A/n: Hey everyone, sorry for the wait. Again, icky finals, lack of
creativeness, and all-around laziness. Another name I'm considering is
'Always and Forever.' It'll make sense later . . . Anyway . . . *stares at
blinking line* Oh yeah. The story . . .
P.S. One of you reviewers (look, someone actually reviewed, yay!) commented on Rowan knowing about Remus's condition. I don't like it either, but if you look at it, it makes sense:
He's Head Boy.
He's a Gryffindor.
3) He's Dumbledore's grandson. *looks at all the gasping readers* What? Like you couldn't have already figured it out from FD1.
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Lily woke the next morning to sunlight streaming through the windows. She sat up and rubbed her eyes before looking around. The girl with the glasses was already gone, but the two other girls were still sleeping.
Lily climbed out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. After quickly showering and brushing her teeth, she dressed and went down to the Great Hall.
After getting lost twice and accidentally bumping into a sixth year Ravenclaw, she finally entered the Great Hall. She sat at the Gryffindor table and saw that her roommate with the glasses was already there and was talking to the head boy, a thin boy with light brown hair sitting next to her.
Lily looked to her right as Sirius sat next to her. He promptly slammed his head on the table and groaned.
"I didn't sleep a wink last night," he complained. "I just knew that Potter was going to try something."
"Did he?"
"No." At that moment, James Potter sat at the table across from them, slamming his head down as well.
"Black," he grumbled. "I know you're planning something. I didn't sleep a wink last night because I knew you were going to do something."
"Did I?" Sirius asked.
"No," James replied. "But this is all part of your plan. You want to lull me into a false sense of security, then attack when I least expect it."
"You think too much, Potter," Sirius said.
"Better than thinking too little," James retorted. He stood and moved farther down the table to sit with his chubby friend. Sirius stood.
"Where are you going?" Lily asked.
"I have to rethink my plan," Sirius said as he walked out of the Great Hall. "Stupid Potter figured it out."
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"Welcome to Transfiguration," Professor McGonagall, the witch who brought them into the Great Hall for the sorting. The first year Gryffindors and Slytherins were gathered in the Transfiguration classroom.
"This year you will be learning the basic form of Transfiguration," the professor continued. " There are two to a desk and I will be assigning your seats for the first year so that you may become better acquainted with those around you." Several people groaned. "It is only for this year," Professor McGonagall said. She pulled out a list of parchment and began to read, pointing to a different desk as she went along.
"Mr. Malfoy and Miss Evans, Mr. Snape and Mr. Potter, Miss Walker and Miss Valencia, Miss Chen and Mr. Pettigrew, Miss Jacobson and Mr. Black, Miss Larson and Mr. Goyle, Miss Wilson and Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Lupin and Mr. Kilrain," she said. She rolled up the piece of parchment. "Well, what are you waiting for?" The students quickly got up and moved to their new seats.
Lily was sitting next to a platinum blonde boy with steel gray eyes. He turned to her. "Lucius Malfoy," he said.
"Lily Evans," she replied timidly. The boy turned forward, obviously not interested in her. Lily sighed and glanced at Sirius who was sitting at a table near her with one of her roommates.
"Hi, I'm Sirius," he said to girl.
"I'm Megan," she replied softly.
"That's cool," Sirius replied. "You're a Gryffindor, right?" Megan nodded. "Wicked," Sirius continued. "We're in the same house. I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other." Megan nodded again.
Lily continued looking around the room. James was sending a death glare at the greasy Slytherin boy. Her two other roommates were looking in disgust at their partners who both looked oddly like trolls. James's chubby friend was looking quite scared as Meredith, the girl from the boat, talked animatedly to him. The other Gryffindor boy, whom Lily recognized as the one who was friends with her quiet roommate was sitting silently at his seat with a black haired, bad tempered looking boy. Two other Slytherin girls were sitting together, the one with black hair looking greatly annoyed at the one with blonde hair.
"Now, as some of you know, the basic concept of Transfiguration is changing one thing into another," Professor McGonagall said. "This being your first year, we are going to start out simple by changing matchsticks into needles and things like that."
"Aw, when do we get to do the cool stuff?" Sirius whined. The professor glared at him.
"Mr. Black, is it?" she asked. Sirius nodded. McGonagall sighed. "In order to do the "cool stuff" you must learn the basics first."
"This is going to be a long year," Sirius muttered.
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"Sirius, have you done your potions essay yet?" Lily asked. They were sitting in the common room and Sirius was munching on a chocolate frog.
"Of course not," Sirius said. "It's not due till next week."
"It's due tomorrow."
"Lily, don't joke," Sirius said warningly. "I'm the funny one around here. It's due next Thursday."
"Sirius, it was due next Thursday LAST Thursday," Lily replied. Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"You," he said to a boy sitting in an armchair near them. "Remus, was it?"
"Yes," Remus replied.
"When's our potions essay due?" Sirius asked.
"Tomorrow."
"Damn," Sirius replied. He quickly got up and ran up the stairs to his dorm. Lily laughed.
"That'll teach him to put off his homework," she said. She turned to Remus. "Have you done your essay?"
"Of course," Remus replied.
"You're Remus, right?" You're friends with one of my roommates? The quiet one," Lily said.
"Yes, I'm Remus. Her name's Megan."
"That's right," Lily said. "Megan. I'm Lily."
"Hi Lily," Remus said softly. "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too," Lily said.
"PETER!" a voice cried out. Lily turned to see James Potter entering the portrait hole. The chubby boy scurried over to him.
"Y-yes James?" he asked.
"Peter, why didn't you tell me the potions essay was due tomorrow?" James asked.
"I-I did," Peter said timidly.
"No you didn't!" James cried. "No matter, let me have yours."
"B-But then I-I won't have one," Peter said.
"So write another one," James replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Lily stood and crossed to him.
"I don't think that's fair," Lily said. "He probably worked hard on it."
"I don't care what you think," James replied. "It's Peter's fault I didn't know. I told him to remind me. So he should give me his essay."
"I-I'm sorry," Peter mumbled, reaching in his bag for a role of parchment.
"Don't you dare take that out," Lily said to Peter. "Potter, it's YOUR fault you didn't know, and it'll be YOUR fault when you don't have it done."
"Peter, just give me the damn essay!" James cried.
"What's going on here?" a voice asked. Lily turned to see the tall brown haired seventh year entering the common room holding the hand of blonde girl. He turned to her.
"See you later Jeanette," he said, quickly kissing her cheek. "Head Boy duties call." The girl put on a pouting face.
"The always do," she said, giving him a small smile before walking away. The boy turned to face the first years.
"Not you again," James groaned.
"Yes, me again," said Rowan. "Now what's going on?"
"Potter's trying to steal someone's work," Lily said.
"I am not!" James protested.
"Yes you are!" Lily replied. "I just listened to you screaming at this boy to give you his essay."
"You're insane," James said.
"Is this true?" Rowan asked Peter. Peter looked around nervously.
"Um . . . um . . . ye- . . . I mean . . . n- . . . er . . ."
"Mr. Pettigrew, I promise I won't punish Mr. Potter," Rowan said. "But you need to tell me the truth."
"Yes," Peter replied, looking at the ground. "It's true."
"Peter!" James cried. "You rat!"
"That's enough!" Rowan said sternly. He grabbed the shoulder of James's shirt and started to pull him out of the common room.
"Hey!" James exclaimed. "You said you weren't going to punish me!"
"I'm not," Rowan replied. "Professor McGonagall is. Cheating is a very serious offense." Rowan dragged a grumbling James out of the common room.
"You did the right thing," Lily said to Peter. Peter gulped.
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A/n: Well that's it. It sucks. But hey, it's there. I'm really sorry but I don't know when I'll have the next chapter. *sighs* So much stuff . . .
If you want to be on a mailing list so I can email you when I put up a new chapter (or excuses for not doing so ;) ) then leave your email in your review.
Yes, REVIEW! I command thee!
Now, the question for this chapter . . .
~~~~~~ What are you most anxious to see in Prisoner of Azkaban? Don't forget, it comes out on June 4! ~~~~~~
P.S. One of you reviewers (look, someone actually reviewed, yay!) commented on Rowan knowing about Remus's condition. I don't like it either, but if you look at it, it makes sense:
He's Head Boy.
He's a Gryffindor.
3) He's Dumbledore's grandson. *looks at all the gasping readers* What? Like you couldn't have already figured it out from FD1.
`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`''`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`
Lily woke the next morning to sunlight streaming through the windows. She sat up and rubbed her eyes before looking around. The girl with the glasses was already gone, but the two other girls were still sleeping.
Lily climbed out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. After quickly showering and brushing her teeth, she dressed and went down to the Great Hall.
After getting lost twice and accidentally bumping into a sixth year Ravenclaw, she finally entered the Great Hall. She sat at the Gryffindor table and saw that her roommate with the glasses was already there and was talking to the head boy, a thin boy with light brown hair sitting next to her.
Lily looked to her right as Sirius sat next to her. He promptly slammed his head on the table and groaned.
"I didn't sleep a wink last night," he complained. "I just knew that Potter was going to try something."
"Did he?"
"No." At that moment, James Potter sat at the table across from them, slamming his head down as well.
"Black," he grumbled. "I know you're planning something. I didn't sleep a wink last night because I knew you were going to do something."
"Did I?" Sirius asked.
"No," James replied. "But this is all part of your plan. You want to lull me into a false sense of security, then attack when I least expect it."
"You think too much, Potter," Sirius said.
"Better than thinking too little," James retorted. He stood and moved farther down the table to sit with his chubby friend. Sirius stood.
"Where are you going?" Lily asked.
"I have to rethink my plan," Sirius said as he walked out of the Great Hall. "Stupid Potter figured it out."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Welcome to Transfiguration," Professor McGonagall, the witch who brought them into the Great Hall for the sorting. The first year Gryffindors and Slytherins were gathered in the Transfiguration classroom.
"This year you will be learning the basic form of Transfiguration," the professor continued. " There are two to a desk and I will be assigning your seats for the first year so that you may become better acquainted with those around you." Several people groaned. "It is only for this year," Professor McGonagall said. She pulled out a list of parchment and began to read, pointing to a different desk as she went along.
"Mr. Malfoy and Miss Evans, Mr. Snape and Mr. Potter, Miss Walker and Miss Valencia, Miss Chen and Mr. Pettigrew, Miss Jacobson and Mr. Black, Miss Larson and Mr. Goyle, Miss Wilson and Mr. Crabbe, and Mr. Lupin and Mr. Kilrain," she said. She rolled up the piece of parchment. "Well, what are you waiting for?" The students quickly got up and moved to their new seats.
Lily was sitting next to a platinum blonde boy with steel gray eyes. He turned to her. "Lucius Malfoy," he said.
"Lily Evans," she replied timidly. The boy turned forward, obviously not interested in her. Lily sighed and glanced at Sirius who was sitting at a table near her with one of her roommates.
"Hi, I'm Sirius," he said to girl.
"I'm Megan," she replied softly.
"That's cool," Sirius replied. "You're a Gryffindor, right?" Megan nodded. "Wicked," Sirius continued. "We're in the same house. I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other." Megan nodded again.
Lily continued looking around the room. James was sending a death glare at the greasy Slytherin boy. Her two other roommates were looking in disgust at their partners who both looked oddly like trolls. James's chubby friend was looking quite scared as Meredith, the girl from the boat, talked animatedly to him. The other Gryffindor boy, whom Lily recognized as the one who was friends with her quiet roommate was sitting silently at his seat with a black haired, bad tempered looking boy. Two other Slytherin girls were sitting together, the one with black hair looking greatly annoyed at the one with blonde hair.
"Now, as some of you know, the basic concept of Transfiguration is changing one thing into another," Professor McGonagall said. "This being your first year, we are going to start out simple by changing matchsticks into needles and things like that."
"Aw, when do we get to do the cool stuff?" Sirius whined. The professor glared at him.
"Mr. Black, is it?" she asked. Sirius nodded. McGonagall sighed. "In order to do the "cool stuff" you must learn the basics first."
"This is going to be a long year," Sirius muttered.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Sirius, have you done your potions essay yet?" Lily asked. They were sitting in the common room and Sirius was munching on a chocolate frog.
"Of course not," Sirius said. "It's not due till next week."
"It's due tomorrow."
"Lily, don't joke," Sirius said warningly. "I'm the funny one around here. It's due next Thursday."
"Sirius, it was due next Thursday LAST Thursday," Lily replied. Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"You," he said to a boy sitting in an armchair near them. "Remus, was it?"
"Yes," Remus replied.
"When's our potions essay due?" Sirius asked.
"Tomorrow."
"Damn," Sirius replied. He quickly got up and ran up the stairs to his dorm. Lily laughed.
"That'll teach him to put off his homework," she said. She turned to Remus. "Have you done your essay?"
"Of course," Remus replied.
"You're Remus, right?" You're friends with one of my roommates? The quiet one," Lily said.
"Yes, I'm Remus. Her name's Megan."
"That's right," Lily said. "Megan. I'm Lily."
"Hi Lily," Remus said softly. "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too," Lily said.
"PETER!" a voice cried out. Lily turned to see James Potter entering the portrait hole. The chubby boy scurried over to him.
"Y-yes James?" he asked.
"Peter, why didn't you tell me the potions essay was due tomorrow?" James asked.
"I-I did," Peter said timidly.
"No you didn't!" James cried. "No matter, let me have yours."
"B-But then I-I won't have one," Peter said.
"So write another one," James replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Lily stood and crossed to him.
"I don't think that's fair," Lily said. "He probably worked hard on it."
"I don't care what you think," James replied. "It's Peter's fault I didn't know. I told him to remind me. So he should give me his essay."
"I-I'm sorry," Peter mumbled, reaching in his bag for a role of parchment.
"Don't you dare take that out," Lily said to Peter. "Potter, it's YOUR fault you didn't know, and it'll be YOUR fault when you don't have it done."
"Peter, just give me the damn essay!" James cried.
"What's going on here?" a voice asked. Lily turned to see the tall brown haired seventh year entering the common room holding the hand of blonde girl. He turned to her.
"See you later Jeanette," he said, quickly kissing her cheek. "Head Boy duties call." The girl put on a pouting face.
"The always do," she said, giving him a small smile before walking away. The boy turned to face the first years.
"Not you again," James groaned.
"Yes, me again," said Rowan. "Now what's going on?"
"Potter's trying to steal someone's work," Lily said.
"I am not!" James protested.
"Yes you are!" Lily replied. "I just listened to you screaming at this boy to give you his essay."
"You're insane," James said.
"Is this true?" Rowan asked Peter. Peter looked around nervously.
"Um . . . um . . . ye- . . . I mean . . . n- . . . er . . ."
"Mr. Pettigrew, I promise I won't punish Mr. Potter," Rowan said. "But you need to tell me the truth."
"Yes," Peter replied, looking at the ground. "It's true."
"Peter!" James cried. "You rat!"
"That's enough!" Rowan said sternly. He grabbed the shoulder of James's shirt and started to pull him out of the common room.
"Hey!" James exclaimed. "You said you weren't going to punish me!"
"I'm not," Rowan replied. "Professor McGonagall is. Cheating is a very serious offense." Rowan dragged a grumbling James out of the common room.
"You did the right thing," Lily said to Peter. Peter gulped.
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A/n: Well that's it. It sucks. But hey, it's there. I'm really sorry but I don't know when I'll have the next chapter. *sighs* So much stuff . . .
If you want to be on a mailing list so I can email you when I put up a new chapter (or excuses for not doing so ;) ) then leave your email in your review.
Yes, REVIEW! I command thee!
Now, the question for this chapter . . .
~~~~~~ What are you most anxious to see in Prisoner of Azkaban? Don't forget, it comes out on June 4! ~~~~~~