Lily & Jason have been neighbors and Best Friends forever. One day, Jason
comes back from the States from vacation, and his mom sets up a "playdate"
for Jason and a boy Lily will learn to hate, then befriend, then to hate
again, and, finally, to love. Rated PG-13 for future chapters, and
language.
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**Disclaimer: I AM NOT J.K. ROWLING. I WOULD HAVE TO BE DELIRIOUS TO THINK SO, AND YOU WOULD HAVE TO BE DRUNK TO BELIEVE ME. NO, YOU WOULD NOT EVEN BELIEVE IT DRUNK. Now, if I REALLY thought I was Jo, would I spend my time typing up these tedious (compared to Harry Potter, that is. Don't worry, I Do NOT think this is tedious!) things, putting them up for free, when I could sell them, and make multimillions? Think about it.
Chapter 2: Explanations
***I want to ask you all a favor. There, I'm sure, will be many little mistakes in my writing, in general. I would appreciate it if you did not point out every little missed detail, but if I write something specifically against what JKR described, (ex: said Lily had brown eyes or something.)* please let me know in your review. I'm trying my best to live up to J.K. Rowling's descriptions. Don't worry, I DO know Lily has green eyes, not brown, just an example!***
***A/N: I want you all to know, rather than recognize them as Mrs. Potter and Mrs. Penton; I'm simply going to say Patricia and Penelope. Patricia = Mrs. Potter, and Penelope = Mrs. Penton. Thank you! Enjoy your chapter!***
"Lily, you're a bloody wit-" Jason began, but Lily interrupted him.
"You call me a witch again, Jason, and you'll wish you never looked out that blast window nine years ago," Lily said, in a threatening tone. Jason cowered back.
"Come along in, dears. This is most certainly not something you want muggles over-hearing," ordered Penelope, shooing them on ahead in.
They walked through to the living room, where Patricia Potter sat, waiting for her host to return.
"Patricia! Lily has just received a letter of acceptance to Hogwarts! Isn't that just wonderful! Looks like it was most certainly a good idea to have them all together! Lily at least now knows two of her pears! Now, she can arrive at Hogwarts with a somewhat familiarity of our world! Who knows what could have happened had she not called upon Jason or I!" Penelope exclaimed.
"Well, Mrs. Penton, I do not mean to sound, well, rude, but, speaking of familiarity, what the bloody is going on?" Lily asked, thoroughly confused. She hadn't a clue what anyone was talking about. What, with all this Hogwarts, witches, and 'our world' business.
"Oh, well, I guess you most certainly deserve an explanation! A very immense one at that!" Penelope said, biting her lip. She reached into her jean pocket, and retrieved a long, wood stick. The stick was not the extraordinary part; it was the fact that Mrs. Penton's jeans were fairly tight, and her pockets small. "Lily, this is a wand. Spruce, nine and a half inches, Unicorn hair." She waved the 'wand' and Lily jumped when it emitted sparks. "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is an incredibly marvelous school, well known to wizards all over the planet. The current headmaster, the infamous Albus Dumbledore, is extraordinary. You see, I spent my girlhood there, and Patricia Potter and I became the best of friends. I met Jason's father after school. He was a non-magical, as wizards refer to as 'muggles'. We fell in love and- this had nothing to do with Hogwarts. Oh! There's so much to tell!" admitted Penelope, who fell back in her chair, putting a hand to her head.
"I haven't any magic. Promise. My life is Boring. Mediocre- you've got the wrong girl," Lily said in sheer shock.
"Lily, have you ever made anything happen, anything you couldn't explain?" Mrs. Potter asked.
"Well, once, when I was seven, Petunia took all the pancakes, and I was very angry with her. As she was putting the syrup on, they came flying off of her plate and onto mine. And there was that time when I asked Jason to help me practice for softball. Jason hit the ball through a window, and broke a vase. I concentrated on how I wished they were not broken, so neither of us would get in trouble, while Jason ran to get you. I looked up, and it looked as if nothing had happened," She said. Jason's mom gave him a light hit upside the head.
"We thought that was *you* all along? You spend every waking moment with this girl, and you have yet to notice any particularly peculiar things happen? Levitation at age seven from pure will! Repairs at nine! Remarkable!" Penelope began on Jason, but then was partially talking between herself and Patricia.
"Not my fault you always told me she was a bloody muggle!" Jason said in defense. Lily took note of the fact that James was leaning back lazily in his chair, thoroughly enjoying this.
"Well, there was that time, before you lot left, we were playing horse. Jason almost beat me, and when you took the shot, the ball rolled several times around the rim, and fell out. I didn't think much of it . just thought it a coincidence of Jason's lack of luck or skill in the game," she added, with a grin.
"Well, it was probably rolling around do to the opposing emotions and powers. Lily's powers or emotions were obviously stronger, or, like you said, it was simply do to Jason's lack of luck," explained Patricia.
Jason threw up his arms in defeat. "What? Is it pick-on-Jason day? Sure, let's all gang up on the best friend! Just because he simply thought his best friend a muggle!" Lily rolled her eyes at the fact he was taking this to an idiotic level. She was having enough trouble trying to figure this all out.
"Look at this list of supplies!" Lily waved the list in the air. "Where do you expect me to find this lot?"
"Simple. We'll have to make our good old trip to Diagon Alley," Penelope said with a grin.
"We're going to visit a *line*?" Lily asked in disbelief.
"No darling, Diagon ALLEY," she said slowly. "It's a wizarding place with hundreds of shops and such. Delightful place. This is usually something held off until August, but as to avoid the rush, why not go next week?" Jason groaned. James threw him a look that said, "Even though I pity you, HA! Because it is NOT me!" Jason returned it with a scowl.
"Excellent! James! Why don't we go early, too? Mind, you need all your supplies as well! Why not all go together?" Patricia exclaimed. James's face fell. It was his turn to grown.
"Marvelous! Simply marvelous plan!" Penelope squealed with glee. "Well then! How about the sixteenth?"
"Thanks a bundle, Lily," Jason said jokingly. "Oh, and you'll love being a witch. Much easier than being in the muggle world. No offense, but you lot love to complicate things."
On the sixteenth, Lily woke much earlier than she usually would on any other day. But today she was extremely excited about going to Vertic Alley. No, that wasn't it . Horizont Alley? No, oh well! Whatever line it was, she was sure it a particularly pleasurable place.
Lily jumped out of bed, and ran into the shower. She emerged from the bathroom roughly a half hour later, still in a towel, but hair dried and spilling over her shoulders. She grabbed her denim shorts and her underwear. She threw on what she needed and began to dig for a shirt in her closet.
She settled on an emerald tank, with a yellowish cat with a long tail streaming under the word 'Purr-fect'.
She brushed out her hair again, and savagely burrowed through her drawer, moving fruitlessly on to her bathroom, attempting to excavate her hair scrunchy. She decided not to mind, and to just grab one from Petunia on her way out. She could leave her hair down until it got absolutely annoyingly hot.
She looked in her closet for her brown, leather sandals, as it was too hot for gym shoes, and found them laying in the back. They had thick straps all around her foot, making them just as good as her gym shoes.
She happily skipped down to breakfast in the excitement, and found her mother standing there, making pancakes.
"What are you doing home?" Lily asked. Her mom was usually gone by 6:45, to get into work by 7:00, and it was 7:25 now.
"Darling, incase it slipped your mind, it's Sunday. Which is why I've talked to Mrs. Penton and requested I come. I thought it'd be a wonderful idea! She could inform me a little more of what's going on, and we could spend a day shopping! That way, you, darling, could have an unlimited budget," Marie Evans explained. She had a hopping grin on her face. "Besides, I always make pancakes on Sundays. Never missed a week, never will."
"Thanks, mum! It'll be great to have you come with!" Lily said, excited she could go with her mother, as well.
"Yes, it's also wonderful to have you not a teenager yet. I still get to go places without embarrassing you a few more years," Marie laughed extravagantly. The bond between the two seemed indestructible. Lily had not any idea what her mother was on about. She could not imagine not always enjoying her mother's company, wherever they chose to go.
"So you can ask the still remaining questions you have today?" Lily asked. The Thursday before, Lily, Jason, Penelope and Marie had sat down for tea, discussing the events of the day.
"Yes! And I'll also find out what exactly a little witch might end up wanting a month into school for her birthday."
"I need new pens and stationary, of course! I want books, upon books to read up on Hogwarts! Maybe I'll end up knowing as much as any other witch or wizard by the time school rolls around!"
"Glad your priorities are right, Lily, honey, but today we're going to have FUN. Purely early-birthday fun!" Marie said happily, staring lovingly down on her daughter, who looked way too into things.
"Thanks, mum!" Lily said, graciously, as she sat down at the round table, which was already set.
"So, Lily how's this Potter boy for you?" Marie asked, a dangerous twinkle in her eye.
"Wasn't paying much attention to him, as I was slightly absorbed by the fact I was a bloody witch!" Lily laughed.
"From what Penny tells me, he comes off a pretty fine boy." Marie continued.
"Oh come *on*! Are you trying to turned me into boy-crazed Petunia?" Lily said with a snort.
"Heard my name! Morning squirt, Mum," Petunia, Lily's older sister, said, with an unusually large smile set on her face.
"I take it you snagged a date with that Troy Davies character?" Lily said with an equally cheerful laugh.
"Lily, when you're eaves-dropping on my conversations, please do me a favor and remember correctly. As a matter of fact, sister-dearest, I did get a date with the wonderful and amazing *Trey* Davies. Thank you for your concern," Petunia said cheerfully.
"I wasn't eaves-dropping. Not a single Eave was dropped. I was very tired and trying to sleep on the couch. You are just very loud with your dear friends. My mistake," Lily said.
"Feast up girls!" Marie said, placing a large platter of pancakes in front of them, and sitting down herself.
"Looks great!"
The Evans, Mrs. Penton, and Jason had had a meeting, to discuss Lily's new 'gift' the night of the occurrence. Penelope gave the general idea and major details about the whole thing over tea. She gave a few demonstrations, as well, but Petunia threw a fit about how it was a big joke of some sort. She settled by morning, but they doubted she would ever fully grasp the concept of her baby sister having magical powers and was to join a secret community to practice. They settled that acceptance was the first step to understanding.
"So, Petunia, what were you planning today?" Marie inquired, curious as to whether or not her elder daughter would be able to accompany them on their special shopping expedition.
"Oh, I was planning my date with Trey for today. We're planning to go to a movie," Petunia answered, glad someone had asked, so she would not have had to bring it up by herself to gloat.
"But Petunia! Don't you want to go with us? We're going shopping with the Pentons today!" Lily exclaimed.
"Lily, perhaps it's better if you went without me . I'm not really- er- your *type* . I don't think I'd fit in too well," Petunia declined with uncertainty mounting in her eyes.
"Well . I guess if you don't really want to go . I think you'll have a glorious time with Trey!" Lily replied, unsure what her sister meant by what she said.
"Lily, we'd better hurry. I promised to be at the Pentons' in an hour. I don't think it would be too fine to be late."
"Yes mother." Lily was so excited about all the new friends she would make. Sure, she'd miss the old class she always knew, but there were few there she actually *knew*.
"So, who *is* this Davies fellow? Why does Lily seem to know everything before your dear mother?" Marie asked, in a joking tone.
"Because, Lily eaves-drops on my phone calls-"
"No I do not! I haven't dropped a single eave in months! I already told you! I overheard when I was sleeping!"
"Anyway, Trey is a boy."
"So we've been praying for a while," interjected Lily.
".Who happens to be the *dreamiest* boy in the class!" Petunia continued, ignoring the interruptions from her baby sister.
Petunia continued raving about her wonderful new boyfriend for the remainder of breakfast.
When Lily was finished with her meal, she asked to be excused and left the table. She went up to her room, and added a few things to her very detailed journal. She had written every feeling, every event she had ever witnessed down in one of her journals. She kept them stored under her window seat, and her current one was stored in her bedside drawer. She had written about the night with Jason the moment she came back in through her window. She had written when she overheard about Trey. She had written extensively, down to every last detail, about her whole day when she had discovered she was a witch.
She wrote the morning's events and of her mounting excitement of the trip to come quickly, but it was still considerably lengthy. She ran over to get her bag, and counted her money, quickly checking Petunia had not 'borrowed' any of it. She rolled her eyes when she saw the hair tie she'd been looking for that morning, laying on the floor outside her bathroom. She picked it up, and tossed it in her bag.
She tossed in some personal items, and her small notebook, which she carried around to get in quick details she might forget by the time she got home.
She went back down the stairs, and noticed her dogs sitting out on the porch, waiting to be admitted back into the house.
"C'mon you two," she said, opening the sliding glass door that was acting as the façade between the dogs and herself. Lily heard her mother on the phone in the kitchen, and turned to face the room.
She glanced around it, at her father's big-screen television. She didn't care much for television, apart from the fact this was an excellent screen to view all her favorite films. She was dedicated only to two shows a week, 'Alias' and 'Gilmore Girls'.
**A/N: I'm not entirely sure about whether television series are the same in both the U.S. and Britain or not, but I'm going to guess, and put them in here.
2) I am aware that in the '70s and '80s they would not have DVDs and such TVs, as will be used in this story, but I'm going to use them as if Lily & James were alive in the twenty-first century. Thank you.**
She did not usually just sit around and watch it randomly when she was bored. Sometimes she might catch a glimpse of an interesting show and decide to watch it, but only off and on. She loved to watch her movies, though. She was a big fan of them, in fact, and loved to watch them over and over on the giant screen. She had a very, well . Not quite *modest* collection of DVDs, over ninety of her own. She kept them down here in the family room, along with her sister's and her parents'. She seemed to have just about every movie she had ever adored, and, if she didn't own it, her parents or sister did.
As she was gazing at her profuse collection, her mother came in.
"Lily, dear, it's Mrs. Penton. She says Mrs. Potter was wondering if James could bring some friends. It's fine with her, but she wanted to check with us. Do you mind at all?"
"No, Mum."
"Excellent! The more the merrier, Penny, dear!" she exclaimed as she returned to her phone call. Lily sighed exasperatedly.
She decided to brush out her layered hair again, and head over to the Pentons'. She told her mother quickly and walked out of the house. She caught a glimpse of the snow owl again. It seemed odd that it was suddenly there . She decided she'd question Jason of it.
She knocked quickly on the door and Jason came.
"Hey! The Potters will be here soon . No idea why Mum can't just have them meet us there, but no big. Why are you here early?" Jason asked.
"One word. Tedium. The bloody house is crammed-full of it," Lily said, rolling her eyes.
"Oh," Jason laughed.
"So what's the bloody owl still in your tree for?" Lily questioned.
"Oh, she's mine! I got her in America. Mum and Dad got it for me for my birthday while we were down there!"
"Which reminds me! Did you get your present I sent you?" Lily asked, recalling the gift she had sent to the address Jason informed her he would be at the day of his birthday.
"Yes, and thank you! I finished "The Hobbit" but I still have the whole of the Lord of the Rinds trilogy," he said, referring to the boxed set of JRR Tolkein books she had given him.
"Wonderful! Then we are close! I just started "The Fellowship of the Ring" and am about three chapters in!"
"Cool, we can-" Jason began, but was interrupted by a loud thud, making Lily scream.
"Lily! Relax! Just the Potters, flooing over!" Jason said, looking as if he was ready to crack up laughing. "Mum! Potters are here! Hey James! Who's that?" he asked.
Sure enough, there was James, the boy from the other day, standing in the- fireplace? Jason was referring to a boy with dark black hair that was hanging down, slightly in his eyes.
"Jason, this is Sirius," he said, jabbing a thumb in the boy's direction- "Sirius Jason. Sirius, this is . er ."
"Lily. Lily Evans," Lily provided.
"Yeah, Lily this is Sirius."
"Lovely to meet you, Lily m'dear," Sirius said, sticking out his hand in an elaborate motion. Lily shook it, ready to laugh at his antics, until he leaned down to kiss it.
"Mind keeping it in your pants for God's sake Sirius!" James said, whacking him up-side the head, laughing.
"Fair enough," he said, with a surrendering shrug. Lily looked at the two like they were completely insane, and had just escaped from the nice little room with padded walls. Suddenly, another thud came from the fireplace.
"Oi! Remus! What took so long?" James asked the boy with chocolate brown hair and matching eyes, who was standing in the fireplace.
"Missed the fireplace. Not my bloody fault though! You guys didn't exactly tell me where we were going . Lucky your mum came looking for me, though, James. Came and got me out of some old hag's house who was ready to beat me with a stick," The boy, Remus, said with a grin.
"Remus, this is Lily and this is Jason. You guys, this is Remus," James said, with the similar gestures around the room, except no one tried to kiss Lily's hand.
"So, what was the whole thing with the screeching when we got here?" Sirius asked. "Thought I was going to come face to face with a bloody banshee!" Lily blushed, she hadn't thought her scream was *that* loud .
"Lily here hadn't ever witnessed floo before. Guess the loud thud and a figure emitting itself from the fire is slightly unsettling, if you have no idea what is going on with it," Jason responded.
"Oh! You're a muggle born! Sweet! James, think if I actually decided to *date* her . that would be a laugh! Mum would have a bloody fit! Probably would disown me, knowing the old hag!" Sirius said with a laugh. "Lily, mind doing me a huge favor and go out with me?"
"Ah, give the bloody woman a break. You'll have plenty of time to date girls she won't approve of in a few years. No real harm being close friends with them. She'll be angry enough ." James said. Lily was quite confused. What were they talking about? What was so wrong with "muggle-borns"?
"Sorry then. Lily, mind saving me a date in about . two years?" Sirius said, laughing. Then he saw her confused face and said, "Nothing against you Lily, it's just my family has an er- well, they're very big-headed when it comes to "pure-blood". See, my family has roots and roots and roots of all-wizard families. No muggles in that old family tree. They are under the impression that Muggles, and any of their relations, are below them. I, on the other hand, don't mind them a bit. James didn't tell me you lot would even be in a muggle neighborhood! Boy, all I told me mum was that I was getting out to get school supplies!" Lily still did not quite understand, but her time for questions was cut off, as another thud came through the house. A very angry Mrs. Potter came storming from the fireplace, muttering curses at apparently the 'old hag'. She obviously did not see the children present, as she went on cursing. She looked up to see the amused faces of her son, and his friends.
"Oh, um, sorry . Excuse my- erm- French," She said, hurrying quickly into the kitchen, where the other mothers were.
"Well, that had to be the highlight of my day," James said, stretching. Everyone seemed to erupt in laughter.
"So, Lily, what's it like living the muggle way? Fascinating? Boring? Difficult?" Sirius said, pointing what looked to be an invisible microphone straight at a confused Lily.
"Well, I don't exactly have much to compare it to . but transportation wise, I'd rather floo that have to drive out to my relatives' houses," Lily said, shrugging. "But generally, my life's pretty darn boring."
"Oh come on Lily! You've got to be kidding me!" Jason said, laughing. "You've got a great life! Heck, you've definitely got an excellent, sexy best friend!" he added with a wink.
"Oh my golly, Lillikins! I think Jason here has a crush on your best friend!" Sirius said with a laugh.
"Shut up! I'm her bloody best friend that I was referring to, you dunce!" Jason said, hitting him up side the head.
"So you're schizophrenic?" Sirius said with a laugh, ducking the next blow at his pitiful head.
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I'm sorry to say that I'm really pushing my timing. I'm going out of town again on Monday, so I'm praying to get this next chapter done. But. It's got a few pages, so it's not bad. I go back to school the twenty-second, and chapters may slow down. Sorry that I had to put this up when I did!! I'm the worst when it comes to timing!!
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**Disclaimer: I AM NOT J.K. ROWLING. I WOULD HAVE TO BE DELIRIOUS TO THINK SO, AND YOU WOULD HAVE TO BE DRUNK TO BELIEVE ME. NO, YOU WOULD NOT EVEN BELIEVE IT DRUNK. Now, if I REALLY thought I was Jo, would I spend my time typing up these tedious (compared to Harry Potter, that is. Don't worry, I Do NOT think this is tedious!) things, putting them up for free, when I could sell them, and make multimillions? Think about it.
Chapter 2: Explanations
***I want to ask you all a favor. There, I'm sure, will be many little mistakes in my writing, in general. I would appreciate it if you did not point out every little missed detail, but if I write something specifically against what JKR described, (ex: said Lily had brown eyes or something.)* please let me know in your review. I'm trying my best to live up to J.K. Rowling's descriptions. Don't worry, I DO know Lily has green eyes, not brown, just an example!***
***A/N: I want you all to know, rather than recognize them as Mrs. Potter and Mrs. Penton; I'm simply going to say Patricia and Penelope. Patricia = Mrs. Potter, and Penelope = Mrs. Penton. Thank you! Enjoy your chapter!***
"Lily, you're a bloody wit-" Jason began, but Lily interrupted him.
"You call me a witch again, Jason, and you'll wish you never looked out that blast window nine years ago," Lily said, in a threatening tone. Jason cowered back.
"Come along in, dears. This is most certainly not something you want muggles over-hearing," ordered Penelope, shooing them on ahead in.
They walked through to the living room, where Patricia Potter sat, waiting for her host to return.
"Patricia! Lily has just received a letter of acceptance to Hogwarts! Isn't that just wonderful! Looks like it was most certainly a good idea to have them all together! Lily at least now knows two of her pears! Now, she can arrive at Hogwarts with a somewhat familiarity of our world! Who knows what could have happened had she not called upon Jason or I!" Penelope exclaimed.
"Well, Mrs. Penton, I do not mean to sound, well, rude, but, speaking of familiarity, what the bloody is going on?" Lily asked, thoroughly confused. She hadn't a clue what anyone was talking about. What, with all this Hogwarts, witches, and 'our world' business.
"Oh, well, I guess you most certainly deserve an explanation! A very immense one at that!" Penelope said, biting her lip. She reached into her jean pocket, and retrieved a long, wood stick. The stick was not the extraordinary part; it was the fact that Mrs. Penton's jeans were fairly tight, and her pockets small. "Lily, this is a wand. Spruce, nine and a half inches, Unicorn hair." She waved the 'wand' and Lily jumped when it emitted sparks. "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is an incredibly marvelous school, well known to wizards all over the planet. The current headmaster, the infamous Albus Dumbledore, is extraordinary. You see, I spent my girlhood there, and Patricia Potter and I became the best of friends. I met Jason's father after school. He was a non-magical, as wizards refer to as 'muggles'. We fell in love and- this had nothing to do with Hogwarts. Oh! There's so much to tell!" admitted Penelope, who fell back in her chair, putting a hand to her head.
"I haven't any magic. Promise. My life is Boring. Mediocre- you've got the wrong girl," Lily said in sheer shock.
"Lily, have you ever made anything happen, anything you couldn't explain?" Mrs. Potter asked.
"Well, once, when I was seven, Petunia took all the pancakes, and I was very angry with her. As she was putting the syrup on, they came flying off of her plate and onto mine. And there was that time when I asked Jason to help me practice for softball. Jason hit the ball through a window, and broke a vase. I concentrated on how I wished they were not broken, so neither of us would get in trouble, while Jason ran to get you. I looked up, and it looked as if nothing had happened," She said. Jason's mom gave him a light hit upside the head.
"We thought that was *you* all along? You spend every waking moment with this girl, and you have yet to notice any particularly peculiar things happen? Levitation at age seven from pure will! Repairs at nine! Remarkable!" Penelope began on Jason, but then was partially talking between herself and Patricia.
"Not my fault you always told me she was a bloody muggle!" Jason said in defense. Lily took note of the fact that James was leaning back lazily in his chair, thoroughly enjoying this.
"Well, there was that time, before you lot left, we were playing horse. Jason almost beat me, and when you took the shot, the ball rolled several times around the rim, and fell out. I didn't think much of it . just thought it a coincidence of Jason's lack of luck or skill in the game," she added, with a grin.
"Well, it was probably rolling around do to the opposing emotions and powers. Lily's powers or emotions were obviously stronger, or, like you said, it was simply do to Jason's lack of luck," explained Patricia.
Jason threw up his arms in defeat. "What? Is it pick-on-Jason day? Sure, let's all gang up on the best friend! Just because he simply thought his best friend a muggle!" Lily rolled her eyes at the fact he was taking this to an idiotic level. She was having enough trouble trying to figure this all out.
"Look at this list of supplies!" Lily waved the list in the air. "Where do you expect me to find this lot?"
"Simple. We'll have to make our good old trip to Diagon Alley," Penelope said with a grin.
"We're going to visit a *line*?" Lily asked in disbelief.
"No darling, Diagon ALLEY," she said slowly. "It's a wizarding place with hundreds of shops and such. Delightful place. This is usually something held off until August, but as to avoid the rush, why not go next week?" Jason groaned. James threw him a look that said, "Even though I pity you, HA! Because it is NOT me!" Jason returned it with a scowl.
"Excellent! James! Why don't we go early, too? Mind, you need all your supplies as well! Why not all go together?" Patricia exclaimed. James's face fell. It was his turn to grown.
"Marvelous! Simply marvelous plan!" Penelope squealed with glee. "Well then! How about the sixteenth?"
"Thanks a bundle, Lily," Jason said jokingly. "Oh, and you'll love being a witch. Much easier than being in the muggle world. No offense, but you lot love to complicate things."
On the sixteenth, Lily woke much earlier than she usually would on any other day. But today she was extremely excited about going to Vertic Alley. No, that wasn't it . Horizont Alley? No, oh well! Whatever line it was, she was sure it a particularly pleasurable place.
Lily jumped out of bed, and ran into the shower. She emerged from the bathroom roughly a half hour later, still in a towel, but hair dried and spilling over her shoulders. She grabbed her denim shorts and her underwear. She threw on what she needed and began to dig for a shirt in her closet.
She settled on an emerald tank, with a yellowish cat with a long tail streaming under the word 'Purr-fect'.
She brushed out her hair again, and savagely burrowed through her drawer, moving fruitlessly on to her bathroom, attempting to excavate her hair scrunchy. She decided not to mind, and to just grab one from Petunia on her way out. She could leave her hair down until it got absolutely annoyingly hot.
She looked in her closet for her brown, leather sandals, as it was too hot for gym shoes, and found them laying in the back. They had thick straps all around her foot, making them just as good as her gym shoes.
She happily skipped down to breakfast in the excitement, and found her mother standing there, making pancakes.
"What are you doing home?" Lily asked. Her mom was usually gone by 6:45, to get into work by 7:00, and it was 7:25 now.
"Darling, incase it slipped your mind, it's Sunday. Which is why I've talked to Mrs. Penton and requested I come. I thought it'd be a wonderful idea! She could inform me a little more of what's going on, and we could spend a day shopping! That way, you, darling, could have an unlimited budget," Marie Evans explained. She had a hopping grin on her face. "Besides, I always make pancakes on Sundays. Never missed a week, never will."
"Thanks, mum! It'll be great to have you come with!" Lily said, excited she could go with her mother, as well.
"Yes, it's also wonderful to have you not a teenager yet. I still get to go places without embarrassing you a few more years," Marie laughed extravagantly. The bond between the two seemed indestructible. Lily had not any idea what her mother was on about. She could not imagine not always enjoying her mother's company, wherever they chose to go.
"So you can ask the still remaining questions you have today?" Lily asked. The Thursday before, Lily, Jason, Penelope and Marie had sat down for tea, discussing the events of the day.
"Yes! And I'll also find out what exactly a little witch might end up wanting a month into school for her birthday."
"I need new pens and stationary, of course! I want books, upon books to read up on Hogwarts! Maybe I'll end up knowing as much as any other witch or wizard by the time school rolls around!"
"Glad your priorities are right, Lily, honey, but today we're going to have FUN. Purely early-birthday fun!" Marie said happily, staring lovingly down on her daughter, who looked way too into things.
"Thanks, mum!" Lily said, graciously, as she sat down at the round table, which was already set.
"So, Lily how's this Potter boy for you?" Marie asked, a dangerous twinkle in her eye.
"Wasn't paying much attention to him, as I was slightly absorbed by the fact I was a bloody witch!" Lily laughed.
"From what Penny tells me, he comes off a pretty fine boy." Marie continued.
"Oh come *on*! Are you trying to turned me into boy-crazed Petunia?" Lily said with a snort.
"Heard my name! Morning squirt, Mum," Petunia, Lily's older sister, said, with an unusually large smile set on her face.
"I take it you snagged a date with that Troy Davies character?" Lily said with an equally cheerful laugh.
"Lily, when you're eaves-dropping on my conversations, please do me a favor and remember correctly. As a matter of fact, sister-dearest, I did get a date with the wonderful and amazing *Trey* Davies. Thank you for your concern," Petunia said cheerfully.
"I wasn't eaves-dropping. Not a single Eave was dropped. I was very tired and trying to sleep on the couch. You are just very loud with your dear friends. My mistake," Lily said.
"Feast up girls!" Marie said, placing a large platter of pancakes in front of them, and sitting down herself.
"Looks great!"
The Evans, Mrs. Penton, and Jason had had a meeting, to discuss Lily's new 'gift' the night of the occurrence. Penelope gave the general idea and major details about the whole thing over tea. She gave a few demonstrations, as well, but Petunia threw a fit about how it was a big joke of some sort. She settled by morning, but they doubted she would ever fully grasp the concept of her baby sister having magical powers and was to join a secret community to practice. They settled that acceptance was the first step to understanding.
"So, Petunia, what were you planning today?" Marie inquired, curious as to whether or not her elder daughter would be able to accompany them on their special shopping expedition.
"Oh, I was planning my date with Trey for today. We're planning to go to a movie," Petunia answered, glad someone had asked, so she would not have had to bring it up by herself to gloat.
"But Petunia! Don't you want to go with us? We're going shopping with the Pentons today!" Lily exclaimed.
"Lily, perhaps it's better if you went without me . I'm not really- er- your *type* . I don't think I'd fit in too well," Petunia declined with uncertainty mounting in her eyes.
"Well . I guess if you don't really want to go . I think you'll have a glorious time with Trey!" Lily replied, unsure what her sister meant by what she said.
"Lily, we'd better hurry. I promised to be at the Pentons' in an hour. I don't think it would be too fine to be late."
"Yes mother." Lily was so excited about all the new friends she would make. Sure, she'd miss the old class she always knew, but there were few there she actually *knew*.
"So, who *is* this Davies fellow? Why does Lily seem to know everything before your dear mother?" Marie asked, in a joking tone.
"Because, Lily eaves-drops on my phone calls-"
"No I do not! I haven't dropped a single eave in months! I already told you! I overheard when I was sleeping!"
"Anyway, Trey is a boy."
"So we've been praying for a while," interjected Lily.
".Who happens to be the *dreamiest* boy in the class!" Petunia continued, ignoring the interruptions from her baby sister.
Petunia continued raving about her wonderful new boyfriend for the remainder of breakfast.
When Lily was finished with her meal, she asked to be excused and left the table. She went up to her room, and added a few things to her very detailed journal. She had written every feeling, every event she had ever witnessed down in one of her journals. She kept them stored under her window seat, and her current one was stored in her bedside drawer. She had written about the night with Jason the moment she came back in through her window. She had written when she overheard about Trey. She had written extensively, down to every last detail, about her whole day when she had discovered she was a witch.
She wrote the morning's events and of her mounting excitement of the trip to come quickly, but it was still considerably lengthy. She ran over to get her bag, and counted her money, quickly checking Petunia had not 'borrowed' any of it. She rolled her eyes when she saw the hair tie she'd been looking for that morning, laying on the floor outside her bathroom. She picked it up, and tossed it in her bag.
She tossed in some personal items, and her small notebook, which she carried around to get in quick details she might forget by the time she got home.
She went back down the stairs, and noticed her dogs sitting out on the porch, waiting to be admitted back into the house.
"C'mon you two," she said, opening the sliding glass door that was acting as the façade between the dogs and herself. Lily heard her mother on the phone in the kitchen, and turned to face the room.
She glanced around it, at her father's big-screen television. She didn't care much for television, apart from the fact this was an excellent screen to view all her favorite films. She was dedicated only to two shows a week, 'Alias' and 'Gilmore Girls'.
**A/N: I'm not entirely sure about whether television series are the same in both the U.S. and Britain or not, but I'm going to guess, and put them in here.
2) I am aware that in the '70s and '80s they would not have DVDs and such TVs, as will be used in this story, but I'm going to use them as if Lily & James were alive in the twenty-first century. Thank you.**
She did not usually just sit around and watch it randomly when she was bored. Sometimes she might catch a glimpse of an interesting show and decide to watch it, but only off and on. She loved to watch her movies, though. She was a big fan of them, in fact, and loved to watch them over and over on the giant screen. She had a very, well . Not quite *modest* collection of DVDs, over ninety of her own. She kept them down here in the family room, along with her sister's and her parents'. She seemed to have just about every movie she had ever adored, and, if she didn't own it, her parents or sister did.
As she was gazing at her profuse collection, her mother came in.
"Lily, dear, it's Mrs. Penton. She says Mrs. Potter was wondering if James could bring some friends. It's fine with her, but she wanted to check with us. Do you mind at all?"
"No, Mum."
"Excellent! The more the merrier, Penny, dear!" she exclaimed as she returned to her phone call. Lily sighed exasperatedly.
She decided to brush out her layered hair again, and head over to the Pentons'. She told her mother quickly and walked out of the house. She caught a glimpse of the snow owl again. It seemed odd that it was suddenly there . She decided she'd question Jason of it.
She knocked quickly on the door and Jason came.
"Hey! The Potters will be here soon . No idea why Mum can't just have them meet us there, but no big. Why are you here early?" Jason asked.
"One word. Tedium. The bloody house is crammed-full of it," Lily said, rolling her eyes.
"Oh," Jason laughed.
"So what's the bloody owl still in your tree for?" Lily questioned.
"Oh, she's mine! I got her in America. Mum and Dad got it for me for my birthday while we were down there!"
"Which reminds me! Did you get your present I sent you?" Lily asked, recalling the gift she had sent to the address Jason informed her he would be at the day of his birthday.
"Yes, and thank you! I finished "The Hobbit" but I still have the whole of the Lord of the Rinds trilogy," he said, referring to the boxed set of JRR Tolkein books she had given him.
"Wonderful! Then we are close! I just started "The Fellowship of the Ring" and am about three chapters in!"
"Cool, we can-" Jason began, but was interrupted by a loud thud, making Lily scream.
"Lily! Relax! Just the Potters, flooing over!" Jason said, looking as if he was ready to crack up laughing. "Mum! Potters are here! Hey James! Who's that?" he asked.
Sure enough, there was James, the boy from the other day, standing in the- fireplace? Jason was referring to a boy with dark black hair that was hanging down, slightly in his eyes.
"Jason, this is Sirius," he said, jabbing a thumb in the boy's direction- "Sirius Jason. Sirius, this is . er ."
"Lily. Lily Evans," Lily provided.
"Yeah, Lily this is Sirius."
"Lovely to meet you, Lily m'dear," Sirius said, sticking out his hand in an elaborate motion. Lily shook it, ready to laugh at his antics, until he leaned down to kiss it.
"Mind keeping it in your pants for God's sake Sirius!" James said, whacking him up-side the head, laughing.
"Fair enough," he said, with a surrendering shrug. Lily looked at the two like they were completely insane, and had just escaped from the nice little room with padded walls. Suddenly, another thud came from the fireplace.
"Oi! Remus! What took so long?" James asked the boy with chocolate brown hair and matching eyes, who was standing in the fireplace.
"Missed the fireplace. Not my bloody fault though! You guys didn't exactly tell me where we were going . Lucky your mum came looking for me, though, James. Came and got me out of some old hag's house who was ready to beat me with a stick," The boy, Remus, said with a grin.
"Remus, this is Lily and this is Jason. You guys, this is Remus," James said, with the similar gestures around the room, except no one tried to kiss Lily's hand.
"So, what was the whole thing with the screeching when we got here?" Sirius asked. "Thought I was going to come face to face with a bloody banshee!" Lily blushed, she hadn't thought her scream was *that* loud .
"Lily here hadn't ever witnessed floo before. Guess the loud thud and a figure emitting itself from the fire is slightly unsettling, if you have no idea what is going on with it," Jason responded.
"Oh! You're a muggle born! Sweet! James, think if I actually decided to *date* her . that would be a laugh! Mum would have a bloody fit! Probably would disown me, knowing the old hag!" Sirius said with a laugh. "Lily, mind doing me a huge favor and go out with me?"
"Ah, give the bloody woman a break. You'll have plenty of time to date girls she won't approve of in a few years. No real harm being close friends with them. She'll be angry enough ." James said. Lily was quite confused. What were they talking about? What was so wrong with "muggle-borns"?
"Sorry then. Lily, mind saving me a date in about . two years?" Sirius said, laughing. Then he saw her confused face and said, "Nothing against you Lily, it's just my family has an er- well, they're very big-headed when it comes to "pure-blood". See, my family has roots and roots and roots of all-wizard families. No muggles in that old family tree. They are under the impression that Muggles, and any of their relations, are below them. I, on the other hand, don't mind them a bit. James didn't tell me you lot would even be in a muggle neighborhood! Boy, all I told me mum was that I was getting out to get school supplies!" Lily still did not quite understand, but her time for questions was cut off, as another thud came through the house. A very angry Mrs. Potter came storming from the fireplace, muttering curses at apparently the 'old hag'. She obviously did not see the children present, as she went on cursing. She looked up to see the amused faces of her son, and his friends.
"Oh, um, sorry . Excuse my- erm- French," She said, hurrying quickly into the kitchen, where the other mothers were.
"Well, that had to be the highlight of my day," James said, stretching. Everyone seemed to erupt in laughter.
"So, Lily, what's it like living the muggle way? Fascinating? Boring? Difficult?" Sirius said, pointing what looked to be an invisible microphone straight at a confused Lily.
"Well, I don't exactly have much to compare it to . but transportation wise, I'd rather floo that have to drive out to my relatives' houses," Lily said, shrugging. "But generally, my life's pretty darn boring."
"Oh come on Lily! You've got to be kidding me!" Jason said, laughing. "You've got a great life! Heck, you've definitely got an excellent, sexy best friend!" he added with a wink.
"Oh my golly, Lillikins! I think Jason here has a crush on your best friend!" Sirius said with a laugh.
"Shut up! I'm her bloody best friend that I was referring to, you dunce!" Jason said, hitting him up side the head.
"So you're schizophrenic?" Sirius said with a laugh, ducking the next blow at his pitiful head.
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