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A/N: Just something that popped into my head. Read and Review?
The new first-years had been chosen, and had been seated at their appropriate tables. To the amazement of the whole lot of eleven-year-olds the food suddenly appeared from nowhere. They learned histories and facts about the school from the older students throughout the whole meal. When finally the deserts were finished as well the Headmaster rose and reminded everyone that the Forbidden Forest was forbidden, and that the caretaker reminded them of the list of forbidden items, "Which," One of the older students mumbled, "He seems to have forgotten is not permitted to show students. He seems to think someone might get ideas." Then the Headmaster announced that it was time for the school song, which in response one of the younger teachers groaned, audible from her seat at the teachers-tables to the furthest corners of the hall. Professor Dumbledore sent her an amused glance, and kept on. With a flick of his wand the text wrote itself in the air with golden bonds. The whole school drew a simultaneous breath and then everyone began singing the school song in the melody of their choosing. Lily Evans, one of the new Gryffindors, chose to make up a melody of her own. She began singing ever so softly, but her voice rose in strength and volume as the song proceeded.
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling with some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air
Dead flies and bits of fluff.
What had started with a few people leading their singing into dwindles and holding their breath to hear Lily sing, had lead to the whole school, and still all of that went unnoticed by her. Her small voice, which normally would have drowned among the so forceful of the others, now rang between the stone walls. Her eyes were focused at the table, her ability to quickly memorise words and sentences and texts now in handy, and therefor her eyes couldn't notice what her ears wouldn't notice since she was signing. She unknowingly held the full attention of over a thousand students, the around twenty teachers and about the same amount of ghosts, as well as the painted people who had crammed themselves into the scattered pictures that lined the hall.
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best we'll do the rest and learn until our brains all rot!
She finished and lifted her head. Something that resulted in her beginning to blush furiously, when she realised everyone had listened to her singing.
And so Lily Evans began her magical education, and so it were that she came to stand on that stage three years later where James Potter noticed her for the first time. Had it not been for the magnificence of Lily Evans' voice who know what would have happened to the magical world. The magic in her voice brought together two powerful people, who became parents to the one who led to the first fall of the Dark Lord. 'Cause after all, music is magic greater than you would ever realise, greater, in the end, then the magic of any Dark Lord.