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Chapter 5: Who is Lily Evans?
"Lisa Alba," screeched Professor McGonagall, the deputy Headmistress, while calling out the names of the first years. "Hufflepuff."
"Jacob Bueller."
"Ravenclaw."
"Alisha Byllen."
"Slytherin." (A/N those slimy gits. Lol. )
And the list went on and on, until all twenty of them have been sorted.
"Now, I bet you all are hungry and want to dig in. Am I right?" asked Dumbledore good-naturedly. There were grumbles around the Great Hall complaining for lack of food.
"Well, before we 'dig in'. We have three new students today that need to be sorted. They are all in seventh year and have come to us from Beauxbatons. I hope you treat them with respect and show them how good Hogwarts is," said Dumbledore, full of enthusiasm.
The Marauders all came out of the room they were held in and walked to the front of the Great Hall.
Suddenly, whispers all around them erupted. "Who are they?", "Why are they here, now?" and the occasional, "They look hot!" from the girls.
When they got to the front, Professor McGonagall called Sirius Black forward and he was sorted into Gryffindor. Then Remus Lupin was also sorted into Gryffindor. And finally, James Potter. When he walked towards the stool, the whole hall erupted with decisive whispers on what house he'll be sorted into. When he jammed the hat on his head, the usual voice began talking to him. Hmmm . . . Great mind, I see. Yes, you will be famous and save this school from the inevitable. There certainly is bravery. Let me put in . . . "Gryffindor!" the hat shouted for the whole hall to hear.
The hall erupted in applause. They wanted to get to know the three that were sorted into Gryffindor. All the girls wanted to meet them, and probably do more than talking.
"Thank you, thank you, gentlemen," said Dumbledore, his blue eyes twinkling like it always does, when the three sat down at the appropriate table.
"Now, before we begin the feast. I would like all of you to acknowledge your fellow Heads: James Potter and Lily Evans both from Gryffindor, and also James, Lily, there's a meeting in my office after the feast." when the two stood up James was searching for this, so called, Lily Evans. A huge lump was stuck in James' throat when he saw 'Lily Evans' because the red head who he was attracted to was Lily Evans. How lucky can a guy get? James thought giddily.
"Now, let's eat! Bibbity bobbity boo!" said Dumbledore merrily, watching the stunned new faces when the food appeared.
All throughout dinner girls kept on walking up to the Marauders and just start flirting with them, but the Marauders knew too much about the risks involved to start flirting back.
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Lily's P.O.V.
"Look at them!" screeched Lily, talking to her best friends, Annabelle (Annie) Adams, and Matilda (Maddie) Lockney, she was referring to the Marauders.
"Give it a break, Lils," sighed Annie, digging into her steak and kidney pie. Annie was beautiful. She had long gorgeous black hair that went to her mid-back and had purple highlights to the very tips of her hair. Her eyes were the most beautiful shade of violet anyone has ever seen. It would change with the mood she was in. She was of average height.
"Yea, Lils! Why are you acting like that? Are you jealous?" teased Lily's other best friend, Maddie. She was also gorgeous, just like the other two. She had beautiful blond hair with natural highlights that reached her shoulders and curled outwards. Her beautiful sea green eyes are very rare. She was also of average height.
"Jealous? Me? You have got to be kidding. Who'd want to be jealous of those bumbling idiots?" asked Lily with exasperation eyeing them surrounding the new guys. The truth was, she was jealous. Lily thought she was ugly and would never reach the higher status of those 'bumbling idiots', as she called them. Yea, right. Why would anyone think I was gorgeous? I'm just a fat little carrot head. Lily thought sullenly. (A/N Lily's depressed in this story but hides it by being preppy) If only I looked that good for James. Why did I have to be born with this stupid red hair? She thought, looking at James and the bimbos with envy.
"Lils. Please tell me your not going through the phase where you're all depressed because you're not beautiful. Because you are," Maddie insisted cheerfully.
"Yea, right. I will never be pretty. I'd never even be as pretty as you guys. You don't need to cheer me up," said Lily sulkily, by the end of the feast. She was going to go find James then go down to the Headmaster's office. End P.O.V.
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"Uh, hey, Lily," stammered James. He didn't know what was wrong because he seemed not to be able to talk to her.
"Oh, hey. How do you like Hogwarts so far?" asked Lily, mildly interested.
"It's great. There's a lot of nice people here," said James, staring at Lily.
Lily was getting a little uncomfortable by this. Why is he staring at me? He probably thinks that I'm ugly! She thought glumly.
Wow she looks gorgeous! I probably won't have a chance with her. Besides, I'm not allowed to have relationships. I can't wait til I get out of here. Thought James, getting nearer to the Headmaster's office.
When they reached the gargoyle Lily said the password, "Lemon Drop," and walked up the stairs leading to the Headmaster's door. James was amazed at this and was surprised. He actually was surprised by two things: 1) the way to get to Dumbledore's looked really cool and 2) Lily didn't start flirting with James, like the other girls.
Lily was about to knock when Dumbledore told them to come in. Whoa! Thought James, thinking that Dumbledore was a seer.
"Ah, Lily, James. Take a seat," said Dumbledore gesturing towards two beautifully carved chairs in front of his desk. James looked amazed. There were a lot of silver gadgets that made a lot of noise. He thought Dumbledore was a rather peculiar wizard.
"Thank you, Professor," they said in unison, each taking a chair.
"Well, we do have a meeting to start. So, I'll just get right to the point. Since you have been selected the Heads of this school, there will be a lot more responsibilities to take over. Like being put in charge of the prefects, holding meetings, planning the balls, etc. You will be spending quite a lot of time with each other outside of class, so I suggest that you get to know each other better. Do you understand?" asked Dumbledore, playing with one of the gadgets that exploded in his face.
"Yes, sir," Lily and James said, trying to stifle their laughs, which was almost impossible.
"Good. You are dismissed. Get a good night rest. Your duties start tomorrow," Dumbledore dismissed them, while trying to remove all the soot from his face.
"That was so funny!" exclaimed James, once they were out of earshot.
"Yea. I should have brought my camera!" wheezed Lily. James looked confused so she dismissed the statement.
"Whoa!" said Lily once they got to the Heads common room. 'Whoa' was exactly how to explain what she was trying to say. The common room was decorated with maroon and gold; Gryffindor colors. It was small, but cozy; enough room for two people.
"Yea! This looks cool," said James, yawning, "Guess I'm gonna go to bed. G'night Lily."
"Good night, James," said Lily, trying not to stare at his handsome face and messed up hair, which made him even more handsome. When James went to bed, Lily let out a breath of air, she hadn't known she was holding.
Lily was confused and frustrated. She never felt like this before. So, she ran up to her cool, new room and headed for her poetry book. Whenever she felt sad, angry, confused, or frustrated she always wrote poetry. They help her deal with some of the steam.
That whole night, the only thing you can hear are the scribbles of a quill on parchment from Lily's room. Finally, at one in the morning she finished her poem and headed off to a wonderful dream filled with James Potter.
Lost When he stares at me, I go weak, when he talks to me my knees tremble. How does he do this to me? I thought. Watching him with his friends, I feel lost. Lost . . . that's what I feel. Swirling into oblivion. I am a damsel and he's my prince charming. But, he can't find me. I'm lost. Lost in a world with tragedy everywhere I look. I see a light, but then it disappears. In its place, I see my prince charming, but he, too, disappears. Will I ever get out of this rancid place? I long for my prince, but he never came. I doubt that he even would. I cry into the late hours of the night. Trying to drown all of the sad feelings inside. Unfortunately, there's a deep void, which longs to be filled with happiness. A happiness which only my one true love can fill. My time will probably come. But for now, I am lost. And I don't know if I will ever find my way.
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Hey peeps! Just wanted to thank y'all for reviewing. YAY! This is my fifth chap. How was it? Hope it meets your standards. R&R. Luv ya lots! -krazee4LJ
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Chapter 5: Who is Lily Evans?
"Lisa Alba," screeched Professor McGonagall, the deputy Headmistress, while calling out the names of the first years. "Hufflepuff."
"Jacob Bueller."
"Ravenclaw."
"Alisha Byllen."
"Slytherin." (A/N those slimy gits. Lol. )
And the list went on and on, until all twenty of them have been sorted.
"Now, I bet you all are hungry and want to dig in. Am I right?" asked Dumbledore good-naturedly. There were grumbles around the Great Hall complaining for lack of food.
"Well, before we 'dig in'. We have three new students today that need to be sorted. They are all in seventh year and have come to us from Beauxbatons. I hope you treat them with respect and show them how good Hogwarts is," said Dumbledore, full of enthusiasm.
The Marauders all came out of the room they were held in and walked to the front of the Great Hall.
Suddenly, whispers all around them erupted. "Who are they?", "Why are they here, now?" and the occasional, "They look hot!" from the girls.
When they got to the front, Professor McGonagall called Sirius Black forward and he was sorted into Gryffindor. Then Remus Lupin was also sorted into Gryffindor. And finally, James Potter. When he walked towards the stool, the whole hall erupted with decisive whispers on what house he'll be sorted into. When he jammed the hat on his head, the usual voice began talking to him. Hmmm . . . Great mind, I see. Yes, you will be famous and save this school from the inevitable. There certainly is bravery. Let me put in . . . "Gryffindor!" the hat shouted for the whole hall to hear.
The hall erupted in applause. They wanted to get to know the three that were sorted into Gryffindor. All the girls wanted to meet them, and probably do more than talking.
"Thank you, thank you, gentlemen," said Dumbledore, his blue eyes twinkling like it always does, when the three sat down at the appropriate table.
"Now, before we begin the feast. I would like all of you to acknowledge your fellow Heads: James Potter and Lily Evans both from Gryffindor, and also James, Lily, there's a meeting in my office after the feast." when the two stood up James was searching for this, so called, Lily Evans. A huge lump was stuck in James' throat when he saw 'Lily Evans' because the red head who he was attracted to was Lily Evans. How lucky can a guy get? James thought giddily.
"Now, let's eat! Bibbity bobbity boo!" said Dumbledore merrily, watching the stunned new faces when the food appeared.
All throughout dinner girls kept on walking up to the Marauders and just start flirting with them, but the Marauders knew too much about the risks involved to start flirting back.
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Lily's P.O.V.
"Look at them!" screeched Lily, talking to her best friends, Annabelle (Annie) Adams, and Matilda (Maddie) Lockney, she was referring to the Marauders.
"Give it a break, Lils," sighed Annie, digging into her steak and kidney pie. Annie was beautiful. She had long gorgeous black hair that went to her mid-back and had purple highlights to the very tips of her hair. Her eyes were the most beautiful shade of violet anyone has ever seen. It would change with the mood she was in. She was of average height.
"Yea, Lils! Why are you acting like that? Are you jealous?" teased Lily's other best friend, Maddie. She was also gorgeous, just like the other two. She had beautiful blond hair with natural highlights that reached her shoulders and curled outwards. Her beautiful sea green eyes are very rare. She was also of average height.
"Jealous? Me? You have got to be kidding. Who'd want to be jealous of those bumbling idiots?" asked Lily with exasperation eyeing them surrounding the new guys. The truth was, she was jealous. Lily thought she was ugly and would never reach the higher status of those 'bumbling idiots', as she called them. Yea, right. Why would anyone think I was gorgeous? I'm just a fat little carrot head. Lily thought sullenly. (A/N Lily's depressed in this story but hides it by being preppy) If only I looked that good for James. Why did I have to be born with this stupid red hair? She thought, looking at James and the bimbos with envy.
"Lils. Please tell me your not going through the phase where you're all depressed because you're not beautiful. Because you are," Maddie insisted cheerfully.
"Yea, right. I will never be pretty. I'd never even be as pretty as you guys. You don't need to cheer me up," said Lily sulkily, by the end of the feast. She was going to go find James then go down to the Headmaster's office. End P.O.V.
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"Uh, hey, Lily," stammered James. He didn't know what was wrong because he seemed not to be able to talk to her.
"Oh, hey. How do you like Hogwarts so far?" asked Lily, mildly interested.
"It's great. There's a lot of nice people here," said James, staring at Lily.
Lily was getting a little uncomfortable by this. Why is he staring at me? He probably thinks that I'm ugly! She thought glumly.
Wow she looks gorgeous! I probably won't have a chance with her. Besides, I'm not allowed to have relationships. I can't wait til I get out of here. Thought James, getting nearer to the Headmaster's office.
When they reached the gargoyle Lily said the password, "Lemon Drop," and walked up the stairs leading to the Headmaster's door. James was amazed at this and was surprised. He actually was surprised by two things: 1) the way to get to Dumbledore's looked really cool and 2) Lily didn't start flirting with James, like the other girls.
Lily was about to knock when Dumbledore told them to come in. Whoa! Thought James, thinking that Dumbledore was a seer.
"Ah, Lily, James. Take a seat," said Dumbledore gesturing towards two beautifully carved chairs in front of his desk. James looked amazed. There were a lot of silver gadgets that made a lot of noise. He thought Dumbledore was a rather peculiar wizard.
"Thank you, Professor," they said in unison, each taking a chair.
"Well, we do have a meeting to start. So, I'll just get right to the point. Since you have been selected the Heads of this school, there will be a lot more responsibilities to take over. Like being put in charge of the prefects, holding meetings, planning the balls, etc. You will be spending quite a lot of time with each other outside of class, so I suggest that you get to know each other better. Do you understand?" asked Dumbledore, playing with one of the gadgets that exploded in his face.
"Yes, sir," Lily and James said, trying to stifle their laughs, which was almost impossible.
"Good. You are dismissed. Get a good night rest. Your duties start tomorrow," Dumbledore dismissed them, while trying to remove all the soot from his face.
"That was so funny!" exclaimed James, once they were out of earshot.
"Yea. I should have brought my camera!" wheezed Lily. James looked confused so she dismissed the statement.
"Whoa!" said Lily once they got to the Heads common room. 'Whoa' was exactly how to explain what she was trying to say. The common room was decorated with maroon and gold; Gryffindor colors. It was small, but cozy; enough room for two people.
"Yea! This looks cool," said James, yawning, "Guess I'm gonna go to bed. G'night Lily."
"Good night, James," said Lily, trying not to stare at his handsome face and messed up hair, which made him even more handsome. When James went to bed, Lily let out a breath of air, she hadn't known she was holding.
Lily was confused and frustrated. She never felt like this before. So, she ran up to her cool, new room and headed for her poetry book. Whenever she felt sad, angry, confused, or frustrated she always wrote poetry. They help her deal with some of the steam.
That whole night, the only thing you can hear are the scribbles of a quill on parchment from Lily's room. Finally, at one in the morning she finished her poem and headed off to a wonderful dream filled with James Potter.
Lost When he stares at me, I go weak, when he talks to me my knees tremble. How does he do this to me? I thought. Watching him with his friends, I feel lost. Lost . . . that's what I feel. Swirling into oblivion. I am a damsel and he's my prince charming. But, he can't find me. I'm lost. Lost in a world with tragedy everywhere I look. I see a light, but then it disappears. In its place, I see my prince charming, but he, too, disappears. Will I ever get out of this rancid place? I long for my prince, but he never came. I doubt that he even would. I cry into the late hours of the night. Trying to drown all of the sad feelings inside. Unfortunately, there's a deep void, which longs to be filled with happiness. A happiness which only my one true love can fill. My time will probably come. But for now, I am lost. And I don't know if I will ever find my way.
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Hey peeps! Just wanted to thank y'all for reviewing. YAY! This is my fifth chap. How was it? Hope it meets your standards. R&R. Luv ya lots! -krazee4LJ