The Arrival
Disclaimer: come on people if you think I own Harry Potter go look at my other chapters.
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Lily's POV
I awoke the next morning to my mother pounding on my door. It was noon. I must have overslept and now my parents might miss their flight. I took a quick shower and got dressed. Then rushed downstairs, hoping on some level my parents had missed it.
"Where's the fire, dear?" my mum said as soon as I ran into the kitchen.
"You were pounding on my door. It's noon. I thought you were about to miss your flight?"
"Oh, no, dear, we took a later flight so you could sleep in. We know you don't want to go to the Potter's and we figured it would be best if we took a later flight so you might not hate us so much. Here, have something to eat," she said indicating the plate of food on the table.
At that point, I loved my mother. I didn't want to wake up early, and, thanks to her, I didn't have to. I sat down and ate happily, forgetting what was about to happen. I couldn't forget for long though. Practically as soon as I'd finished eating my dad came in and said we had to leave or they'd miss their flight. He had already carried my trunk out to the car. We all climbed in and we started to drive. I stared out the window my whole trip thinking about my friends and all the fun summers I had with them. I thought about Hogwarts and much I was going to miss it. I thought about Potter and I realized towards the end of last year he was actually trying to be nicer. He had done fewer pranks and hadn't seized every opportunity to ask me out. He had still done those things just not as much. The car doors slamming interrupted my thoughts. We were here, at Potter's house. I got out and walked up to the door with my parents. We rang the doorbell and a couple seconds later Mrs. Potter opened the door.
"Richard, Jane, Lily. You're here, come in. James, Henry, the Evans are here!" Mrs. Potter said. We walked into their home, my father carrying my trunk. Their house could only be a home because it was very cozy. Maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad after all… or not. As soon as that thought came into my head none other than James Potter appeared at the top of the stairs with his cocky grin. No, wait, it wasn't cocky he was just grinning at me; like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen! And what was happening to me? I was actually having trouble breathing. It must have been because of the weight of his stare. There was no other possible reason.
"Would any of you like something to drink?" Mrs. Potter asked.
"No, Sarah, we really must be going," said my mother.
"Okay, well. You will be able to owl us, right?"
"Actually, since we'll be staying with my aunt we won't be able to owl but we can use muggle mail."
"Oh, well, okay, as long as we keep in touch."
My father had been talking to Mr. Potter this whole time, and Potter had just stood in front of me staring. After many hugs good-bye and promises to write, my parents left, and I was at the Potter's house for the rest of the summer.
"Lily, dear, we already had lunch but if you're hungry I could conjure something up for you," said Mrs. Potter. She and Mr. Potter had always been so nice to me. Sometimes I'd wonder that two such nice people could have such a horrible son.
"No, that's okay, Mrs. Potter, I've already had lunch," I said.
"Okay, well than, James, why don't you show Lily to the guest room?" asked Mrs. Potter.
"Alright, mum. Follow me, Lily," said Potter. He walked over to my trunk and picked it up with ease.
"Here, let me help you with that," I said. I didn't want him to help me in any way, shape, or form.
"No, it's okay, I got it," Potter said with a grin. It wasn't a cocky grin though. It was the same grin as before. He led me up the stairs and down the hall to one of the bedrooms. He went in and put my trunk at the end of the bed.
"Okay, well, this is it. Bathrooms right through there," he said indicating one of the doors. "If you need anything just call me… oh, or you could call one of the house elves, but I'd be more than happy to help you with something if you need it." With that Potter started to leave. Then it hit me. He had called me Lily. Usually he calls me Evans.
"Potter," I said rather forcefully.
"Yeah?" he said in a strange, sort of exasperated tone.
"Before you called me Lily. You usually call me Evans. Why?"
Smiling, he just left without a single word closing the door behind him. I let out an exasperated noise and fell on the bed face first.
After a couple of seconds, I turned on my back and stared up at the ceiling. I can still remember the first time I met the Potters. It was right before I started at Hogwarts. My parents and I were looking for my supplies. Petunia had gone over a friend's house to avoid going shopping for "freak stuff" as she put it. Now, she lived in her own flat and wanted nothing to do with me. None of the shops we went to seemed to have anything on my list. We were just about to give up and go home when we heard Mr. Potter say something about Hogwarts. We asked them if they knew where we could get my supplies. Mr. and Mrs. Potter were very kind and they, along with Potter, showed us all around Diagon Ally. My parents really seemed to hit it off with the Potters. They made plans to meet up at the train station so they could show me how to get onto the platform. Ever since then, my parents and Potter's have been friends, but I've hated him. I guess I should be nicer to him, because if it wasn't for him and his family I would have never been able to get to Hogwarts. He's just so annoying. He knows just how to push my buttons. All of a sudden I heard a light rapping on the window. I looked over and saw Evol was on the other side of the glass. I let him in and took the letter from his leg. It was from Alice. I could recognize the handwriting. I opened the letter. It said:
Dear Lily,
That's horrible for you. You must be really upset. I'm sorry to hear about your great aunt. I have good news though. Frank got a job. He's going to be an auror. I know you don't really want to hear about that, but he asked me to tell you. He also wanted me to ask if you could tell James. You know how they were on the Gryffindor quiditch team together. He also wanted me to tell you (and I promise this is the last thing he told me to tell you) that James isn't such a bad guy and you should give him a chance. I agree with him. You should give James a chance and make the most of your summer. All right, well, write back soon. I'll see you at Hogwarts.
Alice
I had been pacing while reading the letter. I flopped down on the bed and said, "Somebody shoot me." Just then someone knocked on my door. Potter shouted to me through the door, "dinner."
A/N: ok one quick thing to explain. Frank is a year older than Lily, James, and Alice. He's not in the Order yet mainly because I didn't want to put him in there yet. He can just join with Alice.
Praises:
Evil Scratching Post: I'm glad you read this
Lilypad-7879: Your review is soooo sweet it made me cry. I hope you have fun in dc.
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The all mighty and powerful*M: hehe your words are funny "sexyful" and "awesomeness" they are funny
Hon Snowfire Browneyes: happy? Now you knew how they became friends I know its kind of week but you know my parents they don't even like people. I couldn't think of anything else
Fuzzy-10889: I'm glad you love my story. She will fall in love with him of course but she still has to change a little. I also want to put them through some more torture still. It will happen just be patient.
A/N: Sorry and thanks to everyone I have missed. If I get it after I post this I'll put it in the next chapter. I haven't written it yet so it might take longer. I just have an idea of what I'm doing.
Next Chapter: James and Lily at dinner together… uh oh!