As It Was and You Were
Chapter Nine
The Jazz Hours
Lily held the note in her hand. She glared at it hard. She was overcome with such anger that she crumpled the poor defenceless piece of paper in her fist. She immediately set to work.
"Cat food. Where's the cat food? Ah-ha!" Lily held up a tin of chicken with lime-smoked rosemary, chives and tomato pips. Sometimes people do keep a tin of cat food in their trunks.
"Lily," James was standing in the doorway, "Why do you have a tin of cat food in your hand? If you do keep cat food in your dormitory then I will be extremely creeped-out," he frowned.
"No. I don't… I just… found it on the floor. I've heard the house-elves like it as a snack," Lily looked shifty and James looked as though he didn't believe her. After a while he decided to. For some absurd reason. After all, that was a pretty pathetic lie. Every one knows that house elves prefer dog food.
"Patrolling starts in a little so see you in there, OK?" James said. Lily threw the cat food over the other side of the room.
"Yeah alright. Bye," James closed the door and Lily bolted to other side of the room and hid the tin in her bag. She proceeded to gather everything else she would need.
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Lily Evans was the strangest girl James Potter had ever met. However he had to admit that he was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with her. He had been since the very moment he set eyes on her. His reminiscing took him back to the day that he first saw her…
FLASHBACK
Lily Evans walked through the wall between Platform 93/4. She looked around. Her long red hair, swinging, as she whipped her head around in wonder. She proceeded to walk to one of the carriages to unload her belongings. As she did she walked past James Potter and he couldn't help but notice her.
END OF FLASHBACK
"What a day," he murmured.
"James? Let's go," Lily was standing near the exit.
"Oh yeah. Coming," he stood and rushed over, "Why do you have your bag with you?"
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Sirius and Remus stood in their dormitory surveying their surroundings. They glanced on Sirius' bed where they had lain out the invisibility cloak and the Marauder's Map. The legendary piece of paper which you have all heard about so much.
"So moon's coming out in how much time?"
"Well according to my calculations, it should be here in about fifteen minutes,"
"Sirius your calculations are your watch,"
"Exactly. It is my watch. Therefore they are my calculations. My goodness Remus, you're supposed to be the smartest of us all?"
"Supposedly," he scratched his nose, "Better get a move on then. Let's go Peter," Peter woke up mid-snore, parchment stuck to his face.
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The night was coming. Hogwarts lay there, bathed in moonlight. The trees only moving just slightly with the light breeze. The lake with not a ripple. The grounds were quite. A small light was emitted from Hagrid's cabin which slightly lit up the pumpkin patch and a small part of the surrounding areas.
Glowing eyes began to form in the shadows of the Forbidden Forest. Another pair appeared followed by another. Soon enough there were seven pairs of glowing eyes coming out of the forest. The eyes came out of the trees and onto the grass.
A large wolf stood bathed in moonlight. The others followed. The lead wolf sniffed at the air and seemed to nod to its fellows. It threw back its head and disturbed the stillness that was there. The howl reverberated around the grounds.
Until the last trace of the echo had left the wolf stood stock still. Then it changed.
Left standing there, was a completely naked young boy with shaggy black hair.
"Looks like we're here,"