Hey~ Thanks for all the reviews! Glad you guys liked the last chapters.
The counter()~ I wouldn't say mine is completely romance. I'd say it has more humor and love/hate but by the end there will be romance cuz you know they gotta get together sometime! Lol I hope that cleared up ur question.
Heres the next chapter! Tell me whatcha think!!
Disclaimer~ Nothin at all! Lol I don't even own my flute. Lol
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I stepped off the train and a cool wind blew past me causing my hair to fly back. It felt great to finally be off the train. I heard a familiar voice, "Firs' years o'er 'ere!"
"Hello Hagrid!" I waved to the giant man holding a lantern waiting for the first years to take them up to the castle.
"Why 'ello Lil'! How 're yeh?"
"Great! I'm Head Girl!" I smiled proudly.
"Congrat'lations! Alway new yeh would! Wow, seven' y'ar already?"
"Yup, I'm going to miss you after this year!" I smiled.
"I'll miss yeh too Lil'!" I waved goodbye and held the door open for the students. I could see Potter in the distance offering dungbombs to a group of first years and whispering.
I walked over to the Marauders and they stood up immediately, James shoved the remaining dungbombs behind his back, "Hiya Liliful!"
"What were you doing?" I eyed them suspiciously.
"Nothing," Sirius didn't make them look very innocent, none of them really did.
"So 'long! Just chuck the dungbomb into the water and you'll get tons of candy," I heard James whisper before shooing the kid off.
"JAMES!" I screamed. Many students stopped to see what was going on. I guess we were the best entertainment.
"C'mon, Evans it's just a bit of fun," Sirius said.
"Just a bit of fun? JUST A BIT OF FUN!?" I started on a rampage, "THIS IS A SERIOUS MATTER. TEN POINTS TAKEN FROM GRYFINNDOR FOR CONVINCING A POOR INNOCENT FIRST YEAR TO BREAK RULES."
"Break rules? There's not rule saying you cannot throw a dungbomb into the lake!" Sirius spat.
"You're taking points from your own house? You can't do that!" James was surprised at my actions.
"I CAN.AND I WILL!" I screamed before storming off to find a carriage.
I found an empty carriage labeled 'Head Boy and Girl'. Disgusted that I had to share a carriage with Potter, I jumped inside and plopped down on the seat. I stared out the window at the thresholds pulling the carriages. In most peoples eyes the carriages would be invisible. But if you had witnessed a death you could see the black horse like creatures. They were truly beautiful in their own way. I can see them because I was in an accident with my grandmother. She was killed but I was lucky to be alive. I continued to stare at one of the thresholds that was once small and weak but now strong and beautiful. His coat used to be rough and bumpy but it had grown beautiful and if felt as if you were feeling silk. Ever since third year when I last saw him I felt sad for the poor thing. He was always stuck in the back where the less strong were put. Now he was in the front of the line. He achieved his goal; I hope I achieve my goals this year.
"Hey Sexy!" Potters annoying voice rang in my ears as he entered the carriage.
"Don't call me that." I replied promptly.
"Oh, Ev's you know you like it." He winked at me.
"My name is not Ev's or sexy. My last name is Evans. Ev-ans. Would you like me to spell it for you? Is it too challenging for your puny mind?" I emphasized the 'ans', "Just don't talk to me. I'd like to get to the castle before I go insane."
"Oh, my Liliful I'm afraid that I will never stop talking to you. If I stop talking to you then I would loose contact with you. If I loose contact with you then I could no longer bug you. If I could no longer bug you then I would no longer have a loving desire for you. It all links together."
"Oh, I think you should stop talking to me. Wouldn't that work out just peachy?" I replied enthusiastically.
"No, it wouldn't. Because then who would I bug?"
"Who knows with you, Potter."
We sat in silence for the rest of the trip up to the castle. When we arrived I got out first and didn't even bother to wait for Potter. Most of the school was already in the Great Hall and seated because ours was the last carriage to come up to the castle. I entered the Great Hall and noticed it looked exactly the same. The enchanted sky was clear and dark. The 'stars' shone as bright as the sun. More than one hundred candles floated above the tables. The four long tables were filled with excited students waiting for Professor McGonagall and the new group of first years to be sorted. I scanned my eyes across the teachers table to see if there were any new teachers. Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick.most of the same teachers from previous years remained. Although I noticed a new teacher. Obviously our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, the old Professor had retired just a year before.
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That's it. Sorry its kind of short but there might be another chapter right after this...depends on when I have to go to bed! Night! Don't forget to review!
The counter()~ I wouldn't say mine is completely romance. I'd say it has more humor and love/hate but by the end there will be romance cuz you know they gotta get together sometime! Lol I hope that cleared up ur question.
Heres the next chapter! Tell me whatcha think!!
Disclaimer~ Nothin at all! Lol I don't even own my flute. Lol
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I stepped off the train and a cool wind blew past me causing my hair to fly back. It felt great to finally be off the train. I heard a familiar voice, "Firs' years o'er 'ere!"
"Hello Hagrid!" I waved to the giant man holding a lantern waiting for the first years to take them up to the castle.
"Why 'ello Lil'! How 're yeh?"
"Great! I'm Head Girl!" I smiled proudly.
"Congrat'lations! Alway new yeh would! Wow, seven' y'ar already?"
"Yup, I'm going to miss you after this year!" I smiled.
"I'll miss yeh too Lil'!" I waved goodbye and held the door open for the students. I could see Potter in the distance offering dungbombs to a group of first years and whispering.
I walked over to the Marauders and they stood up immediately, James shoved the remaining dungbombs behind his back, "Hiya Liliful!"
"What were you doing?" I eyed them suspiciously.
"Nothing," Sirius didn't make them look very innocent, none of them really did.
"So 'long! Just chuck the dungbomb into the water and you'll get tons of candy," I heard James whisper before shooing the kid off.
"JAMES!" I screamed. Many students stopped to see what was going on. I guess we were the best entertainment.
"C'mon, Evans it's just a bit of fun," Sirius said.
"Just a bit of fun? JUST A BIT OF FUN!?" I started on a rampage, "THIS IS A SERIOUS MATTER. TEN POINTS TAKEN FROM GRYFINNDOR FOR CONVINCING A POOR INNOCENT FIRST YEAR TO BREAK RULES."
"Break rules? There's not rule saying you cannot throw a dungbomb into the lake!" Sirius spat.
"You're taking points from your own house? You can't do that!" James was surprised at my actions.
"I CAN.AND I WILL!" I screamed before storming off to find a carriage.
I found an empty carriage labeled 'Head Boy and Girl'. Disgusted that I had to share a carriage with Potter, I jumped inside and plopped down on the seat. I stared out the window at the thresholds pulling the carriages. In most peoples eyes the carriages would be invisible. But if you had witnessed a death you could see the black horse like creatures. They were truly beautiful in their own way. I can see them because I was in an accident with my grandmother. She was killed but I was lucky to be alive. I continued to stare at one of the thresholds that was once small and weak but now strong and beautiful. His coat used to be rough and bumpy but it had grown beautiful and if felt as if you were feeling silk. Ever since third year when I last saw him I felt sad for the poor thing. He was always stuck in the back where the less strong were put. Now he was in the front of the line. He achieved his goal; I hope I achieve my goals this year.
"Hey Sexy!" Potters annoying voice rang in my ears as he entered the carriage.
"Don't call me that." I replied promptly.
"Oh, Ev's you know you like it." He winked at me.
"My name is not Ev's or sexy. My last name is Evans. Ev-ans. Would you like me to spell it for you? Is it too challenging for your puny mind?" I emphasized the 'ans', "Just don't talk to me. I'd like to get to the castle before I go insane."
"Oh, my Liliful I'm afraid that I will never stop talking to you. If I stop talking to you then I would loose contact with you. If I loose contact with you then I could no longer bug you. If I could no longer bug you then I would no longer have a loving desire for you. It all links together."
"Oh, I think you should stop talking to me. Wouldn't that work out just peachy?" I replied enthusiastically.
"No, it wouldn't. Because then who would I bug?"
"Who knows with you, Potter."
We sat in silence for the rest of the trip up to the castle. When we arrived I got out first and didn't even bother to wait for Potter. Most of the school was already in the Great Hall and seated because ours was the last carriage to come up to the castle. I entered the Great Hall and noticed it looked exactly the same. The enchanted sky was clear and dark. The 'stars' shone as bright as the sun. More than one hundred candles floated above the tables. The four long tables were filled with excited students waiting for Professor McGonagall and the new group of first years to be sorted. I scanned my eyes across the teachers table to see if there were any new teachers. Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick.most of the same teachers from previous years remained. Although I noticed a new teacher. Obviously our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, the old Professor had retired just a year before.
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That's it. Sorry its kind of short but there might be another chapter right after this...depends on when I have to go to bed! Night! Don't forget to review!
