Lily woke up just as the sun peeped out over the Forbidden Forest,
partially hidden in the gray mist rising above the treetops. A few delicate
rays graced the girl's dormitory with their presence, creating soft yellow
circles of light on Lily's bed curtains. She smiled, seeing that everyone
else was asleep; she loved being alone in the morning. There was something
so soothing about it; maybe it was the thought of all the other Hogwarts
inhabitants sleeping soundly in their beds, lost in the blissful land of
dreams.
She got out of bed quietly and slipped a cloak over her nightgown; she would change later. She glided gracefully across the room and out the door, giving her sleeping friends' beds one last glance.
The common room was chilly and empty. Chairs looked out of place without occupants, as well as tables that were completely clean. Lily tottered over to a chair by the window and pulled her knees up to her chin, covering her cold toes with the bottom of her cloak. She stared outside at the sky, watching the colors change from the golden hues of the sun to the pale blue sky of day. She was just thinking of how beautiful a painting it would make when she heard a slight shuffle behind her.
Lily snapped her head around towards the sound and was extremely surprised when she saw Remus Lupin looking at her with a terrified expression on his face.
"What are you doing here?" she asked accusingly, narrowing her eyes at him. She pulled her cloak closer to her body.
"N-nothing..." He said with the same wide-eyed expression. "I didn't think anyone would be here, no ones ever here this early in the morning. I was hoping you wouldn't hear me," he countinued, looking flustered.
Lily noticed that he looked a little pale; his eyes were red and there were gray bags under them. He looked very worn out as he stood there staring at her and shivering.
"Are you alright? You dont look too good, Remus," she said, easing up a bit.
"Y-Yes I'm fine. Thanks, Lily. I was just on my way out..." he replied quickly, once again looking terrified. He hurried across the room, opened the portrait hole, and stepped out before she could react and ask him where he was going.
It was her duty as Head Girl to make sure no one prowled the halls too early in the morning. No one ever did; who would want to cut out on valuable sleeping time? The last thing she needed was the Marauders roming around and her getting in trouble for it. But wait, it wasnt the Marauders, it was just Remus. Lily was befuddled as to what he would be doing, especially without his friends. She couldn't help but wonder why calm, cool, collected Remus looked so flustered just a few minutes ago, terrified actually. She wondered if Sirius and James knew.
James. Anger unfurled inside her like the beautiful hues of the sunrise. She had never felt such an intense hatred for anyone before. He truly disgusted her. She wondered how he could walk around school and not throw up at the sight of himself. Maybe not the physical aspect of him, but everything else. He had no self-respect, he had no true valor. He was so fake, living only for others, for popularity, for girls, and for tormenting those weaker than himself. But in truth, he was the weakest one of all. He was not worthy of being an Auror. She would die before he became an Auror.
Lily was fuming as these thoughts flowed through her. He would never get to her. She would never give him the satisfaction of it. This was one thing she was sure of.
She got up from her chair and straightened out her cloak. The sky was now light blue and she could see shadows of clouds forming in the distance. She quickly made her way across the common room and had almost reached the stairs when she heard someone stumbling down the boys' staircase.
"Evans?"
She recognized the voice immediately. Without turning to look at him, she mustered up the sweetest sounding voice that she possible could and said, "Shove it, Potter," and then skipped up the stairs smiling to herself. This would be a good day.
She got out of bed quietly and slipped a cloak over her nightgown; she would change later. She glided gracefully across the room and out the door, giving her sleeping friends' beds one last glance.
The common room was chilly and empty. Chairs looked out of place without occupants, as well as tables that were completely clean. Lily tottered over to a chair by the window and pulled her knees up to her chin, covering her cold toes with the bottom of her cloak. She stared outside at the sky, watching the colors change from the golden hues of the sun to the pale blue sky of day. She was just thinking of how beautiful a painting it would make when she heard a slight shuffle behind her.
Lily snapped her head around towards the sound and was extremely surprised when she saw Remus Lupin looking at her with a terrified expression on his face.
"What are you doing here?" she asked accusingly, narrowing her eyes at him. She pulled her cloak closer to her body.
"N-nothing..." He said with the same wide-eyed expression. "I didn't think anyone would be here, no ones ever here this early in the morning. I was hoping you wouldn't hear me," he countinued, looking flustered.
Lily noticed that he looked a little pale; his eyes were red and there were gray bags under them. He looked very worn out as he stood there staring at her and shivering.
"Are you alright? You dont look too good, Remus," she said, easing up a bit.
"Y-Yes I'm fine. Thanks, Lily. I was just on my way out..." he replied quickly, once again looking terrified. He hurried across the room, opened the portrait hole, and stepped out before she could react and ask him where he was going.
It was her duty as Head Girl to make sure no one prowled the halls too early in the morning. No one ever did; who would want to cut out on valuable sleeping time? The last thing she needed was the Marauders roming around and her getting in trouble for it. But wait, it wasnt the Marauders, it was just Remus. Lily was befuddled as to what he would be doing, especially without his friends. She couldn't help but wonder why calm, cool, collected Remus looked so flustered just a few minutes ago, terrified actually. She wondered if Sirius and James knew.
James. Anger unfurled inside her like the beautiful hues of the sunrise. She had never felt such an intense hatred for anyone before. He truly disgusted her. She wondered how he could walk around school and not throw up at the sight of himself. Maybe not the physical aspect of him, but everything else. He had no self-respect, he had no true valor. He was so fake, living only for others, for popularity, for girls, and for tormenting those weaker than himself. But in truth, he was the weakest one of all. He was not worthy of being an Auror. She would die before he became an Auror.
Lily was fuming as these thoughts flowed through her. He would never get to her. She would never give him the satisfaction of it. This was one thing she was sure of.
She got up from her chair and straightened out her cloak. The sky was now light blue and she could see shadows of clouds forming in the distance. She quickly made her way across the common room and had almost reached the stairs when she heard someone stumbling down the boys' staircase.
"Evans?"
She recognized the voice immediately. Without turning to look at him, she mustered up the sweetest sounding voice that she possible could and said, "Shove it, Potter," and then skipped up the stairs smiling to herself. This would be a good day.