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Summary: Lily Evans is a goody-goody at Hogwarts, to anyone who doesn't know her. They think she's nice, innocent and sweet. Their wrong. People may think Lily has no friends in Hogwarts, and knows no-one, but they have never seen her at 'La Rave'. She usually parties all night long, but they don't know that, or do they?
a/n: E.K. Kropp: thanks.
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"What the hell are you doing home, bitch? It hasn't been 9 months yet." Asked Lily's "mommy".
"School goes on for 10 months, and it's Christmas." Said Lily, coldly.
"So what?" asked "mommy", with a sneer.
"You come home for Christmas." Said Lily, like it was the most obvious thing in the world(which it was).
"Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot." Said "mommy".
"You are an idiot." Snapped Lily.
"Alright I've heard enough. GET OUT OF MY GOD-DAMN HOUSE!" screamed "mommy.
"Alright, alright, I'm going. Gods Annabelle(her "mommy") don't throw a fit." Said Lily.
Annabelle("mommy") threw a glass vase at Lily. The vase stopped right before it reached Lily's head, and started going into a different direction, and smashing against a wall.
"Se yas, my ever loving mother." Said Lily, both bitterly, and sarcastically.(don't ask how that possible, it is, trust me, I've done it!).
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"James." Called his mother sweetly.
She got no reply.
"James." She called again, slightly louder.
Still no reply.
"James Potter." Said his mother, in a risking voice.
There was still no reply.
"JAMES EWARD POTTER GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUT OF BED!" screamed his mother, not even slightly out of breath.
James scrambled out of bed in his orange with purple bunnies boxers and a dark blue t-shirt. He fell down the stairs.
"You bellowed?" he asked, out of breath.
"Yes, your father wants you in his study." Said his mother, sighing.
James tiredly trudged down the hall to his father's study. He knocked on the door, kind of scared. The only time his father had ever called him to his study was when he was punishing James.
"Come in." called James's father.
James walked in slowly.
"You wanted me?" asked James, a little uncertain.
"Yes, James. Your mother and I have been talking," started Mr. Potter.
'That's never a good thing.' Thought James, mentally.
"And we have decided to send you Mr. Rollins." Said Mr. Potter.
James wracked his brain for that name. It seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.
James' father, seeing James' puzzled look quickly explained "The last time you saw him you were about 6. He was about 3 years older than you with blond hair and violet eyes."
"Oh, the freaky eye dude." Said James, smiling. "He's cool."
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"Billy." Called Lily, walking through the door of a rundown hotel.
There was no response.
"Billy Rollins." Called Lily, slightly louder.
Soon a guy about 19 years old, with blond hair and purple eyes came out of a room wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a light orange sweater.
"Hello, Lily, darling. Back so soon?" he asked, with raised eyebrows.
Lily laughed. "Shut it. My mom kicked me out, again, so I'm crashing here for awhile." Said Lily.
"Cool, but someone else is going to be here, too." Said Billy.
"Who?" asked Lily.
In response there was a knock on the door. In came James Potter.
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Summary: Lily Evans is a goody-goody at Hogwarts, to anyone who doesn't know her. They think she's nice, innocent and sweet. Their wrong. People may think Lily has no friends in Hogwarts, and knows no-one, but they have never seen her at 'La Rave'. She usually parties all night long, but they don't know that, or do they?
a/n: E.K. Kropp: thanks.
~**~**~* *~*~**
"What the hell are you doing home, bitch? It hasn't been 9 months yet." Asked Lily's "mommy".
"School goes on for 10 months, and it's Christmas." Said Lily, coldly.
"So what?" asked "mommy", with a sneer.
"You come home for Christmas." Said Lily, like it was the most obvious thing in the world(which it was).
"Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot." Said "mommy".
"You are an idiot." Snapped Lily.
"Alright I've heard enough. GET OUT OF MY GOD-DAMN HOUSE!" screamed "mommy.
"Alright, alright, I'm going. Gods Annabelle(her "mommy") don't throw a fit." Said Lily.
Annabelle("mommy") threw a glass vase at Lily. The vase stopped right before it reached Lily's head, and started going into a different direction, and smashing against a wall.
"Se yas, my ever loving mother." Said Lily, both bitterly, and sarcastically.(don't ask how that possible, it is, trust me, I've done it!).
~**~*~*(~**~*~
"James." Called his mother sweetly.
She got no reply.
"James." She called again, slightly louder.
Still no reply.
"James Potter." Said his mother, in a risking voice.
There was still no reply.
"JAMES EWARD POTTER GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUT OF BED!" screamed his mother, not even slightly out of breath.
James scrambled out of bed in his orange with purple bunnies boxers and a dark blue t-shirt. He fell down the stairs.
"You bellowed?" he asked, out of breath.
"Yes, your father wants you in his study." Said his mother, sighing.
James tiredly trudged down the hall to his father's study. He knocked on the door, kind of scared. The only time his father had ever called him to his study was when he was punishing James.
"Come in." called James's father.
James walked in slowly.
"You wanted me?" asked James, a little uncertain.
"Yes, James. Your mother and I have been talking," started Mr. Potter.
'That's never a good thing.' Thought James, mentally.
"And we have decided to send you Mr. Rollins." Said Mr. Potter.
James wracked his brain for that name. It seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.
James' father, seeing James' puzzled look quickly explained "The last time you saw him you were about 6. He was about 3 years older than you with blond hair and violet eyes."
"Oh, the freaky eye dude." Said James, smiling. "He's cool."
~*~*~**~**~~*
"Billy." Called Lily, walking through the door of a rundown hotel.
There was no response.
"Billy Rollins." Called Lily, slightly louder.
Soon a guy about 19 years old, with blond hair and purple eyes came out of a room wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a light orange sweater.
"Hello, Lily, darling. Back so soon?" he asked, with raised eyebrows.
Lily laughed. "Shut it. My mom kicked me out, again, so I'm crashing here for awhile." Said Lily.
"Cool, but someone else is going to be here, too." Said Billy.
"Who?" asked Lily.
In response there was a knock on the door. In came James Potter.
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