Dropping Some Eaves
Disclaimer: Once upon a time, there was a thirteen-year-old girl named Amber Wasabi who one day went on a lovely little walk around her small neighbourhood with her two energetic dogs. She was walking back from the small park the end of her street, winding through all the small streets like Iona Ave. when all of a sudden, she noticed a little old lady walking towards her down the street. The girl shortened the dogs' leashes as the woman approached, but frowned when the little old lady held up her hand and spoke to her. It was obvious that the person didn't speak English as her first language, and Amber Wasabi could only make out 2 out of 3 words that she said through her thick accent, although it sounded like the woman had said "I'm not afraid of dogs- are they friendly?" Amber replied yes, and the lady began telling her a story of a little depressed girl who got a dog and one day walked it, and then somehow ended up getting married with someone else in her condo who was keeping a dog against the rules. The lady wasn't clear, and Amber was very confused, but suddenly, out of the blue, the lady asked, "Hey wait-are you the infamous JK Rowling?". "No!" yelled Amber unexpectedly and dashed down the street, her dogs running ahead of her, eager to get away from the smelly old lady.
A/N: Hey people, how are you?
This chapter is dedicated to vegetarians will rule Earth, my first reviewer of chapter 3. Nothing else to say except you better like this chap 'cause I don't and I need something to keep me going.
Where we last were: After about 3 minutes of chatting, Jordan sighed and pointed out, " You girls should be getting back to your compartment." He said and got up, "I'll see you later Lily," he leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "See you Amber." He left off, bowing his head to her.
Lily smiled warmly at him and waved before the two girls left the compartment.
Chapter 4
In which Lily gets quite a surprise
OR
In which Lily falls flat on her face- again.
(A/N: The documenting spell is still activated)
"Lily…Lils! Wake up! You're doing it again!"
"Hmph…Mmmm…" Lily mumbled as she rolled her head around comfortably, getting odd looks from the students around her.
"Lils! Wake up!" Amber hissed more loudly into Lily's ear, rolling her eyes as her friend omitted to respond, then applied the only tactic that she could think of to wake Lily up, pinching her on the butt- hard.
Lily shrieked, shooting up into the air.
"Geroff me Potter! She shrieked, smacking the hand away from her arse.
As you can probably imagine, many students doubled over at this sight: the new head girl, shooting up into the air and exclaiming about Potter in the middle of the great feast- and it appeared that she had been sleeping in her food, seeing as gravy and mashed potatoes were dripping and flying off of her face in every direction. Pieces of soggy lettuce were even thrown onto her friends.
"Ugpth!" Spluttered Holly, "Hey, watch where you aim that stuff!"
Lily blushed a deep crimson and shook her head, muttering something unrecognizable.
"So, dreaming of me Evans?"
Lily whipped around, causing several second years to be splattered across the faces with ketchup.
"Hey!" Protested a small blonde girl, but she immediately stopped as Lily shot her a glare that could peel paint off a wall.
Slowly, the girl turned back around and faced her enemy. "Really, of course I was dreaming about you," Lily hissed, sarcasm dripping from every word, "I mean," she continued, looking up with a fake girlish smile spread across her lips, "I was trying so hard just to contain myself from falling to my feet and praising you!", at this point she lowered her head and glared into his eyes. "I mean, I might as well become part of your swooning fan club!" She finished off, looking very much like a vampire who had bitten into a clove of garlic.
James Potter, not catching onto Lily's 'subtle hints', grinned seductively at her. "You know, I could always show you my dorm room…" suggested with a dirty look on his face, "Then you may accomplish a goal which none of them in my ever-present fan club have ever achieved yet…" he trailed off, raising a suggestive eyebrow.
Lily smiled as if she was going to be sick, and, leaning closely over to James' face, she drew out her slender willow wand and whispered into his ear, "You don't know how lucky you are right now that I didn't just curse off your manhood with just a flick-" she leaned back and demonstrated, flicking her wand dangerously close to his groin for his comfort, "-of my wand after you voiced that comment."
James stared at the swishing rod of magical wood before he made an audible gulping sound and looking at the part of his anatomy, which Lily had just mentioned. He then mentioned, almost inaudibly, "No James Juniors?"
Lily gave a smug smile then whispered back, "No James Juniors."
James looked at her wide-eyed before backing away from the slightly insane girl--very slowly.
Lily smiled in victory, and felt something being pressed into her hand, which she had carefully and stealthily hid behind her back. Feeling the warm and heavy curved tin in the palm, she somehow managed to stretch her mouth even more, guessing what it was.
James watched this from a scant 5 feet away, and was just starting to feel very insecure when he saw Lily's almost unnatural increase in her already very large grin. He instinctively moved his hands in order to protect his masculinity from further damage, as Lily had quite a tendency to aim a foot of a knee at that particular area. He barely had any time to register anything when a large, hot plate of Shepard's pie hurled itself at his face.
Every person in the vicinity looked at each other for a moment before they really realized what had happened. It started out as a snicker, but pretty soon almost half of the Great Hall was doubled over laughing. Some first and second years even wound up falling off the benches from… Well, you can guess, laughter.
James, on the other hand, was not faring so well. He was in a complete state of shock, staring forward directly into Lily's brilliant emerald eyes and hardly caring to breathe, as a wave of paranoia slapped him in the face.
Lily watched James closely as he stood there, staring into her eyes, while she gazed into his hazel ones. Peas and mashed potatoes were falling in chunks off of his furry features, and he was wobbling quite worryingly on his muscular quidditch legs. Suddenly, his eyes widened to an abnormal size, and an extremely panicked look spread over his face. He stumbled backwards as if he had been slapped in the face, and shook his head violently, like a swimmer trying to shake water out of their ears. Loosing his balance, he put a foot in front of him to steady himself, and the next thing Lily knew, he was sprinting down the great hall at full speed—in the wrong direction.
Unfortunately, this proved not to be the wisest choice of action, as professor McGonagall was striding towards them and James ran full-throttle, smack-dab into her.
They crashed to the ground in a tangle of limbs, mashed potatoes and gravy—not to mention the glowing neon fur, which made to predicament seem 10 times messier than it would had James been his normal self.
The hall quieted immediately, just waiting to the tempermental teacher's explosive reaction. Lily, seeing the threat of an impending detention for setting a bad example on the first night of the new school term, sat down meekly in her chair, hoping not to get noticed.
A silent sigh of relief poured over the hall as the two got up from the floor, James being courteous and holding out a hand to McGonagall and pulling her to her feet, a light blush creeping up his neck.
McGonagall dusted off her robes, and glancing at James' shameful appearance she twitched her wand and muttered a small charm. The traces of pie disappeared with a small poof and his fur shrank rapidly back into his skin.
Leaning closer, she muttered something into his ear, and he nodded silently. He saluted her and a couple of students snickered before he turned and glared at them. McGonagall nodded her approval to him and gave him a wave of her hand, indicating in Lily's general direction.
Lily, on the other hand had not been watching the exchange, instead busying herself with setting food onto her plate and eating quietly. Therefore, she was quite surprised when James' heavy footsteps stopped behind her. Feeling hot breath on the back of her neck and large hands on her shoulders, Lily jumped.
"Listen, McGonagall wants us at the staff table after the feast," James warned her, "don't go running off with your little friends and forget…"
She sighed in resignation. They were never going to have a moment apart it seemed, the way the teachers wanted it. "Fine." She murmured quietly to him.
The heavy hands lifted from her shoulders and there was a gentle swooshing sound, indicating that James had turned around.
"Oh, and Lily," James said from somewhere behind her. Lily sighed and attempted to turn around on her bench, instead promptly falling off of it.
"I'm seeing way too much of the floor today…" Lily muttered to the flagstones. Ally unfortunately heard this and broke into laughter.
"So we've heard, Lils!" she snickered.
Lily grumbled something into the stone floor that sounded suspiciously like "Dirty rotten friends…" before she propped herself up on her elbows. "What is it, Potter?"
James just grinned and muttered something, flicking his mahogany wand at her. Instantly, Lily felt her hair dry and curl and the food disappear from her face and robes.
"Thanks…" Lily muttered, shocked at this kindness.
"Don't mention it," James replied with a sly grin," we wouldn't want our new Head Girl scaring the first years, would we?"
"Shut it, Potter." Holly snapped tiredly. "Go flirt with some 4th year."
"Aw, you're no fun, Brites." James said sulkily before turning and leaving for good.
The rest of the feast passed relatively quietly (Sirius poured a pitcher of chocolate milk over Amber's head and Amber chased him around beating him with baguette, but that was it) except for a little teasing on Lily's friend's parts.
"So, what's this that we hear about you and that Ravenclaw?" Holly inquired with a quizzically raised eyebrow.
Lily blushed crimson and went quiet while Amber relayed what she knew, enhancing the story quite a bit.
"And so while we were asleep in the very same compartment, they just sat there on the floor snoggong each other's heads off for a hour…"
"Oh, come on, Amber, that's not true…" Ally said uncertainly, glancing at Lily briefly as if to confirm her thoughts.
"Lily?" Holly asked questioningly.
Lily pantomimed zipping her lips shut.
"Ah, well, never mind." Ally said, glaring at Amber, "We can always find out what really happened later."
A couple of minutes passed without anything worthy of taking note of and then…
"So, what are our plans for this year?" Ally questioned, looking at each girl in turn.
"Here, let's make a list, guys." Lily said, about to transform something.
"Wait—here let me handle that." Holly said, being the resident transfiguration genius.
"Hey!" Amber protested as her soup was turned into ink and her knife into a quill.
"Now," Lily carried on, "first on our list of things to do this year—any suggestions?"
"Make sure Holly doesn't drown herself during exams this year." Ally contributed, raising her eyebrows as Holly tried to protest.
"She's right, Holls." Lily pointed out as Holly sighed in defeat.
"Slumber parties!" recommended Amber, a large smile plastered onto her face. "You know, like in 2ed year, in the common room." She added, beaming as Lily recorded this.
"Secret trips to Hogsmeade." Remarked Holly.
"How about some pranks, incase we get into another war with the Marauders." Lily suggested, waiting for a reply.
"Hmmm…" Amber mumbled, propping her chin on her hands to think.
"This will take some researching," Ally pointed out, yawning, "and I'm too tired for that right now."
"Maybe we can—" started Holly, only to be interrupted by the food vanishing from their plates.
"And now, before we go to bed, let us have some music." Dumbledore announced, a small twinkle in his eye as he conjured up sparkling silver words in the air. "All at your own paces." He recommended.
And with that, the hall burst into song.
'Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn 'till our brains all rot.'
Everyone finished at his or her own paces, James and Sirius last doing a slow funeral march, and Dumbledore conducted the last lines with his wand.
"Ah, music," Dumbledore remarked, teary eyed. "A magic beyond all we do here. And now, bed. Off you trot!"
Abruptly, everybody in the hall stood and Lily gathered herself, excusing herself from her chattering friends.
Once she was out of the sea of laughing, yawning and shrieking first year Ravenclaws that she seemed to get caught in every year, Lily found herself in front of McGonagall's seat at the staff table.
James Potter, of course was already there smiling at the transfiguration teacher in his charming way and at the same time sending Lily a look that said 'I beat you here and I'm proud of it so in your face but not really because I'm really just an immature prat who is infatuated with you so snog me senseless please?' kind of look.
"Ah, Miss Evans…I was wondering when you'd show up." McGonagall said, giving Lily a disapproving look that said she should have been there at light speed.
"Sorry Professor…" Lily mumbled quietly. "I got caught in a swarm of first years…"
"Ah, I see. Well, let us get on, I have to show you your dorm tower." McGonagall replied with a small look of pity directed at Lily. She knew from this that the woman had experience in that predicament.
"Our…What? James said, not trusting his ears. "We get our own tower? We'll be sleeping in the same tower?" he asked, a giddy look crossing his face.
"Yes, unfortunately, you do…" McGonagall answered. "But don't get excited Mr. Potter. There are the same precautions in the Head tower in the Head girl's staircase that there are in the Gryffindor tower. The only difference is that there are no ear-splitting noises when the stairs go off." McGonagall commented with a shudder.
"Even so, I still don't trust Potter." Lily said to herself quietly while they were navigating their ways through the tower after the professor. "He'll probably find a way to break in and look through my underwear drawer like he did in 3ed year…" continued the girl, not noticing how James blushed when he heard this.
"Oh, come on, it was truth or dare!" he protested quietly as he passed her, eager to get ahead.
Lily sighed and watched the probably high-on-sugar James skip alongside McGonagall. "Boys—they never learn."
After about 10 minutes of silent walking in which Lily kept tripping because she was so tired (James had tried to help her up once, but she refused, sending him a death glare that prevented him from trying to help her up again), McGonagall finally stopped in front of a portrait of a mermaid sitting on a large rock in the sun. "Sil vous plait?" she asked the picture. The mermaid giggled and gave a small wave to James, blushing.
Ugh, Lily thought, even the pictures are attracted to him—this is so stupid!
The portrait swung open revealing a circular hole in the wall.
"Ladies first," James said, motioning for Lily to go through after McGonagall, and the girl hesitantly complied, crawling through.
She gasped in surprise when she entered the room on the other side. It was massive—twice as big as the Gryffindor common room with ceiling high bookshelves circling half of it. Deep crimson squishy armchairs and couches were scattered about the space and in the corner, snuggled in bookshelves there was a large study table.
There were 7 doors in the room; one bathroom; 2 dorm rooms with Lily and James' names inlayed in the doors in gold and silver and 4 other doors. Each one of those had a carved animal's face in it; one fierce lion; one cunning snake; one kind badger and one wise raven. Each one was a secret entrance to each house's common room. There were small winding staircases leading up to each dorm room and small balconies that overlooked the common room. Colourful tapestries hung in every available bit of wall space except for where there was a huge bulletin board full of prefect schedules, rules and announcements. Two roaring fireplaces greeted you as you came in, one on either side of the room.
"Wow…" breathed Lily, running her fingers over the nearest bookshelf in awe.
"This job really does have its perks, doesn't it…" James breathed.
"Now," McGonagall said, breaking the stunned silence, "I trust that you two can find your ways around well enough. All I have to remind you is that you have patrols in half an hour in the astronomy tower and the first prefect's meeting is tomorrow after dinner. That is all." And with that she disappeared with a swoosh into the hole in the wall.
"So…" James said, flopping down on a couch and breaking the awkward silence. "How do you like it?"
Lily didn't respond, but instead stood where she was, eyes wide, swivelling slowly with her mouth dropping open in a state of awe.
"Um, hello? Evans? Evans!" James yelled into her ear, trying to get her attention.
"Wha… What?" Lily asked, yelping as she realized how close James' face was to hers.
"I asked," repeated James, becoming a little annoyed, "How do you like it?"
"Oh…Yeah, it's awesome!" She stated, still dazed.
"Wait until you see the rest…" James said slyly, glancing into his bedroom.
"Ooh! My bedroom!" Lily squealed excitedly like a kid in a candy store. With a leap and a bound, she sailed up the circular stairs to the room and flung open the door.
What was inside made her gasp with delight. The whole room was decorated in violets, mahoganies and blues. Violet curtains fluttered at the open windows that circled the room. The bed sheets were blue-grey and so was the gauzy curtain that hung around the bed. A silver chandelier hung from the ceiling and made the polished wooden furniture gleam. A soft blue-violet shag rug covered much of the cold grey stone floor, and a large merrily crackling fireplace greeted her as she walked in.
Lily sighed in delight and sank into the soft bed, trying to absorb her amazing fortune. Resting her head on the pillow, Lily suddenly frowned. Reaching under it, she found a small black velvet jewellery box. Lily Smiled widely as a small note fell out. Leaning down, she picked it up.
What's this? She thought to herself, a small frown adorning her happy face.
And with that she read the note.
Dearest Lily,
I was browsing through my family library this summer (an odd occurrence, I know) and I found this poem. It is written by a muggle and when I read it I immediately thought of you.
-J
There was another small piece of paper there that looked like it was copied with a wand.
Top of the worldYou don't know it, but
Sometimes I go to a hill that overlooks
The landscape's mask of city lights
For a sip of momentary grace.
On this brink of everything I know, I can gain
An eyeful of the lost Atlantis in the human soul,
And a breath that fills my lungs with the air between two stars.
If right now, you
Were to capture this elation
In the framework of your mind,
Or find transcendence through these words,
Then at most you would know nothing
Of what the beauty existence throws to me.
For mine is a love no experience,
No thought, no measure, no words
Could ever degrade into reality by virtue of degree.Ryder Strong
Lily gasped at the beautiful poem and mentally thanked Jordan—or at least she thought it was Jordan who had sent her this. J? Who else could it be? Then again, why was it an unusual occurrence for a Ravenclaw to visit their home library? Something was wrong here.
In any case, when she opened the jewellery box all thoughts were banished.
What was inside made her feel like she could melt. Lily had gotten jewellery from people before, but nothing as special as this. Inside the box glittered a small silver lily pendant on a delicate white-gold chain. A tiny diamond shone at the centre of it, twinkling brightly.
A third small note was tucked behind the pendant.
Squeeze the sides of the charm and the diamond will shine, a friend in the dark.
Lily sighed, contemplating the possibilities of this gift.
But who could it be from?
Again, she sighed. She dangled the charm in front of her face, and slowly walked over to her shiny mahogany vanity table.
Fastening the clip with the aid of the softly glowing mirror, Lily grinned in spite of herself. Maybe this year wouldn't be so bad after all.
"Evans! Come on! We have to go for patrols!"
She grimaced. Erase her last thought. Maybe this year would be worse than she reckoned.
It was only then that she noticed the weight in her robes pocket
"What the…" She gasped, flipping through the pages of the neglected diary.
"Evans, hurry up!" Came another loud yell from the common room.
Lily smacked her palm to her face and moaned into it before terminating the spell.
Documentrium Spell- Terminated >
Well, here you go, a departing gift from me before I go to my grandparents', and then to camp for 2 weeks. Hope you apriciate it, now, review, my minions!
Oh, by the way, Dumbledore's speech? Yeah, copied that out of the first book with minor ajustments.
I know you love me,
Kay (Aka. Amber Wasabi)
