Disclaimer: Harry Potter came from J.K. Rowling's fabulous mind, not mine, and most all of the characters and locations in this fanfiction were created by her wonderful brain. I can only take credit for this fanfiction idea and any locations or characters I make up.
Ok, this will be a short fic everyone! A fluffy one too! I don't know how long it will be, but it will be only a few chapters!
So, let me begin the story!
-One Hundred Violens-
A Lily and James fanfiction brought to you by yours truely, Christy.
-Prologe-
One hundred violens make the most beautiful music. So many different parts to one sound, harmonizing together. It's beautiful. That's why I took up the violen, but it wasn't the same when I played. When I played, al I heard was music, not love, no passion. So I stopped. It has been so many years since I picked up my old violen, before I went to Hogwarts. But now, I don't know what it is, I picked up that old violen, and I played, I couldn't stop. The sound was amazing, breathtaking. Smoothe, and yet not, passionate, lovely. It sounded like a hundred violenists playing their hearts out, for all to see. I've only just realized why it's different now. Why my imperfect, scratchy melodies of now are more beautiful than the overly practiced songs of back then. It's because of you. Our love is one hundred violens playing endless, beautiful, heart wretching strings of sound. Our love is the music that pierces the souls of few. True, undeniable, can't live without you love. We are one hundred violens.
Let's go make our music louder.
Please read and review! I should have some more coming up very soon! Today even! But I start school on Tuesday, so I hope I won't slow down! Don't worry, everything will be longer than that!