Authors Note: Okay this is kind of a prologue/ch.1, which I going to set everything up for the seventh year. This is my second attempt of putting this on fan fiction. The first time no one really reviewed so I stopped writing. This time I won't so I hope you like it. RR
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Ch.1 Fairy Tales are Fiction
The sun was up in the sky, it was incredibly humid, and there was a small breeze that ruffled the leaves, the components of a summer day. Little human activity could be found as they had all taken refuge in their homes or in their offices. The slight sound of leather banging against the asphalt could be heard, the sounds of summer had obviously captured the day. Then it all came to a silence as a couple of cardinals began singing their song, as if a solo in a concert. Then it went back to silence. Which was broken by a door opening then slamming shut on its hinges. A young boy revealed himself in the light, a boy by the name of James Potter. He his jet-black hair naturally ruffled by the slight breeze.
The young boy ran around his yard, burning the little energy he had. Sweat began to form in the boy's hair before he ran out of energy. James slowly walked over to the largest and thickest of willow trees, which had a droopy appearance. It made a perfect place to cool down; James plopped down under it, his back on the trunk. He enjoyed sitting under the tree, he could see lots of people playing in the park.
The silence was once again interrupted by a voice, a shy voice of the female race. James never liked girls; he thought they were a waste of time. He never knew why somebody could actually like a girl. It just wasn't possible. James looked up.
"Can I sit with you?"
A girl? Wanting to sit with him? What was the world coming too! He didn't like girls. For all he knew girls didn't like him either, which was good.
"I don't like girls, they're icky."
The girl's shy look changed to more of a crying look as the girl ran across his yard crying. Before she could exit James's property, his mother appeared in the doorway, she called James and the other girl over to her.
"What happened? Why are you crying?"
She asked the young girl, who answered through sobs.
"He called me icky!"
She said through sobs. His mother changed looks as she turned to him with more of a glare.
"James, why did you call her that?"
James tried to find a way to blame something else, but he couldn't really blame the tree, it couldn't have done anything to make him do anything. So he just said what he told the redhead.
"I don't like girls."
James's mom put this into consideration, before coming to a conclusion.
"I want you guys to go by the tree and sit down, then I want you to find out three things you like about each other, then talk for a little bit."
James's mouth fell open in shock. She took her side. How could she! She was his mother.
"That means now, James."
His mother finished then walked back inside as James retreated back to the tree hanging his head. Now he was stuck with coming up with three things he liked about a girl.
"Fine you go first. What three things do you like about me."
James began to think: what would a girl like about me? What could I like about her, she's a girl! Ran through his mind as she began coming up with things.
"I like your black hair, you have the hair of a zebra, and zebras are cute."
So now she thinks I'm cute. Eew!
"Your eyes look like my moms and my mom has pretty eyes, and I also like your shirt. Though witches and wizards are not real. If they were I'd wanna be a witch, they fly on brooms, while wizards wear long blue things. Magic isn't real. Okay, your turn!"
James to come up with something he liked about a girl, this could be hard. As he began to think three things came naturally.
"I like your red hair, your green eyes, and the color of your lips, they're shiny."
James blushed, he wasn't even thinking that, how could it have just come out.
"Well my lips are shiny because I used lip gloss, it apple tasting. Did you know your face is red?"
She gave him an odd looks as she reached over running her finger down his cheeks. James began to tense up. A girl was touching him. This wasn't right. He promised himself he would never talk to a girl. Ever, but now one was touching him.
"Apples? I love apples. Will you please stop touching my face?"
James asked. He did not enjoy the company of the girl in the beginning to have a different take on her.
"What's your name anyway?"
James asked. Did girls even have names? He knew his moms name was Mom, but was that the only name girls got?
"My names Lily, it's also a flower. What's your name?"
Lily asked him as well. She seemed intelligent, she knew her flowers. Well if you're named after a flower you ought to know them.
"My name is James, and I don't think that's a flower."
Then a voice from the next yard called out to his new friend.
"Lily dear! Time for dinner!"
The female voice called.
"See ya later alligator."
She said before running off to her own house.
"After while crocodile."
He nearly whispered after she ran off. James had a little crush, and that secret little crush would stay secret until he died. Or next week. Which ever came first.
Over the next few months James and Lily became the best of friends, at times attached by the hip.
Six months after the day when Lily and James met, a new family moved in across the street from the Potters. James and Lily were eager to meet the new boy who looked to be about their age. James and Lily met each other under the weeping willow and began talking about the other boy.
"What do you think he's like?"
Lily asked letting the breeze play with her hair. James began to think about what he looked like.
"I think he's a pretty boy."
James said completely unaware of what a pretty boy was. He thought it had to do with wearing make up and being a male. But he wasn't sure.
"What's a pretty boy?"
Lily asked quirking her eyebrow.
"I think it's a boy who acts like a girl."
James replied.
The following morning Mrs. Potter took the overly anxious children to meet the new neighbors. James stopped and stared at the moving truck, while oohing and aawing. He'd never seen anything that big, other than the elephants at the zoo, but they weren't impressive, they ate, slept, and stood there doing nothing. Mrs. Potter dragged the gaping James and the quiet towards the door where Mrs. Potter beat the doorknocker three times. The olive door creaked open revealing a man with sandy hair, and spectacles on his nose. The adults greeted each other then Mrs. Potter informed the man of Lily and James' hopes to meet the little boy, so the man lead them to a small room with the door ajar. He opened the door and introduced Lily and James to the boy.
"Remus, these are the neighbors. What are your names?"
He asked looking at Lily and James.
"I'm Lily and he's James."
James and Lily looked at the boy shyly.
"And I'm Remus."
The sandy-haired boy said shyly looking back to the TV.
"Well I'll leave you three to it."
The man turned on his heels exiting the room. Over the next few minutes it the only noises that could be heard were the cartoons, then Remus reached over to the remote shutting off the cartoons and looking over at them with a smirk.
"Let's play hide and seek. 123 NOT IT!"
Remus and James screamed leaving Lily to the one being it.
"Fine."
Lily said and began to count to twenty. Remus and James went and hid. Remus ended up in his toy box and James in one of the boxes. When Lily finished counting she walked around looking for them when she left the room to check somewhere else they popped out and went to base.
Over the next few hours the kids played random games while Mrs. Potter introduced Mr. Lupin to some of the other neighbors. Months went by and Remus Lily and James became some of the best of friends.
After being friends for around a year Lily moved to Scotland where her father had been transferred. She had abandoned Remus and James. For the longest time they would be bored because not many games are two people. Remus and James promised Lily that when they learned how to ride a bike they'd ride to Scotland, But they'd have to be home by dark.