"You're a jerk Potter!" Lily Evans cried, as tall James Potter held her
arms tightly so she couldn't break away from him. Her normally green eyes
were flashing as red as her hair as she spat the angry words, "Never have I
met a more arrogant person!"
"What's wrong babe, I thought you'd be happy to be caressed by the best looking, most talented wizard in the school?" James whispered. Lily closed her eyes if only she could reach her wand. It was in the front pocket of her black robes.
"James," she cried desperately, "Please, you're hurting me!"
"So we're on a first name basis?" he asked, "Finally getting through to you that we are meant to be together am I? I was beginning to think I'd have to write a book, since that seems to be the only think your interested in." His untidy black hair blew in the breeze coming from the lake they were standing by.
"It's better than what you do for fun!" she yelled, "You walk around here like the King of Hogwarts, thinking you know everything! Well Potter, I've got news we're only in our third year and you can barely scare off a Boggart! A little talent on the Quidditch pitch and you think you can walk all over anyone, especially me and Severus!"
James released his grip in his anger.
"Gonna go run and protect your greasy haired boyfriend, Lily?" James said standing taller so he towered her, "Gonna go betray our house to be with a slimy, ugly Slytherin?"
"Severus Snape is no more my boyfriend than you, but he hasn't done anything wrong!"
Lily turned away from James and began her way towards the steps to the entrance to the school.
"Lily!" he called when she had made it halfway up the steps. She paused and turned to face him again.
"Do you know what I see in your future?" she hissed into the starry evening.
"Order of Merlin, first class?" James asked hopefully.
"Death!" Lily bellowed before retreating inside and slamming the door.
Lily woke up with a start.
"It's about time you woke up!" coughed the mirror across from her four poster bed. Lily let out a sigh. This was the third time this week she had slept in. She'd been having that dream again, the one that involved the fight she'd had with James Potter in her third year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was now their sixth year, but she was still dreaming about it. Perhaps it was because she had told him what she had foreseen in his future. Lily was very gifted, in the way that she could see into the future and feel into peoples minds. She could feel their emotion and their thoughts. It was a very rare gift that other than Lily, only Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster at Hogwarts, had. He had taught her how to perfect her skills.
Realizing she was going to be late for class again she got out of bed quickly and pushed her lingering thoughts of James dying out of her mind. She pulled on her school robes and glanced around her dormitory. All the girls were already up and gone.
"Thanks for waking me up!" Lily muttered glancing at Alice Cooper's messy bed. Alice had been Lily's best friend at Hogwarts since the first time Lily had boarded the train. The Hogwarts Express which was located on platform nine and three quarters wasn't the first or last thing that would mystify Lily. She was born with magical talent, whereas nobody else in her family possessed a single drop of magical blood. The last five years she had spent at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had helped her learn and adapt to the magical culture. In turn, she was the smartest witch in the sixth year class. Lily routinely made her bed and then ran a brush through her thick wavy red hair. She loathed her hair and yet all the girls envied it. They said it went well with her unmistakably green eyes. Lily was known as one of the most beautiful witches to have walked Hogwarts but she didn't let this go to her head.
Lily grabbed her overflowing book bag, shouldered it and ran downstairs to find the empty common room. Hogwarts was divided into four houses which all had their own dormitories, common room, quidditch team (the most popular wizard sport) and helpful ghost. Hufflepuff were kind and loyal, Ravenclaw were quick and clever, Slytherin was said to be the worst house. It had produced many evil wizards and witches including the darkest wizard in a century, Lord Voldemort. Gryffindor, to which Lily belonged, was home to those who were the bravest and boldest of all.
Lily skipped breakfast in the Great Hall with no time to spare. She was running down the torch-lit corridor on her way to her first class History of Magic when the bell rang. Lily pushed open the heavy wood doors of the class. Everyone turned to see who had come to class late, including professor Binns.
"Late again Miss Evans," Professor Binns sighed gliding over. Professor Binns was a ghost. One night long ago he had fell asleep in the staff dining room and died. He woke up the next morning and went to class leaving his body behind. He was the only ghost teacher at Hogwarts, "That's the second time this week!" He continued disapprovingly.
"Third actually sir," A deep voice from the back of the dim room said.
"Thank you Mr. Potter," Professor Binns smiled, "And being a prefect Evans, I don't think being late is acceptable."
"Sorry sir," Lily apologized going quite red. How dare Potter say what he said? What nerve! She took her seat at the back of the classroom beside Alice.
"Sorry," Alice whispered, but Lily held up her hand, she didn't want to hear it. Ever since Alice had started dating that Longbottom boy she had been forgetting a lot of things.
"Were you dreaming about me last night?" A familiar voice whispered in her ear. Unfortunately she was sitting right in front of James Potter and his friends who were choking back laughter. Besides tall, muscular and handsome James, there was Sirius Black, James's side-kick. He was taller than James, with dark hair, a chiseled face and deep mysterious eyes. Remus Lupin, was thin, scraggly, blonde and blue eyed. He was kind and gentle and for the most part the most responsible of the four. Last was short, chubby Peter Pettigrew who fallowed the other boys aimlessly. The four "Marauders" as they called themselves were avid mischief makers. The only thing that kept them from being suspended was that they were all quite bright, and with James's talent in quidditch and his popularity among the students and teachers, expulsion was almost out of the question.
"You know they say when one person dreams about another person that person dreams about them too, and I had the most wonderful dream involving me and you and a bed last night. Care to make it a reality?" James hissed.
Lily turned around and glared at him staring into his hazel eyes.
"If only you'd go out with me Evans, I've been asking you since the third year!"
"Get stuffed Potter!" Lily growled.
"Aww did Lily get her panties in a bunch in her rush this morning?" Sirius laughed.
Lily let out a groan and turned around to copy the note on the Giant Massacre of 1697.
"I don't know," said James, "Maybe we should find out!"
Suddenly Lily felt her uniform skirt rising. One of the boys, no doubt Potter had stuck his foot under her robes and was lifting it up.
"What are you doing?!" She screeched standing up abruptly.
"Evans!" Binns barked, "Must you continue to disrupt my class, five points from Gryffindor!"
"Sir, I didn't mean to but Potter."
"Is working hard on his note, maybe you should fallow his example. Lily sat down with a huff listening to the boys muffle their laughs in the sleeves of their robes.
Her day seemed to be everlasting. Fortunately she didn't have to endure James's charm any longer for she only had her first class with him. She did have, however more classes, Arithmancy and Advanced Transfiguration for the Gifted, with Sirius Black. Away from his friends Sirius was quiet, studious and funny. Today in her final class he had burst into Transfiguration and for the first time sat beside Lily.
"I'm sorry about this morning Lily," he said solemnly. The honest twinkle in his dark eyes was what made Lily believe him as she looked at him skeptically. She was so used to his rowdy James-like side that he gave her a bit of a shock.
"Sometimes," he continued, "James and I get carried away, but don't worry because Remus always yells at us for being jerks."
He grinned at her. Lily didn't smile as cute as his grin was his remark this morning hadn't sat well.
"You know you remind me a lot of Remus all serious and stuff."
"Me, serious?" Lily asked.
"Don't pretend to be shocked, you're all into the whole school and preparing for life thing. I've seen you color code your notes, and make revision timetables. You start reviewing for exams three months before they start and spend half your life in a library!"
"That doesn't mean I'm serious, I'm just responsible, you don't know the first thing about me Black!" Lily replied defensively.
"Sure I do, you're name is Lily Evans, you're the smartest girl in the sixth year, you are the apple of James Potters eye and the envy of almost every girl in the school." Sirius told her.
"That's nothing," Lily said looking away from him still scowling.
"I didn't mean to defend you," Sirius said quietly, "Being serious is odd to me, I never get the chance to be serious anymore, James doesn't really like serious people."
"If I'm so serious, then why is he so keen on me?" Lily asked.
"I ." Sirius trailed on.
"It's because of my hair, and my eyes and my body. He doesn't care as long as it's the best. Well tell him I'm flattered," Lily said sarcastically.
"He's not all bad you know, he just comes off a bit strong." Sirius explained.
"A bit strong?" She repeated with a laugh, "Ha, James thinks he's God's gift to women, thinks he's all that and a quidditch pitch, but all I see in him is an arrogant jerk. He is good-looking, he does have talent but it's overshadowed by his huge grotesque head and wasted away by his selfish heart. He is rude, ignorant and cocky!"
"He is a great guy when you get to know him," Sirius insisted.
"Look, I didn't ask for the Potter fan club okay?" Lily scuffed, "The guy treats me like crap!"
"Well that might be because he likes you," Sirius told her.
"Well that's not how you win this heart," Lily whispered pointing to her chest. Professor McGonagall had just entered so Lily took out a quill.
Since they were nearly half way through the school year, Professor gave them an introduction to simple human transfigurations. They would be working, for the next several weeks on the transformations. Lily was excited, she had been waiting to learn about Human Transfiguration all her life, as Transfiguration was her favorite class and she hoped to be an anamagi (a witch who could turn into one animal at will). She glanced at Sirius, he was grinning broadly, obviously happy about McGonagall's announcement.
Lily took her seat beside Alice in the Great Hall for dinner after class. She could hardly wait to tell her about their Human Transformation class. Before she could begin to tell her, Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster, stood up silently. The effect he had on the students was amazing, immediately the Hall was completely quiet.
"I have a most unfortunate announcement to make," Dumbledore said solemnly.
Lily looked up and was sure that Dumbledore caught her eye.
"There has been news," He continued addressing the whole school, "The dark lord Voldemort has gained more strength and began killing muggles last night."
Many shocked gasped echoed up towards the enchanted ceiling of the Hall which was bewitched to look like the sky outside. Lily blinked quickly. Her parents were muggles.
'Please,' she prayed silently, 'Please don't let it be them,'
"I warn you all," Dumbledore's voice boomed, "To take caution because I fear very soon Voldemort will turn his wand on his fellow wizards."
Lily sat there staring at Dumbledore for a few moments; she could sense the fear all around her. Here and there were hints of bravery. Lily's mind reading thoughts went haywire. Flashes of people's memories and thoughts flooded her mind. Some thought they could stand up to the dark lord. Others were cowering in the furthest corners of their minds; others like her were worried about their family members. She closed her eyes feeling a headache coming on.
"Are you okay?" Alice asked reaching out and touching her friends arm.
"What?" Lily opened her eyes quickly, "Yea just feeling a bit light headed, I need to go to bed."
"You don't think it could be your." Alice hesitated.
"Dumbledore would have told her," Said James Potter who had walked up behind the two friends. Lily let out a sigh.
"Goodnite," She whispered turning to leave.
"What about a kiss?" James called after her.
Chapter 2
Red flashed through Lily's mind. She turned in her sleep. A voice was screaming far away. It was pleading for help. Lily reached out, the person sounded like they didn't want to be alone. Suddenly a green light drowned out the red. A deeper voice, the smell of death, burning smoldering heat. This sensation filled Lily's body until she was screaming in pain. Reality cam to her. She was lying in her bed in a twisted position. She was still burning. The pain was sickening, she was so hot. She tried to take a deep breath but choked on the smoke pouring out of her mouth and nose. She couldn't get oxygen. Her throat was becoming tight. She gasped. A darkness fell over her.
When Lily woke up she was in the hospital wing. Madam Pompfry was busily bustling about flicking her wand at beds, which began magically making themselves. Lily was lying in an infirmary bed. She glanced around the white linen filled room. Beside her, on the night stand was a very large bottle of Magicure, which was a strong tasting medicine guaranteed to cure any wizard ailment. Madam Pompfry had just paused to admire her handiwork when the Infirmary door burst open.
"Albus!" Madam Pompfry smiled at him cheerfully.
"Poppy," Said Dumbledore gravely, glancing behind the nurse toward where Lily lie, "The Magicure?" he questioned.
"Worked fine, she had a sound sleep." Madam Pompfry beamed.
"Excellent!"
"Albus, what happened to her last night, you brought her in here screaming and screaming, and didn't say one word to me."
"I'm sorry my dear Poppy," Dumbledore apologized, "You are aware that Miss Evans can see the future?" he asked.
"Well yes, of course, I mean all the staff were informed upon her arrival." Madam Pompfry explained.
"Miss Evans not only sees the future, but she can read thoughts and emotions, feel them as if they were her own, but now she has shown the most peculiar talent.." he trailed off.
"Yes Headmaster?"
"Lily can also feel peoples physical states," Dumbledore said, "Which makes her predictions far more complex, but also far more accurate."
"Really?"
"Yes Poppy, possibly even more accurate than any of my own predictions."
Far more accurate than any of Albus Dumbledores predictions! Lily pondered lying silently on the bed. Albus Dumbledore was considered by many the greatest wizard of all time. How could a sixteen year old, not even fully trained witch be better than him? She lay there bewildered. Sharing her shock was the patron of the hospital wing.
"Albus, you can't be serious?" the witch insisted.
"All I can say to you is that Lily will play a bigger part in all of our lives than we think. Things happen for reasons." Dumbledore said softly, "Now, I will need to talk to Miss Evans if you don't mind Poppy,"
"No, of course Headmaster," Madam Pompfry said quickly, "I will be in my office if you need me," she walked briskly off towards her office door.
"Lily," Dumbledore said approaching her bed, "You can stop pretending you are sleeping now."
Lily's eyes flew open and she sat up quickly, "Professor Dumbledore, you can't be serious, I don' think you understand, I was having a dream!"
"I know Lily, please remember you are not the only one here that can read minds," he smiled.
"I felt," Lily gasped, " I felt like I was on fire, I couldn't breath!"
"I believe that you were seeing a future event Lily, I believe that you can feel physical characteristics of your predictions, so perhaps where your prediction took place was very hot."
"There was somebody, a woman screaming, I could hear her!" Lily cried.
"A fragment of the future no doubt," Dumbledore nodded.
"But i wish I knew who it was so I could warn her not to go near hot places." Lily whispered uncertainly.
"Lily, you posses a rare gift; one which can allow you to foresee events. But you must not stop these events from taking place. You may use your ability to alter them but never to cancel events out. All things happen for a reason, we must use our gifts to help us understand why things happen, and what we must do in our lives." Dumbledore told Lily, "Now I must go, for the Minister of Magic wishes to speak with me." Dumbledore said leaving Lily to think about what he had said.
Lily lay back down thinking about how she didn't think being able to see and feel the future was a gift. Madam Pompfry cam over to her.
"You are free to head down to the Great Hall for breakfast,"
Lily closed the hangings about her bed and changed into her school robes.
Down in the Great Hall, a host of people from Gryffindor gathered around, having heard about her episode the night before.
"It was nothing," Lily insisted,
"That's not was Alice said, she told us that you were screaming at the top of you're lungs, and you went a funny color and fell out of your bed!" said Martimus Fintch, who was in the seventh and final year.
Lily ate quickly avoiding conversation with anyone but her closest friends.
Lily made it to History of Magic on time.
"Wow, look the Book Worm makes it to class on time!" James shouted, his friends laughing.
"Shut up Potter," Lily said sitting down and taking out her notebook.
"What are you gonna do, start screaming again?" James asked. The other boys laughed. Lily shook her head as the bell rang and class began.
Her morning continued with people hounding her for information on what had happened to her. It had been rumored through the school that Lord Voldemort had been attacking her. She laughed hysterically at the second year boy who told her this. Lunch wasn't any better. James walked by and complimented her on her new found fame. She groaned. Arithmancy was boring as ever and finaly Lily made it to her most favorite class. Transfiguration. She was the first one there, and she took her regular seat at the back of the class. Sirius came bursting in very loudly and took his seat beside her.
"So," he said getting his notebook, quill and ink jar out, "Are you okay?"
"What?" Lily looked horrified.
"Are you okay?" Sirius asked looking into her eyes, "I heard something happened to you so i was just wondering if you were okay?"
Lily looked into his eyes a little longer,
"Yea, I'm fine, I just had a bad dream," Lily told him
"Do you dream often?" Sirius asked.
"Yea, always," Lily replied.
"About?" Sirius questioned.
"Different things," Lily hesitated, she had never told anyone about her "seeing" ability.
"Well so long as you are okay." Sirius shrugged.
"Why are you being so friendly?" Lily demanded, but Sirius never got the chance to answer.
Professor McGonagall had made her way to the front of the class room.
"Today we begin our study on Human Transfigurations. For our first transformation I thought we would stick to something simple; something simple like birds. But before you make any transformation you must prepare yourselves for what it will be like once you are the object you wish to transform into. Therefore we will do a quick study on birds and then head out to the broom shed to practice our flying skills, which some of you haven't practiced since the first year."
Lily gulped; she was terrified of flying and very horrible at it.
"You will be paired with the person you are sitting beside. You will help your partners train for and perform the Transfiguration."
"I hate flying!" Lily said turning towards Sirius.
"Don't worry, I'll show you how!" Sirius smiled at her, "I have alot of skill!"
They studied birds for a half hour. Lily had compiled a list of everything from what birds at to their mating rituals.
"Are you planning on using that?" Sirius laughed pointing to the small summary of a birds mating call.
"No!" Lily said sharply.
"Hey!" Sirius sounded wounded, " I was kidding, but anyway its time for us to head out to the broom shed!"
"Oh, god!" Lily cried
They all made their way out of the class towards the moving staircases. As they were making their way towards the main entrance Sirius whispered, "Are you scared?"
"Shitless!" Lily said.
Sirius looked surprised he had never heard Lily swear.
"You swore!" He pointed at her.
"Yea there's a lot of things I do you don't know about," Lily replied, looking horrified as they crossed the lawn towards the shed.
"Apparently flying isn't one of them," Sirius joked.
"What's wrong babe, I thought you'd be happy to be caressed by the best looking, most talented wizard in the school?" James whispered. Lily closed her eyes if only she could reach her wand. It was in the front pocket of her black robes.
"James," she cried desperately, "Please, you're hurting me!"
"So we're on a first name basis?" he asked, "Finally getting through to you that we are meant to be together am I? I was beginning to think I'd have to write a book, since that seems to be the only think your interested in." His untidy black hair blew in the breeze coming from the lake they were standing by.
"It's better than what you do for fun!" she yelled, "You walk around here like the King of Hogwarts, thinking you know everything! Well Potter, I've got news we're only in our third year and you can barely scare off a Boggart! A little talent on the Quidditch pitch and you think you can walk all over anyone, especially me and Severus!"
James released his grip in his anger.
"Gonna go run and protect your greasy haired boyfriend, Lily?" James said standing taller so he towered her, "Gonna go betray our house to be with a slimy, ugly Slytherin?"
"Severus Snape is no more my boyfriend than you, but he hasn't done anything wrong!"
Lily turned away from James and began her way towards the steps to the entrance to the school.
"Lily!" he called when she had made it halfway up the steps. She paused and turned to face him again.
"Do you know what I see in your future?" she hissed into the starry evening.
"Order of Merlin, first class?" James asked hopefully.
"Death!" Lily bellowed before retreating inside and slamming the door.
Lily woke up with a start.
"It's about time you woke up!" coughed the mirror across from her four poster bed. Lily let out a sigh. This was the third time this week she had slept in. She'd been having that dream again, the one that involved the fight she'd had with James Potter in her third year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was now their sixth year, but she was still dreaming about it. Perhaps it was because she had told him what she had foreseen in his future. Lily was very gifted, in the way that she could see into the future and feel into peoples minds. She could feel their emotion and their thoughts. It was a very rare gift that other than Lily, only Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster at Hogwarts, had. He had taught her how to perfect her skills.
Realizing she was going to be late for class again she got out of bed quickly and pushed her lingering thoughts of James dying out of her mind. She pulled on her school robes and glanced around her dormitory. All the girls were already up and gone.
"Thanks for waking me up!" Lily muttered glancing at Alice Cooper's messy bed. Alice had been Lily's best friend at Hogwarts since the first time Lily had boarded the train. The Hogwarts Express which was located on platform nine and three quarters wasn't the first or last thing that would mystify Lily. She was born with magical talent, whereas nobody else in her family possessed a single drop of magical blood. The last five years she had spent at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had helped her learn and adapt to the magical culture. In turn, she was the smartest witch in the sixth year class. Lily routinely made her bed and then ran a brush through her thick wavy red hair. She loathed her hair and yet all the girls envied it. They said it went well with her unmistakably green eyes. Lily was known as one of the most beautiful witches to have walked Hogwarts but she didn't let this go to her head.
Lily grabbed her overflowing book bag, shouldered it and ran downstairs to find the empty common room. Hogwarts was divided into four houses which all had their own dormitories, common room, quidditch team (the most popular wizard sport) and helpful ghost. Hufflepuff were kind and loyal, Ravenclaw were quick and clever, Slytherin was said to be the worst house. It had produced many evil wizards and witches including the darkest wizard in a century, Lord Voldemort. Gryffindor, to which Lily belonged, was home to those who were the bravest and boldest of all.
Lily skipped breakfast in the Great Hall with no time to spare. She was running down the torch-lit corridor on her way to her first class History of Magic when the bell rang. Lily pushed open the heavy wood doors of the class. Everyone turned to see who had come to class late, including professor Binns.
"Late again Miss Evans," Professor Binns sighed gliding over. Professor Binns was a ghost. One night long ago he had fell asleep in the staff dining room and died. He woke up the next morning and went to class leaving his body behind. He was the only ghost teacher at Hogwarts, "That's the second time this week!" He continued disapprovingly.
"Third actually sir," A deep voice from the back of the dim room said.
"Thank you Mr. Potter," Professor Binns smiled, "And being a prefect Evans, I don't think being late is acceptable."
"Sorry sir," Lily apologized going quite red. How dare Potter say what he said? What nerve! She took her seat at the back of the classroom beside Alice.
"Sorry," Alice whispered, but Lily held up her hand, she didn't want to hear it. Ever since Alice had started dating that Longbottom boy she had been forgetting a lot of things.
"Were you dreaming about me last night?" A familiar voice whispered in her ear. Unfortunately she was sitting right in front of James Potter and his friends who were choking back laughter. Besides tall, muscular and handsome James, there was Sirius Black, James's side-kick. He was taller than James, with dark hair, a chiseled face and deep mysterious eyes. Remus Lupin, was thin, scraggly, blonde and blue eyed. He was kind and gentle and for the most part the most responsible of the four. Last was short, chubby Peter Pettigrew who fallowed the other boys aimlessly. The four "Marauders" as they called themselves were avid mischief makers. The only thing that kept them from being suspended was that they were all quite bright, and with James's talent in quidditch and his popularity among the students and teachers, expulsion was almost out of the question.
"You know they say when one person dreams about another person that person dreams about them too, and I had the most wonderful dream involving me and you and a bed last night. Care to make it a reality?" James hissed.
Lily turned around and glared at him staring into his hazel eyes.
"If only you'd go out with me Evans, I've been asking you since the third year!"
"Get stuffed Potter!" Lily growled.
"Aww did Lily get her panties in a bunch in her rush this morning?" Sirius laughed.
Lily let out a groan and turned around to copy the note on the Giant Massacre of 1697.
"I don't know," said James, "Maybe we should find out!"
Suddenly Lily felt her uniform skirt rising. One of the boys, no doubt Potter had stuck his foot under her robes and was lifting it up.
"What are you doing?!" She screeched standing up abruptly.
"Evans!" Binns barked, "Must you continue to disrupt my class, five points from Gryffindor!"
"Sir, I didn't mean to but Potter."
"Is working hard on his note, maybe you should fallow his example. Lily sat down with a huff listening to the boys muffle their laughs in the sleeves of their robes.
Her day seemed to be everlasting. Fortunately she didn't have to endure James's charm any longer for she only had her first class with him. She did have, however more classes, Arithmancy and Advanced Transfiguration for the Gifted, with Sirius Black. Away from his friends Sirius was quiet, studious and funny. Today in her final class he had burst into Transfiguration and for the first time sat beside Lily.
"I'm sorry about this morning Lily," he said solemnly. The honest twinkle in his dark eyes was what made Lily believe him as she looked at him skeptically. She was so used to his rowdy James-like side that he gave her a bit of a shock.
"Sometimes," he continued, "James and I get carried away, but don't worry because Remus always yells at us for being jerks."
He grinned at her. Lily didn't smile as cute as his grin was his remark this morning hadn't sat well.
"You know you remind me a lot of Remus all serious and stuff."
"Me, serious?" Lily asked.
"Don't pretend to be shocked, you're all into the whole school and preparing for life thing. I've seen you color code your notes, and make revision timetables. You start reviewing for exams three months before they start and spend half your life in a library!"
"That doesn't mean I'm serious, I'm just responsible, you don't know the first thing about me Black!" Lily replied defensively.
"Sure I do, you're name is Lily Evans, you're the smartest girl in the sixth year, you are the apple of James Potters eye and the envy of almost every girl in the school." Sirius told her.
"That's nothing," Lily said looking away from him still scowling.
"I didn't mean to defend you," Sirius said quietly, "Being serious is odd to me, I never get the chance to be serious anymore, James doesn't really like serious people."
"If I'm so serious, then why is he so keen on me?" Lily asked.
"I ." Sirius trailed on.
"It's because of my hair, and my eyes and my body. He doesn't care as long as it's the best. Well tell him I'm flattered," Lily said sarcastically.
"He's not all bad you know, he just comes off a bit strong." Sirius explained.
"A bit strong?" She repeated with a laugh, "Ha, James thinks he's God's gift to women, thinks he's all that and a quidditch pitch, but all I see in him is an arrogant jerk. He is good-looking, he does have talent but it's overshadowed by his huge grotesque head and wasted away by his selfish heart. He is rude, ignorant and cocky!"
"He is a great guy when you get to know him," Sirius insisted.
"Look, I didn't ask for the Potter fan club okay?" Lily scuffed, "The guy treats me like crap!"
"Well that might be because he likes you," Sirius told her.
"Well that's not how you win this heart," Lily whispered pointing to her chest. Professor McGonagall had just entered so Lily took out a quill.
Since they were nearly half way through the school year, Professor gave them an introduction to simple human transfigurations. They would be working, for the next several weeks on the transformations. Lily was excited, she had been waiting to learn about Human Transfiguration all her life, as Transfiguration was her favorite class and she hoped to be an anamagi (a witch who could turn into one animal at will). She glanced at Sirius, he was grinning broadly, obviously happy about McGonagall's announcement.
Lily took her seat beside Alice in the Great Hall for dinner after class. She could hardly wait to tell her about their Human Transformation class. Before she could begin to tell her, Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster, stood up silently. The effect he had on the students was amazing, immediately the Hall was completely quiet.
"I have a most unfortunate announcement to make," Dumbledore said solemnly.
Lily looked up and was sure that Dumbledore caught her eye.
"There has been news," He continued addressing the whole school, "The dark lord Voldemort has gained more strength and began killing muggles last night."
Many shocked gasped echoed up towards the enchanted ceiling of the Hall which was bewitched to look like the sky outside. Lily blinked quickly. Her parents were muggles.
'Please,' she prayed silently, 'Please don't let it be them,'
"I warn you all," Dumbledore's voice boomed, "To take caution because I fear very soon Voldemort will turn his wand on his fellow wizards."
Lily sat there staring at Dumbledore for a few moments; she could sense the fear all around her. Here and there were hints of bravery. Lily's mind reading thoughts went haywire. Flashes of people's memories and thoughts flooded her mind. Some thought they could stand up to the dark lord. Others were cowering in the furthest corners of their minds; others like her were worried about their family members. She closed her eyes feeling a headache coming on.
"Are you okay?" Alice asked reaching out and touching her friends arm.
"What?" Lily opened her eyes quickly, "Yea just feeling a bit light headed, I need to go to bed."
"You don't think it could be your." Alice hesitated.
"Dumbledore would have told her," Said James Potter who had walked up behind the two friends. Lily let out a sigh.
"Goodnite," She whispered turning to leave.
"What about a kiss?" James called after her.
Chapter 2
Red flashed through Lily's mind. She turned in her sleep. A voice was screaming far away. It was pleading for help. Lily reached out, the person sounded like they didn't want to be alone. Suddenly a green light drowned out the red. A deeper voice, the smell of death, burning smoldering heat. This sensation filled Lily's body until she was screaming in pain. Reality cam to her. She was lying in her bed in a twisted position. She was still burning. The pain was sickening, she was so hot. She tried to take a deep breath but choked on the smoke pouring out of her mouth and nose. She couldn't get oxygen. Her throat was becoming tight. She gasped. A darkness fell over her.
When Lily woke up she was in the hospital wing. Madam Pompfry was busily bustling about flicking her wand at beds, which began magically making themselves. Lily was lying in an infirmary bed. She glanced around the white linen filled room. Beside her, on the night stand was a very large bottle of Magicure, which was a strong tasting medicine guaranteed to cure any wizard ailment. Madam Pompfry had just paused to admire her handiwork when the Infirmary door burst open.
"Albus!" Madam Pompfry smiled at him cheerfully.
"Poppy," Said Dumbledore gravely, glancing behind the nurse toward where Lily lie, "The Magicure?" he questioned.
"Worked fine, she had a sound sleep." Madam Pompfry beamed.
"Excellent!"
"Albus, what happened to her last night, you brought her in here screaming and screaming, and didn't say one word to me."
"I'm sorry my dear Poppy," Dumbledore apologized, "You are aware that Miss Evans can see the future?" he asked.
"Well yes, of course, I mean all the staff were informed upon her arrival." Madam Pompfry explained.
"Miss Evans not only sees the future, but she can read thoughts and emotions, feel them as if they were her own, but now she has shown the most peculiar talent.." he trailed off.
"Yes Headmaster?"
"Lily can also feel peoples physical states," Dumbledore said, "Which makes her predictions far more complex, but also far more accurate."
"Really?"
"Yes Poppy, possibly even more accurate than any of my own predictions."
Far more accurate than any of Albus Dumbledores predictions! Lily pondered lying silently on the bed. Albus Dumbledore was considered by many the greatest wizard of all time. How could a sixteen year old, not even fully trained witch be better than him? She lay there bewildered. Sharing her shock was the patron of the hospital wing.
"Albus, you can't be serious?" the witch insisted.
"All I can say to you is that Lily will play a bigger part in all of our lives than we think. Things happen for reasons." Dumbledore said softly, "Now, I will need to talk to Miss Evans if you don't mind Poppy,"
"No, of course Headmaster," Madam Pompfry said quickly, "I will be in my office if you need me," she walked briskly off towards her office door.
"Lily," Dumbledore said approaching her bed, "You can stop pretending you are sleeping now."
Lily's eyes flew open and she sat up quickly, "Professor Dumbledore, you can't be serious, I don' think you understand, I was having a dream!"
"I know Lily, please remember you are not the only one here that can read minds," he smiled.
"I felt," Lily gasped, " I felt like I was on fire, I couldn't breath!"
"I believe that you were seeing a future event Lily, I believe that you can feel physical characteristics of your predictions, so perhaps where your prediction took place was very hot."
"There was somebody, a woman screaming, I could hear her!" Lily cried.
"A fragment of the future no doubt," Dumbledore nodded.
"But i wish I knew who it was so I could warn her not to go near hot places." Lily whispered uncertainly.
"Lily, you posses a rare gift; one which can allow you to foresee events. But you must not stop these events from taking place. You may use your ability to alter them but never to cancel events out. All things happen for a reason, we must use our gifts to help us understand why things happen, and what we must do in our lives." Dumbledore told Lily, "Now I must go, for the Minister of Magic wishes to speak with me." Dumbledore said leaving Lily to think about what he had said.
Lily lay back down thinking about how she didn't think being able to see and feel the future was a gift. Madam Pompfry cam over to her.
"You are free to head down to the Great Hall for breakfast,"
Lily closed the hangings about her bed and changed into her school robes.
Down in the Great Hall, a host of people from Gryffindor gathered around, having heard about her episode the night before.
"It was nothing," Lily insisted,
"That's not was Alice said, she told us that you were screaming at the top of you're lungs, and you went a funny color and fell out of your bed!" said Martimus Fintch, who was in the seventh and final year.
Lily ate quickly avoiding conversation with anyone but her closest friends.
Lily made it to History of Magic on time.
"Wow, look the Book Worm makes it to class on time!" James shouted, his friends laughing.
"Shut up Potter," Lily said sitting down and taking out her notebook.
"What are you gonna do, start screaming again?" James asked. The other boys laughed. Lily shook her head as the bell rang and class began.
Her morning continued with people hounding her for information on what had happened to her. It had been rumored through the school that Lord Voldemort had been attacking her. She laughed hysterically at the second year boy who told her this. Lunch wasn't any better. James walked by and complimented her on her new found fame. She groaned. Arithmancy was boring as ever and finaly Lily made it to her most favorite class. Transfiguration. She was the first one there, and she took her regular seat at the back of the class. Sirius came bursting in very loudly and took his seat beside her.
"So," he said getting his notebook, quill and ink jar out, "Are you okay?"
"What?" Lily looked horrified.
"Are you okay?" Sirius asked looking into her eyes, "I heard something happened to you so i was just wondering if you were okay?"
Lily looked into his eyes a little longer,
"Yea, I'm fine, I just had a bad dream," Lily told him
"Do you dream often?" Sirius asked.
"Yea, always," Lily replied.
"About?" Sirius questioned.
"Different things," Lily hesitated, she had never told anyone about her "seeing" ability.
"Well so long as you are okay." Sirius shrugged.
"Why are you being so friendly?" Lily demanded, but Sirius never got the chance to answer.
Professor McGonagall had made her way to the front of the class room.
"Today we begin our study on Human Transfigurations. For our first transformation I thought we would stick to something simple; something simple like birds. But before you make any transformation you must prepare yourselves for what it will be like once you are the object you wish to transform into. Therefore we will do a quick study on birds and then head out to the broom shed to practice our flying skills, which some of you haven't practiced since the first year."
Lily gulped; she was terrified of flying and very horrible at it.
"You will be paired with the person you are sitting beside. You will help your partners train for and perform the Transfiguration."
"I hate flying!" Lily said turning towards Sirius.
"Don't worry, I'll show you how!" Sirius smiled at her, "I have alot of skill!"
They studied birds for a half hour. Lily had compiled a list of everything from what birds at to their mating rituals.
"Are you planning on using that?" Sirius laughed pointing to the small summary of a birds mating call.
"No!" Lily said sharply.
"Hey!" Sirius sounded wounded, " I was kidding, but anyway its time for us to head out to the broom shed!"
"Oh, god!" Lily cried
They all made their way out of the class towards the moving staircases. As they were making their way towards the main entrance Sirius whispered, "Are you scared?"
"Shitless!" Lily said.
Sirius looked surprised he had never heard Lily swear.
"You swore!" He pointed at her.
"Yea there's a lot of things I do you don't know about," Lily replied, looking horrified as they crossed the lawn towards the shed.
"Apparently flying isn't one of them," Sirius joked.