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Ok on with this.
« Speech »
Thought
Stressing
Lily Evans First Year
Chapter Two.
Peter Pettigrew was in her school. Joy. And I'm going to have a hell of a hangover tomorow. My life sucks. Lily cried herself to sleep, not understanding how just Peters arrival had made her cry. But she knew why in a way. It reminded her of her old life. The one she was blindly running away from.
When Lily Evans woke up with a slight hangover, no idea of where she was, and with no memory of the day before, there's no need to tell you how slightly spooked she was.
After getting off of her bed, still dressed in the clothes before, she noticed she had went to sleep like a drunk girl. She stumbled to the window, closing the gap between the curtains causing all the light from muggle side of the inn to filter into her room., Lily took a couple of minutes running around alternating between freaking out, attepting to open the door, looking around and bumping into various things because of her almost histerical state.
It's probably a safe bet to say that being the over-average smart girl she was, she came to her senses.
« ENOUGH! » screeched our poor 14 year old, stopping dead in her tracks and taking a few deep breaths. Talking to herself had always helped her think, she needed a distraction to figure out the mess she was in.
She took a look out the window and recognised a part of London she had visited a couple of years ago.
« Now. Why the hell am I in London? » She turned, pushing away that puzzling thought for another. Where did all those shopping bags come from? She walked over to one of them, taking and opening the wooden box it contained. As her fingers grazed the wooden stick in the box, all the memorys she had repressed unconsciously for fear of having dreamt came back to her. The math class, the prissy lady, the memos, the white button, diagon alley, the cute boys in the pub and finally Peter Pettigrew. As she remembered what she had said to him, she felt herself blush.
He didn't deserve her jealousy.
So she was going to Hogwarts after all....she could barely beleive it. After three years of crying over a letter, this year she was finally going to get to explore her powers.
« What would it be like? » she wondered out loud, looking at her hands.
Mentally shaking herself Lily walked to her suitcase, barely wondering why it was there when she had come here straight from school. She oppened the case, expecting to find some certain clothes in it, and expecting right because they were all there, though Lily could of sworn she saw that pair of shoes she hated a second before it dissapeared.
She picked up a pair of loose low-waist cut black jeans similar to yesterday's. She also took a pareo (like the ones you usually put over your bathing suit in the summer) black with silver and blue designs on it, followed a corset style blouse, tied in the back by strings, with four centimeters large and high squares between strings, revealing her skin. The shirt had wide sleeves that went up to the tip of her fingers and the shirt ended precisly where the pants started.
She took a quick five minute shower, not noticing the shampoo of her favorite kind magicly appearing on the edge of the bath, did all nessesary womanly things, happily noticing she didnt look as tired as she felt.
After she stepped out of the bathroom, freshly washed and dressed, she took another look around the room, taking in everything and noticing an envelope on the dresser. She walked over to it, automaticly putting small bags into bigger ones and arranging everything so it was easily carried.
When the time came to open the letter, Lily stopped and stared at it for a few seconds, remembering very clearly the memos jumping out of no where for the madam she had been with. While it had been entertaining to see her lose control over flashing papers, she had the distinct impression she couldnt handle the situation as well.
A glance towards her wand made her think that if she needed it, she couldnt even use it.
Ah well, what harm can it do. Oh nothing much, just start flashing enough different colours and making enough different sounds to get you into a shock. countered her voice in her head. Ugh. Well I will just have to try.
As her hand edged its way towards the envelope, she could almost hear the suspence music getting more intense. She finally touched it and...nothing.
For a second.
Then....well nothing more except Lily regained the ability to breath. She picked it up, and the woman of the day before seemed to pop into the room. Shock endued staring followed, before Lily smoothly welcomed the woman while waving the letter in the air.
« So I see you're already up and dressed. Good I was afraid you would of had trouble sleeping with the incredible amount of noise made last night. » said the woman, picking up the last bags Lily hadnt managed to stuff into her suitcase and taking the letter straight from Lily's hand.
Hey wait. Where did my suitcase come from...ah well who cares its here.
As the woman read the letter to herself, Lily became more aware that strange things had happened before, and figuring they all should go under the bed labled « magic nonsense, too complicated. »
« Ok! So this is very convinient, you're already dressed and ready to go so we'll go eat downstaires before heading towards the trainstation. Is that okay for you? » asked the lady, with Lily's bags in her hands, she gestured toward the door , almost to hopefully.
Knowing better than to discuss it with her, and having no reason to, Lily took her suitcase and followed..euh well the woman hadnt told her her name so Lily figured she would find another way to get that when she wasnt trying to dodge little filthy and white looking things walking around with various breakfasts.
Not even trying to comprehend that fact, pushing it under the bed along with all magical oddities she noticed, she made her way through the crowd downstairs staying close to the annoyed woman she was following.
They went through a peaceful white looking door, and right away the noise died down and she found herself walking in a calm room, filled with tables and comfortable looking chairs. Everybody in the room seemed like important business..ahem creatures and V.I.P. so she figured it was privilaged. Never would of thought that from the look of the place outside heh? snorted her inner voice, almost making Lily reprimend it.
They sat down into a corner, ordered coffee and pancakes to a flying pen and paper (under the bed UNDER the bed...).
« So you said you were informed that you were a witch, and you seemed resigned to living your life as a muggle, what were you going to do when you were older before yesterday? » asked the young witch, seemingly more relaxed now that her charge was fed and rested and frankly about to leave.
« Well I was going to head into informatic technology and programming, though writing and astronomy always facinated me, as did politic and helping teens with drug or drinking problems, I'm not sure of what I would of went as really... » drifted off Lily.
The woman began talking excitedly about intresting theories the muggle physisians came up with for different puzzles of the universe, Lily learning with intrest there were classes on that exact subject at Hogwarts, and that in fifth year you could start taking theory classes, based on arguing different points for hours.
The subject facinated Lily, but it must of looked fake because in her coffee cup appeared the word « bored? » in white milk. About to start chanting her mantra (under the bed, under the bed,) she took her spoon and decided to simply mix the milk in her coffee.
After doing so, she noticed that if she put her spoon back in, it left mini traces of milk, small enough to write three or four words in her cup. Nodding absently to the woman, she traced « not particularly » in her cup and added a comment or two after the other girls questions about her theory on the big bang explanation.
Looking back to her cup, she saw that « shame ;) » was now winking at her from it.
She wrote back « whys that? » before taking a long glance around the room, noting that not only were the boys from the day before sitting together into another corner, Potter and Black were bent over a cup looking very guilty of something. Gods, I love them... lol!
Remus and Peter didnt seem to be participating...ah shame she was in the mood for Remus' smart wit and smoothness. As she was day-dreaming off about random things, the cup started to shake slightly.
Jumping out of her reverie, she looked at it and saw the answer waiting impatiently for her. « our convos are more intr »
« Can't even fit :P » was sent to their table via coffee express while she was thinking of Remus.
She looked back at their table, and saw Remus glancing back from his friends cup, to her, to his cup and Peter looking oblivious. Wondering why Remus was into it now to, she looked into her coffee, and was greeted with a side of black coffe with the usual Ya well thats relative milk spelling « shut up », and the other side milk with black writing « Prongs what the fu ».
Uh oh.
Figuring the milk side was Remus conversation and coffee James and Sirus conversation, Lily explained the situation fully to Remus, before doing the same to the other two leaving out the fact Remus was talking with her too, and the fact she knew it was them.
« Lily. Lily?? Hey Lily girl snap out of it! Youll be late for your first day! » the woman was pulling her up, her young age seeping through her language in the hurry to get to the trainstation in time. Lily quickly wrote back to Remus, sent the others to hell and walked off seeing all the teenagers in the room do the same.
Well they were the only teens so just them but still.
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They managed to get to King's Cross in time, and soon enough Lily had all her suitcase rolling behind her and all her magic stuff in her bag, plus her purse which was now getting her dirty looks as it was banging into everybody around. As they walked along platform nine, the woman quickly explained to her the things she needed to know.
« Your ticket will be magicly checked, you wont even notice it so forget about that, heres your ticket, some wizard money its worth about fifty of your dollars, you just take your stuff and go into a compartiment. I suggest you start studying you first year books, the headmaster will meet you after the sorting. Don't worry, theyll make you walk in with the first years, when your names called you just put on a hat and the table that claps is yours you go sit and your fine. Someone some one will point out the headmaster dont worry about that either. Ok? »
« Um, where exacly is platform nine and three quarters? » asked uncertainly Lily.
« You take your stuff and walk into the barrier between nine and ten, you wont feel a thing. Well I have to go now, I might see you at the school I'm trying for transfiguration assistant. Good luck! »
The woman marching away and blending in with the crowd, leaving Lily heading for the barrier not knowing wheather to stop or not. Oh go figure, why not and if I humiliate myself I can always through myself under a train. She walked straight through the barrier, and noted the woman had been right, you didnt feel a thing. As soon as she touched the barrier, she blurrily saw a train and various people on the other side, and knew the woman hadnt lied.
Things were so easy when properly explained.
She continued walking towards the train, and got herself a compartiment alone close to the end from where she could see the other kids, joking with friends and saying goodbye to parents. Before jealousy could creep up on her she had picked up a book at random from her bag and found herself immersed in elementry spells level one, not even feeling it when the train left the station, latin words mixing with the lyrics from the song she listened to.
Review?
HUGE thanks to Padfoot, my wonderful beta reader, thanks!
Ok on with this.
« Speech »
Thought
Stressing
Lily Evans First Year
Chapter Two.
Peter Pettigrew was in her school. Joy. And I'm going to have a hell of a hangover tomorow. My life sucks. Lily cried herself to sleep, not understanding how just Peters arrival had made her cry. But she knew why in a way. It reminded her of her old life. The one she was blindly running away from.
When Lily Evans woke up with a slight hangover, no idea of where she was, and with no memory of the day before, there's no need to tell you how slightly spooked she was.
After getting off of her bed, still dressed in the clothes before, she noticed she had went to sleep like a drunk girl. She stumbled to the window, closing the gap between the curtains causing all the light from muggle side of the inn to filter into her room., Lily took a couple of minutes running around alternating between freaking out, attepting to open the door, looking around and bumping into various things because of her almost histerical state.
It's probably a safe bet to say that being the over-average smart girl she was, she came to her senses.
« ENOUGH! » screeched our poor 14 year old, stopping dead in her tracks and taking a few deep breaths. Talking to herself had always helped her think, she needed a distraction to figure out the mess she was in.
She took a look out the window and recognised a part of London she had visited a couple of years ago.
« Now. Why the hell am I in London? » She turned, pushing away that puzzling thought for another. Where did all those shopping bags come from? She walked over to one of them, taking and opening the wooden box it contained. As her fingers grazed the wooden stick in the box, all the memorys she had repressed unconsciously for fear of having dreamt came back to her. The math class, the prissy lady, the memos, the white button, diagon alley, the cute boys in the pub and finally Peter Pettigrew. As she remembered what she had said to him, she felt herself blush.
He didn't deserve her jealousy.
So she was going to Hogwarts after all....she could barely beleive it. After three years of crying over a letter, this year she was finally going to get to explore her powers.
« What would it be like? » she wondered out loud, looking at her hands.
Mentally shaking herself Lily walked to her suitcase, barely wondering why it was there when she had come here straight from school. She oppened the case, expecting to find some certain clothes in it, and expecting right because they were all there, though Lily could of sworn she saw that pair of shoes she hated a second before it dissapeared.
She picked up a pair of loose low-waist cut black jeans similar to yesterday's. She also took a pareo (like the ones you usually put over your bathing suit in the summer) black with silver and blue designs on it, followed a corset style blouse, tied in the back by strings, with four centimeters large and high squares between strings, revealing her skin. The shirt had wide sleeves that went up to the tip of her fingers and the shirt ended precisly where the pants started.
She took a quick five minute shower, not noticing the shampoo of her favorite kind magicly appearing on the edge of the bath, did all nessesary womanly things, happily noticing she didnt look as tired as she felt.
After she stepped out of the bathroom, freshly washed and dressed, she took another look around the room, taking in everything and noticing an envelope on the dresser. She walked over to it, automaticly putting small bags into bigger ones and arranging everything so it was easily carried.
When the time came to open the letter, Lily stopped and stared at it for a few seconds, remembering very clearly the memos jumping out of no where for the madam she had been with. While it had been entertaining to see her lose control over flashing papers, she had the distinct impression she couldnt handle the situation as well.
A glance towards her wand made her think that if she needed it, she couldnt even use it.
Ah well, what harm can it do. Oh nothing much, just start flashing enough different colours and making enough different sounds to get you into a shock. countered her voice in her head. Ugh. Well I will just have to try.
As her hand edged its way towards the envelope, she could almost hear the suspence music getting more intense. She finally touched it and...nothing.
For a second.
Then....well nothing more except Lily regained the ability to breath. She picked it up, and the woman of the day before seemed to pop into the room. Shock endued staring followed, before Lily smoothly welcomed the woman while waving the letter in the air.
« So I see you're already up and dressed. Good I was afraid you would of had trouble sleeping with the incredible amount of noise made last night. » said the woman, picking up the last bags Lily hadnt managed to stuff into her suitcase and taking the letter straight from Lily's hand.
Hey wait. Where did my suitcase come from...ah well who cares its here.
As the woman read the letter to herself, Lily became more aware that strange things had happened before, and figuring they all should go under the bed labled « magic nonsense, too complicated. »
« Ok! So this is very convinient, you're already dressed and ready to go so we'll go eat downstaires before heading towards the trainstation. Is that okay for you? » asked the lady, with Lily's bags in her hands, she gestured toward the door , almost to hopefully.
Knowing better than to discuss it with her, and having no reason to, Lily took her suitcase and followed..euh well the woman hadnt told her her name so Lily figured she would find another way to get that when she wasnt trying to dodge little filthy and white looking things walking around with various breakfasts.
Not even trying to comprehend that fact, pushing it under the bed along with all magical oddities she noticed, she made her way through the crowd downstairs staying close to the annoyed woman she was following.
They went through a peaceful white looking door, and right away the noise died down and she found herself walking in a calm room, filled with tables and comfortable looking chairs. Everybody in the room seemed like important business..ahem creatures and V.I.P. so she figured it was privilaged. Never would of thought that from the look of the place outside heh? snorted her inner voice, almost making Lily reprimend it.
They sat down into a corner, ordered coffee and pancakes to a flying pen and paper (under the bed UNDER the bed...).
« So you said you were informed that you were a witch, and you seemed resigned to living your life as a muggle, what were you going to do when you were older before yesterday? » asked the young witch, seemingly more relaxed now that her charge was fed and rested and frankly about to leave.
« Well I was going to head into informatic technology and programming, though writing and astronomy always facinated me, as did politic and helping teens with drug or drinking problems, I'm not sure of what I would of went as really... » drifted off Lily.
The woman began talking excitedly about intresting theories the muggle physisians came up with for different puzzles of the universe, Lily learning with intrest there were classes on that exact subject at Hogwarts, and that in fifth year you could start taking theory classes, based on arguing different points for hours.
The subject facinated Lily, but it must of looked fake because in her coffee cup appeared the word « bored? » in white milk. About to start chanting her mantra (under the bed, under the bed,) she took her spoon and decided to simply mix the milk in her coffee.
After doing so, she noticed that if she put her spoon back in, it left mini traces of milk, small enough to write three or four words in her cup. Nodding absently to the woman, she traced « not particularly » in her cup and added a comment or two after the other girls questions about her theory on the big bang explanation.
Looking back to her cup, she saw that « shame ;) » was now winking at her from it.
She wrote back « whys that? » before taking a long glance around the room, noting that not only were the boys from the day before sitting together into another corner, Potter and Black were bent over a cup looking very guilty of something. Gods, I love them... lol!
Remus and Peter didnt seem to be participating...ah shame she was in the mood for Remus' smart wit and smoothness. As she was day-dreaming off about random things, the cup started to shake slightly.
Jumping out of her reverie, she looked at it and saw the answer waiting impatiently for her. « our convos are more intr »
« Can't even fit :P » was sent to their table via coffee express while she was thinking of Remus.
She looked back at their table, and saw Remus glancing back from his friends cup, to her, to his cup and Peter looking oblivious. Wondering why Remus was into it now to, she looked into her coffee, and was greeted with a side of black coffe with the usual Ya well thats relative milk spelling « shut up », and the other side milk with black writing « Prongs what the fu ».
Uh oh.
Figuring the milk side was Remus conversation and coffee James and Sirus conversation, Lily explained the situation fully to Remus, before doing the same to the other two leaving out the fact Remus was talking with her too, and the fact she knew it was them.
« Lily. Lily?? Hey Lily girl snap out of it! Youll be late for your first day! » the woman was pulling her up, her young age seeping through her language in the hurry to get to the trainstation in time. Lily quickly wrote back to Remus, sent the others to hell and walked off seeing all the teenagers in the room do the same.
Well they were the only teens so just them but still.
---------
They managed to get to King's Cross in time, and soon enough Lily had all her suitcase rolling behind her and all her magic stuff in her bag, plus her purse which was now getting her dirty looks as it was banging into everybody around. As they walked along platform nine, the woman quickly explained to her the things she needed to know.
« Your ticket will be magicly checked, you wont even notice it so forget about that, heres your ticket, some wizard money its worth about fifty of your dollars, you just take your stuff and go into a compartiment. I suggest you start studying you first year books, the headmaster will meet you after the sorting. Don't worry, theyll make you walk in with the first years, when your names called you just put on a hat and the table that claps is yours you go sit and your fine. Someone some one will point out the headmaster dont worry about that either. Ok? »
« Um, where exacly is platform nine and three quarters? » asked uncertainly Lily.
« You take your stuff and walk into the barrier between nine and ten, you wont feel a thing. Well I have to go now, I might see you at the school I'm trying for transfiguration assistant. Good luck! »
The woman marching away and blending in with the crowd, leaving Lily heading for the barrier not knowing wheather to stop or not. Oh go figure, why not and if I humiliate myself I can always through myself under a train. She walked straight through the barrier, and noted the woman had been right, you didnt feel a thing. As soon as she touched the barrier, she blurrily saw a train and various people on the other side, and knew the woman hadnt lied.
Things were so easy when properly explained.
She continued walking towards the train, and got herself a compartiment alone close to the end from where she could see the other kids, joking with friends and saying goodbye to parents. Before jealousy could creep up on her she had picked up a book at random from her bag and found herself immersed in elementry spells level one, not even feeling it when the train left the station, latin words mixing with the lyrics from the song she listened to.
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