Because of recent events, I have been forced to take down my Harry Potter
fic, called Silver Glass. I truly did intend to finish it, and I had a
majority of the story and three other chapters typed out, but life got in
the way and after eight exams just to graduate for the year, my brother
graduating from the Air Force Academy, and life just being a bitch I had to
take down my story. It really was going nowhere, and I wouldn't be able to
finish it. I had to do the same thing to my anime fanfic, For Lust,
Perhaps! So I took a nice long four month break so I could get my life back
in order, and trust me it wasn't the easiest thing to do in the world. So
now with things calming down, and two and a half months till school starts
up again I am free to do what I want (or at least till Marching Band starts
up again). Things have really been sucking goat balls for me; I just needed
to get a new leaf. So with a new pen-name, Narya of the Fire, I am up and
running again on I am going to be starting all over again with a
new Lily and James story. The plot is going to have some of the same
elements, but in the big scheme of things three are going to be some MAJOR
changes.
If you haven't read my first Lily and James story, Silver Glass, then all you need to do is just sit back, relax and enjoy the show. But if you have I will tell you that the rating will not be as high, and the beginning of the story will be more serious, as I indented the other one to be, but it never really worked out. The beginning will start out as a regular PG-13, and it will go up to about a PG-15, or at least that is what I have planned. It may go up higher than that, I don't know. I am not very far into my planning stage. I only have the first five or so chapters planned.
One final note, for those of you who keep up with every single interview with J.K Rowling, and her new website you will learn that many of the very stereotypical things of Lily and James fan fiction are excluded and as such I will also exclude them from my story. A major one being that Lily is in either Ravenclaw or Slytherin that is NOT true. Rowling said in several of her interviews that our favorite Miss Evans is in Gryffindor. Rowling has also confirmed that James is a CHASER, not a Seeker, and that Lily never was or never will be a Death Eater. Okay everyone? Get it? Got it? Good.
Disclaimer: I don't own jack shit. All is property to the wonderfully magnificent J.K Rowling. I own certain characters that you don't recognize, but other than that I own nothing but a mint copy of the Lord of the Rings books, DVD's, and posters, as well as the Harry Potter books, DVD's, soundtracks, and PC games .That is IT. All of you blood sucking lawyers can go screw off. In this chapter, the ONLY character I own is Lily's friend, Anthy. Just for a neat little tid-bit, the word Anthy is Greek and it means Flower.
Enjoy...
Summer vacation for Miss Lillian Evans of number 18 of Sindar Drive were always the most dreaded times of the year. It wasn't like she was beaten, abused or starved, on the contrary her family, or at least most of them, loved Lily very much but it was Lily's oddities around normal people which made her an outcast. She was seventeen years old, and attending the finest school of Witch Craft and Wizardry in all of Britain, and not all people were very accepting of that fact. Lily's very own flesh and blood, namely her sister Petunia, scoffed at her sister's very existence. However, so far Lily had been having the best summer since she had started Hogwarts, because her sister had been dating a nice young chap from Little Whinging named Vernon Dursley and she spent most of her summer time there. With the absence of her sister, Lily had taken it upon herself to force herself to have a good summer, and so far she had been having good luck. Her best friends, both fellow witches, were coming over to her house for a week. Both of her friends had a muggle relation in their family so they knew how to blend in well with the surroundings. But sadly it was two more days till her friends were due to arrived, and Lily was just about out of ideas to keep herself busy over her summer break. All of the summer homework that her teachers assigned had been completed in the first week of vacation because Lily did not believe in procrastinating, she had yet to receive her Hogwarts letter so she didn't know what new books she needed to go down to Diagon Alley, and on top of all that her parents refused to give her leave to go down into Diagon Alley to meet with her fellow witches and wizards. As far as they were concerned, Lily was theirs during summer break and she had to spend time with them. Just getting them to let her two friends over was a big pain in the rump, but after much coaxing and persuading they agreed.
Lily was lying on her water bed lost in thought. Lost in daydreams was more like it, because she didn't really have much more to think about. Her cat, Nenya (A/N: FINE, I admit it that I got a number of the names from the Lord of the Rings. GET OVER IT. I am writing this at eleven-o-clock at friggan night and I have no more room in my brain for creating new names), was on her back fast asleep with her little snow-capped paws sticking up in the air. It was around nine-o-clock in the morning, and Lily was in no real mood to wake up. She didn't have much of a good nights sleep and her mind was filled with ideas to do with her friends once they came over. She rolled over onto her side and reflected back to Hogwarts and how much she missed it.
Every aspect of the castle, no matter how small, was missed; except for maybe the Slytherin students and their head of house, Professor Sindar the advanced Airthmency teacher. Hell, Lily even missed, though in limited amounts, the Marauders. James Potter and his gang of 'misfits' as Lily loved to call them lived to annoy, pester, and in all other words bug the living hell out of every single student and teacher for that matter at Hogwarts and they were very good at it. The ringleader of course was Mister James Potter. Tall, not very dark, but undoubtedly handsome to every member of the female sex at Hogwarts, James easily took the title of the most loved chap there. His grades were top notch and were only challenged by Lily's, and sometimes his best friends' Sirius. Sirius Black was the second- in-command of the Marauders, and usually the one to pick out which unlucky victim would befall their joke every week. He was just as popular as Potter, and arguably more handsome. His skin was smooth and tanned, while his long black hair fell neatly and seductively into his ebony eyes. He was every girl's dream man in almost every aspect, physically and mentally, but none really wanted to get too intimate with the infamous Sirius Black for his pureblood family approved of no one who had even a drop of non-magical blood in their bodies. Remus Lupin was considered the subtle one of the Marauders and more often than not, the peacekeeper. He had pale lanky blonde hair which was kept long and it covered his intense grey eyes. Remus was the one that Lily got along with the most. Actually she got along with him very well, and admired him in some senses but never really looked to him as a potential boyfriend. Last and most definitely least of the Marauders was little Peter Pettigrew. Peter seemed like a little black rain cloud that hovered wherever he went, and didn't really register with the Marauders talent wise or in his looks. As a matter of fact he was short and slightly overweight with lanky blonde hair and watery blue eyes. Lily always had her guard up when Peter was anywhere to be found, he just had that sort of eerie feeling that made you feel that his loyalties were not quite set in stone.
James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew held the record of number of detentions given to any student ever to have passed through Hogwarts. Even the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore said it himself that he had never in all his years seen such trouble makers. Yet despite the fact that they were kings of mischief the Marauders always seemed to get away with everything, and were very well liked among most of the students. It sickened Lily that they always, somehow, manage to weasel their way out of trouble and it wasn't exactly comforting to know that you were the one that fell victim to the Marauders more than anyone, rivaled only by the infamous Severus Snape. Just the previous week when Lily was packing her things to get on the Hogwarts Express she found that her cat had been dyed Slytherin green, the muggle way, so that there was no counter spell to change her poor cat back to normal. Ever since her first minute of her first day at Hogwarts the Marauders made her life an almost living Hell. In fact they were the ones that pushed her off her broomstick in her first year and caused her to break her leg and develop a permanent fear of heights. In her third year things were made even worse when their ringleader, James Potter, decided that she was the best looking thing on two legs and had been perusing her ever since. Though his feelings of attraction were only second to his mischief because his way of showing affection was to curse her in the middle of the night so her nose hairs grew so rapidly they curled around her throat. But Lily had all but forgotten about that incident because sweet revenge had been hers, for the next day there was a Quidditch practice and James found a little 'surprise' on his broomstick.
But it was the simple little quirks like that which made Lily long for Hogwarts that much, and not have to deal with her sister's constant tormenting of the fact of having to hide who she truly was in front of her parent's friends or even her own friends before she had received her letter. Lily groaned out loud again, and slowly rose herself from her bed and made an almost zombie like walk over to the bathroom where she took a shower and dressed in a plain pair of jeans and a red tee-shirt that had a Japanese style phoenix embroidered on it. Almost grudgingly she walked down the stairs to get some toast before heading out for the day. But a nasty little surprise awaited Lily in the kitchen. As she descended the stairs Lily made a head-on collision with none other than her sister. "Watch where you are heading! Has that freak school of yours taught you that it is rude to purposely run into other people?" Petunia snapped.
"Petunia, what the bloody hell are you doing here," Lily asked because her sister wasn't due back home for another two weeks.
"Mummy and Daddy want to meet Vernon, and we are to discuss my leaving this dirt hole of a house because it is starting to stink with abnormal freaks in it" Petunia said coolly. It was no secret that the 21-year-old Petunia loathed her sister. Some thought it was out of jealously, but others figured that it was just in Petunia's nature to be bitter towards everyone who didn't heed her every word.
"Sure thing Petunia. Though I will be rather...happy when you leave. I won't have someone barking their head off at my every two seconds", Lily responded without much of anything in her voice. It was too early to deal with the black cloud over her house that was Petunia. As Lily continued to descend the stairs, Petunia gave a 'humph' of disapproval at her sister and marched back up into her room. Lily was far too used to her sister's treatment to care. At the beginning it had been rough when Petunia rejected her, but after seven years of having to deal with it Lily just didn't care. Sure it still hurt when Petunia openly voiced that her sister was a freak, but other than that she really didn't care.
Once she reached the bottom of the stairs her mother, Violet and her father, John were busy sipping coffee but they said 'hi' to their youngest daughter when she entered the room. Lily took a seat at her usual chair, the one in the back of the table, and helped herself to some toast with marmalade. Breakfast was always a quite event, not that it mattered much to anyone. Her parents were always busy reading their 'Psychology Today' magazine and Lily's thoughts always went back to Hogwarts. After around ten minutes of silence Violet Evans spoke up "Lily dear, tonight as I think you would already have heard, Petunia's boyfriend is coming over for dinner to meet the family. He doesn't know about your being a witch, so please try and act...", Mrs. Evans dragged on.
"Like I am normal"
"Thank you dear. Don't worry though, he will be out of the house by tomorrow morning, and you will be able to have fun with your friends without have to pretend to be something that you are not," Mrs. Evans said cheerfully. She knew that Lily's relationship with Petunia was a very rough and bumpy one, but she did try to make the best of it.
"Sure thing Mom. Besides, all of my homework is done for the summer so there really isn't much else that is magical that I can do," Lily said. Not really wanted to spend much more time at the table, Lily excused herself and went back up to her room. Things had really been going on really crappy during the summer, and Lily wanted some time to herself. It was a good thing that she went back up to her room at that time because a large Eagle Owl came swooping in through her bedroom window. If it had been anyone else in the room they would have panicked because the owl was so huge. Lily stared at the owl with a puzzled expression. None of the school owls were anywhere near that big, and neither her friends Dorcas or Anthy could afford an Eagle Owl. Lily reached out to the owl and pulled the letter from its leg and sent the large bird on its way. But the bird refused to move. She shooed it away, and the Owl just stared at her with a reproaching look. "Fine then, stay. See what happens when Petunia comes up here", she said at it.
Lily tore open the letter and it was addressed to her in unfamiliar hand writing. Curious to know, she unfolded the parchment and read out loud:
Dear Lily Flower,
I hope things are going good for you. Everything here is capital B, boring. Despite the fact that Sirius moved in we are all out of pranks to play until school starts. I thought I would drop you a line, my dearest flower, and see how you are doing. The muggles better be treating you well, or else they will have to deal with me. Only two more weeks until school, so I will be looking forward to seeing your beautiful face again.
Love From, James Potter (or Jamesie-poo whichever you prefer)
P.S: My owl, Orpheus, has strict orders from me not to leave without a response from you so hope you reply soon.
"James, must you be such an ass?" Lily cursed so loud that the owl, Orpheus, made a loud hoot. Was his number one ambition to make her life a living hell? Well if it was he was doing a damn good job of it. A sudden wave of anger hit Lily, and her face turned almost to the color of her hair out of sheer anger. Who was he to sick his owl on in the middle of the summer? And on top of that, how did he get her address? It was enough to infuriate her, and light the short fuse that would send her off the edge. Lily glanced angrily over at Orpheus and realized that the only way to get rid of the gargantuan bird in her room was to respond to James. Grudgingly she pulled out a piece of parchment and found a quill and began writing his royal ass a response.
James-the-ass-Potter, How the hell did you get my address? 2) Is your goal in life to make mine a living hell? 3) If it is you are doing a fucking damn good job of it. 4) How dare you tell your owl, what-ever-his-name-is, that he couldn't leave! 5) Do you always take it upon yourself to ruin my already crappy day?
Absolutely no love from, L. Evans
P.S: Go to hell P.S.S: why is Sirius living with you?
Lily rolled the parchment up and sealed it. Then she gave it to Orpheus and told him to give the letter to James. With a beat of the Owl's enormous wings it took off into the distance. Lily sighed, 'Well at least hearing from a fellow magical person means that I am not completely forgotten there' she mentally thought to herself. With a glance over at the clock it was around ten thirty and she still had 8 hours to kill before her meeting with Vernon. At that Lily grabbed a light coat and some muggle money and went back down the stairs for a day of shopping.
Seven and a half hours later, Lily returned to her home. She had spent all that time in London and hadn't bought a single thing except for a necklace that had broomstick charm on it that she found in a New Age shop. It was the closest thing she could find to Diagon Alley and Hogwarts. Not to mention the letter from James that morning and put her in a particularly foul mood for the day. She snapped at the teenage boys who were cat-calling when she walked by and had threatened them with cursing them. Of course the boys didn't take the threat seriously until she lost complete control and made the bottle of Coke one of them had explode in their faces. Afterwards they called her a Witch from another world and took off. Lily just smiled at the insult and went on her way. It was then when she found the New Age shop and figured it would be the closest thing she could find to an actual shop from Diagon Alley. All they had in the store were supposed 'love and truth potions', fake wands, books for turning your boyfriend into a toad, and an endless supply of charms for bracelets and necklaces.
Despite finding nothing in muggle London, she much preferred to being there than at home. Once she arrived at her home she was greeted by her parents and told her to quickly wash and change into something nice but not too formal. Not really in the mood to argue, Lily went up the stairs and changed into a pair of tight jeans and black long sleeved shirt with white beads sewn in. Once she went back down into the kitchen Petunia and Vernon were already at the table waiting to be served. In the process of waiting, the two had decided to make out in the process. It was a disgusting sight. To watch your only sister snog a man who is three times her own size is a sight that Lily never hoped to see. To break it up Lily shouted out "It wouldn't kill you to get off your butt and go help Mom and Dad who are preparing dinner for you".
The two stopped immediately, and both glared at Lily with the utmost loathing. "I don't know Lily. Would it be too much trouble for you to actually care about someone other than yourself," Petunia said.
That comment immediately hit a nerve with Lily and lit the spark to her temper which was about to ignite in three seconds. "How the hell can you call me lazy when Mom and Dad are sweating over a hot stove while you are over here snoging with some guy." Lily yelled at the top of her lungs.
Next came a series of insults, threats, and curses from Petunia. All of which she had called her sister before, and Lily didn't take offense to them as Petunia would have liked. Instead whenever Petunia paused to come up with some new insults Lily just responded with 'sure' and 'yeah, that's right'. In the kitchen Mr. and Mrs. Evans could sense danger and they immediately went out to quell the fight. For the remainder of the night, Lily did nothing but sit and eat in complete and utter silence. As soon as her last bite was finished she fled from the table and missed desert. The tension was enough to drive anyone mad, and Lily was on her final and very short nerve.
That night Lily went to bed early and woke up as late as possible so as to not meet with her sister or Vernon again. Lily would have given any amount of gold and silver to escape the house and make for Diagon Alley but her parents had her trapped. All she could do was waiting and anticipate when her two friends would arrive the next day.
(a/n: sorry, but I am too lazy to write about a number of hours in which absolutely nothing happens
It was around noon the next day when Lily's two best friends in the existence of the world showed up at her house. They were dressed in muggle fashion so as not to attract any attention, and each of them greeted Lily with a bear hug. "Hey Lils, what up? It has been a while ehh?" Dorcas said. Dorcas Meadows was a seventeen-year-old witch and she excelled in her classes at Hogwarts. Her dream was to become an Auror, and she was well on her way to becoming one because she took all N.E.W.T classes and was in the top five students in each and every one of them. Dorcas had medium length curly dirty blonde hair, and black glasses framed her round face. She also had a more muscular build than most girls, and boys for that matter. Dorcas and Lily had been friends since their first day at Hogwarts, and they both shared a loathing for the Marauders. Dorcas had a more neutral temper, and normally was the last one to lose her cool in tough situations. Her preferred method of attack was mentally beating down her opponent, but when push came to shove she made a deadly foe and her wand could cause serious and often irreparable damage to her opponent. Despite being muggle born, Dorcas' wand could cause almost more damage than the purest of blood. However a redeeming trait about Dorcas was she had a great sense of humor, and was often the one who came up with ideas to get revenge on the Marauders for when the played their pranks on them.
"Thank God you guys are here. I don't know how much more of this I could handle," Lily said as she took another bear hug from her other best friend, Anthy.
Anthy Simmons was a half Greek witch, and her parents at one point lived in Greece. Her father had once been the Minister of Magic for Greece, and then he meet Anthy's mother, who was British. Anthy had lived in Greece until she was around twelve and in the process to moving to Britain she turned thirteen and was enrolled in Hogwarts. She transferred in Lily and Dorcas' third year around Halloween. Despite her heritage, Anthy had her mother's ebony hair and long face. However, from her father she inherited her large blue eyes and tall and slender build. Anthy had a more gothic demeanor which drove away most people, but she made a very loyal friend. Once you got past her tough, and rather scary, exterior her interior was very fragile and she built up walls of ice to protect herself from being hurt. Anthy too was in the top of her classes, but she didn't strive for greatness like Lily and Dorcas. Anthy had never studied in her life, and always maintained, somewhat miraculously, a B to an A- average in all of her classes. Anthy, like Lily, had a short temper and her fuse was easily lit but instead of firing back with insults, Anthy said screw formality, and launched her fists at her opponent. She only ever showed her true nature to anyone, which was a fun-loving artisan who cared deeply about her friends. Anthy had a certain dislike for the Marauders, although she seemed to get along with them fine. She said that the Marauders, and one of them in particular, gave off a deceivingly innocent aurora, and she never let her guard down. But then again that didn't surprise anyone; Anthy was so called, by other students anyway, the most beautiful rose with the deadliest thorns.
After Dorcas and Anthy had both hugged Lily so hard that she had trouble breathing, the trio marched upstairs to catch up on the summer's events.
(sorry, I do a lot of these, because this story gets rather complex in later chapters and this, as the prologue sets the basis for later chapters. Also, I am sorry to say, the Marauders will not make an appearance this chapter)
Lord Voldemort was displeased, very displeased. He could not believe the incompetence of his so-called Death Eaters and loyal followers. For months he had been planning an attack on Hogwarts, and a chance to kill that great fool, Dumbledore, but his Death Eaters had failed to give him the information that he so needed. Even the spies he had at Hogwarts, and close to the pureblooded families had failed to provide him with the proper information that he needed. Voldemort knew that within the Chamber of Secrets a hidden pathway led out of the school and into Hogsmead. But as a teenager he had failed to further investigate that path because Dumbledore had kept a close eye on him and any further investigation in the Chamber of Secrets was futile, less Dumbledore would discover his precious plans. It vexed him to no end that even the most loyal of servants could not even find the path that led into the Chamber. He doubted that many of them had even tried because the certain death of the Basilisk's eye awaited them. But didn't his most loyal Death Eaters swear a vow of loyalty? They should be willing to sacrifice their lives for the greater good, and the purification of the wizarding race.
The Dark Lord was currently located in the inner-most depths of the Forbidden Forest, and doubted that even the fool of a gamekeeper, Hagrid, even knew how far into the Forest that he had chosen to hide. Just on the other side of the forest was a pub, a dark one, where the most evil of witches and wizards chose as their hideout. Only those of the Dark knew its exact location, and even the name of it. It was the same pub where Bertha Jorkins would meet her doom many years later, but that is a different story.
Out of sheer anger and frustration, Lord Voldemort began to pace back and forth and a raging fire was burning in his crimson, serpentine eyes. He felt like killing something, or someone. He didn't care what it was. Even if it turned out to be a fellow Death Eater he wouldn't care because they had let him down so many times he felt as if they should die at his hand. The snap of a twig triggered a violent surge of green light, and the curse struck whatever it was that had made the sound. Lord Voldemort traveled over to the broken body. He sighed out of frustration; it was only a giant spider. 'Most likely the offspring of that idiotic lout's pet, Aragog', Voldemort thought to himself, smiling at the thought. Those were good times, when he was at Hogwarts. Away from his bastard of a father, and the hellhole orphanage that he was forced into.
Sick and tired of waiting, Voldemort made is way back out of the Forest, not making a sound as he marched through the trees and shrubs. Anger still made his blood boil, but with the death of that spider it meant the ventilation that he needed. After ten to fifteen minutes of walking he emerged on the other side of the forest and took a seat on the cool, wet grass, not really caring that he was dirtying up his cloak. He leaned up against a mighty willow tree on the outskirts of the forest and began to think. It was times like these that Voldemort loved. Time to just think, without the bother of his plans for world domination and the death of his greatest obstacle, Albus Dumbledore.
Soon his mind began to wander, and it made its way to many things and not all of them were clear. Flashes of many events went through his mind, and it was there where he found sanctuary. But his thoughts were soon cut off when one of his loyal followers was spotted at the edge of the woods. Lord Voldemort rose to his feet and made a signal for his minion to speak. "I have good new for you my lord," the voice said. It was undoubtedly feminine. The figure soon stepped out of the shadow of the wood and the face belonging to the figure was that of Bellatrix Black. Not yet a Death Eater, but well on her way to becoming one. She was far more informative that some of his highest servants because of the fact that she attended Hogwarts and could give him information that others couldn't.
"Speak Miss Black," Voldemort said with a small amount of interest in his voice.
"My lord, as it turns out this year at Hogwarts a great event will take place, giving you ample opportunity to breach the security of Hogwarts and overthrow and kill that fool of a Headmaster," Bellatrix said catlike. "And my cousin, Sirius Black, as much a disgrace as he is, currently is living with the Potters and they have been on your death list for quite some time haven't they? I can give you information as to bring about their demise," she said with her smooth voice purring.
"Well done Black. You have proved yourself more faithful than many of my other servants. Lord Voldemort will reward greatly for this," Voldemort hissed.
"You need not reward me with anything except the downfall of Dumbledore, My Lord. You will always have my eternal service and loyalty," Bellatrix said.
"Yes, Lord Voldemort will reward you well. Now continue with this so called opportunity that I will have to break into the castle".
For many hours Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix Black spoke into the night. Unaware of that they were being eavesdropped on.
HA! Now how is THAT for a prologue? If that didn't get your attention that what in God's name will? This is one of my better prologues, and I am somewhat proud of it. I will hopefully be getting the next chapter out before I go to Colorado Springs. If not, I promise you the next chapter will be up by next Friday, two days after I get back.
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If you haven't read my first Lily and James story, Silver Glass, then all you need to do is just sit back, relax and enjoy the show. But if you have I will tell you that the rating will not be as high, and the beginning of the story will be more serious, as I indented the other one to be, but it never really worked out. The beginning will start out as a regular PG-13, and it will go up to about a PG-15, or at least that is what I have planned. It may go up higher than that, I don't know. I am not very far into my planning stage. I only have the first five or so chapters planned.
One final note, for those of you who keep up with every single interview with J.K Rowling, and her new website you will learn that many of the very stereotypical things of Lily and James fan fiction are excluded and as such I will also exclude them from my story. A major one being that Lily is in either Ravenclaw or Slytherin that is NOT true. Rowling said in several of her interviews that our favorite Miss Evans is in Gryffindor. Rowling has also confirmed that James is a CHASER, not a Seeker, and that Lily never was or never will be a Death Eater. Okay everyone? Get it? Got it? Good.
Disclaimer: I don't own jack shit. All is property to the wonderfully magnificent J.K Rowling. I own certain characters that you don't recognize, but other than that I own nothing but a mint copy of the Lord of the Rings books, DVD's, and posters, as well as the Harry Potter books, DVD's, soundtracks, and PC games .That is IT. All of you blood sucking lawyers can go screw off. In this chapter, the ONLY character I own is Lily's friend, Anthy. Just for a neat little tid-bit, the word Anthy is Greek and it means Flower.
Enjoy...
Summer vacation for Miss Lillian Evans of number 18 of Sindar Drive were always the most dreaded times of the year. It wasn't like she was beaten, abused or starved, on the contrary her family, or at least most of them, loved Lily very much but it was Lily's oddities around normal people which made her an outcast. She was seventeen years old, and attending the finest school of Witch Craft and Wizardry in all of Britain, and not all people were very accepting of that fact. Lily's very own flesh and blood, namely her sister Petunia, scoffed at her sister's very existence. However, so far Lily had been having the best summer since she had started Hogwarts, because her sister had been dating a nice young chap from Little Whinging named Vernon Dursley and she spent most of her summer time there. With the absence of her sister, Lily had taken it upon herself to force herself to have a good summer, and so far she had been having good luck. Her best friends, both fellow witches, were coming over to her house for a week. Both of her friends had a muggle relation in their family so they knew how to blend in well with the surroundings. But sadly it was two more days till her friends were due to arrived, and Lily was just about out of ideas to keep herself busy over her summer break. All of the summer homework that her teachers assigned had been completed in the first week of vacation because Lily did not believe in procrastinating, she had yet to receive her Hogwarts letter so she didn't know what new books she needed to go down to Diagon Alley, and on top of all that her parents refused to give her leave to go down into Diagon Alley to meet with her fellow witches and wizards. As far as they were concerned, Lily was theirs during summer break and she had to spend time with them. Just getting them to let her two friends over was a big pain in the rump, but after much coaxing and persuading they agreed.
Lily was lying on her water bed lost in thought. Lost in daydreams was more like it, because she didn't really have much more to think about. Her cat, Nenya (A/N: FINE, I admit it that I got a number of the names from the Lord of the Rings. GET OVER IT. I am writing this at eleven-o-clock at friggan night and I have no more room in my brain for creating new names), was on her back fast asleep with her little snow-capped paws sticking up in the air. It was around nine-o-clock in the morning, and Lily was in no real mood to wake up. She didn't have much of a good nights sleep and her mind was filled with ideas to do with her friends once they came over. She rolled over onto her side and reflected back to Hogwarts and how much she missed it.
Every aspect of the castle, no matter how small, was missed; except for maybe the Slytherin students and their head of house, Professor Sindar the advanced Airthmency teacher. Hell, Lily even missed, though in limited amounts, the Marauders. James Potter and his gang of 'misfits' as Lily loved to call them lived to annoy, pester, and in all other words bug the living hell out of every single student and teacher for that matter at Hogwarts and they were very good at it. The ringleader of course was Mister James Potter. Tall, not very dark, but undoubtedly handsome to every member of the female sex at Hogwarts, James easily took the title of the most loved chap there. His grades were top notch and were only challenged by Lily's, and sometimes his best friends' Sirius. Sirius Black was the second- in-command of the Marauders, and usually the one to pick out which unlucky victim would befall their joke every week. He was just as popular as Potter, and arguably more handsome. His skin was smooth and tanned, while his long black hair fell neatly and seductively into his ebony eyes. He was every girl's dream man in almost every aspect, physically and mentally, but none really wanted to get too intimate with the infamous Sirius Black for his pureblood family approved of no one who had even a drop of non-magical blood in their bodies. Remus Lupin was considered the subtle one of the Marauders and more often than not, the peacekeeper. He had pale lanky blonde hair which was kept long and it covered his intense grey eyes. Remus was the one that Lily got along with the most. Actually she got along with him very well, and admired him in some senses but never really looked to him as a potential boyfriend. Last and most definitely least of the Marauders was little Peter Pettigrew. Peter seemed like a little black rain cloud that hovered wherever he went, and didn't really register with the Marauders talent wise or in his looks. As a matter of fact he was short and slightly overweight with lanky blonde hair and watery blue eyes. Lily always had her guard up when Peter was anywhere to be found, he just had that sort of eerie feeling that made you feel that his loyalties were not quite set in stone.
James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew held the record of number of detentions given to any student ever to have passed through Hogwarts. Even the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore said it himself that he had never in all his years seen such trouble makers. Yet despite the fact that they were kings of mischief the Marauders always seemed to get away with everything, and were very well liked among most of the students. It sickened Lily that they always, somehow, manage to weasel their way out of trouble and it wasn't exactly comforting to know that you were the one that fell victim to the Marauders more than anyone, rivaled only by the infamous Severus Snape. Just the previous week when Lily was packing her things to get on the Hogwarts Express she found that her cat had been dyed Slytherin green, the muggle way, so that there was no counter spell to change her poor cat back to normal. Ever since her first minute of her first day at Hogwarts the Marauders made her life an almost living Hell. In fact they were the ones that pushed her off her broomstick in her first year and caused her to break her leg and develop a permanent fear of heights. In her third year things were made even worse when their ringleader, James Potter, decided that she was the best looking thing on two legs and had been perusing her ever since. Though his feelings of attraction were only second to his mischief because his way of showing affection was to curse her in the middle of the night so her nose hairs grew so rapidly they curled around her throat. But Lily had all but forgotten about that incident because sweet revenge had been hers, for the next day there was a Quidditch practice and James found a little 'surprise' on his broomstick.
But it was the simple little quirks like that which made Lily long for Hogwarts that much, and not have to deal with her sister's constant tormenting of the fact of having to hide who she truly was in front of her parent's friends or even her own friends before she had received her letter. Lily groaned out loud again, and slowly rose herself from her bed and made an almost zombie like walk over to the bathroom where she took a shower and dressed in a plain pair of jeans and a red tee-shirt that had a Japanese style phoenix embroidered on it. Almost grudgingly she walked down the stairs to get some toast before heading out for the day. But a nasty little surprise awaited Lily in the kitchen. As she descended the stairs Lily made a head-on collision with none other than her sister. "Watch where you are heading! Has that freak school of yours taught you that it is rude to purposely run into other people?" Petunia snapped.
"Petunia, what the bloody hell are you doing here," Lily asked because her sister wasn't due back home for another two weeks.
"Mummy and Daddy want to meet Vernon, and we are to discuss my leaving this dirt hole of a house because it is starting to stink with abnormal freaks in it" Petunia said coolly. It was no secret that the 21-year-old Petunia loathed her sister. Some thought it was out of jealously, but others figured that it was just in Petunia's nature to be bitter towards everyone who didn't heed her every word.
"Sure thing Petunia. Though I will be rather...happy when you leave. I won't have someone barking their head off at my every two seconds", Lily responded without much of anything in her voice. It was too early to deal with the black cloud over her house that was Petunia. As Lily continued to descend the stairs, Petunia gave a 'humph' of disapproval at her sister and marched back up into her room. Lily was far too used to her sister's treatment to care. At the beginning it had been rough when Petunia rejected her, but after seven years of having to deal with it Lily just didn't care. Sure it still hurt when Petunia openly voiced that her sister was a freak, but other than that she really didn't care.
Once she reached the bottom of the stairs her mother, Violet and her father, John were busy sipping coffee but they said 'hi' to their youngest daughter when she entered the room. Lily took a seat at her usual chair, the one in the back of the table, and helped herself to some toast with marmalade. Breakfast was always a quite event, not that it mattered much to anyone. Her parents were always busy reading their 'Psychology Today' magazine and Lily's thoughts always went back to Hogwarts. After around ten minutes of silence Violet Evans spoke up "Lily dear, tonight as I think you would already have heard, Petunia's boyfriend is coming over for dinner to meet the family. He doesn't know about your being a witch, so please try and act...", Mrs. Evans dragged on.
"Like I am normal"
"Thank you dear. Don't worry though, he will be out of the house by tomorrow morning, and you will be able to have fun with your friends without have to pretend to be something that you are not," Mrs. Evans said cheerfully. She knew that Lily's relationship with Petunia was a very rough and bumpy one, but she did try to make the best of it.
"Sure thing Mom. Besides, all of my homework is done for the summer so there really isn't much else that is magical that I can do," Lily said. Not really wanted to spend much more time at the table, Lily excused herself and went back up to her room. Things had really been going on really crappy during the summer, and Lily wanted some time to herself. It was a good thing that she went back up to her room at that time because a large Eagle Owl came swooping in through her bedroom window. If it had been anyone else in the room they would have panicked because the owl was so huge. Lily stared at the owl with a puzzled expression. None of the school owls were anywhere near that big, and neither her friends Dorcas or Anthy could afford an Eagle Owl. Lily reached out to the owl and pulled the letter from its leg and sent the large bird on its way. But the bird refused to move. She shooed it away, and the Owl just stared at her with a reproaching look. "Fine then, stay. See what happens when Petunia comes up here", she said at it.
Lily tore open the letter and it was addressed to her in unfamiliar hand writing. Curious to know, she unfolded the parchment and read out loud:
Dear Lily Flower,
I hope things are going good for you. Everything here is capital B, boring. Despite the fact that Sirius moved in we are all out of pranks to play until school starts. I thought I would drop you a line, my dearest flower, and see how you are doing. The muggles better be treating you well, or else they will have to deal with me. Only two more weeks until school, so I will be looking forward to seeing your beautiful face again.
Love From, James Potter (or Jamesie-poo whichever you prefer)
P.S: My owl, Orpheus, has strict orders from me not to leave without a response from you so hope you reply soon.
"James, must you be such an ass?" Lily cursed so loud that the owl, Orpheus, made a loud hoot. Was his number one ambition to make her life a living hell? Well if it was he was doing a damn good job of it. A sudden wave of anger hit Lily, and her face turned almost to the color of her hair out of sheer anger. Who was he to sick his owl on in the middle of the summer? And on top of that, how did he get her address? It was enough to infuriate her, and light the short fuse that would send her off the edge. Lily glanced angrily over at Orpheus and realized that the only way to get rid of the gargantuan bird in her room was to respond to James. Grudgingly she pulled out a piece of parchment and found a quill and began writing his royal ass a response.
James-the-ass-Potter, How the hell did you get my address? 2) Is your goal in life to make mine a living hell? 3) If it is you are doing a fucking damn good job of it. 4) How dare you tell your owl, what-ever-his-name-is, that he couldn't leave! 5) Do you always take it upon yourself to ruin my already crappy day?
Absolutely no love from, L. Evans
P.S: Go to hell P.S.S: why is Sirius living with you?
Lily rolled the parchment up and sealed it. Then she gave it to Orpheus and told him to give the letter to James. With a beat of the Owl's enormous wings it took off into the distance. Lily sighed, 'Well at least hearing from a fellow magical person means that I am not completely forgotten there' she mentally thought to herself. With a glance over at the clock it was around ten thirty and she still had 8 hours to kill before her meeting with Vernon. At that Lily grabbed a light coat and some muggle money and went back down the stairs for a day of shopping.
Seven and a half hours later, Lily returned to her home. She had spent all that time in London and hadn't bought a single thing except for a necklace that had broomstick charm on it that she found in a New Age shop. It was the closest thing she could find to Diagon Alley and Hogwarts. Not to mention the letter from James that morning and put her in a particularly foul mood for the day. She snapped at the teenage boys who were cat-calling when she walked by and had threatened them with cursing them. Of course the boys didn't take the threat seriously until she lost complete control and made the bottle of Coke one of them had explode in their faces. Afterwards they called her a Witch from another world and took off. Lily just smiled at the insult and went on her way. It was then when she found the New Age shop and figured it would be the closest thing she could find to an actual shop from Diagon Alley. All they had in the store were supposed 'love and truth potions', fake wands, books for turning your boyfriend into a toad, and an endless supply of charms for bracelets and necklaces.
Despite finding nothing in muggle London, she much preferred to being there than at home. Once she arrived at her home she was greeted by her parents and told her to quickly wash and change into something nice but not too formal. Not really in the mood to argue, Lily went up the stairs and changed into a pair of tight jeans and black long sleeved shirt with white beads sewn in. Once she went back down into the kitchen Petunia and Vernon were already at the table waiting to be served. In the process of waiting, the two had decided to make out in the process. It was a disgusting sight. To watch your only sister snog a man who is three times her own size is a sight that Lily never hoped to see. To break it up Lily shouted out "It wouldn't kill you to get off your butt and go help Mom and Dad who are preparing dinner for you".
The two stopped immediately, and both glared at Lily with the utmost loathing. "I don't know Lily. Would it be too much trouble for you to actually care about someone other than yourself," Petunia said.
That comment immediately hit a nerve with Lily and lit the spark to her temper which was about to ignite in three seconds. "How the hell can you call me lazy when Mom and Dad are sweating over a hot stove while you are over here snoging with some guy." Lily yelled at the top of her lungs.
Next came a series of insults, threats, and curses from Petunia. All of which she had called her sister before, and Lily didn't take offense to them as Petunia would have liked. Instead whenever Petunia paused to come up with some new insults Lily just responded with 'sure' and 'yeah, that's right'. In the kitchen Mr. and Mrs. Evans could sense danger and they immediately went out to quell the fight. For the remainder of the night, Lily did nothing but sit and eat in complete and utter silence. As soon as her last bite was finished she fled from the table and missed desert. The tension was enough to drive anyone mad, and Lily was on her final and very short nerve.
That night Lily went to bed early and woke up as late as possible so as to not meet with her sister or Vernon again. Lily would have given any amount of gold and silver to escape the house and make for Diagon Alley but her parents had her trapped. All she could do was waiting and anticipate when her two friends would arrive the next day.
(a/n: sorry, but I am too lazy to write about a number of hours in which absolutely nothing happens
It was around noon the next day when Lily's two best friends in the existence of the world showed up at her house. They were dressed in muggle fashion so as not to attract any attention, and each of them greeted Lily with a bear hug. "Hey Lils, what up? It has been a while ehh?" Dorcas said. Dorcas Meadows was a seventeen-year-old witch and she excelled in her classes at Hogwarts. Her dream was to become an Auror, and she was well on her way to becoming one because she took all N.E.W.T classes and was in the top five students in each and every one of them. Dorcas had medium length curly dirty blonde hair, and black glasses framed her round face. She also had a more muscular build than most girls, and boys for that matter. Dorcas and Lily had been friends since their first day at Hogwarts, and they both shared a loathing for the Marauders. Dorcas had a more neutral temper, and normally was the last one to lose her cool in tough situations. Her preferred method of attack was mentally beating down her opponent, but when push came to shove she made a deadly foe and her wand could cause serious and often irreparable damage to her opponent. Despite being muggle born, Dorcas' wand could cause almost more damage than the purest of blood. However a redeeming trait about Dorcas was she had a great sense of humor, and was often the one who came up with ideas to get revenge on the Marauders for when the played their pranks on them.
"Thank God you guys are here. I don't know how much more of this I could handle," Lily said as she took another bear hug from her other best friend, Anthy.
Anthy Simmons was a half Greek witch, and her parents at one point lived in Greece. Her father had once been the Minister of Magic for Greece, and then he meet Anthy's mother, who was British. Anthy had lived in Greece until she was around twelve and in the process to moving to Britain she turned thirteen and was enrolled in Hogwarts. She transferred in Lily and Dorcas' third year around Halloween. Despite her heritage, Anthy had her mother's ebony hair and long face. However, from her father she inherited her large blue eyes and tall and slender build. Anthy had a more gothic demeanor which drove away most people, but she made a very loyal friend. Once you got past her tough, and rather scary, exterior her interior was very fragile and she built up walls of ice to protect herself from being hurt. Anthy too was in the top of her classes, but she didn't strive for greatness like Lily and Dorcas. Anthy had never studied in her life, and always maintained, somewhat miraculously, a B to an A- average in all of her classes. Anthy, like Lily, had a short temper and her fuse was easily lit but instead of firing back with insults, Anthy said screw formality, and launched her fists at her opponent. She only ever showed her true nature to anyone, which was a fun-loving artisan who cared deeply about her friends. Anthy had a certain dislike for the Marauders, although she seemed to get along with them fine. She said that the Marauders, and one of them in particular, gave off a deceivingly innocent aurora, and she never let her guard down. But then again that didn't surprise anyone; Anthy was so called, by other students anyway, the most beautiful rose with the deadliest thorns.
After Dorcas and Anthy had both hugged Lily so hard that she had trouble breathing, the trio marched upstairs to catch up on the summer's events.
(sorry, I do a lot of these, because this story gets rather complex in later chapters and this, as the prologue sets the basis for later chapters. Also, I am sorry to say, the Marauders will not make an appearance this chapter)
Lord Voldemort was displeased, very displeased. He could not believe the incompetence of his so-called Death Eaters and loyal followers. For months he had been planning an attack on Hogwarts, and a chance to kill that great fool, Dumbledore, but his Death Eaters had failed to give him the information that he so needed. Even the spies he had at Hogwarts, and close to the pureblooded families had failed to provide him with the proper information that he needed. Voldemort knew that within the Chamber of Secrets a hidden pathway led out of the school and into Hogsmead. But as a teenager he had failed to further investigate that path because Dumbledore had kept a close eye on him and any further investigation in the Chamber of Secrets was futile, less Dumbledore would discover his precious plans. It vexed him to no end that even the most loyal of servants could not even find the path that led into the Chamber. He doubted that many of them had even tried because the certain death of the Basilisk's eye awaited them. But didn't his most loyal Death Eaters swear a vow of loyalty? They should be willing to sacrifice their lives for the greater good, and the purification of the wizarding race.
The Dark Lord was currently located in the inner-most depths of the Forbidden Forest, and doubted that even the fool of a gamekeeper, Hagrid, even knew how far into the Forest that he had chosen to hide. Just on the other side of the forest was a pub, a dark one, where the most evil of witches and wizards chose as their hideout. Only those of the Dark knew its exact location, and even the name of it. It was the same pub where Bertha Jorkins would meet her doom many years later, but that is a different story.
Out of sheer anger and frustration, Lord Voldemort began to pace back and forth and a raging fire was burning in his crimson, serpentine eyes. He felt like killing something, or someone. He didn't care what it was. Even if it turned out to be a fellow Death Eater he wouldn't care because they had let him down so many times he felt as if they should die at his hand. The snap of a twig triggered a violent surge of green light, and the curse struck whatever it was that had made the sound. Lord Voldemort traveled over to the broken body. He sighed out of frustration; it was only a giant spider. 'Most likely the offspring of that idiotic lout's pet, Aragog', Voldemort thought to himself, smiling at the thought. Those were good times, when he was at Hogwarts. Away from his bastard of a father, and the hellhole orphanage that he was forced into.
Sick and tired of waiting, Voldemort made is way back out of the Forest, not making a sound as he marched through the trees and shrubs. Anger still made his blood boil, but with the death of that spider it meant the ventilation that he needed. After ten to fifteen minutes of walking he emerged on the other side of the forest and took a seat on the cool, wet grass, not really caring that he was dirtying up his cloak. He leaned up against a mighty willow tree on the outskirts of the forest and began to think. It was times like these that Voldemort loved. Time to just think, without the bother of his plans for world domination and the death of his greatest obstacle, Albus Dumbledore.
Soon his mind began to wander, and it made its way to many things and not all of them were clear. Flashes of many events went through his mind, and it was there where he found sanctuary. But his thoughts were soon cut off when one of his loyal followers was spotted at the edge of the woods. Lord Voldemort rose to his feet and made a signal for his minion to speak. "I have good new for you my lord," the voice said. It was undoubtedly feminine. The figure soon stepped out of the shadow of the wood and the face belonging to the figure was that of Bellatrix Black. Not yet a Death Eater, but well on her way to becoming one. She was far more informative that some of his highest servants because of the fact that she attended Hogwarts and could give him information that others couldn't.
"Speak Miss Black," Voldemort said with a small amount of interest in his voice.
"My lord, as it turns out this year at Hogwarts a great event will take place, giving you ample opportunity to breach the security of Hogwarts and overthrow and kill that fool of a Headmaster," Bellatrix said catlike. "And my cousin, Sirius Black, as much a disgrace as he is, currently is living with the Potters and they have been on your death list for quite some time haven't they? I can give you information as to bring about their demise," she said with her smooth voice purring.
"Well done Black. You have proved yourself more faithful than many of my other servants. Lord Voldemort will reward greatly for this," Voldemort hissed.
"You need not reward me with anything except the downfall of Dumbledore, My Lord. You will always have my eternal service and loyalty," Bellatrix said.
"Yes, Lord Voldemort will reward you well. Now continue with this so called opportunity that I will have to break into the castle".
For many hours Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix Black spoke into the night. Unaware of that they were being eavesdropped on.
HA! Now how is THAT for a prologue? If that didn't get your attention that what in God's name will? This is one of my better prologues, and I am somewhat proud of it. I will hopefully be getting the next chapter out before I go to Colorado Springs. If not, I promise you the next chapter will be up by next Friday, two days after I get back.
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