This chapter is dedicated to Katy, who thought it would be a good idea to call this story,' Lily the Loner Walks Alone.' Since this was said in a French lesson, I'm not too sure she can be taken seriously.
(A/N: Since this is the first chapter of my first work it would be greatly appreciated if you would send the time to review. Thank you!)
Disclaimer: As you all should be aware, I do not own any of the characters mentioned in the Harry Potter books, although this story is mine.
CHAPTER ONE-
Rainy Days
It was going to be a bad day. Everything told her this. From the way the rain trickled down the window of the bus taking her to Kings Cross Station, to the way the clouds were arranged in the dreary sky. She was tired and she knew it. The rest of the bus did too, judging by the way the passengers were looking at her. She didn't really care though. Being stared at had become a regular occurrence for her. She sighed internally, her features turning more serious and composed. The way a Head Girl was supposed to be, she thought, eyebrows folding to meet.
She pondered on why Dumbledore had chosen her for such a position. Throughout her life at Hogwarts, she had seen six different Head Girls; each one had something to distinguish them from every other girl in their house, in their year. Not her though. She was ordinary, but in a year group filled with interesting and exciting people, ordinary wasn't good enough. She looked outside and saw the bus was nearing the station. She prepared to take her rather large, tattered trunk off the bus and onto a trolley used to carry large objects in train stations. She groaned, looking at the size of the space between the platforms, where you could buy food and newspapers from the various shops.
She ambled to platforms 9 and 10 without much fuss. She would have said,' I'm not completely brain dead,' if her mother had even thought about asking such a question. It was only when she went passed the barrier that she realised how loud the people in her year could be.
'Hey! How were your holidays? I went to France…'
'I really like your new haircut! Guess who asked me out last week…'
'EVANS! I've come to, to err…well to apologize!'
She was on the verge of strangling the throat from which that voice came. She overcame her impulse and turned around slowly, trying to show as little expression as possible. 'You called?' she said, vaguely bored.
'Yes, well I was wondering, since we are in the same boat last year I was wondering if we could bury the hatchet. For the school's sake,' there was a sincere quality in his voice that was more refined than his usual whines, Lily thought to herself.
'In the same boat! Has there ever been a time when we have been in the same boat as each other? What do you mean,' bury the hatchet for the school's sake?' Lily asked every one of those questions as if she had someone say the most preposterous thing in the world.
'Well, since we are Head Boy and Girl, I thought it would be a good idea for us to try to be a bit less… antagonistic.'
'Wait a minute. I think I just heard you say that you are Head Boy.'
'Yes, your ears did not deceive you. Do you have a problem with that? If so you can lodge a complaint to Dumbledore. I don't see why you didn't know. Didn't you receive a note from McGonagall, telling who would be your fellow Head Student?' James's faces slid easily into a half-smile, silently amused at Lily's surprise.
'No,' she confessed rather sheepishly.' I suppose I was so excited about being awarded the position, I didn't check if there was anything attached.'
'Hmmm, well if I were you, I'd be more organized this year. The role of Head Girl is a very responsible one, I'm sure you will live up to it,' replied James, in a singsong voice, with a look that was very much like one of McGonagall's.' Anyway, we'd best be off. We've got a meeting to attend to, as well as chair it.'
'Yes, we should get going,' she mumbled, not completely sure why this felt so weird. She supposed it was the fact that she was not completely on the ball, whereas James seemed to be taking it all in his stride. She was right. She just wasn't suited for the role of Head Girl, although she wasn't going to let James, who was almost marching to the Head's Compartment, know that.
