Title: Forgotten Dreams

Rating: PG-13 for child abuse, drug usage, suggestive themes and slight language.
Summery: Sixth year has just begun for the original marauders and their year. Lily Evans is nothing but a wallflower. Nobody even knows she exists. James Potter is the exact opposite. He's rich, he's popular, and he's perfect. Everyone knows who James Potter is. But sixth years comes and it brings changes with it. What happens when fate brings these two together? Who knows? Not I. (Slight AU)

Chapter One

Found

Lily could hear rain splattering against the train windows, but she didn't open her eyes. She was only half awake, still in nightmare land. Her father was closing in again…She was at her mothers' funeral… Now she was at her own funeral. She cried out, eyes still closed. She could hear hushed voices all around her and only then became aware of a person sitting beside her. The voices got a bit louder, then she twitched and they lowered again. She could feel that her wavy red hair was no longer covering her face. The voices were now loud enough for her to hear.
"Do you think we should wake her up?"

"No. Look at the poor girl. She looks like she hasn't slept for days!"

"Well, you of all people would know Moony!"

"Guys, look. She's thrashing about again. We really should do something, shouldn't we?"

The voices were all different, but all defiantly male. Lily suddenly recognized one of the four voices'. She'd heard it earlier, when she'd fallen into him at the station. One of them was James Potter's voice. Then the other three had to be Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. She slipped back into nightmare world as the boys became silent. She reentered her previous dream, her father raising his hand and hitting her. She cried out, actually feeling the pain. But, wasn't this a dream? In dreams, you weren't supposed to feel anything. Tears rolled down her cheeks. But her father began to fade out of sight. Lily floated between sleep and consciousness. The boys began to speak in hushed voices once again.
"Guys…I've seen this girl before! She's the one who ran into me at the station." That was James, of course.

"Look at her face. What do you think happened to her? Or the more important question, who is she?" Came another voice, it was slightly lower. Remus, perhaps?

"No clue. Poor girl. Must be going through a rough time if she looks like that." Deeper then the second voice. Sirius probably.
"I think we should wake her up. She's crying." A squeaky, high-pitch voice came from across from Lily. Peter Pettigrew, without a doubt.

Lily felt a pair of hands on her back, shaking her gently. She moaned as the hands hit one of the cuts on her back. It stung like mad, but woke her up. She felt her eyelids flutter open and saw three heads peering down at her. She suddenly felt very self councious about her face and shook her hair down over it. She scooted over to the very corner of the seat. The boys were still staring at her, until one of them broke the silence.
"Um…Are you ok? You're Lily Evans, right? Are you ok?"

Lily could tell that was Remus. She knew him through Prefect meetings. It only then occurred to her that she had missed the Prefect meeting that always took place on the train. She didn't reply to Remus's question and stayed huddled in her corner. Then, suddenly, the taller of the two black haired boys reached out to poke her. She recoiled from the hand, memories filtering back. She shuddered slightly, listening to the rain pouring down against the windows.
"Hello? Are you alive in there?"
"Sirius, don't be cruel. Look at her, she's shuddering. Stupid bastard."

Remus, who was sitting next to Lily, pushed Sirius's hand away from her. Lily sighed, mostly in relief. She glanced around at the boys in the compartment. The boy across from her was short, pale, and had weak blonde hair and watery blue eyes. He looked somewhat like a rat. Instantly, Lily decided never to trust this boy. The tallest of the boys, Sirius Black, had short, messy black hair and intense gray eyes. He had that playboy look to him. Next to Sirius was the renowned James Potter. He had messy black hair and gentle brown eyes. James and Sirius were good looking; no wonder girls followed them around like love-sick puppies. And then, her eyes landed on Remus. In her opinion, Remus was defiantly the cutest of the bunch. He had soft, baby blue eyes and hair the color of light cocoa. He was a bit pale, but most boys were.
"Hey. Come on, are you ok?"
"Yeah…..I'm f-f-fine"

Lily stammered over the word 'fine' a bit. She pulled her knees up to her chest again and stared out the window. Lightning flashed outside as the rain pounded harder against the windows and the roof of the train. The lightning was followed with a clap of thunder that seemed to shake the train itself. Moments later the lights died and screams filled the carriage. Lily heard a high-pitch squeak (A/N; No pun intended) from the person in opposite her, Peter. She felt a hand grab hers and squeeze it gently. Screams still filled the train. Lily was listening so intently that she didn't notice that she was been digging her nails into her wrist until a sharp pain in her wrist brought her back to her sense's. She could feel a sticky liquid running down her arm. She let out a small whimper, trying to rub the blood off her arm, although she could not see it. Her attempt, however, was unsuccessful. The screaming had quieted now; people's eyes were adjusting to the light. She could see the vague outlines of James, Sirius, Peter and Remus around her. She looked down at her bloody wrist and saw another hand gripping her own. She looked up and saw the outline of Remus watching her intently.

The train, which had been going at quite a quick pace since the blackout, suddenly stopped with a jolt. Screams erupted throughout the train once again as luggage and the occupants of the compartments were all thrown forward. Lily fell forward first and accidentally pulled down Remus, who was still gripping her bloody hand. A body fell on top of her as she rolled out of the way to avoid a trunk. Another trunk fell and two people gasped. One was Lily, herself, and the other she could not identify. The trunk had fallen on her ankle and she heard a crack. And then she heard another crack and a cry of pain from the other side of the trunk. She suddenly became aware that she was squashed between one of the boys, who was squashed against the wall, and the trunk that had landed on her ankle.

"YEOW! My arm! The freakin' trunk landed on my arm! YEOWIE!"

"Hey, is everyone ok?"

Lily heard a voice come from beside her, felt the boys' chest reverberate as he spoke. She now had a shrewd idea of who she was shoved up against. A dim light began to flicker overhead and a small lamp lit up the compartment. It spread a small amount of light over the chaotic scene.

If an angel had been floating above the five teenagers at the moment the light had come on, the angel would have been amazed. Lily and James were pushed up against each other, their faces nearly touching. Lily was blushing and looking away, while James was staring at Lily's scared and bruised face with an odd expression. Sirius was pushed up against the trunk that was crushing Lily's ankle and Sirius's arm. Remus was on top of Sirius and Peter was pushed up against the door. It was quiet a scene.

Lily felt herself blushing as she realized that she was pushed up against James Potter. Their lips were inches apart and she couldn't help but notice how deep and thoughtful James's eyes actually were. Every part of her wanted to lean in to kiss him, but her fear stopped her. When she had been little, Lily hadn't been scared of anything at all. But now, the only things that she feared were men, mainly thanks to her father. As James's brown eyes met her own green one's she had to look away. She felt James's eyes upon her face, surveying the cuts and bruises that covered most of her pale face. She felt his breath on her lips and saw him leaning towards her. She shivered, but felt herself leaning in as well.

'No. Bad Lily! You don't know this guy. NO! Regain control of your body you stupid bitch. ARGH! You are becoming a whore. You are about to kiss a guy you haven't said two words to…God his lips are soft'

Her mental rant was drawn to a stop as James's lips met her own. As first, she could tell that he was hesitant, unsure of whether he should draw away or not. But when she didn't pull away, he put his free arm over her and pulled her closer to him. She parted her lips for him and he pulled her closer, his hand on the back of her head.

"Hey…HOLY SHIT! James…"

She pulled away from James and looked up. Remus was standing over them, atop of the trunk that was crushing her ankle. She winced and Remus looked down. He turned red and jumped onto the seat, apologizing. James, she noticed, was staring at her like he had never seen a girl before. Remus, however, began to continue with his rant.

"James Harold Potter, how dare you take advantage of a girl who has her ankle crushed underneath a trunk? You barely know this girl and yet here you are making out with her on the train! Good sweet Merlin you are pathetic! You remind me of Sirius…"

"Hey!"

"And further more,"

Continued Remus, completely ignoring Sirius, who was looking very indignant at the present time.

"Anyway, and further more, YOU SHOULDN'T BE SNOGGING EVERY GOD DAMN GIRL YOU LAY EYES ON YOU FREAKIN' PLAYER! I cannot believe that you are my friend you girl-snogging-insane-crazed-hormone-driven thing that claims to be human! YOU ARE AN IDIOT!"

Lily was looking at Remus, feeling rather confused at the sudden outburst. She felt the trunk being lifted off of her ankle and she tried to move it. She found, however, that she couldn't. Pushing herself up with her arms, she grabbed her seat and pulled herself back up onto it, blushing slightly.

Rain still splattered against the windows, thunder was still echoing in the sky and lightning lit up the windows at odd moments. None of the five teenagers in the compartment had fully understood what had just happened. And it seemed an unspoken agreement to everyone that they would not speak of what had just happened. The compartment was very, very quiet for the rest of the trip to the castle.

And here, I leave you with abused Lily and rich-boy James sharing their first kiss on the spur of the moment.

Upcoming Scenes

Lily has a bad run-in with a Slytherin, for the first and defiantly not last time.
James questions himself about the train ride.

Sirius comes into play a bit more.

And Remus-y finds a girlfriend.