A/N: Thank you a lot Lilyne :) You're my first revieweragain! I've posted this chapter as soon as I could! Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you associate with J.K Rowling's Books plus this fanfic is inspired in another fanfic I read long ago.
Full Summary: James is a self-centered, bossy, spoiled brat. Lily Evans is a total tomboy. Gosh! Not even supermagiglue can stick those two together! So how come they ended up being our favourite couple? See the changes they undergo through their years in Hogwart to end up perfectly suiting each other! Love, friendship, lots fo Maraudaring and the story of a flower and her stag. Hey, and a certain black dog too!
Enjoy!-CHAPTER 1-
Un/Expected
………… With Lily……………
Lily Evans woke up at nine thirty. A normal waking time for a not so normal summer day. She rubbed her blurry eyes lazily as she would normally do, stretched in a cat fashion way as she normally did and stood up ready to take her normal daily routine, which wasn't really that normal either, at least for a normal girl. She went to the toilet but found that Petunia was already in, as normal. Bad luck, she wouldn't be able to get in until an hour or two. Not that Lily really cared, her ear-short hair didn't need combing and she could have a shower after having a good baseball game with her neighbourhood friends, which were all boys, obviously. She went down the stairs and into the kitchen where she met her mother.
"Hi mum!" Lily greeted.
"Good morning angel. So what are you going to do today?" Rose Evans asked absent minded while she did the dishes, already knowing what the answer would be.
"I'll go train a bit of judo." Lily said while she stuffed some toast in her mouth. "Then I might go round and see what the guys are up to."
"Very well, but be back by lunch time, we need to discuss what school you'll be attending this September." Rose said turning around to face her daughter, who was looking at her mother angrily.
"Mum! We've gone over this conversation thousands of times! I'm NOT going to that all-girl boarding school you want me to go even if my life depends on it!" Lily said stuffing what was left of her breakfast into her mouth and crossed her arms over her flat chest childishly. Rose gave her daughter a disapproving look but couldn't hide a weak smile creeping on her lips. She had been trying to convince her daughter to attend that school during the whole summer and yet, every time she mentioned it, Lily seemed to reject that school even more. No doubt, Lily had inherited her father's stubbornness, her grandma's beauty and of course, her mother's feisty red-headed temper.
"Fine, you tell me where you want to go then." Rose said going back to the dishes, she wasn't about to force her daughter to attend a school she didn't want to go. "But I remind you that you cannot go to that all-boy boarding school, so stop thinking about it!"
"Fine! I'll just think about another one!" Lily said exciting the kitchen happily. She rushed up the stairs and got her judo robes on. She smiled proudly at her black belt and then ran down the stairs ready for two hours of hard training in which she planned to perfect her "hiponseoi" (A/N: That's a judo technique, I don't know how it's spelled… ¬¬)
"Bye!" She shouted at whoever was listening.
"Bye Lily! And when you see your father, tell him he'd better have the dish washer repaired by tomorrow or he'll be the one doing the dishes!"
"Ok!" Lily said closing the door behind her.
………………..With James………………
James woke up late that same morning and looked lazily at the clock. Already a quarter to twelve. Another boring day ahead. His father wouldn't be home till tomorrow morning and his mother would be back late, as always. James stood up and went directly to his enormous toilet. After a long shower and half an hour spent looking at his reflexion on the mirror, practicing his oh-so-loved movement to untidy his hair so he'd look as he had just gone down his broom, James Harold Potter decided he was hungry. He went back to his far too big bedroom and rang a little bell. Nearly instantly, a house elf knocked on the door.
"In!" James shouted from behind the door. The house elf, named Popcorn entered the room trembling slightly. Anyone who lived in the Potter's Manor knew James was very demanding and, if you didn't want to receive a piece of cloth from him, you'd better follow his orders perfectly.
"Yes, young master?" Popcorn asked weakly.
"I'm hungry; bring me something good to eat."
"But sir… it's already a quarter to one, it's nearly lunch tim-"
"Haven't you heard me?" James said glaring at the poor house elf who by now looked terrified.
"Yes, sir! I'll be right back, sir!" The elf said, running as fast as he could with his small legs.
James smiled to himself satisfied, he liked to see that things were under his control. He's authority and orders had never been defied before and he'd be dead before he accepted a "no" as an answer. He was practicing his hair-untidying movement once again when he heard someone or something tap on the window. James looked towards it suspiciously. He was on the fourth floor and he doubted he was receiving any owl as long as the Hogwarts letter wasn't arriving before planned. He went to the window and pulled the curtains open just to see Sirius Black, his best friend since always, grinning widely at him, and mounting on a broomstick. James grinned back happily. This grin, properly known as the "Potter's grin" and which would conquer many girls' hearts, was one of the few gestures James hadn't needed practicing, it just came out naturally.
"Good morning Mr. Black" James said still grinning, opening the window to let his friend in. "What brings you here in such an early hour of the morning?"
Sirius gave him a weird look. "Well, Mr. Potter, if my memory isn't playing pranks on me, and I hope it isn't, we accorded last night that we'd be holding a meeting today in…" he looked at his watch "about twenty seconds on how to teach our great childhood friend, Snape, some manners as we clearly agreed he was really lacking some."
"Now that you mention it, I remember something about it…."
…………..Back with Lily………….
"Well done, Lily, you're skills are improving more and more each day." Gerald Evans told his daughter after a tough hour and a half training non stop. "You know what? After marrying your mother, my dream was to have a son, but having you as a daughter… It makes me prouder than I could have ever imagined." Hearing this, Lily smiled very widely at her father. "But…" Gerald continued but quietened.
"But what?" Asked Lily, looking at her father eyebrows furrowed.
"Well, Lilz, I share your mother's opinion that maybe you should try and be a bit more… feminine, I don't know, maybe you could try hanging around with girls sometim-"
"Why are you telling me this?" Lily said looking angrily at her father.
"Well…" Gerald continued with difficulty. "You like it or not, someday you'll become a young woman and boys will soon stop hanging around you-"
"Why should they do that? We've been friends since always! And, so far, I being a girl has never bothered them!" She said, starting to loose her temper, why couldn't they let her be?
"I don't know Lilz, they'll just stop being around you."
"Why?" Lily said, glaring.
"Because that's how the world works. Boys go with boys and girls go with girls."
"Then, this world sucks." Lily said leaving the gym moodily, slamming the door behind her.
She ran all the way down to the base ball pitch where she found her life long friends playing.
"Hi, Lilz!" John Watson' said, waving at her. "Come, quick! We're missing a player!" Lily smiled and forgot everything her parents had told her. Those boys would always be her friends.
After making her team win, Lily and her friends were having a coke at John's porch.
"Lily, what was up with you before? You looked quite upset." Luck asked looking concerned.
"Oh, it's nothing, really. Anyway, my mum wants me to decide which school I want to attend this September and I had hoped I could go with you guys. Have you already decided at what school you'll be going to?" Once Lily had said that, the air became tense and the guys exchanged worried looks, full of guilt.
"What?" Lily asked looking at her friends with narrowed eyes. "Is there something you've been hiding from me?"
"Well…. Uhhhh… we had planned to tell you this sooner, lilz…" John started but quietened. None of the guys dared to look at Lily's beautiful eyes, they were too… magic, unreal and, sometimes, scary.
"Tell me WHAT?" Lily yelled, her temper quickly rising. John took a deep breath and let go:
"We'll all be going to that all-boy boarding school at the neighbour village." When he saw the look on Lily's face he quickly continued: "Don't be mad at us Lilz, it's by far the best school near by… and we can always meet on weekends…." After John finished saying this, all the boys looked up to see Lily's reaction. She was looking at her feet, her big fringe covering her eyes. She had greeted teeth and was trembling slightly. Her friends…her only friends since always were turning their backs on her, going to a place where she couldn't follow them. How cruel. Something was squeezing her heart and it really stung. Suddenly, a tear fell to the floor and Lily looked up at her 'friends'. Her usually happy emerald green eyes were now full of tears and anger.
"THANKS FOR NOTHING!" Lily yelled as hard as she could before she turned around and ran away, not turning back to the shouts of: 'Lily! Wait!' She sprinted to her house and banged the door of her bedroom. She launched herself to her bed and cried. It had been years since she had let a drop fall from her eyes. She cried until no tears were left in her eyes and when she was nearly asleep, something tapped on the window. Her green eyes widened and she turned to look towards it just to see an incredible big brown owl. She stood frozen for a second and then looked around her messy room to see if anybody was seeing the same as she was. The owl knocked impatiently again on the window and, at this, Lily walked towards it. She opened the window and closed her eyes tightly, as if waiting for the owl to attack her. After about ten seconds of staying like this, Lily finally opened one of her eyes slowly too see the owl giving her a funny look and stretching its right leg. Lily saw there was a piece of parchment attached to it and thought she had to take it. Once she had untied it, the owl spread its wings and flew away. Lily watched it disappear and then looked at the envelope she was holding. It read:
Miss Lily Evans
Outskirts of London
Glory drive nº 2
Second floor, third room after the flower pot.
Lily looked strangely at the envelope. This could only be a funny prank. Maybe the guys were trying to make up for upsetting her? She turned the envelope over. There, she saw a big H with the drawings of a lion, a badger, a snake and a raven. She opened the envelope and once she had read what was in the letter, her life changed.
"MOM!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. "MOM!" Hurried steps could be heard and Lily's bedroom door burst open, revealing a very frightened Mrs. Evans.
"What's wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She started babbling a thousand questions and the only answer she got from her daughter was a piece of parchment. Mrs. Evans stared at it for a few seconds, trying to figure out why this piece of paper was distressing her daughter so much. Once she read it, she knew why.
"GERALD!" She screamed. "GERALD" Lily's father arrived few seconds later and was handed the curious piece of parchment.
"Oh my God…" Was the only thing he managed to say.
At that moment, Petunia entered the room. Everyone turned to watch her. The room was quiet for a few seconds until Petunia snatched the parchment form her father's hand and read through this. She laughed.
"Lily, dearest. You surely don't believe this, do you? This is obviously a stupid J.O.K.E!" Seeing that her family kept silent she added furiously. "Listen, MAGIC does NOT exist! You may be a stupid tomboy but you are not a freaking witch!"
"Petunia! Watch that language!" Mrs. Evans said angrily.
"But… that would explain all those strange thi…"
"I want to go." Lily interrupted quietly. All the family members turned to her. "I want to go." And, this time, she said it more confidently. Her mother stared at her for a few seconds and then took the letter form Petunia's hands. She skimmed through it and said.
"We're leaving for London at three."
………………. To James ……………………..
James and Sirius were laughing their heads off while they entered James's bedroom through the window, on brooms of course.
"Did you see his face? That was just sooooooooo funny!" Sirius said dismounting his broom and embracing his stomach which hurt after too much laughing. "Oh, man! That looks terribly delicious!" He said, pointing at a blueberry cake.
"Oh" James remembered that he had ordered that elf to bring him something to eat. "You can take it. I don't want it anymore." Sirius shrugged his shoulders and started eating it. James took a glimpse of his watch.
"Forty-three seconds." He said.
"Huh?" Sirius asked with his mouth full.
"Thirty nine seconds till the Hogwarts letter arrives".
"How do you know?" Sirius asked curiously.
"I had a…… peaceful talk with the head of the Post office department. I've been kept informed of my letter's movements."
Ten seconds later, the owl arrived bringing not only James's letter but Sirius's too.
"We'll go to Diagon's Alley at three." James said, grinning stupidly.
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