A/N: Well, I’m back in the writing business apparently. It’s been too long. This story is mostly about Lily and James, but it will include a few minor plots. :D. Uhmm, Not really very much to say, just R/R. Any constructive criticism would be great, I’m just getting back into the swing of things so let me know if I’m doing horribly and what I need to fix.
Lily grimced as she listened to her sisters’ bitter argument with her parents. Petunia, was once again convinced that Lily was out to ruin her summer.
“That, freak, just had to let her kind, move in next door,” Petunia screeched, “How dare she try to make her abnormality, obvious to my friends, how dare she.”
Lily watched as her parents stood speechless at the abuse Petunia was spewing, trying to convince her that Lily had nothing to do with the new neighbors and that Lily hadn’t even said anything about her abilities, but Petunia would have none of it, she didn’t want to be understanding. Lily recognized her sisters words, she recognized the hurt, the jealousy, but that didn’t make what she was saying hurt any less. Petunia would never understand just how upset Lily was about her new neighbor, she would never want to. Lily felt her eyes burn, she blinked back tears as she went up the stairs to her room, Petunia, would never understand.
Lily laid on her bed, trying to forget the events of that afternoon, but even after six years of abuse, Lily couldn’t shake the hurt cascading throughout her body. She yearned for her older sister, her Tuney, but she new better. Petunia had chosen to be prejudice to the wonders of the magical world, out of jealousy. Lily laughed bitterly at the word prejudice. She just couldn’t shake it could she? At home, she was nothing more then a freak to her sister. At school, in her world, in the world she chose to live in, she was nothing more then a mudblood, or at least that’s what the popular belief of her world was becoming. Lily realized, that no matter where she was discrimination was everywhere, in the hearts of knowing muggles and magical folk alike.
Lily sighed. She had other things on her mind, and little time to think about the hearts of those around her. She had to figure out how she was going to stay away from not only Petunia, but from her new neighbors, the Potters. Lily would usually go out and take walks around her little neighborhood, to avoid all confrontation at home with her bully of a sister, but now, her safe haven was being taken over, by her tormentor at school, James-bloody-Potter. Lily had no intention of going anywhere near him. Her sister had no idea how wrong she was about Potter being her friend, to him she was nothing more then a game, all he wanted to do was date her so that poor Severus would feel bad. Not that she was interested in Sev that way, but still, he had no right to pursue her so hard just to make her best friend suffer.
As soon as Lily thought about Severus, her eyes filled with tears, she knew she would not shed. Severus, her best friend, had called her a mudblood, at the last part of the year. She couldn’t believe that word, had come out of his mouth. How dare he? Lily shivered. How could he go over to the dark side, when he knew that they were out to harm muggle borns. The fear, she had kept at bay began to fill her, fear that she would be hurt, that her parents would be hurt. Maybe having more magical folk, especially Auror Potter, James’ Dad, around would help keep her parents safe. Finally, Lily felt there was a bright side to having her summer ruined, not that his bullying son was going to help her any.
“Lily, sweetheart, would you come downstairs please,” called her Mum, Marie Evans.
Lily obliged. She loved her parents so much that she tried to keep the peace with Petunia. Lily worried for their safety. As she headed downstairs she heard voices that she didn’t recognize. Lily stopped dead, as she heard the voice of James coming from the den.
“Oh, your Lily’s parents?” James had asked tentatively.
Lily gasped, why was he here, in her living room, talking to her parents. Lily looked at her surroundings and took note of how humble they were. Both of her parents, her Dad, especially, worked hard to make sure they were provided with everything that they needed, Lily realized with a jolt, that James Potter was far wealthier then she was. Lily was humiliated, James would tease her mercilessly for the state of her Parents’ home. Lily took a deep breath and made her way into the living room, holding back the anger and humilation that she felt.
When she walked in, she wasn’t shocked to see the Potters’ seated in her living room, sipping tea, she was however shocked to see that James-bloody-Potter was seated between herparents on the sofa, with a smile playing at his lips.
“Hi,” she said, bringing the attention to her. Suddenly both Potter and her father stood up to offer her a seat. Mrs. Potter laughed at her sons antics, a knowing smile on her lips. Her father, surprised her and laughed, allowing James to stand and his daughter to sit.
Lily took her seat, a little embarrassed by the exchange.
“Oh Lily dear, our James has told us so much about you,” Mrs. Potter said, “Do tell us how you think your exams went, James here can never give me a serious answer.”
Lily chuckled and said, “I think I did fairly well, although I am afraid that I mistranslated something on my ancient ruins exam.”
“Well, from what James tells me, you are an exceptional witch,” Mrs. Potter said, “I’m sure you did absolutely fine.”
“I hope so,” Lily said a loud, more to herself then to anyone in particular. At this James spoke up, “Don’t be silly, you are one of the finest witches in our year.”
At this Lily almost snorted and said something cynical, until she noticed the smiles radiating from both of her parents.
Her mom spoke, almost cautiously, “We always knew our Lily would grow and do her best, we are so happy to hear that she is doing so well,” Lily’s mum looked at her, “Lily, Flower, why didn’t you tell us how well you were doing?” At this Lily’s face started to heat up, and her father answered for her.
“Of course, our Lily has always been a modest one, we love her for it..”
Just as Harold Evans finished his sentence, Petunia walked in with a smirk, that vanished as she noticed James sitting, on the edge of his mother’s chair. “What are they doing here,” she asked indignantly.
At this, the smiles on her parents faces vanished, “Petunia,” her father said shocked, “Your mother and I invited the Potter family over for tea, so that we could get better acquainted.” The warning in her father’s was obvious.
Lily looked at the elder Potters, who were shifting rather uncomfortably in their seats, and then at James who looked perplexed, the questions evident in the crease on his forehead and the look in his eyes.
Mrs. Evans, took over after her husband, “Petunia, Flower, this is Mr. and Mrs. Potter and their son, James, who, as you know goes to school with our Lily. Would you like to join us for tea Pet, I’m sure we would love to hear about the way your school year went, you just finished your classes for the year, right?”
At this, Mrs. Potter said, “Oh, I would love to hear about your studies Petunia, I have always wondered what it would be like to attend a mugg-I mean non-magical school. My niece, you see, James’ cousin is a squib, born without magical abilities, poor dear, and well, it’s just fascinating, what is it that you study?” Mrs. Potter looked expectantly at Petunia.
Petunia however, had no intention of getting to know the freaks, as she would put it. Both her parents recognized the smirk on Petunia’s lips, “Well, Mrs. Potter, we study normal things, that you probably wouldn’t understand, seeing as you are so far from normal, seeing as you are a freak!”
“Pet, don’t you dare call them that, don’t you dare. I-We are certainly not freaks,” Lily said as she stood up with a vengeance, tired of all the abuse coming at the hands of her sister, “How dare you insult people you don’t even know, you bully, leave them and us alone, if you don’t want to be here then LEAVE.” Lily ted as she ran for the stairs leading up to her bedroom. Leaving behind her parents and an angry Petunia.
At this, the Potters, decided it was time to leave, but they agreed to come back for tea the next week.
Lily, stood at the top of the stairs fuming, she hadn’t wanted James, or any of the Potters to see her so angry, see her so upset at her sisters words. Hell, she hadn’t even to go near her sister. Suddenly she noticed James, looking back at her with a wave of farewell, before she could help herself she waved back and smiled.
“Damn that Potter,” Lily whispered to herself as she closed the door to her room. How is it that that bully, could make me feel so vulnerable. Lily, laid down on her bed, wondering if her summer could get any worse. As she wondered, she fell into a fitful sleep.
James, glanced up and noticed Lily looking down at them. He saw the fear and vulnerability in Lily’s beautiful green eyes that he had never noticed. James was still confused at what Petunia had meant by freak, how was he a freak, he grew up in a normal household, he wondered how she could have gotten so mean and well, for lack of a better word, abusive, and yet how Lily had gotten so, well, he couldn’t really put a name on what Lily stood for, not yet. Because, well, Lily defended those that weren’t the best people in the world, could all of her defensiveness come from her sister treatment of her?
James waved up at Lily and then allowed his mother to usher him out of Lily’s home. James made his way to his Parents house and then up the stairs to his bedroom.
James didn’t really have time to ponder Lily, he had more important things to worry about, like, what was going to happen to his friendships with the marauder’s, now that Sirius had pulled that horrible prank. Suddenly, James was furious, just thinking about what Black had done, what could have happened, how he had betrayed Remus and the rest of the marauders’.
“James, honey?” James heard his mother say outside of his bedroom door, “Are you okay? You have been acting a little-well-strange, since you’ve been home?” James couldn’t bring himself to answer his mom, he hated being here, away from the house he grew up in, the house that had been destroyed while his parents dueled with the darkest wizard of the age. “James?” his mother asked with even more concern.
Finally, James answered, “Everything’s fine, I just wanted to get a head start on my homework, you know, so I can relax later.” James knew he was lying but that his mum, would leave him be.
“Alright sweetie, if that’s all then I’ll be downstairs if you need me, and let us know if you need anything, we are planning on making a run to Diagon Alley pretty soon,”
“I will, Thanks Mum,” James said quietly as he turned over on his bed. He let his eyes droop closed and was soon fast asleep. A/N: Once again, please review. Thanks.
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