Author's Note: I know this a bit different. Bear with me, I've had this in my head for a long time. I think I will keep posting even if everyone hates it becuase I like writing it. If you don't understand the terms I will post the link to a ballet dictionary. Please give this a chance!

"Thirty-two changements and you can leave," said the instructor.

Lily stood in the back of the room in fifth position waitingwhile Madame McGonagall put on the music, it had a fast beat. Thirty-two changements may seem quickto a normal person, but to a dancer it took forever.

"Keep to the beat, Miss Evans," she heard. Lily had been lost in her thoughts once again, and had gotten behind; not to mention she was on the wrong foot.

The music stopped and all the dancers in the room applauded themselves, it was tradition at the highly prestigious Hogwarts Ballet that at the end of the class you applaud yourself for the hard effort and it boosted confidence. The castle where the professinal company stayed also doubled as a school, and Lily Evans was in the graduating class.

You stayed at Hogwarts for seven years of training and then at the end of the year there was a recital put on by the whole school and scouts from other companies would come and watch the seventh years to hopefully recruit some of them, but the best ones stayed at Hogwarts.

Hogwarts was an enormous castle somewhere in Scotland. There were many rumors as to how the castle got its name, but Lily considered them all just rumors. The littlest ones all believed in a ghost story that the old castle had once contained witches and wizards and that ghosts indeed still haunted the halls at night

Lily walked down the stairs from the tower down to the Great Hall to grab her lunch before her next class. She still needed to finish some homework for her academic classes, but that could wait for later. She always put off her schoolwork for dancing. She really wished that she didn't have to do any academic work at all, dancing was her calling, her passion, her life! She found that she really didn't need any friends here, she had a few friends, but she wasn't popular and the few friends she did have were all younger than her.

As she entered the Great Hall, she noticed that the normal short tables had been replaced with four long wooden ones. She sat went through the lunch line and sat down at the far end of one of the tables in the middle. As she was finishing up a report for her English Literature class the doors to the Great Hall flew open and four boys walked in.

The first one was Sirius Black. He was a great dancer but his expression needed a bit more work, his facial expressions always made the audiences laugh, and that's not good in a dramatic ballet. He had almost the perfect body for a male dancer, he was very muscular, but he was a tad bit overweight for a dancer. It would all come off in time, Lily thought, but for now it just bothered her. His eyes were a stormy grey color and most girls absolutely fell for them. His hair was floppy and black and he was a huge flirt.

The second was Remus Lupin. He was a bit short for the average male dancer, but he was very good, and it all worked out because he got paired with the short ballerinas, and there were plenty of them. He had honey colored eyes and hair to match, but in some light his hair looked grey. Lily assumed that was just her imagination working overtime though. He always looked a bit tired, but his energy was unlimited during class when everyone else was tired and panting and the strength in his legs was above average--he could jump the highest that Lily had ever seen!

The third boy was Peter Pettigrew. He was a bit of joke really. He got extremely confused during classes, especially when they were working across the floor on turns. The teachers let it go though because he was extremely rich and the son of two famous ballet dancers. He was not the ballet type at all, he was short and fat. His little beady eyes were very watery and it seemed the the only expression on his face ever was nervousness. His eyes were constantly moving back and forth as if he was waiting for someone to attack him. In fact in class the only thing he was decent at was jumping!

The last one to walk through the doors was James Potter, and how annoying he was! He was tall, dark, and handsome. Almost the whole female population at Hogwarts was after him, and wanted to be his partner, but it almost never worked out because he was very tall. There were only three girls that were put with him constantly, Alice Longbottom, Dorcas Meadows, and Lily. Lily hated it though.

Lily hated James. He was very cocky and arrogant and thought that he was the best out of the boys. Lily had to admit that even though he was new to Hogwarts (he had only come at the beginning of this year, and yet he clicked so well with everyone), he was the best. He didn't have to flaunt it though! James hadn't figured out quite yet that Lily was unpopular and for some reason he was pursuing Lily every chance he got. He just would not leave her alone.

As soon as she saw them heading her way the bell rang for the next class. It was time for math. Lily picked up her bags and flew out of the Great Hall before he could catch up with her.

"Potter you're late, take a seat," said the math teacher four minutes later. Lily smirked at the fact that James was once again late for class, but unfortunately, the only seat left was the one behind her. She inwardly groaned.

"And you must keep each side of the equation equal. Whatever you do to one side you must do to the other. Now, first you subtract all the positive numbers from the side without x, and then you must subtract the same numbers on the side with x on it," started the teacher, Professor Flitwick who also doubled as one of the dance instructors.

All of a sudden Lily heard heavy breathing behind her and then she felt it on her neck. She quickly turned around and James smiled.

"Stop it," she whispered and tried to concentrate on the math again.

She felt it again, and then something poked her neck. Quickly she raised her hand.

"Yes, Miss Evans?" said the short man as he saw her hand go up.

"Can you make James stop breathing so loudly?" she asked. The whole class started to laugh, including the teacher.

"James stop breathing," the teacher commanded with a twinkle in his eye.

There were two minutes left of class and amazingly James held his breath for the whole time, the whole class laughing for the two minutes. As soon as he got out in the hall he was gasping for breath.

Next was a ballet class. It was one of the ones that included partners so that they could work on lifts.

Lily emerged from the dressing rooms to find that the usual groups were already sitting there talking to each other. She sat alone near the bar, stretching before class. When she was done stretching the put on her pointe shoes and laced them up carefully. She always loved putting them on because she had dreamed of it when she was a little girl.

She saw James over in the corner staring at her. She glared back, James smiled and turned towards his friends to say something.

Mr. Dumbledore, who was also the Headmaster of the school walked in. Somtimes he taught this class and sometimes he didn't. Lily always liked it when the older man taught the class because they always learned something new.

As soon as music filled the room, all the students hurried for the barre.

"We'll start with the basics to warm up. Plie twice then grand plie, then releve into passe and hold for four counts. Port a bras. Cambre forward come up and developpe en croix. Repeat forever and a day please," he said as he found the track he wanted.

A few students laughed at the last part. Dumbledore always found a way to make them laugh.

As soon as they got to the grand plie he stopped the music.

"Most of you are doing it wrong. Let's have an example. Miss Evans do a grand plie," he said while walking over to her.

As she released her heels he stopped her.

"Do a demi plie and I'll tell you when you can release your heels."

Lily went as far as she thought she possibly could, but he still didn't say anything. He held down her feet with one hand and pushed her down farther with the other one.

"Do you feel it? You need to feel that every time you do a plie, or else you're being lazy," he said.

"Release your heels now."

Lily did as she was told and went down even farther.

"Your heels must touch when you're all the way down. Do it again."

This seemed to go on forever but she finally got it, and they all went back to doing the original exercise.

They finally got to the center floor and she had to pair up with James.

"Sit down," Dumbledore said as he pulled a chair to the front of the room.

They all sat down.

"This is your final year. We would like you all to become successful dancers but some of you are being lazy. This year will be harder than ever and we will be pushing you to do beyond your best. For the next few months we will be working on The Nutcracker, which will be performed two weeks before Christmas. The rest of the year we will be working on improving your technique. For the next week I will be observing you in class and that's how I will cast you, so try your best, now do you have any questions?"

Author's Note: Well I must go now. I will post this now and hopefully another chapter this weekend. Please review. I want to know whether I should even bother.