Lady Sorciere- Yeah, I did review my own story. I was bored! Well, the thing is, Lily and Rebecca were the only two girls who got sorted into Gryffindor. Sometimes there are a lot, sometimes there are a little. It's okay if you don't review all the time. And you will know more about Lily and Rebecca in later chapters. I like long reviews!
00mrdragon00- Thanks! In this chapter, I will introduce James and the other Marauders.
Chapter Two
Brrrring.
"Lily, wake up!" I hear a voice cry distantly. No! It's too early to wake up. I need to go back to sleep……
"Rise and shine! C'mon, Lils." I hear the voice cry again, only this time it's getting closer. I put my head under my pillow and burrow my body into the large comforter. Maybe if I lie really still, she'll forget about me.
"Lily! It's the first day of class! Let's go!" I hear right in my left ear. Rebecca pounces on me and begins to lightly slap my face.
"Nooooooooooo." I moan loudly. I obviously need some more rest. Why can't she understand that and leave me alone?
"Fine, Lily. But you're going to have to find your own way downstairs." she replies.
"Argh! Fine, I'm up. Now what?" I whine impatiently.
"Get dressed. And comb your hair." she instructed.
"Okay, mum."
I get out of bed and reach over to the heavy wooden trunk at the end of my bed. From inside, I grab a white collared shirt with buttons, a black knee-length skirt, some long black socks, and my Hogwarts robe complete with the Gryffindor crest on it. After I finish putting those on, I reach for my worn-out, canary yellow Converse sneakers with the pink shoelaces. I love my Converse. When I finish tying my shoelaces, I grab my wooden hairbrush and work through the thick mass of straight, dark red hair on my head. Finally, I put the hairbrush down, grab my book bag, and I am done.
"Rebecca, are you ready?" I ask, knowing she's probably been tapping her foot.
"Umm….no." she says.
"Aha!" I exclaim. What was the point of her waking me up at the early time of 7:30 when I was just going to have to wait for her?
"Shut up, Lily. I can't get this bloody shoe on right!" she cries.
"Well, hurry up. I'm starving."
"And I suppose helping me is not an option?"
Oh, right. I walk over to her and kneel down next to her foot, helping her enforce her foot into the shoe.
"I think perhaps that the shoe's a little too small." I tell her.
"Me too. It's these bloody feet. They won't stop growing!" she yells, angrily banging her foot on the ground.
Together we push her foot in until it finally fits. She leads me down the spiral staircase into the common room, out through the portrait of the Fat Lady, down some couple of corridors, to the left, then to the right, then the right again, and we are standing in front of the entrance to the Great Hall.
"How did you know where to go?" I ask her, amazed.
"I listen." she responds, smiling to herself.
We sit down at Gryffindor table. Or is it the Ravenclaw table? I'm not sure. No, I'm pretty sure it's Gryffindor, because we are sitting across of those four idiots who tried to start a food fight last night at the Welcoming Feast. A boy with sandy brown hair and green eyes named Remus Lupin. A small, short wimpy looking boy with blond hair and watery gray eyes named Peter Pettigrew. A boy with kind of long dark hair and blue eyes named Sirius Black. And finally, the king of all idiots, a boy with black messy hair and bright hazel eyes. Did I mention that he's an idiot?
"Hello, Evans." greets James.
"Shut your face."
"Why is she so mean to me?" James asked Sirius, feigning offense.
"I think she thinks you're a bumbling idiot, mate." said Sirius wisely.
"That's not true! Remus, is that what you think?"
Remus nodded, peeling a banana.
I grabbed a warm cinnamon muffin.
"Can someone pass me the milk?" I asked timidly around the table. As soon as my mouth had closed, James leapt up, grabbed the milk from a sixth year who looked like he wanted to punch James (don't we all?), raced back to me, and poured milk into my goblet.
"Here, Evans."
"Dork."
A/N How did you guys like the Lily/James encounter? If you loved it, then good for you! If you hated it, then my story has achieved it's purpose. So let me know!