," James started. "How are we going to do this?"
"Well, I guess we should start off with a nice, get-to-know-each-other conversation. What do you say?" Alex stated. Lily smiled. "That sounds good to me. Why don't you two start?" she said. Alexandria smiled, and nodded. She looked to Gabriel, who nodded. He hadn't said a word as of yet.
"As Dumbledore said, I'm Alexandria O'Briar, and he's Gabriel O'Briar. We're fraternal twins," she said. "Interesting," Lily commented. Alexandria continued. "'Alexandria' and 'Gabriel' are a mouthful, so we prefer being called Alex and Gabe." James nodded, and then asked, "Well, that's great and all, but, Gabe, you haven't said anything since Lily and I first saw you."
Gabe's smile was slow and lazy. His voice, when he spoke, was deep, musical, and almost hypnotizing. "As twins, Alex and I are closer than normal siblings. Despite that, we are as different as night and day. She's more outgoing than I am, and I prefer to stay out of people's way. So, she talks for the both of us."
Lily thought, ~He must be really good at it. From the way he looks, he's going to have his own fan club by the end of the week.~ Out loud, she said, "Well, I suppose that's enough for right now. Do you want James and I to tell you a little about us?" The twins nodded.
"James, you go first," Lily said. "What can I tell you about me. . .," James started. Lily rolled her eyes, and grinned in spite of herself. "Well, I'm a good student. I'm top of the class in Transfiguration-it's the only class that Lily's not the top of. I'm captain of the Quidditch team, and I play Chaser. How I got to be Head Boy is beyond me; I'm not a goody-goody. But, here I am," James finished.
Lily started, "I'm a muggle-born witch, and I'm not popular at all. I don't do any extra curricular activities. I don't have time anyway. I don't have many friends, but the ones I do have mean the world to me. James here is my best friend. I've only been friends with him since the beginning of this year, so I'll let you do the math. If you guys are looking to make a bunch of friends, don't come to me." Lily looked down at her almost empty plate, ashamed that she had so little of importance to tell them.
James said, "She's also the strongest, wisest, smartest, and most compassionate person I know. Not to mention she sings like an angel." Lily blushed, and looked away. Gabe spoke up, saying, "Alex and I don't make friends easily. It's become. . .very hard for us to trust anyone." Both Lily and James looked at them curiously, but didn't ask. Everyone has his or her secrets.
James glanced at his watch again, and said, "Well, I guess we'd better get going. Do you guys have your things?" Alex and Gabe nodded. "Then lets go," Lily said. "Potions. Oh boy."
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When the four reached the dungeons, Professor Kay sneered, and said, "An hour late, are we? You four are lucky the Headmaster informed me; else all of you would be facing a week of detentions. And we don't want that, do we, on our first day?" Gabe and Alex glared, taking an immediate disliking to the woman. "Sit back here with us," James muttered. A little more loudly, he said, "The best thing you can do is just ignore her." Kay's nostrils flared. "Ten points from Gryffindor," she spat, and swept to the front of the room.
There were no other chairs at the back, so Lily conjured two extra ones. Sirius hissed, "Where have you been all morning?" to his friend. Peter and Remus looked equally curious. "I'll tell you at lunch," James replied. "For now, Sirius, this is Alexandria O'Briar, and her twin, Gabriel O'Briar. Better known as Alex and Gabe. You two," here James pointed to each of his friends as he introduced them. "This is Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. Together, we are known as the Marauders." Alex looked curious, and Gabe raised his eyebrows. "Marauders?" Alex asked.
"They're the school pranksters," Lily said. "Their mission: to utterly humiliate and degrade any Slytherin who deserves it; namely, Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy." Sirius grinned. "Well said, Lily dearest, well said!"
Kay snapped, "If you seven are finished, maybe you could join us and complete this potion. And another 15 points from your House for interrupting my class!" They glared, but did as they were told. "I don't like her," the twins said in unison. "Then you must be a true Gryffindor," Remus said. "And, welcome to Hogwarts."
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At lunch, they sat at the usual place for the Marauders, with the addition of Alex and Gabe. "So," Sirius asked, "What brings you two here during your seventh year? It's kind of unusual, don't you think?" Alex answered, saying, "Something happened at Durmstrang." That's all she gave. Sirius raised a questioning eyebrow at her vague answer, but didn't push it.
Everyone was examining the twins, and most of the girls were finding excuses to walk by their table in order to wave and giggle flirtatiously at Gabe. Guys were openly staring at Alex, who was fidgeting nervously. Gabe was glaring at both sexes, especially the guys who were checking his sister out. "Do people at Hogwarts always stare so?" Alex asked. "Only when the person they're staring at is extremely easy on the eyes." This was Sirius, who was studying the two curiously, wondering why she was so nervous. "Don't worry, they'll ease up once they're used to you."
Lily asked, "I have Ancient Runes next, so James and I will separate. Where do you guys go next?" Grateful for the change of subject, Alex and Gabe pulled out their schedules. "I have Ancient Runes next," Alex said. "I have Divination," was Gabe's answer. They looked at each other, not liking the idea of being separated. "So, Gabe will go with us, and Alex will go with Lils," James said. "What do you two have after Ancient Runes?" he asked. Alex said, "I've got Charms, then Herbology." Her brother said, "I've got Muggle Studies and Arithmancy." James nodded. "Then Gabe will stay with us till dinner, and Alex with Lily."
"Prongs," Sirius said. "Your escorting these two around is great, but you will be there tonight, wont you?" James looked at him like he was crazy. "Of course I will Padfoot. I wouldn't desert Moony when he needs me for anyone. I'll be in the dorm as soon as I can manage it tonight." Tonight was the full moon. Remus hadn't said anything; it took too much effort. His skin was sickly pale, and his eyes looked sunken. James grasped his friend's shoulder in a silent exchange. Remus smiled up at him, once again thankful for their support.
"We should get going," Lily said. She didn't like Remus' look, but knew he wouldn't tell her anything. She'd noticed he was sick often, almost regularly, and whenever she said anything about it, he would change the subject. As they all stood up, she pulled James back a minute. "What's wrong with Remus?" she asked worriedly. James hesitated, not wanting to lie to her. "Lily. . . I can't say. Remus will tell you when he's ready." Lily nodded, understanding. "Ok. Just let him know I'm here for him if he needs me." James smiled. "Let's go."
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After Ancient Runes, Lily told Alex to wait for her outside the classroom. "I need to ask the Professor something." When Alex did so, Lily walked up to Professor Kena. "Professor Kena," she started. "Call me Evelien outside the classroom, Lily," the elf interrupted. Lily smiled. "Evelien, I have a question. I haven't had much time to study that book you gave me; I've been really busy. Last night though, I had a vision. It didn't make sense, because what it was telling me seems impossible. Could it have been a mistake?"
Evelien looked thoughtful. "Often, my visions are wrong. However, there is a difference. You are Calaelen; I am Melwasul. Your visions are of the past, mine of the future. Visions of the future are always subject to change, because what happens in the future depends on the choices people make. However, the past has already happened, so nothing can change it. Therefore, a vision of yours could not be mistaken." After a moment of silence, she said, "There is also the small-very small- chance that it was a mere dream, not a vision."
Lily sighed. "I guess the only way I can figure anything out is to find some time to study." She smiled grimly. "It's times like this I feel alone." Evelien touched Lily's cheek. "You have James," she reminded the girl softly. Lily smiled, "Yeah, I do," she said. "Well, I guess I'd better get to my next class. Thank you, Evelien." Evelien smiled, and nodded, watching Lily walk out.
"-I could take points from your House, for simply standing around." Lily knew that voice. Her face hardened. As she stepped out into the hall, she saw Alex backed up against the wall, with Lucius Malfoy standing in front of her menacingly. "And I could report you and have your badge taken from you, Malfoy," Lily spat. "As Head Girl, I have more authority than you. And I'm telling you now; you just cost your House twenty points. If you don't get to class, *now*, I will take off more." Lucius glared at Lily, before he turned and swept off to his class.
"Bloody Slytherin git," Lily muttered under her breath. Facing Alex, she asked, "Are you ok? You don't look so good." She didn't. Her skin was pale and sweaty; her eyes wide open with fright. Lily, concerned, wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Lucius is an ass, and the next time he says something to you, hex him. Neither James nor I will take points from you." Alex was trembling. "What else did he say to you?" Lily asked, fearing the worst. "Alex, tell me. I can help."
Alex took a deep breath, and said, "It was nothing. I just. . .it was nothing." Lily didn't believe her, but wasn't going to force her to tell her. "Well, if you need to talk to someone, I'm here." Alex nodded, relaxing a bit. "We've got Charms next. That's my favorite class. You'll like Professor Flitwick," Lily said. Alex smiled. It was a weak one, but a smile nonetheless. "Then let's go. We won't see the guys till dinner, will we?" she asked. Lily shook her head. "If we've got Charms and Herbology next, and they've got Muggle Studies and Arithmancy, we won't even pass each other in the halls."
Alex sighed. "Oh, well. Guess we'll have to get used to it." Lily thought, ~She and her brother must be *really* close.~
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With the guys
They had all pretty much slept through Divination. As usual. When they were walking towards Muggle Studies, Gabe suddenly tensed. James sensed the sudden change in emotion and asked, "What's wrong?" Gabe muttered through clenched teeth, worry written across his face, "Something's wrong with Alex." After a tense moment or two, he relaxed, barely, and breathed a sigh of relief. James wanted to ask how he knew his twins emotions, but it was obvious the two were close.
They passed a group of Hufflepuffs, who blushed and giggled. "Hey James," one said. He ignored her. "Hey, Sirius," another one called. Sirius shot a grin over his shoulder as his friends rolled his eyes. Marcy Danahope was ahead of them. "Hey Gabriel," she murmured seductively. He glared at her. Her sultry smile faltered at his hostility.
"Whoa, man, what's with the glare?" Sirius asked. "I dislike people who try to get to me because of my looks," Gabriel answered. "But she's hot," Sirius said slowly, as if he were talking to a child. "She's a slut," Gabe said frankly. "I second that," Remus commented weakly. James clapped Gabe on the shoulder. "Ignore Sirius. He's known around the school for his relationships with the girls, but he's a nice guy all the same."
"James used to be the same way, but he hasn't had a girlfriend in, like, a month or two," Peter commented absently. Sirius threw in his two cents, saying, "That was around the time you met our dearest Lily, wasn't it, Prongs?" James glared at his best friend. "Shut *up*, Padfoot. You know there is nothing going on." Sirius just laughed.
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When they were finally dismissed for dinner, Gabe couldn't seem to get to the Great Hall fast enough. His sister's sudden fear earlier had been nagging him all day. When he finally saw her, he rushed to her. Framing her face with his palms, searching her eyes, eyes that mirrored his own, for any sign of what made her so scared. "What happened?" he asked. She shook her head. "Some guy named Lucius Malfoy was. . . threatening me while Lily was talking to Professor Kena. I overreacted; it was nothing." Gabe pulled her into a comforting hug, saying, "It wasn't nothing, and you know it."
James came up behind Lily, asking her the same question. "Malfoy," was all the explanation he needed. "I hate him, you know," she commented. James smiled. "So do I, Lils."
"Guys, I think I'm going to go upstairs and lay down for a while," Remus said quietly. "Do you want one of us to go with you, Moony?" James asked. Remus shook his head. "No, you go on. I'll be fine." Looking after their friends retreating back, Sirius, James, and Peter once more thought of how much Remus didn't deserve this. "How long?" Peter asked, so only the other two would hear. "We've got four hours," Sirius answered, just as quietly.
After dinner, Gabe and Alex followed James, Lily, Sirius, and Peter up to the Gryffindor Tower. "Dancing faeries," Sirius told the Fat Lady, and she swung open. "Welcome to our home," Sirius said proudly, sweeping an arm wide to encompass the Common Room. "Alex, you'll be staying in the girls dormitories. Gabe, you'll be staying with us."
"Alex, come with me. I'll show you to your room now. I don't like to stay here any longer than I have to," Lily said. She was nervous about having to face the other girls again. Walking up the steps slowly, with Alex in tow, she told herself, ~They might not even be there. It's early yet.~ When she reached the seventh year girls dormitories, she turned to Alex. "This is the Seventh Years' dorm. You'll probably be sleeping in my bed," Lily said.
Opening the door, Lily braced herself. Yep, Marcy Danahope and her little group of followers were there, gossiping. Lily led Alex in, toward the empty bed. "This one is yours. The bathroom is across the hall. All your stuff is here, so you don't have to worry about that. Any questions?" Alex nodded. "Why don't you like it here?" she asked. Lily winced as the other girls sniggered behind them. "You'll find out soon enough, I suppose," she said. "Now, I've got to go back to my own room." Alex interrupted her. "I'll go down with you, at least," she said. Lily nodded, forcing back tears as she heard someone mutter, "The little slut. Can't she see James doesn't want anything to do with *her*? She's a freak."
When they were safely downstairs, the guys were already back down, sitting in armchairs in front of the fire. Lily didn't stop walking; she had to get out of here, and she didn't want them to see her cry. They would think her weak.
"Lily?" James called after her. "Lily, wait up!" She continued walking. "What happened?" James asked Alex. "Some girl was teasing her, I think," Alex answered. "Damn it," James swore. "I'll meet you guys here at ten," he said, before hurrying after Lily. As he swept off, his friends looked at each other. "Suuure," Sirius said. "Nothing's going on."
"Will she be ok?" Gabe asked. "I hope so," Alex said under her breath. She liked Lily. She was nice, smart, helpful, and didn't judge. Sirius said, "Lily is different from other girls. She doesn't giggle or blush when James shows up, and she's smart. Her hair isn't bleach blonde, and her face isn't coated in make-up." He sighed. "So, the other girls tease her about it. Shame, really. She's a great girl."
"James and her seem to be very close," was Gabe's quiet comment. Sirius said, "Yeah. It almost makes me jealous, the bond they have. None of us even know how they met; he just woke up one morning, and was eating breakfast with her when we got in. It's weird."
"Does she have *any* girl- friends?" Alex asked. After a moment of thought, Sirius answered, "No." Alex frowned. Her instincts told her that Marcy and her group were not the nicest people to be around. The way they treated the girl who had helped her get through the first day at a new school confirmed it. As a girl, Alex had always wanted a friend. At Durmstrang, the rule was 'each to his own'. And then, there was that night. . . Alex shook her head, determined not to think about *that*. Here, at Hogwarts, she had a chance to start over. And Alex wanted to be Lily's friend.
Gabe sensed his sister's thoughts. "I agree with you completely, sis. She is a nice girl," he said. He took her hand in his. "But, from what I've seen and heard, it will be as hard for her to trust you as it will be for you to trust her. Be careful." Alex smiled, and hugged her brother. "Gabe, dear, it wouldn't hurt for you to open up a bit, either. I love you more than life itself, and I understand that it's in your nature to push people away, but you don't have to push *everyone* away." She looked around at the guys who were looking at them strangely. "We've always had each other," she said softly. "And we always will, but I'm a girl, and I think you need a guys companionship," she finished. Gabe sighed, knowing she was right. "We're growing up," he whispered in her ear as he held her tight, afraid of losing her. "Yes," she whispered back. "But change isn't always bad."
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As soon as Lily was out of the portrait hole, she took off running. ~Why?~ she thought. ~Why can't I be normal? I'll never have anyone to love me; I'm too strange. And James will see that soon enough; he'll leave me because I'm a freak.~ Petunia's voice entered her thoughts. ~He'll be better off when he does.~ she thought, still running.
"Lily! Lily, stop!" James called. As much as she didn't like it, Lily wasn't anywhere near as physically fit as James was. She was also hysterical. So, James easily caught up with her. He grabbed her arm, stopping her. "Lily, what happened? What's wrong?" She looked up at him, and all of a sudden burst into tears. She tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let her, and she didn't have the energy left. "James, let me go," she managed between sobs. "You don't want anything to do with me! Please, just let me go!"
James forced her to look at him. "All right, Lily, take a deep breath." She did. "Now, tell me where this idea that I don't want anything to do with you came from." Lily collapsed onto the stone floor, trying to push away from him. "Oh, no you don't, Lily Evans," he said. "You're not going anywhere, not until you tell me what's gotten into you!" He knelt next to her trembling form, feeling an overwhelming, shocking urge to protect, hold, and comfort.
"She said that I was a slut, and that you wouldn't want anything to do with me. She. . . she said that you'd see what a freak I was, and then leave me," Lily was mumbling frantically. "And she's right. How can she not be, after six years of reminding me constantly how abnormal I was, and now I find out I'm a Calaelen, which makes me even *more* abnormal! Not to mention I'm ugly as sin. Why would anyone want to come within 20 feet of me?!"
~Ok, James, take a deep breath. Violence is *not* the way to solve things,~ James told himself as pictures of a bloody Marcy Danahope flitted through his mind. He sighed. "Lily," he said, pulling her against his chest. She stiffened. "Everything you've ever heard from Marcy Danahope's mouth has been a lie. You are an amazing person. You're *not* a freak; don't you ever think it. Your gift makes you special; not weird or abnormal." James recalled Lily saying Marcy had told her she was ugly. His blood boiled. "And if anyone ever tells you you're ugly, they must be blind, because you are beautiful." Lily's frame froze in shock.
"You. . . you think I'm beautiful?" she asked hesitantly. James placed a finger under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his. "No. I *know* you're beautiful. I've known ever since I saw you that night in the Astronomy Tower, looking up at the stars." He smiled. "I remember the first thing that came to my mind. I thought you looked like a fallen angel. Now I'm convinced of it."
Needless to say, Lily was confused. "You're lying. I've been on this Earth for 17 years, and no one has ever told I'm beautiful, or even pretty. They always tell me I'm ugly. My hair is too red, my eyes too green, stuff like that," she told him. He was staring at her. "Well then. Let me look at you, Lillian Evans, from a completely objective point of view," he said, pulling her to her feet. His gaze was intense as he studied her face, and a blush stained her cheeks.
"Nope, I can't see anything but beauty here. Do want me to start a list?" he asked her, in all seriousness. Lily shook her head frantically, not wanting to make a fool of herself. "James. . .," she said, not knowing what to do. "Shhhhhhh," he said, placing a finger on her lips. "You are one of my best friends, Lily, and the closest I've ever been to a girl. You're. . . different. I value that. And if Marcy or anyone else says anything to you, tell me, because I *hate* it when you're upset."
James looked at her, just looked at her, in the silence that followed. Her skin, which was pale by day, glowed in the moonlight that fell through the open window above them. Her hair was shining, and her eyes were moist, confused, and beautiful. Full red lips, long, wet lashes, and a dusting of freckles across her nose. Her body was curvaceous and small. In the cool hallway, her sent floated towards him, smelling of chamomile and cleanliness. The desire to kiss her was strong, but he suppressed it, feeling a person like him was not worthy of her.
Lily studied James as intently as he studied her. His hair was as messy as ever, and a lock of it had fallen across his forehead. His wire-frame glasses did little to hide the stunning grey of his eyes. Smoky and outlined in black, they reminded her of storm clouds. His mouth was perfect, as was the rest of his face. His body was tall and muscular, from years of Quidditch. He smelled of after-shave and mint. ~Do all guys have the same effect on girls?~ Lily thought vaguely, wondering why she felt warm all of a sudden.
"Come on Lils," he said. "It's time for you to go to bed." They started off down the hall. James reached for her hand, and laced his fingers through hers. When they reached their rooms, Earane looked at them knowingly. As the portrait melted away, the Lady looked at them and smiled.
James went with her up to her room, and waited outside the bathroom while she changed. Forcing himself not to openly stare as she stepped out in pajama pants and a fitting top, he pulled the covers back. She crawled under, and he tucked the blankets around her chin.
"James?" she asked quietly. "Hmmm?" he replied, brushing a stray lock of curly hair out of her eyes and tucking it behind her ear. "Will you leave me?" she asked. Fear of being alone was evident in her eyes. "Lily, look at me. *I will not leave you.* You mean too much to me," he said firmly and sincerely.
She smiled, satisfied. "Thank you."
He stayed with her until he was sure she was asleep. As he slipped out of her room, and started toward the Tower where his other friend needed him, he came to a realization that stopped him in his tracks.
He was falling for Lily Evans.
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Ok people. It's done. 12 ½ pages on word. This is the longest chapter I've written yet. I apologize that it took so long. I'll have the next one out as soon as possible. I could probably start on it now, if it weren't for the fact that I'm tired. Thanx to all my reviewers; don't stop now!
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POP!! In front of the fireplace, hanging in mid-air, was Professor Dumbledore's head. Lily and James jumped [apart] at the sound, blushing profusely. James couldn't help but think ~Excellent timing Professor. My dream was about to come true!~ The professor was looking off into space, humming. The twinkle in his eye was up.
"Professor, what. . . uh. . . can we help you?" James asked hesitantly. It's not everyday that your Headmaster's head hangs in front of your fireplace.
"Your presence is needed in my office, if you don't mind. Bring everything you need for your classes with you, please." The two teens nodded, and Dumbledore smiled at them. With another pop, he disappeared.
Silence hung thick in the living area, as James and Lily, both embarrassed and unsure, looked anywhere but at each other. Finally, James, not able to stand the silence and the tension any longer, looked at Lily, and smiled a little. "I guess we'd better get our stuff. We'll probably be late if we don't hurry."
Lily smiled with relief, glad that he'd broken the silence and said something sensible. Not able to trust her voice, she simply nodded and moved to disentangle herself from James. When she reached the bottom of her staircase, she looked back at James, who was walking toward his own room. "James," she began, wanting to ask about what had happened. Instead, she said, "Thank you, for last night. I needed that." He smiled softly at her, and said. "I needed it too. Thank you," and went up to his room. Lily, confused and a little regretful, did the same.
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When James and Lily reached Dumbledore's office, the Headmaster was sitting at his desk, and two other students, a boy and a girl, were sitting in the chairs in front of him. "Ah, Lily, James," Professor Dumbledore said as they entered. The two students in front of him turned, and neither James nor Lily recognized them.
"These two are Gabriel and Alexandria O'Briar. They are transfer students from Durmstrang- their parents didn't approve of the teachings there." ~One point for them~ James thought, having bad memories of Durmstrang graduates. "As Hogwart's Head students, I'm asking you to escort them around for a day or two, to get them acquainted with our school." Lily and James nodded, and Dumbledore turned to Gabriel and Alexandria. "James and Lily are the best students in this school, and you can be assured that if you have any questions, you may ask them." They nodded, but both looked a little nervous.
"Professor Dumbledore," Lily spoke up, "what House are they in?" Dumbledore smiled and nodded. "They have not been Sorted yet, and I thank you for reminding me, Lily." Gabriel and Alexandria looked confused. "Sorted, Professor?" Alexandria asked, in a voice soft as the wind. "It is painless, I promise," Dumbledore assured her. "James, if you don't mind, could you fetch our dear Sorting Hat from its shelf over there?"
James obliged, and handed the Hat to Gabriel, who looked at it with confusion written on his face. "Just put it on, and the Hat will tell you where you belong. It's never wrong, you know," Lily said. Hesitating for a moment, Gabriel did as he was told. After a brief moment, the Hat announced, "Gryffindor!" though not as loud as usual. Gabriel took it off, and handed it to Alexandria, who did the same. "Gryffindor!" the Hat said clearly.
"If we may ask, Professor, what is Gryffindor?" Alexandria said. "Hogwart's students are divided into four Houses. These Houses are where students stay there entire time at Hogwarts. The Houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each House has it's own certain qualities. Gryffindor is known for its bravery; Hufflepuff for its loyalty; Ravenclaw for its cleverness; and Slytherin for its cunning," Dumbledore said. "Among other things. . .Slytherin, I mean," James spoke up.
Dumbledore continued, "James and Lily are both in Gryffindor, but they do not stay in its Tower, because they are Head students. Gryffindor Tower will be your home from now until you graduate, unless something comes up to prevent that. Now, I believe that all of you are late for your classes, and have missed breakfast. I will inform your Professor of the reason, and you have permission to stop by the kitchens. I'm certain James knows where they are-," James grinned, not looking guilty at all. "Very well. Off you go then," Dumbledore finished, dismissing them.
The four students left the room and descended the staircase, James and Lily in the lead. When they stood outside the stone gargoyle, no one said anything for a moment. It was Lily who broke the awkward silence. "Well," she said, "I suppose it would be a good idea to compare our schedules so that we know who goes where, so that we can help you guys." James grinned, and shook his head. "Lily, Lily, Lily. Always the practical one. But I guess you're right in this case."
As Gabriel and Alexandria got out their schedules, James looked at his watch, and swore. When the other three looked at him in puzzlement, he said, "We've got Double Potions this morning. That means, no matter how hard we try, we wont be able to get out of it. At least, Lily and me have Double Potions. What about you two?" Alexandria studied her schedule, and nodded an affirmative. "Us, too. Is that bad?" she asked.
"Yes, it's bad. Professor Kay, the Potions professor, *hates* Gryffindors. She's the Head of Slytherin," Lily said. "And, just so you know, Professor MacGonagall, the Tranfiguration professor, is the Head of Gryffindor; Professor Flitwick, the Charms professor, is the Head of Ravenclaw, and Professor Sprout, the Herbology professor, is the Head of Hufflepuff."
James continued, "We have House ghosts, as well. Sir Nicholas DeMimsy Porpington (A/N: I'm not sure if I got that right or not), or Nearly Headless Nick, is the Gryffindor ghost. The Bloody Baron is Slytherin's, the Gray Lady is Ravenclaw's, and the Fat Friar is Hufflepuff's. And speaking of ghosts. . ." James pointed, and the new students turned. Gliding toward them were two ghosts. One was a bearded man with a ruffle collar about his neck, and the other was a pleasant looking man with an ample belly.
"Hello, young Mr. Potter!" greeted Nick cheerfully. "Up to more mischief?" he asked. James grinned, and replied, "Nope, not at the moment. With Lily here, I couldn't be. It's Head Duties this time." James waved a hand to the boy and girl in front of him, and Nick and the Fat Friar smiled warmly. "New students, eh?" the Fat Friar commented. "Welcome to Hogwarts. What House, may I ask?" Alexandria spoke, for both of them, "Gryffindor." Nick's smile widened. "Well, that's good news! You'll like it."
Alexandria opened her mouth, seeming hesitant to ask a question. Lily noticed, and said, "Go on, ask. None here will bite." She smiled. "Why are you called 'Nearly Headless Nick'?" Nick sighed. "It always comes to that," he said, and yanked on his ear. Both Gabriel and Alexandria gasped as Nick's head came to rest on his shoulder. "Well, now you know. And once again, welcome to Hogwarts." The two ghosts then swept off.
"James, we really need to get going. Since you're the only one here who know where the kitchens are, lead the way," Lily said. James grinned, saying, "Right you are, Lils. Follow me." James strode down the corridor. When they reached the painting of the fruit bowl, James stopped. The new students stared at him curiously, and Lily watched patiently. James reached out and tickled the pear, which began to giggle before it turned into a doorknob. Following James, they stepped into the kitchens.
James stumbled when a small body slammed into his legs. "Mr. Potter has come to see Mitsy, and so soon after last time, sir!" the house elf squealed. James laughed. "Actually, Mits, we missed breakfast, and were wondering if you could help us out. Seeing you is definitely a plus, though." Mitsy beamed, and scurried off to get the four students breakfast.
They sat at a table, and four house elves came up and placed hot plates of bacon, eggs, toast and pumpkin juice in front of them. "Thanks, Mitsy," James said, and then looked at Gabriel and Alexandria. Both Lily and James studied them.
Alexandria was a little taller than Lily. Her eyes were a deep, riveting blue, and her lashes were long. She had perfectly arched eyebrows. Her hair was a dark auburn, beautifully thick and long. Her figure was curvy and lithe. It was almost as if she was holding something back, for there was a wary vibe surrounding her.
Gabe looked much like her. His eyes were the same blue, his hair the same auburn, only styled like any other guy would have it. He was tall and lean; definitely eye candy for the girls. Both had high cheekbones and a determined set to their jaws.
"So. . .," James started. "How are we going to do this?"
"Well, I guess we should start off with a nice, get-to-know-each-other conversation. What do you say?" Alex stated. Lily smiled. "That sounds good to me. Why don't you two start?" she said. Alexandria smiled, and nodded. She looked to Gabriel, who nodded. He hadn't said a word as of yet.
"As Dumbledore said, I'm Alexandria O'Briar, and he's Gabriel O'Briar. We're fraternal twins," she said. "Interesting," Lily commented. Alexandria continued. "'Alexandria' and 'Gabriel' are a mouthful, so we prefer being called Alex and Gabe." James nodded, and then asked, "Well, that's great and all, but, Gabe, you haven't said anything since Lily and I first saw you."
Gabe's smile was slow and lazy. His voice, when he spoke, was deep, musical, and almost hypnotizing. "As twins, Alex and I are closer than normal siblings. Despite that, we are as different as night and day. She's more outgoing than I am, and I prefer to stay out of people's way. So, she talks for the both of us."
Lily thought, ~He must be really good at it. From the way he looks, he's going to have his own fan club by the end of the week.~ Out loud, she said, "Well, I suppose that's enough for right now. Do you want James and I to tell you a little about us?" The twins nodded.
"James, you go first," Lily said. "What can I tell you about me. . .," James started. Lily rolled her eyes, and grinned in spite of herself. "Well, I'm a good student. I'm top of the class in Transfiguration-it's the only class that Lily's not the top of. I'm captain of the Quidditch team, and I play Chaser. How I got to be Head Boy is beyond me; I'm not a goody-goody. But, here I am," James finished.
Lily started, "I'm a muggle-born witch, and I'm not popular at all. I don't do any extra curricular activities. I don't have time anyway. I don't have many friends, but the ones I do have mean the world to me. James here is my best friend. I've only been friends with him since the beginning of this year, so I'll let you do the math. If you guys are looking to make a bunch of friends, don't come to me." Lily looked down at her almost empty plate, ashamed that she had so little of importance to tell them.
James said, "She's also the strongest, wisest, smartest, and most compassionate person I know. Not to mention she sings like an angel." Lily blushed, and looked away. Gabe spoke up, saying, "Alex and I don't make friends easily. It's become. . .very hard for us to trust anyone." Both Lily and James looked at them curiously, but didn't ask. Everyone has his or her secrets.
James glanced at his watch again, and said, "Well, I guess we'd better get going. Do you guys have your things?" Alex and Gabe nodded. "Then lets go," Lily said. "Potions. Oh boy."
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When the four reached the dungeons, Professor Kay sneered, and said, "An hour late, are we? You four are lucky the Headmaster informed me; else all of you would be facing a week of detentions. And we don't want that, do we, on our first day?" Gabe and Alex glared, taking an immediate disliking to the woman. "Sit back here with us," James muttered. A little more loudly, he said, "The best thing you can do is just ignore her." Kay's nostrils flared. "Ten points from Gryffindor," she spat, and swept to the front of the room.
There were no other chairs at the back, so Lily conjured two extra ones. Sirius hissed, "Where have you been all morning?" to his friend. Peter and Remus looked equally curious. "I'll tell you at lunch," James replied. "For now, Sirius, this is Alexandria O'Briar, and her twin, Gabriel O'Briar. Better known as Alex and Gabe. You two," here James pointed to each of his friends as he introduced them. "This is Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. Together, we are known as the Marauders." Alex looked curious, and Gabe raised his eyebrows. "Marauders?" Alex asked.
"They're the school pranksters," Lily said. "Their mission: to utterly humiliate and degrade any Slytherin who deserves it; namely, Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy." Sirius grinned. "Well said, Lily dearest, well said!"
Kay snapped, "If you seven are finished, maybe you could join us and complete this potion. And another 15 points from your House for interrupting my class!" They glared, but did as they were told. "I don't like her," the twins said in unison. "Then you must be a true Gryffindor," Remus said. "And, welcome to Hogwarts."
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At lunch, they sat at the usual place for the Marauders, with the addition of Alex and Gabe. "So," Sirius asked, "What brings you two here during your seventh year? It's kind of unusual, don't you think?" Alex answered, saying, "Something happened at Durmstrang." That's all she gave. Sirius raised a questioning eyebrow at her vague answer, but didn't push it.
Everyone was examining the twins, and most of the girls were finding excuses to walk by their table in order to wave and giggle flirtatiously at Gabe. Guys were openly staring at Alex, who was fidgeting nervously. Gabe was glaring at both sexes, especially the guys who were checking his sister out. "Do people at Hogwarts always stare so?" Alex asked. "Only when the person they're staring at is extremely easy on the eyes." This was Sirius, who was studying the two curiously, wondering why she was so nervous. "Don't worry, they'll ease up once they're used to you."
Lily asked, "I have Ancient Runes next, so James and I will separate. Where do you guys go next?" Grateful for the change of subject, Alex and Gabe pulled out their schedules. "I have Ancient Runes next," Alex said. "I have Divination," was Gabe's answer. They looked at each other, not liking the idea of being separated. "So, Gabe will go with us, and Alex will go with Lils," James said. "What do you two have after Ancient Runes?" he asked. Alex said, "I've got Charms, then Herbology." Her brother said, "I've got Muggle Studies and Arithmancy." James nodded. "Then Gabe will stay with us till dinner, and Alex with Lily."
"Prongs," Sirius said. "Your escorting these two around is great, but you will be there tonight, wont you?" James looked at him like he was crazy. "Of course I will Padfoot. I wouldn't desert Moony when he needs me for anyone. I'll be in the dorm as soon as I can manage it tonight." Tonight was the full moon. Remus hadn't said anything; it took too much effort. His skin was sickly pale, and his eyes looked sunken. James grasped his friend's shoulder in a silent exchange. Remus smiled up at him, once again thankful for their support.
"We should get going," Lily said. She didn't like Remus' look, but knew he wouldn't tell her anything. She'd noticed he was sick often, almost regularly, and whenever she said anything about it, he would change the subject. As they all stood up, she pulled James back a minute. "What's wrong with Remus?" she asked worriedly. James hesitated, not wanting to lie to her. "Lily. . . I can't say. Remus will tell you when he's ready." Lily nodded, understanding. "Ok. Just let him know I'm here for him if he needs me." James smiled. "Let's go."
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After Ancient Runes, Lily told Alex to wait for her outside the classroom. "I need to ask the Professor something." When Alex did so, Lily walked up to Professor Kena. "Professor Kena," she started. "Call me Evelien outside the classroom, Lily," the elf interrupted. Lily smiled. "Evelien, I have a question. I haven't had much time to study that book you gave me; I've been really busy. Last night though, I had a vision. It didn't make sense, because what it was telling me seems impossible. Could it have been a mistake?"
Evelien looked thoughtful. "Often, my visions are wrong. However, there is a difference. You are Calaelen; I am Melwasul. Your visions are of the past, mine of the future. Visions of the future are always subject to change, because what happens in the future depends on the choices people make. However, the past has already happened, so nothing can change it. Therefore, a vision of yours could not be mistaken." After a moment of silence, she said, "There is also the small-very small- chance that it was a mere dream, not a vision."
Lily sighed. "I guess the only way I can figure anything out is to find some time to study." She smiled grimly. "It's times like this I feel alone." Evelien touched Lily's cheek. "You have James," she reminded the girl softly. Lily smiled, "Yeah, I do," she said. "Well, I guess I'd better get to my next class. Thank you, Evelien." Evelien smiled, and nodded, watching Lily walk out.
"-I could take points from your House, for simply standing around." Lily knew that voice. Her face hardened. As she stepped out into the hall, she saw Alex backed up against the wall, with Lucius Malfoy standing in front of her menacingly. "And I could report you and have your badge taken from you, Malfoy," Lily spat. "As Head Girl, I have more authority than you. And I'm telling you now; you just cost your House twenty points. If you don't get to class, *now*, I will take off more." Lucius glared at Lily, before he turned and swept off to his class.
"Bloody Slytherin git," Lily muttered under her breath. Facing Alex, she asked, "Are you ok? You don't look so good." She didn't. Her skin was pale and sweaty; her eyes wide open with fright. Lily, concerned, wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Lucius is an ass, and the next time he says something to you, hex him. Neither James nor I will take points from you." Alex was trembling. "What else did he say to you?" Lily asked, fearing the worst. "Alex, tell me. I can help."
Alex took a deep breath, and said, "It was nothing. I just. . .it was nothing." Lily didn't believe her, but wasn't going to force her to tell her. "Well, if you need to talk to someone, I'm here." Alex nodded, relaxing a bit. "We've got Charms next. That's my favorite class. You'll like Professor Flitwick," Lily said. Alex smiled. It was a weak one, but a smile nonetheless. "Then let's go. We won't see the guys till dinner, will we?" she asked. Lily shook her head. "If we've got Charms and Herbology next, and they've got Muggle Studies and Arithmancy, we won't even pass each other in the halls."
Alex sighed. "Oh, well. Guess we'll have to get used to it." Lily thought, ~She and her brother must be *really* close.~
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With the guys
They had all pretty much slept through Divination. As usual. When they were walking towards Muggle Studies, Gabe suddenly tensed. James sensed the sudden change in emotion and asked, "What's wrong?" Gabe muttered through clenched teeth, worry written across his face, "Something's wrong with Alex." After a tense moment or two, he relaxed, barely, and breathed a sigh of relief. James wanted to ask how he knew his twins emotions, but it was obvious the two were close.
They passed a group of Hufflepuffs, who blushed and giggled. "Hey James," one said. He ignored her. "Hey, Sirius," another one called. Sirius shot a grin over his shoulder as his friends rolled his eyes. Marcy Danahope was ahead of them. "Hey Gabriel," she murmured seductively. He glared at her. Her sultry smile faltered at his hostility.
"Whoa, man, what's with the glare?" Sirius asked. "I dislike people who try to get to me because of my looks," Gabriel answered. "But she's hot," Sirius said slowly, as if he were talking to a child. "She's a slut," Gabe said frankly. "I second that," Remus commented weakly. James clapped Gabe on the shoulder. "Ignore Sirius. He's known around the school for his relationships with the girls, but he's a nice guy all the same."
"James used to be the same way, but he hasn't had a girlfriend in, like, a month or two," Peter commented absently. Sirius threw in his two cents, saying, "That was around the time you met our dearest Lily, wasn't it, Prongs?" James glared at his best friend. "Shut *up*, Padfoot. You know there is nothing going on." Sirius just laughed.
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When they were finally dismissed for dinner, Gabe couldn't seem to get to the Great Hall fast enough. His sister's sudden fear earlier had been nagging him all day. When he finally saw her, he rushed to her. Framing her face with his palms, searching her eyes, eyes that mirrored his own, for any sign of what made her so scared. "What happened?" he asked. She shook her head. "Some guy named Lucius Malfoy was. . . threatening me while Lily was talking to Professor Kena. I overreacted; it was nothing." Gabe pulled her into a comforting hug, saying, "It wasn't nothing, and you know it."
James came up behind Lily, asking her the same question. "Malfoy," was all the explanation he needed. "I hate him, you know," she commented. James smiled. "So do I, Lils."
"Guys, I think I'm going to go upstairs and lay down for a while," Remus said quietly. "Do you want one of us to go with you, Moony?" James asked. Remus shook his head. "No, you go on. I'll be fine." Looking after their friends retreating back, Sirius, James, and Peter once more thought of how much Remus didn't deserve this. "How long?" Peter asked, so only the other two would hear. "We've got four hours," Sirius answered, just as quietly.
After dinner, Gabe and Alex followed James, Lily, Sirius, and Peter up to the Gryffindor Tower. "Dancing faeries," Sirius told the Fat Lady, and she swung open. "Welcome to our home," Sirius said proudly, sweeping an arm wide to encompass the Common Room. "Alex, you'll be staying in the girls dormitories. Gabe, you'll be staying with us."
"Alex, come with me. I'll show you to your room now. I don't like to stay here any longer than I have to," Lily said. She was nervous about having to face the other girls again. Walking up the steps slowly, with Alex in tow, she told herself, ~They might not even be there. It's early yet.~ When she reached the seventh year girls dormitories, she turned to Alex. "This is the Seventh Years' dorm. You'll probably be sleeping in my bed," Lily said.
Opening the door, Lily braced herself. Yep, Marcy Danahope and her little group of followers were there, gossiping. Lily led Alex in, toward the empty bed. "This one is yours. The bathroom is across the hall. All your stuff is here, so you don't have to worry about that. Any questions?" Alex nodded. "Why don't you like it here?" she asked. Lily winced as the other girls sniggered behind them. "You'll find out soon enough, I suppose," she said. "Now, I've got to go back to my own room." Alex interrupted her. "I'll go down with you, at least," she said. Lily nodded, forcing back tears as she heard someone mutter, "The little slut. Can't she see James doesn't want anything to do with *her*? She's a freak."
When they were safely downstairs, the guys were already back down, sitting in armchairs in front of the fire. Lily didn't stop walking; she had to get out of here, and she didn't want them to see her cry. They would think her weak.
"Lily?" James called after her. "Lily, wait up!" She continued walking. "What happened?" James asked Alex. "Some girl was teasing her, I think," Alex answered. "Damn it," James swore. "I'll meet you guys here at ten," he said, before hurrying after Lily. As he swept off, his friends looked at each other. "Suuure," Sirius said. "Nothing's going on."
"Will she be ok?" Gabe asked. "I hope so," Alex said under her breath. She liked Lily. She was nice, smart, helpful, and didn't judge. Sirius said, "Lily is different from other girls. She doesn't giggle or blush when James shows up, and she's smart. Her hair isn't bleach blonde, and her face isn't coated in make-up." He sighed. "So, the other girls tease her about it. Shame, really. She's a great girl."
"James and her seem to be very close," was Gabe's quiet comment. Sirius said, "Yeah. It almost makes me jealous, the bond they have. None of us even know how they met; he just woke up one morning, and was eating breakfast with her when we got in. It's weird."
"Does she have *any* girl- friends?" Alex asked. After a moment of thought, Sirius answered, "No." Alex frowned. Her instincts told her that Marcy and her group were not the nicest people to be around. The way they treated the girl who had helped her get through the first day at a new school confirmed it. As a girl, Alex had always wanted a friend. At Durmstrang, the rule was 'each to his own'. And then, there was that night. . . Alex shook her head, determined not to think about *that*. Here, at Hogwarts, she had a chance to start over. And Alex wanted to be Lily's friend.
Gabe sensed his sister's thoughts. "I agree with you completely, sis. She is a nice girl," he said. He took her hand in his. "But, from what I've seen and heard, it will be as hard for her to trust you as it will be for you to trust her. Be careful." Alex smiled, and hugged her brother. "Gabe, dear, it wouldn't hurt for you to open up a bit, either. I love you more than life itself, and I understand that it's in your nature to push people away, but you don't have to push *everyone* away." She looked around at the guys who were looking at them strangely. "We've always had each other," she said softly. "And we always will, but I'm a girl, and I think you need a guys companionship," she finished. Gabe sighed, knowing she was right. "We're growing up," he whispered in her ear as he held her tight, afraid of losing her. "Yes," she whispered back. "But change isn't always bad."
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As soon as Lily was out of the portrait hole, she took off running. ~Why?~ she thought. ~Why can't I be normal? I'll never have anyone to love me; I'm too strange. And James will see that soon enough; he'll leave me because I'm a freak.~ Petunia's voice entered her thoughts. ~He'll be better off when he does.~ she thought, still running.
"Lily! Lily, stop!" James called. As much as she didn't like it, Lily wasn't anywhere near as physically fit as James was. She was also hysterical. So, James easily caught up with her. He grabbed her arm, stopping her. "Lily, what happened? What's wrong?" She looked up at him, and all of a sudden burst into tears. She tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let her, and she didn't have the energy left. "James, let me go," she managed between sobs. "You don't want anything to do with me! Please, just let me go!"
James forced her to look at him. "All right, Lily, take a deep breath." She did. "Now, tell me where this idea that I don't want anything to do with you came from." Lily collapsed onto the stone floor, trying to push away from him. "Oh, no you don't, Lily Evans," he said. "You're not going anywhere, not until you tell me what's gotten into you!" He knelt next to her trembling form, feeling an overwhelming, shocking urge to protect, hold, and comfort.
"She said that I was a slut, and that you wouldn't want anything to do with me. She. . . she said that you'd see what a freak I was, and then leave me," Lily was mumbling frantically. "And she's right. How can she not be, after six years of reminding me constantly how abnormal I was, and now I find out I'm a Calaelen, which makes me even *more* abnormal! Not to mention I'm ugly as sin. Why would anyone want to come within 20 feet of me?!"
~Ok, James, take a deep breath. Violence is *not* the way to solve things,~ James told himself as pictures of a bloody Marcy Danahope flitted through his mind. He sighed. "Lily," he said, pulling her against his chest. She stiffened. "Everything you've ever heard from Marcy Danahope's mouth has been a lie. You are an amazing person. You're *not* a freak; don't you ever think it. Your gift makes you special; not weird or abnormal." James recalled Lily saying Marcy had told her she was ugly. His blood boiled. "And if anyone ever tells you you're ugly, they must be blind, because you are beautiful." Lily's frame froze in shock.
"You. . . you think I'm beautiful?" she asked hesitantly. James placed a finger under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his. "No. I *know* you're beautiful. I've known ever since I saw you that night in the Astronomy Tower, looking up at the stars." He smiled. "I remember the first thing that came to my mind. I thought you looked like a fallen angel. Now I'm convinced of it."
Needless to say, Lily was confused. "You're lying. I've been on this Earth for 17 years, and no one has ever told I'm beautiful, or even pretty. They always tell me I'm ugly. My hair is too red, my eyes too green, stuff like that," she told him. He was staring at her. "Well then. Let me look at you, Lillian Evans, from a completely objective point of view," he said, pulling her to her feet. His gaze was intense as he studied her face, and a blush stained her cheeks.
"Nope, I can't see anything but beauty here. Do want me to start a list?" he asked her, in all seriousness. Lily shook her head frantically, not wanting to make a fool of herself. "James. . .," she said, not knowing what to do. "Shhhhhhh," he said, placing a finger on her lips. "You are one of my best friends, Lily, and the closest I've ever been to a girl. You're. . . different. I value that. And if Marcy or anyone else says anything to you, tell me, because I *hate* it when you're upset."
James looked at her, just looked at her, in the silence that followed. Her skin, which was pale by day, glowed in the moonlight that fell through the open window above them. Her hair was shining, and her eyes were moist, confused, and beautiful. Full red lips, long, wet lashes, and a dusting of freckles across her nose. Her body was curvaceous and small. In the cool hallway, her sent floated towards him, smelling of chamomile and cleanliness. The desire to kiss her was strong, but he suppressed it, feeling a person like him was not worthy of her.
Lily studied James as intently as he studied her. His hair was as messy as ever, and a lock of it had fallen across his forehead. His wire-frame glasses did little to hide the stunning grey of his eyes. Smoky and outlined in black, they reminded her of storm clouds. His mouth was perfect, as was the rest of his face. His body was tall and muscular, from years of Quidditch. He smelled of after-shave and mint. ~Do all guys have the same effect on girls?~ Lily thought vaguely, wondering why she felt warm all of a sudden.
"Come on Lils," he said. "It's time for you to go to bed." They started off down the hall. James reached for her hand, and laced his fingers through hers. When they reached their rooms, Earane looked at them knowingly. As the portrait melted away, the Lady looked at them and smiled.
James went with her up to her room, and waited outside the bathroom while she changed. Forcing himself not to openly stare as she stepped out in pajama pants and a fitting top, he pulled the covers back. She crawled under, and he tucked the blankets around her chin.
"James?" she asked quietly. "Hmmm?" he replied, brushing a stray lock of curly hair out of her eyes and tucking it behind her ear. "Will you leave me?" she asked. Fear of being alone was evident in her eyes. "Lily, look at me. *I will not leave you.* You mean too much to me," he said firmly and sincerely.
She smiled, satisfied. "Thank you."
He stayed with her until he was sure she was asleep. As he slipped out of her room, and started toward the Tower where his other friend needed him, he came to a realization that stopped him in his tracks.
He was falling for Lily Evans.
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Ok people. It's done. 12 ½ pages on word. This is the longest chapter I've written yet. I apologize that it took so long. I'll have the next one out as soon as possible. I could probably start on it now, if it weren't for the fact that I'm tired. Thanx to all my reviewers; don't stop now!
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