Don't hate me for not updating this story in oh...
about 8 months or something like that but I have a really good
excuse. Actually it's not even really an excuse but the
truth!
Seriously though, I have been meaning to write, only I
didn't know what to put down in my story as I hadn't written in so
long, and when I went to write I couldn't find my last chapter that I
had started writing, so then I had to go back and refresh my memory
as to what I had last put in chapter. And I also figured out what to
do bout the story cuz it was dragging, I figure that since I'm having
trouble writing in third person I should just switch to first person
and change around the character's from time to time (i.e. write from
Lily's point of view, then maybe James's or someone else's).
My
other reason for not writing in so long is because all my teachers
have been sucking the creativeness out of me by making me write
papers or journal entries or what have you. And by giving me research
papers to write, which I should be working on that instead of this,
but I have another week and a half to write the paper.
I can
also blame my coach and the tennis season, and also the play that I'm
in... But I mainly blame my teachers for all the homework I've been
assigned lately.
Also, my muse went on a long sabbatical (I
don't blame him, I wish I could've gone too) and when he returned, he
found Plutonians, that is to say people from Pluto, had abducted my
brain. My brain returned near the end of June, but it took a while
for the full functioning capabilities to return. Happily that
happened either August 10th or 11th (it was early in the morning/late
at night so I'm not sure which date gets credit) and I've been trying
to sort out Andrimedio's genius brainstorming to delivery more
chapters.
Now I realize that you probably don't care what I
put in here cuz it's prolly boring you.
However, on a note
that might interest some of my faithful readers (the ones who had to
wait 8 months for this last chapter... Sry guys, I know you're not
gunna try to hurt me cuz we all know you love me.) I realized that in
the prologue I said Lily and James were pen pals. Then I said in the
chapter where they were going to Diagon alley w/ most of the parents
that Mr. & Mrs. Potter were there, I'm going to act like they
weren't, cuz then Lily and James would know that they are pen pals. I
don't want them to figure this out just yet, as my muse is working
that into the story later on.
For those of you who were kind
enough to give me characters for use in this fic, would you please
let me know if the character plays Quidditch? And if so, could you
tell me what position? Thanks. If you have any ideas for my fic,
don't hesitate to email me ; make sure
you put "in regards to your fic Thorns" as the subject so I
don't accidentally delete it.) Thanks again! If you've already given
me something to work with, I'm sorry to bug ya again. Just so you
know, for an added option for Quidditch, there will be
cheerleading.
Anyways, onto the story I guess.
Oh wait,
cuz I'll forget to add it in to the end (well, probably). If anyone
can tell me if I mentioned how much older Petunia is and how much
younger Violet is, I'll give you a big (figurative) cookie. A
gigantic homemade chocolate chip cookie. If I mentioned the ages
please tell 'em to me. I can't remember if I said 'em or not, and I
can't find any evidence of whether or not I did. Ok, done with my
mindless ramblings now.
Disclaimer: You know the drill, having
seen it in many other fanfics... nothing belongs to me, except for a
few characters and the plot; the rest belongs to JKR, one of the
people who reviewed, or a singer/band that I decided to 'borrow'
the music from. (Though the music factor will be decided on how brain
dead I manage to get while writing this chapter.)
Thorns by Faerielights
Chapter 10: First Day
Last
chapter (or rather chapter that I am starting this chapter
from.)
Lily, Destie, Lana, Sal, and Ann went to the right
staircase while James, Remus, Sirius, Jay and Shawn went off to the
left, after bidding each other goodnight. The girls walked up a
spiral staircase, and at the top of the staircase, they found the
door marked First Year. They opened the door and entered, taking note
of where their beds lay, Lily's was between Destie's and Lana's bed,
and across from the biggest window in the room.
"Well,
night everyone," Lily mumbled, getting four goodnight's in
return. Deciding to unpack tomorrow, she changed into pajamas, and
brushed her teeth, then climbed into her bed, pulling the curtains
closed and curling up under the covers. Her last though before she
fell asleep was 'I guess we'll be exploring the castle tomorrow'.
(They had arrived on a Friday) she then knew no more, as she had
fallen into a long, dreamless
sleep.
Lily
woke up on her first actual school day as a fifth year. She felt
refreshed, though pretty disgruntled about Sirius's insistence on
waking them up by running around like a chicken with it's head cut
off while emitting a nerve grating squawking sound. (A/N: Lol,
interesting mental images from that one. now I do believe that I said
I'd start writing from Lily's vantage ooh... big word point, so I
think I'll do that now.)
"I swear he belongs in St.
Mungo's," Lana grumbled sleepily.
"I agree, but at
least this time Potty wasn't with him," Lily responded. Somehow,
no one was quite sure how, Lily and James had become the best of
enemies (the worst of enemies? I dunno, maybe they could be
considered the best of enemies cuz sometimes they act like best
friends but only when there's no eyewitnesses).
Destie sighed
while rolling her eyes. The girls (excluding Lily) though back to the
last time they could remember Lily and James being friends.
Flashback
"Well, if it isn't an ickle mudblood and
her adoring fans" a voice drawled from behind us. Curious as to
what a mudblood was, even though I knew it was an insult, I didn't
know how bad, I turned around and was shocked to see Jay and Remus
looking like they would punch out the speaker.
When I turned
around, I saw what looked like an albino midget (A/N: no offense to
anyone, but this is her first interpretation of Malfoy).
"Can
I help you?" I said in a snooty voice.
"No,
mudblood, you can't, I only associate with people at my level of
intellect, unless someone of your lowly status happens to get in my
way."
"Malfoy, I didn't know that slugs and other
disgusting things such as yourself could speak. As a matter of fact
I'm surprised you can even grasp the concept of forming words into
coherent sentences. Now, why don't you leave Lily and everyone else
alone?" I looked around to see who had said that, and was a
little startled to see James and Sirius looking at Malfoy with
equally murderous expressions on their faces.
Before anyone
could think to utter another word, Professor Cherrie swooped down on
the group of bickering first years. She was followed by the nasty
looking (as in she looked like she had a nasty temper) Professor
Gremliz, their soon to be new potions teacher (also head of
Slytherin).
"What do you think you are doing?!"
Professor Cherrie screeched. It was all the first years could do to
keep from cringing from the sound of her voice. "I have half a
mind to take off points for everyone who spoke! Everyone return to
your seats now!" (A/N: geez, and I had originally made her out
to be nice, kinda like a stereotypical grandmother who bakes sweets
for her kids and grandkids. guess that goes to show what happens to
you if you piss off Professor Cherrie prior to her morning coffee, or
tea)
"I do believe that this will be everyone's first
warning," Professor Gremliz continued reproachfully for her
colleague. "Next time you will not be so lucky, and points will
be taken off, not to mention detentions assigned. Now, off with all
of you." (A/N: hey, not too bad for a Slytherin Head, huh? I
wish all teachers were that cool.) She followed her house's first
years back to their table to make sure they didn't try to finish the
verbal exchange.
"Guys, this may sound a little stupid, but... what's a mudblood?" Lily timidly asked. She was rewarded with incredulous looks.
"You mean, you don't know? I thought you knew, being that you're not the only witch in your family," Jay said, surprised.
"I didn't know magic was real until about a month ago!" came the indignant reply.
"Relax Lilly bean! He didn't know. He wasn't being a stupid dunderhead on purpose!" that was (A/N: you guessed it!) Sirius.
"Yeah, it's not like I'm being a stupid dund-Hey! I resent that!" Jay half yelled. Everyone else had gotten a really big kick out of that and they were chuckling. While the boys and Lily were still giggling over what had happened, Des, Sal, Cai, Ann, & Lana showed up.
"What's so funny guys?" Des asked them, a look of curiosity etched on her pretty face.
"Jay just admitted to being a stupid dunderhead-" They giggled in mirth once more.
"Then he realized what he said," Remus finished James's sentence. The girls gave amused smiles, and then sat down to eat. Cai however, went over to her house table. She had been about to sit with her friends when given cold looks from her new housemates. Not wanting them to have a reason to try any hexes out on her, she opted for sitting at her house's table.
End of Flashback
Shortly after that breakfast, James and Lily had gotten into a huge row and had been playing pranks nonstop or using other methods of revenge on one another since. Yeah, the rest of the group participated in many of the pranks, but between pranks being pulled, everyone knew it was the two's own personal war that they were fighting.
Lily's perspective.
The next day I woke up, wondering where I was. What's more, I was wondering what the hell was making that noise. It sounded like a dying, demented bird. Ooh. It was Sirius, figured, at least Potty wasn't there too. It happened every year without fail; I always awoke on the first day of term wondering why I wasn't in my bed at home. Sirius woke us up as annoyingly as he could every year, with the exception of the first year. The room was unlike my own at home, as it was quite a bit larger and had 4 beds in it other than my own. It looked almost like it had the first morning I woke up in it, only with more decorations. We definitely had spruced up the room, on my wall alone there was about a hundred books, mainly on charms, but a few too help me out with transfiguration. The transfiguration for dummies books were nowhere in sight, luckily. That's something you don't want being spread around the school, especially if you're a prefect. Looking over at the clock that was stationed near the door, I saw a hand that pointed to words, which said "a little early to be awake". I was going to kill Sirius when I got the chance. I usually woke up early anyway, but it was about 5:30!
I hopped out of bed, and hurriedly grabbed my night robe to keep me a little warm as the window had been left open and it was a little chilly in the room so I went over to the window and closed it. (A/N: if I start jumping around in this chapter just assume that it's from the candy I've managed to consume.) Turning around I saw something disappear into a tiny door, which startled me. I knew about the house elves, but it's still a little spooky when one just disappears into nothing or appears out of nowhere.
Stepping in the bathroom, I was once again astonished to see that each of us had our own miniature bathroom, and I opened the door that had my name encrusted in gold lettering on it. Walking into what I always expected to be a small room left me gaping with surprise like the first time I had seen it, and I contemplated using the Jacuzzi style bathtub that had numerous knobs, each one with a little picture to show what the know was for, after playing around with the knobs for a bit, I turned to look around the rest of the room. There was a small bouquet of lilies on a little table, and next to the flowers, a small bowl of mints. The toilet was near a magnificent looking stall that contained the shower. To go along with my cream colored bathroom were light purple towels. (A/N: yes, I know I am going into detail, but I'm kinda describing what I think would be a nice bathroom, and I also don't know if everyone shared a bathroom or whatever, but in my story, they get their own separate bathrooms so :P).
I took a shower instead of a bath. Once I finished with my shower, I got out and dried off.
"Damnit, I left my clothes in the room! Argh. Potty and company better not be there." I was talking to myself again. This surely is not a good sign, I mean, what sane witch talks to herself as much as I do?
I walked out of my bathroom, after making sure my bathrobe belt was securely tied around my waist. I went to open the door that led to my dormitory, but it was stuck. Getting slightly pissed off, I threw all my weight into the door, and only then did it move. Moving actually is an understatement. The door flew open and I landed on the floor with an "Oof!" of surprise.
I looked up to glare at the person responsible for laughing at me. Seeing who it was I sprang to my feet, slightly embarrassed but unwilling to show it.
"YOU POMPOUS ASS! YOU DELIBERATELY STOOD IN FRONT OF THAT DOOR SO THAT I COULD NOT GET OUT! YOU KNEW THAT I WAS THE ONLY ONE IN THERE! I WILL GET YOU BACK!" I screamed at him, unable to control my temper. "How in the bloody hell do you get up here anyway? You know as well as I do that you can't get any further than the sixth step without the stairs forming a slide and screeching like a banshee when you try climbing the stairs. And I know you can't fly a broom up the stairs cuz the last time you tried an invisible wall knocked your sorry ass back down to the common room."
"Well, Lizard-Face," His retaliation began, "As a prefect I am capable of coming up into the girl's dorms. Besides which, why aren't guys allowed in the girl's dorms when females can come to ours?" 'The genius is right.' I mentally snorted at that thought... must have been thinking out loud again... Wait a minute; Four-Eyes doesn't know how to think.
"Well Shit-For-Brains, (A/N: gees, they're pretty nasty to each other. Maybe it's that time of the month for Lily? Nah. They're too civilized for that, lol.) If you had bothered reading Hogwarts, A History you'd know that the reason guys aren't allowed in the girl's dormitories is because of an old fashioned rule. The founders thought boys to be less trustworthy than girls. They probably realized that guys are more immature as well, or maybe one of them was a Seer and saw you nitwits that call yourself Marauders. And that doesn't explain how Sirius always manages to get up here all the time."
"I'm afraid, Little Miss Thang, that all will not be told, especially not to you. And there's a prefect meeting today, at 10 because it's Saturday."
"How did you get to be a prefect anyway? I mean, what did you do? Tell Dumbledore to make you a prefect or else you'd dungbomb his office into oblivion?"
"Nah, Sirius and I found out in first year that his office repels dungbombs, that seems to be the only thing though." I snorted at this.
"Figures that you two would know something like that."
"Careful Evans, or we'll be looking for two chasers instead of just one." He smirked at me. The infuriating twit was threatening me with the possibility of taking my chaser position away. I almost gawked at him, but prevented myself by reasoning that it was what the dumbass wanted.
"Fine, I hear Destie needs more cheerleaders. If you take away my position as a chaser, I'll just join the squad." 'Wow. I never knew someone's face could turn that white from shock. Or that someone's jaw could drop that low. Maybe he really is a pod person? Nah, that'd require him having some level of intelligence.'
"Oh. Uh... b-but Lily. You can't. I didn't." was James Potter, womanizer extraordinaire, Mr. I-Never-Lose-My-Cool, actually stammering? This is too good to be true. I wish I had my camera. Oh, wait a minute. I have my magicorder. (A/N: kinda like a camcorder, only it can be programmed to follow someone around and is untraceable unless you know what to look for. Even then, it's difficult to know if there's one following you around.)
"If you're through being an irrepressible git, I have breakfast to get to. And may I suggest you don't reproduce, ever. Your stupidity genes will more than likely intricately weave their way into your offspring when you're older. Though I daresay that won't matter to your air headed wife in the future who'll no doubt be too busy making sure her makeup's not smeared and her boobs aren't too small, not realizing her brain rot in her last life, to even notice how you screwed up and tainted the intelligence of the future generations of just about the whole world." (A/N: ouch, that remark is going to come back and bite her in the butt.) With all this, I sailed past James and down into the common room searching for my friends.
When I reached the bottom stair, I surveyed the room, trying to figure out where they had decided to sit today. Because of Sirius's insistence, we could not sit in the same spot more than one day in a row; otherwise he'd bug us endlessly until we moved to a different spot. Not that it mattered cuz he was going to harass us endlessly anyway, we just liked keeping it to a minimum. No one was in the common room however; so I headed on down to the Great Hall.
When I got into the foyer and was about to walk through the doors into the Great Hall, I was unpleasantly surprised with having to deal with Malfoy. Great, I go from one idiot to the next idiot. This was not going to be a good day. I am going to have to have to practice some self-control; I didn't want to get a detention. I had enough of those "compliments" of Potty.
"Well, if it isn't an ickle mudblood. But, what's this? Where are the adoring fans?" his annoying voice drawled from behind me.
"Can I help you?" I said in my very best snooty voice.
"No, mudblood, you can't, I only associate with people at my level of intellect, unless someone of your lowly status happens to get in my way."
"Malfoy, I didn't know that slugs and other disgusting things such as yourself could speak. As a matter of fact I'm surprised you can even grasp the concept of forming words into coherent sentences. Now, why don't you leave Lily and everyone else in this school alone?" I looked around to see who had said that, and was a little startled to see James looking at Malfoy with a murderous expression on his face. "You're little friends aren't here to protect you from me today, Malfoy."
Ok, this was seriously starting to piss me off. I could take care of myself, especially when it came to Malfoy. Why the hell did Pothead have to intrude on everything? Besides, we were prefects; we could always give him several detentions doing something nasty. Or at the very least, take away points from his house.
"Careful Potter, wouldn't want to get on my bad side. After all, Snape is one of my close friends, and he is now a prefect, so you could pay. In addition to that my master could always arrange for a painful visit to your family-"
"Detention, Malfoy. No threatening other students with this nonsense about your 'master'. I think I'll have a talk with Professor Gremliz about you're behavior as well," I butted into their insult throwing contest.
"You don't have the power to give me detention, mudblood."
"That's another detention, ferret-boy!" that was James. (A/N: Lucius had a similar experience with being a bouncing ferret. Like father like son I guess. Lol.) Malfoy paled, and was about to retaliate when McGonagall walked up to us.
"What is the meaning of all this? All of you, inside the Great Hall right now!" McGonagall barked out her orders. She was going to be teaching Transfiguration, starting this year. Professor Cherrie had decided that she'd had enough last year, and quit in front of the whole school. It had something to do with prank wars that were held in her class. As I went to pass by her into the Great Hall, she held me back. "If you wouldn't mind, Miss Evans, I would like to know what took place here."
I stayed and informed her on what happened. Luckily for James my disdain for Malfoy overruled my hatred for him. Malfoy received 3 detentions and 20 points off. (A/N: one detention and 20 points from McGonagall and 2 more detentions, one each from Lily and James.)
After I was done talking to McGonagall, I walked in the Great Hall and sat down with my friends. Since it was a Saturday, and not that many people were in the Great Hall, Cai had joined us to eat. Once I sat down, I was bombarded with questions about what had happened.
"Didn't Pothead tell you already?" I asked.
"Yea, but what did McGonagall want?"
""She wanted to know what happened, so I told her," I stated. Noticing James's look, I wickedly wondered if I should egg him on and tell him he got detention, or if I should tell them the truth. The truth won, this time. I was too hungry to make up a bunch of lies anyway. "Yea, Malfoy now has three detentions, one from me, one from Potty, and one from Minnie. He also got 20 points taken off Slytherin's point total cuz he called me... that word twice."
A/N: alright, it's starting to drag so I'll just leave off here for now, then we'll get a look at what the prefect meetings'll be like. That's it for now, but once again, I hafta put in some stuff. Think of it as a refresher.
For those of you who were kind enough to give me characters for use in this fic, would you please let me know if the character plays Quidditch? And if so, could you tell me what position? Thanks. If you have any ideas for my fic, don't hesitate to email me ; make sure you put "in regards to your fic Thorns" as the subject so I don't accidentally delete it.) Thanks again! If you've already given me something to work with, I'm sorry to bug ya again. Just so you know, for an added option for Quidditch, there will be cheerleading.
If anyone can tell me if I mentioned how much older Petunia is and how much younger Violet is, I'll give you a big (figurative) cookie. A gigantic homemade chocolate chip cookie. If I mentioned the ages please tell 'em to me. I can't remember if I said 'em or not, and I can't find any evidence of whether or not I did.
Review and let me know what you think.
Oh yea, I'm probably going to be fixing up all the chapters soon, so it should be all brand spankin' new and improved before September starts up.