Summary: Lily gets a letter to Hogwarts, which leads to many things… A new school, her sister's new attitude and newfound enemy… R&R please!
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Chapter 4 – The train to la la land…
"Oh, do you want to go to Hogwarts?" I said in a slightly mean sarcastic voice to Petunia, who was briskly walking next to me in complete silence. Obviously sulking.
"Oh, you have your fun." She remarked, trying to sound as big and strong as she could in her state of mind.
She had agreed to accompany me to Hogwarts Express with mum. I don't know why, but she seemed happy to come. Not normally, mind you. I know she's up to something, but I can't put my finger on it… Anyhow, back on schedule.
"Now, Lily, I want you to be nice to everyone. Don't push, don't shove and be polite. No scary stuff, right?"
I smiled, and nodded my head. "Right."
Mum continued. "And as for you, Petunia. I want to hear of nothing after this trip. Nothing whatsoever. You're lucky you have a sister. Some people would love to have a sister, so just be grateful…"
I had to intervene, and save Petunia. "Mum, it's alright. She gets the point. She's not stupid, you know."
Petunia took offence. "Says who? You never know. I'm a muggle. Non-magical. A dud. Never able to use magic."
Mum rubbed her back. "Oh, it's ok sweetie."
"I'm 13, mum."
Mum wasn't stupid. "Yes, I know. It's embarrassing, isn't it?"
"Yup." We both answered.
"But why? I don't get your generation…"
"Platform 9! Where's 9 34?" I asked.
"There's platform… 10. And there's platform… 9" Mum said.
Petunia really was quite brainy. "Well, maybe if you run into the wall, it'll work?"
I scoffed, but mum was enthusiastic enough. "Right then. Let's try that, shall we?" And with that, mum ran full-on into the wall… And through the wall.
She came back through. "Good work, Petunia."
I spotted James, and suddenly had an urge to leave. "Hurry! The train's going to leave in 10 minutes. I'd better get acquainted."
"You're right." Said mum.
Petunia saw through it, but caught my look and said nothing. She did follow my line of eyesight, and soon enough it caught mum's attention. "What are you looking at dear?"
Petunia smirked. "Lily's…" She glanced at me and changed her sentence "fellow wizard. One of them. Possibly. Yup, that's definitely one."
"How do you know?" Mum started to stare.
How rude! Moreover, how embarrassing!
"Well, it's pretty obvious. He's carrying a broomstick, has an owl in a cage and has a large rollie-bag, probably full of wizard stuff."
"Why, you're right. Well spotted. Maybe he can be your friend on the train."
"He's a boy." I said.
"He's a wizard." Petunia corrected, loving every bit of the episode that mum had created.
"He's an expert on everything you'll probably know. Excuse me?" Mum shouted. Maybe she wasn't so smart after all…
James at me. "Yes?"
"Can you take my daughter on the train? She's muggle-born, and she won't know much at school."
I rolled my eyes, but James didn't see that. All he was looking at was my hair, which had been put back in a lazy ponytail as oppose to the day I first saw him, when had been curled and worn out.
"Excuse me? I'm talking to you."
He came out of his trance. "Yes, oh, yes, certainly."
He rushed over to where we were standing. "So, I guess you're wondering how to get in. Well, all you do is…"
Petunia butted in. "…Walk through the wall. I figured it out."
James was astonished. "You did? And you are…"
"Petunia Evans, Lily's sister."
"Oh." He wasn't interested. She was, after all, a muggle.
I, however, was a witch. A real life witch. And he was a wizard, arranged to be my guide for the Hogwarts Express by my mum.
"So," he offered me his arm like a gentlemen, "shall we go?"
"Why not?" I replied.
And we went off into the sunrise and lived happily ever after… I wish.
We went into the barrier, and he persisted on holding on to my arm. "You can let go now." I said as I tried so get on the train.
"Why?"
"Why not?"
"Because I like you."
"We've met twice!"
"So?"
"You're a… happy-go-lucky guy!"
"So?"
"I don't like happy-go-lucky guys."
"Why?"
"I'm not a happy-go-lucky girl."
"So?"
"Leave me alone."
"No."
"Yes."
"Why?"
I did what I had done to Petunia many times before – manoeuvred myself so that I had both his arms behind his back, and my knee on his shoulder. "That's why." I replied triumphantly.
"Hey, leave him alone!" Said another boy. He looked like James, but he was thinner and had longer hair.
"What's he done to you?" Asked the person behind him, who was slightly scarred and again, thinner as a result of it.
"Yeah." Said a short, plump boy.
"Well…" I stood up. "He's been refusing to let go on my arm."
"You should consider it a compliment." James said.
"Hi. I'm Sirius." Said the boy with the longer hair.
"Remus." Said the scarred boy.
"Peter." Said the short boy.
"Lily." I said.
"Broken-back." Said James.
"Fixed back." Said Remus as he waved his wand, fixing James' back.
"Thanks. So… I'll leave you alone…"
And they walked away.
Just as I turned and sat down in a half-full carriage… ("Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full" "Sure!") The whistle blew.
"So… Hi. I'm Lily."
"Patricia – call me Pat"
"Josephine – call me Joey"
"Molly – call me Molly" (Laughter)
"So… Are you all going in to first year?"
"Yup"
"Good."
And so the Bludgers (name of our friendship group) was formed.
30 Bertie Bots every flavour beans later… Each…
"FIRS' YEARS! ALL FIRS' YEARS HERE! FIRS' YEARS!"
"Well, we better be going…" I suggested.
"Yeah."
As we all stepped off the train (two at a time!), we spotted a large man, who I thought was a giant, who as I found out later was called Hagrid. He didn't even look over 30. How could he have been enrolled as a staff member? I looked up, and he smiled back.
"Long story." He said, as if reading my mind.
"Oh." The giant resumed his role as a guide and looked at the crowd he had managed to gather.
"FIRS' YEARS THIS WAY! FOLLOW ME PLEASE!"
We followed the giant, around a corner to…
I looked over to a large, no, gigantic lake. Some small boats, large enough to fit 4 people were 'waiting' for us.
"This is so cool" I commented to the bludgers.
"Magical." Said Pat.
"Wicked." Said Molly.
"Duh!" Said Joey.
"EVERYONE IN THE BOATS PLEASE! 4 TO A BOAT. WE HAVEN'T GOT ALL DAY, COME ON!"
"Again: so cool." I repeated.
"You already said that!" Joey said.
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