So, I don’t like writing loads about how Lily hates James because it distresses me, as they should be together!!! So this is the turning point when Lily realises that James isn’t an arrogant toe rag anymore! Please review, especially if you want me to continue…
“Welcome all of you to Hogwarts, I welcome all of you to school. Did you know that here at Hogwarts we’ve got a hidden swimming pool? No I’m just kidding. Anyway, now that I’ve got your attention, I’d like to announce that your head boy and girl of this year are…” The loud, cheery voice of Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts, rang throughout the great hall. “ …James Potter and Lily Evans”
The applause was deafening. The majority of the school were thrilled that James was head boy, considering he was a well known trouble maker, and so were all hoping there would be less discipline. But also because James was a good leader and a very good looking quidditch captain.
All the 7th years were averagely pleased that Lily was head girl. Basically everybody knew of her, but little knew her well enough to harbour any hate or love for her. They all knew she always tried her hardest in class, but the main reason the whole school knew of her was because of James Potter and his frequently declared love.
James and Lily stood up, then smiled and waved at the sea of faces surrounding them. Once seated, Dumbledore said a few parting words and the students, not including the new head boy and girl, swarmed out of the great hall like there was no tomorrow. Everyone wanted a good nights rest before their lessons started.
Kelsie gave Lily a warm hug, “Good luck with Potter” she murmured pulling away and blending into the crowd.
Lily faintly heard her friend shout “Owl me if you can’t bear it!” before she was swept away out of the big oak doors.
“Do you know where the heads dorm is?” James enquired, trying to start up a conversation.
“No Potter, I do not know where the heads dorm is, and if you had read ‘Hogwarts, a history’ then you wouldn’t have asked such a stupid question.” Lily snapped, putting on a wide smile as Dumbledore and McGonagall approached them.
“Now, seeing as you’re both from my house, I assumed there will be no objections to your dorm being decorated with Gryffindor colours?” Professor McGonagall asked, swelling with pride at having the head boy and girl both being from Gryffindor.
Both James and Lily shook their heads.
“Good, well then, if you’d like to follow me” She instructed, walking out of the great hall with Dumbledore.
They went up several moving staircases and along a couple of corridors until they came to a painting of a quaint little house.
“This is the painting of a house in Godric’s Hollow, a couple of doors down from where I grew up as a child.” Dumbledore informed them, tapping the it with his knuckle three times.
“OK, I know both of you know how to set the password, so we will let you come up with something suitable. But when you’ve decided please tell either me or Dumbledore.” McGonagall said, leaving Lily and James stood alone by the painting.
“So why would I have not asked where our dorm is, if I had read ‘Hogwarts a history’?” James said.
“Because, it says in ‘Hogwarts a history‘, that the heads dorm is never in the same place- it changes every year.” Lily answered, tapping the painting three times, like Dumbledore had done.
The painting swung open as if on hinges. Pleased with herself, Lily climbed through the portrait hole, with the expertise of someone who had been doing it for 6 years.
James waited for Lily to get through before he too, followed suit.
The room which they had just stepped into, was one fit for a king. There was a big fire blazing straight ahead of them, built into the stones of the two stair cases either side. The stair cases met so that there was a landing, similar to a balcony, directly above the fire place. From there, there was a final, wider, stair case that led to another landing, which had three doors; Lily’s room, James’ room and the bathroom.
In front of the fire, were several comfy looking armchairs, and dotted about the room were bookcases filled with old, interesting looking books. In front of the window overlooking the quidditch pitch, was a desk with a gold plaque with lily’s name on it. Whilst opposite that, in front of the window overlooking the black lake, was a desk with a gold plaque with James’ name on it.
Upon seeing the room, James’ laughed with glee and threw himself onto the nearest chair. He pulled a square mirror out of his pocket. “Sirius you have got to see this place! It is totally awesome!”
Lily, intrigued, wandered over so that she was stood behind the chair James was casually lying on. The mirror looked like a window, and in that window was a topless Sirius Black, who opened his mouth and said “oh, it looks like Lily’s come to take a peek at my abs” winking in her direction.
In spite of herself Lily blushed, she had taken a look at his torso, and it wasn’t painful to look at.
“Whatever Sirius” Lily retorted, going to a bookcase and taking a book from it at random. She opened the book and sat on the chair nearest the fire.
Seeing as she was engrossed in her novel, James put his mirror away, got up from the chair he was on and moved to the one opposite where lily was sat. He sat content, watching her eyes travel over each page carefully, until she looked up.
“Potter! Stop looking at me like that, it’s creepy and weird.” Lily exclaimed, slamming her book shut, putting it down next to her and jumping up. She ran up the stairs two at a time and into her new bedroom.
Her room was exactly the same as her old one, but instead of several beds, there was just one double bed.
Lily rooted through her things until she found her wash bag and pyjamas, and then she darted into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her.
Once in the bathroom she discovered it was massive; there was a shower tucked away in the corner of the room, but similar to the prefects bathroom, there was a swimming pool like bath in the centre. To the left of the door was a marble counter with two sinks and a large mirror which stretched across the length of the counter.
Lily opened her wash bag and emptied to contents into the sink. Next she arranged each bottle of face wash, moisturiser and shampoo around the sink. After that she took a shower, washed her face and cleaned her teeth. By the time she was finished it was gone 11pm.
She exited the bathroom and stated “the bathrooms free”.
In the next 10 seconds she received no reply from James, which was weird. To settle the anxiety welling up inside her, Lily checked the common room for any signs of him, but to no avail. Deciding she’d like to know where James was before she went to bed, she knocked timidly on his bedroom door, which fell open slightly as she knocked. She peered round the door to see, James fully clothed and asleep. She saw that the book she had been previously reading was open on his chest.
His mouth was partially open and his breathing was soft yet heavy; his hair was as messy as usual, but the arrogance, that made Lily dislike him, was gone completely and he looked almost angelic.
In that moment Lily Evans went from hating James Potter with every fibre of her being to thinking, actually, maybe he wasn’t too bad.