Chapter 1 : An Un-Lily-ish Event
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Lily turned away as the compartment door opened. Everyone was talking so loudly, yelling and calling to one another despite being trapped inside the same compartment. Whose voice was that? It was familiar. Her head pounded as she tried to figure it out. Lily pressed a hand to her forehead, attempting to ignore the pain as she worked on identifying the voice.
"Ugh," Emily groaned. "Not you." The sound of something smacking against skin.
Lily moaned, pressing the palms of her hands into her eyes. She forced herself to concentrate. A groan escaped her lips as she realized who had joined the three girls.
"Potter," she grunted. "Speak now or shut it forever and give me peace."
Sirius chuckled, nudging James.
"Are you okay?" James asked and Lily moaned. He had his answer and did not expect her to form a word.
"No," was all she said, in too much pain to think of a good insult for him. Lily's migraine had taken over her thinking power.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here anyhow?" Lily asked forcefully, prying her hands from her eyes to give him the glare of a lifetime.
"Prongs, maybe you should keep you your mouth shut now," Remus suggested before James could open his mouth and say something he would really regret.
"I don't think I've ever loved you more, Remus," Lily stated, breathing a sigh of relief. Later, she would regret these words, but now they were perfect.
"Er, thank you, Lily." There was an awkward pause.
"I've got to go," Lily muttered, standing up and stretching. Her head still pounded, but her duty was more important. "My meeting starts soon."
"Let us know who the Head Boy is!" Clare called as Lily walked out. James followed her, slipping out before she could turn around and close the door.
"Potter, don't follow me. Can we start this year on an all right note? For once?"
"I'm not here to torment you," James said.
"Oh yeah. Then why are you here?"
He pointed to the gold badge attached to his robes. "I'm Head Boy," he told her with a smirk.
"Oh good God, no." She put her hands on her head and spun in a circle. James Potter? Head Boy? No, no, no. "You're joking, right? This is Remus' badge and you're just trying to scare me." Lily saw his face, and knew that was not true. "Sweet Merlin, you're Head Boy."
"I'm Head Boy," he repeated.
"What the hell was Dumbledore thinking making you Head Boy? You've been nothing but an intelligent troublemaker all of your years at school," Lily ranted. James smiled when she called him 'intelligent'. Lily turned on him, her finger in the air. "How did you bri-- Ow, ow." She clutched her forehead above her left eye and leaned against the wall.
James reached out, a question poised on his lips. She waved him away. "Ah, ooh. Okay. How was I threatening you again?"
"Oh, never mind." She walked away, headed for the compartment at the head of the train. James blinked at the spot she had stood.
Impatiently, Lily turned to him. He was still standing, facing the spot on the wall she recently vacated. "Potter," she said shortly. He looked up suddenly. "If you're really Head Boy, you cannot miss the first meeting. This must be a mix-up, but if you wear the badge, you have to come to the meeting until we can sort this all out."
The meeting wasn't any better for James, but thankfully it wasn't any worse. Lily only looked at James in confusion, and talked the Prefects through the year. James stood by, looking curious and vaguely humble. Remus winked at him from the group, and James wondered when he had arrived.
After Lily dismissed the Prefects, she turned to James. "What the hell?" she murmured, staring at him with persistent confusion. She shook her head and walked away, a lost look in her eyes. Her migraine had deadened a bit, a dull roar but still alive.
"Are you all right, Evans?" James asked, coming up behind her. "That was an extremely unexpected reaction. I was almost looking forward to a scene."
"What does it matter? So I didn't yell and scream and remind you how much I dislike you. Shove off," she said, walking quickly away. James stood in the corridor, looking heartbroken.
"Prongsie! How'd it go?" Sirius only got a sad, confused look from James.
"Something's not right with her," Emily said.
"She didn't yell at me," James said in a small voice. "She wasn't angry. She was confused and sad."
"Good sweet Merlin," Clare whispered. "Was that really our Lily?"
James just shook his head dejectedly. He was so caught up in trying to figure out Lily. If she hadn't come back to the compartment, where did she go?
"I'm sorry, mate."
"What's wrong with her?" he muttered to himself.
As James sat down, he could hear pounding footsteps. Thinking it was Lily, he stood up. It wasn't her, so he sat back down and buried his head in his hands. It was puzzling to him, and he tried to figure it out.
The compartment door opened and Gary came in. He greeted everyone individually, and it was Lily's name that shocked everyone. When had she slipped in? It wasn't possible that everyone in the compartment missed her. Was it?
Her sad demeanor surprised him more than anything. Why would a girl so beautiful have anything to be sad about? Beautiful girls weren't supposed to be sad.
"Lily?" he asked suddenly. Jerking her head up, she looked slightly alarmed at being addressed.
"Y-yes?" It surprised James most of all when she didn't hex him. The sadness behind her eyes was nearly overpowering to such a happy person like James Potter. It didn't go unnoticed by the other occupants of the compartment either.
"Lils? You okay?" Clare asked.
"I'm fine, Clare. Just a little sad is all." Sighing slightly, she leaned back into the seat and closed her eyes. She didn't react when Emily pulled her into a hug or even when James put his hand on hers. It wasn't for a few minutes did anyone dare to breathe. They all expected Lily to realized who it was and freak out, to follow her usual patterns. When she didn't, her friends began to worry frantically.
Shortly following the breathing moment, everyone recognized that Lily Evans was soundly asleep. It was evident to all that she hadn't been sleeping very well. Why they could only begin to guess.
"You do know this is your last year, right?"
"So helpful, Padfoot."
"What? What'd I do?"
"What?!" Sirius yelled.
"Shut up! You'll wake her up!" James hissed. The entire conversation he hadn't looked away from Lily. Anyone with eyes could tell how much James loved Lily.
"Wouldn't want that, now would we?" Sirius mocked. "It would be very tragic, wouldn't it?"
"Sirius, James is right! If you want to die, by all means keep talking. Merlin knows it would be a well deserved break," Emily retorted. She had a very nasty temper, just like Lily. No wonder they were friends. Sometimes it amazed James how a short-tempered girl like Emily could end up with a quiet guy like Remus.
"Well said, Em." Clare gave her best friend a big smile. "We'll be there in a little while, so I better go find Gary. Give Lily my love when she wakes up."
Lily sighed gently in her sleep. It was hard to believe she could be so amazingly peaceful with James nearby. When they all realized she wasn’t waking up, they stood up and began to move around. James and Sirius shoved each other none too gently. Cackling madly twenty minutes later, they both collapsed in heaps on the seats.
James, recognizing a chance to try something he may never get to again, sat next to Lily and stretched his arm out after running a hand through his messy hair. He placed the arm around her shoulders and held his breath. Surprisingly enough, she leaned into him.
"Bloody hell! Prongs, there's a Lily sleeping on you!" Sirius exclaimed.
"Obviously Padfoot. We better hope she doesn't wake up," Remus said.
"Oh yeah," Emily agreed, lazily laying her head in his lap. Moments later, she was asleep and Remus was absentmindedly stroking her hair.
"Looks like I'm the only one free to move around," Sirius teased.
"All that means is that you don't have anyone to love," Moony teased right back.
"Gasp! How true that is!" James mocked. Wormtail, who was hiding in the corner, chuckled slightly in his sleep. "Scaring how easy he is to forget, eh?"
"I feel so left out," Sirius moaned. "Maybe I should trick Clare." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Nah. Gary would kill me."
"Like hell," James agreed.
Lily moaned gently and pulled away from James, rubbing her eyes. Yawning, she asked an incomprehensible question.
"Huh?" Sirius asked.
"Potter, why was I sleeping on you?" she asked again.
Sirius cackled, and prepared to tell a story.
A/N: You are welcome to shoot me.
I am starting again. It is the same story, same point, written better. And a lot better timeline. Plus it makes me feel better to see "First Published: 22.09.2009" instead of "25.11.2007"
I hope you like it better. I'm sorry I deleted your reviews. Would you do me the kindness of rewriting them and boost my ego by telling me how much better this one is?
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