Chapter 1 : Evolution in the Classroom
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As Lily Evans walked through the large doors of the Great Hall, her shiny Head Girl badge pinned to the front of her robes and her long red hair swaying behind her, her eyes immediately fell on four Gryffindor boys, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, secretly known among themselves as the Marauders. Either side of her walked her two best friends, and fellow Gryffindors, Alice Prewett and Mary MacDonald. It was the second week in September, and Lily's last year at Hogwarts.
“Morning ladies!” announced an unusually chipper voice as they approached Gryffindor table.
Lily spun around to see none other than Sirius Black staring back at her with bright grey eyes and a large grin spread across his face. He put a friendly arm around her and led her towards Gryffindor table, in an attempt to be a ‘Gryffindor Gentleman’ as he liked to put it. She smiled. It was hard to believe that just a year ago the presence of the four notorious Gryffindor boys mainly agitated her. She found their rowdy antics annoying, and frankly, immature, with the exception of the kind-hearted and soft-spoken Remus Lupin, with whom she had always had a friendship. This year everything seemed to have changed. She considered them among her large group of friends now. Even she and Sirius had developed a friendship, based on friendly banter.
“I’m starving!” exclaimed Alice, plopping herself down on the nearest seat, which just so happened to be right next to the Marauders. Lily and Mary placed themselves either side of her.
“Morning boys,” grinned Alice, her blue eyes wide, before digging in to her breakfast.
"Morning Alice,” smiled James and Remus kindly. Peter just nodded in her direction- he was never really one for conversation. Sirius was in the middle of stuffing his face with bacon and eggs. It was already his second serving. Lily had never before met a human being with the ability to consume a whole English Breakfast in less than 2 minutes and still have room for seconds; but then again, Sirius Black was one-of-a-kind.
The hall was filled with the sound of students, who were eating their breakfast, gossiping with their friends, discussing their schedules, groaning about early mornings, professors, and homework, and even the occasional flirting. Lily poured herself some pumpkin juice to drink with her buttered toast as she listened to Mary, who was animatedly discussing her plans to see the wizarding rock-band, Walpurgis Pumpkins in concert. James caught Lily’s eye and smiled at her, hazel eyes gleaming.
A mere second later James had turned only around to see his best friend choking on his bacon. James thumped Sirius, whose usually handsome face was turning an awful purple colour, on the back.
“Thanks mate!” grinned Sirius, who went to grab yet another piece of food- this time eggs and toast. “That was a close one.”
“Don’t you think you’ve eaten enough Padfoot?” laughed James
Sirius mutterned something unintelligible, his mouth full of eggs.
“Attractive,” Mary said sarcastically. Remus and Peter grinned. Sirius took no notice.
“What’d you say mate?” asked James, eyeing his best friend.
Sirius swallowed his last mouthful. “I said, you can never have enough food! You know, growing lad and all that.” He chuckled.
“I think your little choking fit earlier would beg to differ,” interjected Remus. Sirius stuck up his middle finger. “Your maturity astounds me Padfoot,” he retaliated sarcastically.
“Come on guys,” interrupted Mary, picking up her bag, “We’d better get to class.”
“Relax lads! We have plenty of time!” said Sirius, leaning back I his seat and stretching. Class hasn’t even started yet.
“Mary’s right Padfoot,” said James to Lily’s surprise, “we’re going to be late.”
With that everyone started to walk out of the hall, leaving a very confused (and comfortably full) Sirius in their midst.
Lily glanced at James, not sure if she had really just heard him say something sensible. Sure, he had matured a lot lately. He was Head Boy now, much to her (and probably his) surprise. Lily also met him in the library just the other day, where he was alone and much to her shock studying (though he already got good grades without it). She had to admit, this new side of James was really impressing her. He was much less arrogant than he used to be and they had actually had a few mature conversations. She was starting to really like the new James.
As Lily, James, Sirius, Remus and Alice made their way down to the dungeons, the intoxicating fumes of brewing potions, some of which were pungent, overwhelmed their senses.
“Potions with Slytherins first thing in the morning?” moaned Sirius. “Kill me now!”
“Take your seats class,” announced Professor Slughorn, the Potions Master, “we have no time to waste!” Lily and Alice took their seats at the front of the class. Slughorn grinned at Lily. She was one of his favourite students, something which she was extremely proud of.
“Today we are going to be making The Draught Of Living Death” announced Slughorn, waddling to the front of the classroom as the last of the class piled in and took their seats. Many students groaned. “Can anyone tell me the use of this potion?”
Lily raised her hand. “Miss Evans?” said Slughorn, beaming at her.
“The Draught of Living Death, is a potion that brings upon its drinker a very powerful sleep that can last indefinitely, hence its name.”
"Swot." coughed one of the spotty-faced Slytherins from behind her. Lily tucked a strand red of hair behind her ear, pretending not to hear.
“Oho! Right as usual Miss Evans” said Slughorn happily, “Twenty points to Gryffindor."
Lily grinned and bent town to retrieve her copy of “Advanced Potion Making” from her bag. She smiled to herself. Potions were her forte.
James and Sirius were sitting at the back of the classroom, using their wands to transfigure little pieces of parchment into miniature Knights who were having a fierce battle (although their swords were made of paper) on the desktop. Professor Slughorn looked down at them and frowned, though there was a look of slight amusement in his eyes. He pulled out his wand and pointed at the tiny paper figures, causing them to go up in flames and disintegrate into nothing.
"Aww, Sir Camelot!" groaned Sirius at the untimely death of his paper knight. “We were winning!”
"Mr. Potter and Mr. Black," he announced, "since the two of you cannot seem to sit still, and insist on acting like children, I am afraid I will have to move you." James and Sirius sniggered.
He looked directly at the desk where Lily and Alice were sitting. "Miss Prewett, please move down beside Mr Black, and Mr. Potter, please collect your belongings and move up here beside Miss Evans. Perhaps these girls will be a better influence on you two.”
Lily looked towards the back of the classroom, where James and Sirius were sitting, to see Sirius grinning.
“You’d better get a move on Prongs” he stated, shoving James towards the front of the classroom, “Our new partners await.” He winked, causing James face to turn a faint shade of pink
“See ya later Lily,” said Alice, as she gathered her books and headed towards the back of the classroom to Sirius, who grinned at her when she reached the back of the dungeon.
Lily saw James walking towards her desk. She started to feel a little hazy. Perhaps it was the potion fumes.
“Hi Lily.” said James with a smile, as he set his books down on Lily’s table.
“Hi James,” smiled Lily. “We’d better get started.”
“Definitely.” agreed James “But you might want to take the reins on this one. Potions are not my strong point.”
“Okay, so The Draught of Living Death is made by mixing a root of asphodel, and an infusion of wormwood. It also contains sophoporous bean juice and an ounce of chopped valerian root.” Lily told him. James’ face furrowed in confusion.
“Eh, would you mind repeating that?” asked James unevenly, scratching his chin with his eagle-feathered quill.
Lily laughed. “Okay, how about I collect the ingredients and you get the equipment ready?”
“Sounds like a plan!” grinned James. Lily smiled.
Lily and James got to work, stirring and chopping until the class came to an end. Slughorn walked around the classroom, looking inside everyone’s cauldrons. Lily’s and James’ had turned into a perfect clear-in-colour potion, although James had somehow managed to smear purple goo on his cheek. Lily absentmindedly wiped it off. When James turned to look at her, she averted his gaze, dropping her hands to her side.
When Slughorn approached their cauldron his face lit up.
“Oho!” he announced with delight,“ Well this potion is perfect! I always expect good work from Miss Evans, but Mr Potter you’ve pleasantly surprised me."
Lily looked behind her only to see Severus Snape giving James the dirtiest of glares.
“Eh, thanks?” replied James uncertainly, knitting his eyebrows together.
“Oh my dear boy! The other teachers have bragged about your talents in the classroom, but I’m afraid I never saw it until this day! Usually you and Mr Black are too busy joking around in my classroom to produce any serious work. But it looks to me that you are perhaps more academically talented than I gave you credit for. In fact you should come to the Slug Club meetings. We often have little get-togethers, just me and a select few students. I personally think it would be fantastic to have our school's head boy as a member.”
“I don’t know,” muttered James, his face bright red from being complemented by Professor Slughorn, who usually didn’t have much time for his antics.
“Oh, you must!” argued Slughorn. “Of course Miss Evans is also a member. In fact, we are having our first meeting of the year next Friday. You have to join us!”
"Er, I suppose I could.” stuttered James, glaring at Lily for help. The heat rose to her cheeks and she averted his gaze. It was unusually warm in there- it must have been the fire under her cauldron.
“Oho look at the time” called Slughorn, “Class dismissed!”
Lily and Alice exited the Dungeons only to be met by Mary. “Ready for charms?” she asked them smiling.
The Marauders passed them on their way out. “I guess i'll see you at this meeting thing then Lily,” said James. He winked at her and then increased his pace to keep up with his friends. Lily smiled shyly after him.
“What are you smiling about?” teased Mary.
"Oh nothing," she grinned, " You and James seem to be getting on pretty well.
"Of course I am," replied Lily in a dignified manner, "He's my fellow Head and in order to work productively and set a good example, we must have a civilised relationship. And besides, he's my friend."
Mary scoffed. "I wasn't suggesting otherwise Lily."
Lily rolled her eyes. "Lets just go to Charms. Flitwick will be waiting on us." Her cheeks were slightly flushed, so she didn't dare look at Mary, nor Alice, along the way.
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