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From Loneliness to Perfection by caomoyl
Chapter 1 : From the First...
 
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This is crazy. It can’t be real. But it is. I’m stood on Platform 9¾ with mum, dad and Petunia. She hates me by the way...Petunia, I mean. She thinks I’m a freak. Severus says that she just doesn’t understand us, that she could never understand us.

I can see Severus on the other side of the platform. He doesn’t look too happy. He says that he’s always unhappy when he’s with his parents. He says he hates them. How could somebody hate their parents? I don’t know what I would do without mum and dad. At least they don’t hate me.

I’m Lily by the way, Lily Evans, and Petunia is my horrible older sister. I thought that she would be happy that I was going to learn magic, but she isn’t. I think it might be because of Severus. She doesn’t like him either. Just because his clothes are ragged and dirty. ‘Never judge a book by its cover’, that’s what mum always said. And I followed that advice. I got to know Severus since he found out that I was a witch. He’s really nice. I wish Petunia would see that. She sounded happy when she first found out that I was a witch, but then she found out that Severus was a wizard and all of a sudden, she hated everything to do with magic. She won’t talk about it. She pretends that it isn’t happening, that I’m not going to learn magic. Most of the time, she doesn’t even acknowledge my existence. I wish she would. She doesn’t realise how hurt it makes me feel that I am leaving her, mum and dad behind while I have the time of my life, making new friends and learning new things.

I look down at my watch and see that it’s 10:55. It’s time for the goodbyes.

“Have a good time, sweetie.”

“I will.” I hug mum and then turn to dad. He ruffles my hair. “Dad! Stop it,” I say whilst laughing, “you’re so embarrassing sometimes.”

He’s always like that. He loves embarrassing me.

“What’s wrong with showing some affection for my beautiful daughter that I’m not going to see for a few months?” he asks, whilst pulling me into a hug.

“Nothing,” I say, “nothing at all.”

I turn to Petunia and, not surprisingly, she is facing the other direction.

“Petunia?” I say timidly, “Goodbye.”

She ignores me.

That hurt. I can’t believe she won’t even look at me. We’re not going to see each other until Christmas. It’s like…like she doesn’t even want to be my sister anymore.

I turn away from her and look at dad, my eyes filling with tears.

He puts one arm around my shoulder and turns to Petunia. “Petunia, aren’t you even going to say goodbye to Lily? You’re not going to see her until Christmas.”

She turns and glares at dad.

“She'll have enough people at that place to say goodbye to her. Why should I waste my breath? It's not as if she'd care."

“Petunia!” dad says sternly, “How could you say that about her? Of course she cares. She’s your sister”

“Not by choice,” Petunia mutters darkly, before turning away again.

Dad looks like he wants to speak but I stop him. “Leave it. If she
wants to be like this, let her.”

He looks like it’s against his better judgment, but he agrees.

“Whatever makes you happy, sweetheart.”

“I’d better be going.”

I hug mum and dad one last time and drag my trunk and owl, Hootie, to the Hogwarts Express and start trying to lift it onboard. A boy with round glasses, who looks about the same age as me, runs up to me and helps me lift it up onto the train.

“Thanks,” I say, appreciatively.

“No problem,” he replies. “I’m James by the way, James Potter.”

“I’m Lily Evans.”

“Nice to meet you, Lily.”

I give him a small smile and then set off to find an empty compartment.

The train is full of chatting students all excited to see their friends again. I eventually find an empty compartment and place my trunk and Hootie in the middle as I am unable to lift them into the luggage rack on my own. I settle down by the window and stare out trying to locate mum, dad and Petunia. I see them a bit further down the platform. Dad looks like his is arguing with Petunia. Mum spots me and runs down towards me, closely followed by dad and a disgruntled Petunia.

A whistle blew, and the last minute stragglers on the platform gave hurried goodbyes to their families and jumped on the train just as it started to move.

I waved goodbye to mum, dad and Petunia, but Petunia wouldn’t even look in my direction. I kept on waving until the bright red train sped off around the corner and mum, dad and Petunia were out of sight.
This was it. I was really going. But my thoughts drifted back to Petunia. She wouldn’t even say goodbye to me. What if something happened to her, or me? I can’t bear to think about it.

The door of my compartment opened, and there stood Severus

“What?” I snapped.

“I was just coming to see you. Nothing wrong with that, is there?”

“Leave me alone, I don’t want to speak to you.”

“What have I done?”

“Just leave me alone! “ I shout, surprising myself with my anger.

Severus looks scared, but I don’t care. He slowly backs out of my compartment and closes the door.

I kick my trunk in anger, causing Hootie to give a loud hoot. I don’t know what made me shout at Severus. I think I blame him for Petunia hating me. She only started hating me once she found out that he was a wizard. She thinks that they are all like him and, no matter how hard I tried to tell her, she just wouldn’t change her mind.

I started crying without realising it. Maybe Petunia is right. Maybe I am just a freak that is going to a freak school for freaks just like me.

“No,” I tell myself, firmly. This is an amazing thing. I have, already, had so much fun in the magical world, and that was only in Diagon Alley.

I remember going into Gringotts Wizarding Bank and watching mum exchange muggle money for wizarding money. I remember examining the gold Galleons, silver Sickles and bronze Knuts. We went all around the alley buying my books, cauldron, glass phials, telescope, brass scales, uniform, wand and, finally, my beautiful snowy owl, Hootie. We caught glimpses of magic all over the place. It was truly spectacular; I didn’t want to go home.

I was brought back to the present by a loud knock on the compartment door. It was the boy from earlier, James. He opened the door and sat down opposite me.

He had messy, black hair that stuck up in every direction. I glanced at him before continuing to stare out of the window.

“What do you want?” I ask, without looking at him.

“I was just wondering whether you wanted that trunk out of your way in the luggage rack. It gives you a lot more space. Then you could have more people in here.”

“Why would I want people in here!?”

“To talk to.”

“I don’t want to talk to people. I’d rather be left alone.”

“I’m just trying to help.”

“I know,” I say apologetically, “but what’s the point in you putting it up there if I won’t be able to get it down later?”

“I’ll come back and get it down for you,” James said with a smile.

I look at him sceptically.

“I will,” he says, sounding slightly offended.

“Fine, go on then.”

He turns, walks to the door and sticks his head out. “Oi, Sirius, come here a minute.”

“What?” calls someone that I can’t see.

“Come and help me get this trunk into the luggage rack.”

“Sure.”

Sirius walked into the compartment. He is slightly shorter than James and has longish, dark brown hair.

He looks at me. “Well hello…”

“Lily,” I tell him.

He turns to James. “So this is the pretty girl off the platform then.”

I blush.

“Yeah, yeah it is,” replies James, going nearly as red as me.

Sirius stifled a laugh at our embarrassment. I had never had a boy call me pretty before. Well, not including my dad anyway.

James looked lost for words.

“Trunk,” he managed to say after a few seconds.

“Oh yeah,” replied Sirius, as he bent down to grab one end as James grabbed the other. Together they lifted it up onto the luggage rack.

“Right then,” Sirius said, “let’s go find that boy…What was his name? … Snivellus, I think.”

“Yeah,” James relied, looking less embarrassed, “he looked like fun.”

I suddenly realised who they were talking about.

“His name is Severus,” I snapped, “and leave him alone! What has he done to you?”

“Well, nothing … yet,” replied Sirius, “he just looked like someone we could have ‘fun’ with.”

I stared at them in disbelief, amazed at their arrogance, as the walked out of the compartment in search of Severus. I was about to go after them, but decided against it, because I think they must have seen Severus in my compartment, and then said all that because they think that I am friends with him, and just wanted to wind me up. They haven’t learnt any magic yet. The worst they could do is throw a couple of insults at him.

I pushed it to the back of my mind and continued staring out of the window, remembering all the good times me and Petunia had as kids. How long I was staring for I did not know, but it felt like no time at all when I heard a voice from somewhere near my compartment.

“Anything off the trolley?”

Intrigued, I got up and opened the compartment door. A middle-aged woman was stood just outside the compartment next to mine, with a large trolley full of food and drinks. I climbed up onto the seat, rummaged through my trunk, pulled out my bag of wizarding money and ran to the door just as the woman appeared in the doorway. I stared in amazement at all the wizarding food and drink. I bought Pumpkin Pasties, Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans, Cauldron Cakes, Liquorice Wands, Chocolate Frogs and two bottles of Pumpkin Juice. I paid one Galleon, two Sickles and eleven Knuts for everything and sat back down to enjoy these new sweets. I had resisted the urge to buy some of everything on the trolley. I could try the rest on other train rides to and from Hogwarts.

I opened up the Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans, and picked one out at random. It was, by far, the strangest thing I have ever eaten. It tasted of metal. I guess they meant it when they said ‘Every Flavour’.

I drank some of my Pumpkin Juice to try and get rid of the metal taste in my mouth. Pumpkin Juice is one of the nicest things I have ever tasted. It is so refreshing that I want to keep on drinking it.

I sat there for a while, munching on my food until a girl with brown, shoulder-length hair appeared on the other side of the door. She smiled at me and I smiled back. She must have taken this is a sign of greeting because she the proceeded to open the compartment door.

“Are you on your own?” she asked.

“Yes,” I replied, truthfully.

“Want some company?”

I thought for a moment. I had already made it obvious that I didn’t want company, but she seemed different somehow. She hadn’t done anything wrong; she seemed nice, like she genuinely cared.

“Yeah,” I said with a smile.

She sat down opposite me.

“How come you’re on your own?”

“I just haven’t met anyone I like yet.”

“Oh, well that can easily be changed,” she said, smiling.

I wondered if this was some kind of joke. I have never had proper friends in muggle primary school. Weird things kept happening around me, so I usually got avoided. I had never thought that it was magic, but it all made sense now.

I looked straight at her, and she looked straight back. It wasn’t a scared or fearful look, it was a friendly look. I couldn’t help but smile back at her.

“I’m Lily, Lily Evans.”

“Alice Hudson,” she said, as she held out her hand for me to shake.

I shook it. I knew then that this wasn’t a joke, and I had just made my first real friend. It was the most amazing feeling ever.

“What house are you hoping to go in?” Alice asked kindly.

“House?”

“The four houses at Hogwarts. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. How come you’ve never heard of them? Wait … are you muggle-born then?”

I don’t know much about Hogwarts; Petunia had stopped me talking to Severus. But I did know a few things, and the fact that I am a muggle-born, is one of them.

“Yes,” I replied.

“So, do you not know anything about Hogwarts then?”

“I know a little, but not much.”

“That can soon be sorted too,” she said, smiling again.

It turns out that Alice is the nicest and most understanding person I have ever met, not including my mum. She told me everything I wanted to know, and even asked me questions about the muggle world. It’s amazing how different the two worlds are. I’m so glad that I have the chance to be part of both.

It felt like no time at all before it got dark and the lanterns came on.

“We’d better change into our robes.”

“Good idea.”

We changed in silence until it got to the ‘putting on the ties’ bit.

“How do you do a tie?” I asked, feeling slightly stupid.

“Umm…I don’t actually know,” Alice replied.

Ah, now we’re stuck.

“What do we do?”

“Ask someone?”

“Then we will look stupid.”

“True.”

We stand in silence, thinking for a minute.

“Any ideas yet?” I ask.

“Nope.”

“We’re just going to have to grit our teeth and ask someone then.”

“You can. Just make sure you pay attention so you can tell me when you get back.”

“Ok. I’ll go on my own”

I walked to the door. Alice wished me luck as I went out into the corridor. I walked past compartments looking for someone that seemed nice. I was just thinking that I would have to ask a random person, when there was a voice behind me.

“Can I help you?”

I turned and saw an older girl with two blonde pigtails and a smile on her face.

“Umm,” I mumbled, “I was just wondering how to do up a tie.”

“Oh,” she replied with a smile.

I think I must have gone red, because she then added, “Don’t worry about it; everyone has to learn at some point.”

I smiled meekly as she went on.

“Let’s go back to your compartment to save you the embarrassment of doing it here.”

She followed me back to the compartment where Alice was eagerly awaiting my return.

“Did you fin-”

She stopped talking when she saw the girl follow me in.

“I’m guessing that you don’t know either,” she said, indicating Alice’s tie hanging loosely around her neck.

Alice shook her head.

“Right,” the girl said, as she walked towards me and grabbed both ends of my tie around my neck,”Are you watching? This is how you do it. Thick end over thin end, thick end under thin end, thick end over thin end, wrap the thick end around the neck part and through the loop. See, it’s easy.”

It seemed easy enough to do, but I don’t stand a chance of remembering it. Alice looked as bewildered as me.

“Do you want me to show you again?”

“Yes,” me and Alice replied, at the same time.

“Ok” She moved towards Alice and repeated the process.

I watched with amazement as she did it with ease.

“I think I get it,” I say, hesitantly.

“Ok, have a go on your own then.”

Both me and Alice take our ties off and try to redo them ourselves. It takes a few goes, but we get there in the end.

“Well done,” says the girl, when we finally get it.

“Hi-5,” I say, turning to Alice and holding my hand up. She hi5’s me and smiles.

The girl leaves shortly after, saying that she needs to get on with her prefect duties.

“Ah,” says Alice, once the girl had gone, “that explains why she was so nice. Prefects have to be nice … especially to new students.”

“Hmm, we didn’t even ask her what her name is.”

“If she’s a prefect then we will find out pretty soon.”

“Good point”

We sat chatting for a while, before we had visitors once more. I had forgotten that James and Sirius were coming back to get my trunk. A thought occurred to me when I saw them approaching the door.

“Alice, where’s your trunk?”

“Oh, I left it in the compartment I was in before I came in here.” She turned to look at James and Sirius, who had just walked in. “Can we help you?”

“We’re here to get Lily’s trunk back down,” said James with a smile.

“Oh.” She looked confused as she turned to me.

I nodded, smiling. She seemed to accept this strange fact and turned back to look at the boys.

“And who do we have here then?” said Sirius, looking at me but inclining his head towards Alice.

“Alice Hudson,” she said in a matter-of-face tone, “and you are?”

“Sirius Black,” his said with a smile, obviously not realising the tone of Alice’s voice, “and this is James Potter.”

James waved as Sirius said his name.

“Nice to meet you,” said Alice stiffly.
There was an awkward silence. I could see James looking at me, obviously remembering what had happened last time he was in the compartment.

“Right then, trunk,” said Sirius, breaking the silence.

“Oh yes,” James said, coming back to reality.

They climbed up onto the seats, grabbed an end of my trunk each, and lifted down onto the floor.

“Thanks,” I say, smiling.

“It’s no problem,” James replied, smiling too, “no problem at all.”

“Are we nearly there then?” said Alice, looking at Sirius.

“Yep,” said Sirius, turning to look at Alice.

“I’d better go and get my trunk then.”

“We’ll get it.” Sirius gave a small wink to Alice. She blushed. “Where is it?”

“Three compartments to the right.”

“Back in a minute.” Sirius gave Alice one last smile and left with James.

Alice was redder then ever.

“I think someone has taken a liking to you,” I say, trying to hide my laughter by biting my bottom lip.

“Oh shut up,” she snapped, playfully.

“Oh come on, it was obvious.”

“No it wasn’t.”

I gave her an amused look. She was about to retort, but at that moment James and Sirius returned with her trunk and owl.

“Here we are, one trunk and one owl.”

“Thanks,” she murmured, without looking at Sirius.

“Anytime.”

And with that they left, leaving an even redder Alice, and me on the brink of laughter.

“Oh shut up,” she half laughed, seeing the amusement on my face.

“What? I didn’t say anything,” I reply, half laughing too.

She shook her head and looked out the window.

“Apparently, when you get close enough, and if it is a clear night, you can see Hogwarts.”

“Really?” I say, moving to sit next to her on the other side of the compartment so that I could see too, “but it’s a bit dark.”

“Lights,” Alice said simply.

“Oh yeah,” I reply, laughing at my own stupidity.

We stared out of the window for a while, when…

“Look,” I nearly screamed, pointing at something in the distance.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in all it’s glory. It looks amazing. I never thought it was possible, but I am even more excited now.

We stared at it for a while, admiring it until we realised that we were slowing down.

Alice screamed with excitement.

“We’re nearly there!”

I couldn’t help but smile. I felt how she looked. We started jumping around the compartment. Anyone walking past must have thought that we are mad. A voice echoed through the train.

“We will be arriving at Hogsmeade Station in a few minutes. Please collect together your things and stay in your compartments until the train has completely stopped. Make sure you take all of your things with when you leave.”

Me and Alice screamed once more. This is more exciting than I thought. It was so real now. It was defiantly happening. I am going to Hogwarts.

The train slowed to a stop and we got up and started to move down the corridor until we reached the door. We climbed out, helping each other with out trunks.

"Firs'-years! Firs'-years over here!"

I turned and saw the tallest person I have even seen. He must have been about eight or nine feet tall, with a black shaggy hair and beard.

"Firs'-years! Firs'-years over here!"

I gave Alice a scared look, to which she nodded and we moved towards the tall man.

“I’m Hagrid, Rubeus Hagrid. Nice teh meet yeh all. Now then, is this everyone. Ok, follow me.”

I smiled at Alice as we followed Hagrid, wondering how much more magical this could get.


 

 






Thanks for reading my first chapter. I hope you like it. This is my first ever fanfic, so I hope it's good. If you like it please review. If you don't, review anyway. I love suggestions and tips. =D Chapter 2 will be up as soon I finish it. =D
 


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