Till Death Do We Part
Disclaimer: What I said last time.
A/N: Sorry for the delay, but this chap is REALLY long, so you can't complain. I don't really have anything else to say, so I'm gonna get on with the story.
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Lily Evans slowed as she ran further away from the compartment with the four boys. The brown-haired one had said for her to join them. Ha! As if! I'm no idiot. I know what men do once they've had you, they get rid of you! Lily knocked on the compartment beside her. At the "come in," she opened the compartment door to bear two girls who looked about Lily's age, sixteen.
One was a muscular girl with short black hair with electric-blue highlights that matched her eyes. Gold jewelry decorated her body, ears, naval, arm, neck, and thumb, however of all this jewelry, only her ears and naval were pierced, her ears three times, her naval once. The rest of the jewelry was matching simple gold bands. The girl wore a tube top with the word "rebel" printed on it, a short, tight skirt, and knee-length boots.
The other girl seemed very modestly dressed compared with the previous one. Her waist-length strawberry blonde hair covered most of her ears, leaving only enough to show the small silver crescent moon earrings that she wore. Her only other jewelry was a sea-green choker with an identical silver moon resting in the hollow of her throat. This girl wore a long full skirt that was slit up the sides and a sleeveless top.
"May I join you?" Lily asked.
"Sure!" The girl with the short hair seemed to be the more talkative of the two. "We'd love for ya too! Oh by the way, I'm Naomi. I transferred from the Salem Witches' Institute in the US."
"I'm Lily Evans from Ireland," Lily replied as she took a seat next to Naomi.
"Ella, from Beaxbatons," the girl with the long hair said quietly in answer to the unspoken question.
"You don't sound French to me," Lily commented.
"That would be because I'm not. I just went to school there." The finality of her tone ended that conversation before it really began.
"I guess that we'll all be in on this together, huh? Since this is a new school for all of us, we can learn the ropes together," Naomi said happily.
"I guess we can. Hopefully, we'll all be Sorted into the same house."
They were interrupted by a witch with a cart that had food on it, "Anything off the trolly, dearies?"
"Great! I'm starving!" Naomi hopped up and ran, literally, to the cart and proceeded to buy everything that she could carry and then some. Lily and Ella, who hadn't bought anything, just stared at her in amazement.
"Goodness! Would you like to buy the whole cart? It might be easier,' the witch said in amusement.
"I'd love to but I wouldn't want to have the cart cluttering up the compartment."
"This will be the second time today that I will have had to refill my cart. The black-haired young man took about as much as you. His three friends didn't stare as much as yours are now though," the witch said, chuckling as she said this last sentence.
Lily and Ella exchanged a glance, one that said "is that even possible?" as the witch left the compartment and Naomi sat back down.
"Is that even possible that someone could eat as much as me?" Naomi voiced what Ella and Lily were thinking.
"I seriously doubt it," Ella commented dryly.
"I wonder." Lily mused.
"You wonder what?"
"When I was looking for a compartment, I ran into four boys. One, actually two, had black hair. I was just wondering if the boy she mentioned was one of them."
"Who knows?" Naomi said before tearing open a chocolate frog. "Yes!" she cried and started dancing, holding both the empty package and the card, each in a separate hand and the frog halfway in her mouth.
"Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes," Lily and Ella watched her with identical expressions on their faces: amused with one eyebrow cocked.
"What are you doing, Naomi?" Lily asked.
"Isn't it OBVIOUS?! I got Circe! Now I've got them ALL! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!"
"What a disgrace to wizarding kind," a cold voice near the door said, a sneer evident in it. The three girls whirled to see to whom the voice had belonged. A foul-looking pale blonde boy and a greasy haired boy with a very big nose.
"What? Who are you?" Naomi asked, paused in the middle of her victory dance. "Why are you even in here?"
The pale boy smirked, "I heard someone making a fool of themselves. I wanted to see if the person could possibly be of wizarding parentage." It was his cold voice that had spoken before.
"I'll ask it again. Who are you and why are you here?" Naomi asked again, the warning evident in her voice.
The boy chose to ignore it. "You don't scare me. neither you nor your little friends."
"Are you stupid?! She asked you a question, two questions, and you haven't answered either of them! So why don't you?" Lily demanded.
"I'll tell you why, you filthy little Mudblood. I don't w----"
The boy was cut off by Naomi's fist. The sickening crack announced that his jaw was broken.
"You don't WHAT?! Huh?! I couldn't hear you!" Naomi yelled. No one could hear the boy's muffled reply through his broken jaw over Naomi's yelling voice. Naomi then lobbed a punch at the black-haired boy who was coming to his friends rescue. Her fist caught him in the face as well and knocked him back. Both boys then got up and stumbled down the corridor.
"Damn. You didn't leave any for us," a voice near the door said again, this time however it was filled with amusement and not scorn. The four boys that Lily had met earlier casually walked into the girls' compartment. Lily turned away from them. Naomi however looked directly at them and simply shrugged and said, "Oops," this was insincere but the boy who had spoken grinned anyways, "Sorry I didn't save anything for you. But I still have one question that I want answered: Who were those bastards?"
Slytherins. Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape. Although they call themselves "purebloods," there's nothing that's "pure" about them. They pick on everyone who doesn't defend themselves and some who do," the black- haired boy said again. "By the way, I'm Sirius Black."
"He's an idiot, but I'm only stating the obvious," the boy with the glasses commented grinning roguishly. "However, Sirius was actually RIGHT about Snape and Malfoy. They live for torture. Happily, they're in our year, so it's "they live to be tortured" instead. We Marauders see to that."
"Marauders?"
"It's what we call ourselves. We're the school pranksters. I'm James by the way. James Potter." The others introduced themselves then. The brown- haired boy was Remus Lupin and the rat-like boy was Peter Pettigrew. "Naomi Johnson. Transferred from the Salem Witches' Institute in America. What house are you in? And are all Slytherins just as bad as those two?"
"We're in Gryffindor and yes, all, well, almost all, Slytherins are like that. We think it's how Slytherin picks its students, by how big, ugly, mean, and stupid they are." Sirius added, "Do you think that we could stay in here with you?"
"Yeah sure. But why, don't you have a compartment? It'll be kinda crowded."
"We mentioned that we were pranksters, right?" Sirius said, trying to avoid the direct answer.
"Yeah.so.?" Naomi said with suspicion.
"Well----" Sirius was saved from answering by explosions that rang through the train and the yell that followed it.
"POTTER! BLACK!"
Sirius and James grinned and high-fived each other. "Yesss!!"
"I think he found it," Remus said as if no one had heard the yell and explosions.
"Exactly WHAT did who find?"
"Our favorite selection. Just a few Filibusters, some dungbombs, and some other explosives. Oh , and the best one yet, cockroach explosives! Once you light them, you have a few minutes before cockroaches go everywhere. Disgusting, but it fits the Slytherins. Just came out this summer! An that was our very dear friend Severus who you punched," James joked.
"So you have to hide so he won't find you." It wasn't a question but a statement. Naomi shook her head, a half smile on her face. "Just so long as you don't pull any pranks on us. 'Cuz if you do, you won't live to regret it," for emphasis her hand clenched into a fist. "Got it?"
"We understand perfectly," Remus interjected hurridly. Turning to Lily and Ella, he said politely, "I'm sorry, but I don't believe that I know your names."
"Ella, from Beaxbatons," was the quiet reply.
"Lily Evans," came out as a mumbled sentence.
Right then Sirius noticed the abandoned candy that had been lying in the compartment ever since Malfoy and Snape had interrupted Naomi's victory dance and asked "Do you mind?" and without waiting for an answer, dove in.
"Are you the "black-haired young man" who bought more food than he could carry off of the witch's cart?" Naomi asked.
"I geth tho." Translation: I guess so Sirius replied, mouth full of Bertis Bott's Every Flavor Beans. Then, spitting one out, he shouted,
EWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SPINACH! I HATE SPINACH!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone, but Lily laughed and the general mood of the compartment lightened. I'm not falling for that. I still am not going to like him or any of them. Not after what he did to me. Not after---- Stop Lily. Lily interrupted her own thoughts. You left ireland to forget about all that, remember? He doesn't matter anymore. Even if he did ruin your life. Just stop thinking about him, he isn't worth your thoughts. Not after what he did to you.
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Disclaimer: What I said last time.
A/N: Sorry for the delay, but this chap is REALLY long, so you can't complain. I don't really have anything else to say, so I'm gonna get on with the story.
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Lily Evans slowed as she ran further away from the compartment with the four boys. The brown-haired one had said for her to join them. Ha! As if! I'm no idiot. I know what men do once they've had you, they get rid of you! Lily knocked on the compartment beside her. At the "come in," she opened the compartment door to bear two girls who looked about Lily's age, sixteen.
One was a muscular girl with short black hair with electric-blue highlights that matched her eyes. Gold jewelry decorated her body, ears, naval, arm, neck, and thumb, however of all this jewelry, only her ears and naval were pierced, her ears three times, her naval once. The rest of the jewelry was matching simple gold bands. The girl wore a tube top with the word "rebel" printed on it, a short, tight skirt, and knee-length boots.
The other girl seemed very modestly dressed compared with the previous one. Her waist-length strawberry blonde hair covered most of her ears, leaving only enough to show the small silver crescent moon earrings that she wore. Her only other jewelry was a sea-green choker with an identical silver moon resting in the hollow of her throat. This girl wore a long full skirt that was slit up the sides and a sleeveless top.
"May I join you?" Lily asked.
"Sure!" The girl with the short hair seemed to be the more talkative of the two. "We'd love for ya too! Oh by the way, I'm Naomi. I transferred from the Salem Witches' Institute in the US."
"I'm Lily Evans from Ireland," Lily replied as she took a seat next to Naomi.
"Ella, from Beaxbatons," the girl with the long hair said quietly in answer to the unspoken question.
"You don't sound French to me," Lily commented.
"That would be because I'm not. I just went to school there." The finality of her tone ended that conversation before it really began.
"I guess that we'll all be in on this together, huh? Since this is a new school for all of us, we can learn the ropes together," Naomi said happily.
"I guess we can. Hopefully, we'll all be Sorted into the same house."
They were interrupted by a witch with a cart that had food on it, "Anything off the trolly, dearies?"
"Great! I'm starving!" Naomi hopped up and ran, literally, to the cart and proceeded to buy everything that she could carry and then some. Lily and Ella, who hadn't bought anything, just stared at her in amazement.
"Goodness! Would you like to buy the whole cart? It might be easier,' the witch said in amusement.
"I'd love to but I wouldn't want to have the cart cluttering up the compartment."
"This will be the second time today that I will have had to refill my cart. The black-haired young man took about as much as you. His three friends didn't stare as much as yours are now though," the witch said, chuckling as she said this last sentence.
Lily and Ella exchanged a glance, one that said "is that even possible?" as the witch left the compartment and Naomi sat back down.
"Is that even possible that someone could eat as much as me?" Naomi voiced what Ella and Lily were thinking.
"I seriously doubt it," Ella commented dryly.
"I wonder." Lily mused.
"You wonder what?"
"When I was looking for a compartment, I ran into four boys. One, actually two, had black hair. I was just wondering if the boy she mentioned was one of them."
"Who knows?" Naomi said before tearing open a chocolate frog. "Yes!" she cried and started dancing, holding both the empty package and the card, each in a separate hand and the frog halfway in her mouth.
"Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes," Lily and Ella watched her with identical expressions on their faces: amused with one eyebrow cocked.
"What are you doing, Naomi?" Lily asked.
"Isn't it OBVIOUS?! I got Circe! Now I've got them ALL! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!"
"What a disgrace to wizarding kind," a cold voice near the door said, a sneer evident in it. The three girls whirled to see to whom the voice had belonged. A foul-looking pale blonde boy and a greasy haired boy with a very big nose.
"What? Who are you?" Naomi asked, paused in the middle of her victory dance. "Why are you even in here?"
The pale boy smirked, "I heard someone making a fool of themselves. I wanted to see if the person could possibly be of wizarding parentage." It was his cold voice that had spoken before.
"I'll ask it again. Who are you and why are you here?" Naomi asked again, the warning evident in her voice.
The boy chose to ignore it. "You don't scare me. neither you nor your little friends."
"Are you stupid?! She asked you a question, two questions, and you haven't answered either of them! So why don't you?" Lily demanded.
"I'll tell you why, you filthy little Mudblood. I don't w----"
The boy was cut off by Naomi's fist. The sickening crack announced that his jaw was broken.
"You don't WHAT?! Huh?! I couldn't hear you!" Naomi yelled. No one could hear the boy's muffled reply through his broken jaw over Naomi's yelling voice. Naomi then lobbed a punch at the black-haired boy who was coming to his friends rescue. Her fist caught him in the face as well and knocked him back. Both boys then got up and stumbled down the corridor.
"Damn. You didn't leave any for us," a voice near the door said again, this time however it was filled with amusement and not scorn. The four boys that Lily had met earlier casually walked into the girls' compartment. Lily turned away from them. Naomi however looked directly at them and simply shrugged and said, "Oops," this was insincere but the boy who had spoken grinned anyways, "Sorry I didn't save anything for you. But I still have one question that I want answered: Who were those bastards?"
Slytherins. Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape. Although they call themselves "purebloods," there's nothing that's "pure" about them. They pick on everyone who doesn't defend themselves and some who do," the black- haired boy said again. "By the way, I'm Sirius Black."
"He's an idiot, but I'm only stating the obvious," the boy with the glasses commented grinning roguishly. "However, Sirius was actually RIGHT about Snape and Malfoy. They live for torture. Happily, they're in our year, so it's "they live to be tortured" instead. We Marauders see to that."
"Marauders?"
"It's what we call ourselves. We're the school pranksters. I'm James by the way. James Potter." The others introduced themselves then. The brown- haired boy was Remus Lupin and the rat-like boy was Peter Pettigrew. "Naomi Johnson. Transferred from the Salem Witches' Institute in America. What house are you in? And are all Slytherins just as bad as those two?"
"We're in Gryffindor and yes, all, well, almost all, Slytherins are like that. We think it's how Slytherin picks its students, by how big, ugly, mean, and stupid they are." Sirius added, "Do you think that we could stay in here with you?"
"Yeah sure. But why, don't you have a compartment? It'll be kinda crowded."
"We mentioned that we were pranksters, right?" Sirius said, trying to avoid the direct answer.
"Yeah.so.?" Naomi said with suspicion.
"Well----" Sirius was saved from answering by explosions that rang through the train and the yell that followed it.
"POTTER! BLACK!"
Sirius and James grinned and high-fived each other. "Yesss!!"
"I think he found it," Remus said as if no one had heard the yell and explosions.
"Exactly WHAT did who find?"
"Our favorite selection. Just a few Filibusters, some dungbombs, and some other explosives. Oh , and the best one yet, cockroach explosives! Once you light them, you have a few minutes before cockroaches go everywhere. Disgusting, but it fits the Slytherins. Just came out this summer! An that was our very dear friend Severus who you punched," James joked.
"So you have to hide so he won't find you." It wasn't a question but a statement. Naomi shook her head, a half smile on her face. "Just so long as you don't pull any pranks on us. 'Cuz if you do, you won't live to regret it," for emphasis her hand clenched into a fist. "Got it?"
"We understand perfectly," Remus interjected hurridly. Turning to Lily and Ella, he said politely, "I'm sorry, but I don't believe that I know your names."
"Ella, from Beaxbatons," was the quiet reply.
"Lily Evans," came out as a mumbled sentence.
Right then Sirius noticed the abandoned candy that had been lying in the compartment ever since Malfoy and Snape had interrupted Naomi's victory dance and asked "Do you mind?" and without waiting for an answer, dove in.
"Are you the "black-haired young man" who bought more food than he could carry off of the witch's cart?" Naomi asked.
"I geth tho." Translation: I guess so Sirius replied, mouth full of Bertis Bott's Every Flavor Beans. Then, spitting one out, he shouted,
EWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SPINACH! I HATE SPINACH!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone, but Lily laughed and the general mood of the compartment lightened. I'm not falling for that. I still am not going to like him or any of them. Not after what he did to me. Not after---- Stop Lily. Lily interrupted her own thoughts. You left ireland to forget about all that, remember? He doesn't matter anymore. Even if he did ruin your life. Just stop thinking about him, he isn't worth your thoughts. Not after what he did to you.
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Moonie: *muttering under her breath* Why don't you?
Icefall: WHAT did you say?!
Moonie: Nothing!
Icefall: *beats up Moonie*