James and Lilly

Hey! This is kinda my version of how James and Lilly spent their time in Hogwarts. I've been reading *and writing* stories about Harry Potter, and so I decided to do one about his parents, James and Lilly and their years at Hogwarts. I don't have a tittle yet, but when I think of one, I'll let you know. I've also written another story, 'harry and ginny--my version', so you can check that out too. I'm only gonna write a bit for now, but if I get some coments then I'll post more. Hope you like it!
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Chapter One: Just the Beginning

It was Lilly Evans’ 11th birthday. Well, in one minute it would be. She watched her watch as it ticked down the last 60 seconds.

59…58…57…

She looked outside her window. Sometimes she would see owls out there. There was one tonight. It was sitting on the lamppost across the street.

43…42…41…

Just a few more seconds, she thought. Just a few more seconds until I’m a year older.

20…19…18…

“Common, can’t you tick faster?” she whispered to her watch.

10…9…8…

She struck a match and lit the candle on her birthday cupcake that she had snuck up to her room that night.

6…5…4…

“Alright, Lilly, make a wish!” she whispered.

3…2…1…

Her watch beeped loudly. She blew out the candle, making a wish. She was finally 11 years old.

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Lilly walked downstairs that morning, wondering who had sent her presents in the mail. She walked over to her family sitting at the round table in her kitchen.

“Happy birthday, dear!” said her parents hugging her. “Petunia, go and fetch the mail, please,” said Lilly’s mother.

Lilly’s sister, Petunia, got up from her spot at the table and walking over to the door, picked up the mail. She looked through it as she walked back to the table. “Bills,” she muttered, “Bills, bills, and more- ooh! Lilly’s got something!” she said tossing Lilly the envelope.

Lilly looked at it with a puzzled look on her face. She tore open the envelope, her family watching her closely. Lilly unfolded the paper and read aloud:

Dear Miss Lilly Evans,
It’s with our pleasure that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is a special school for witches and wizards. You, are a witch. If you decide to join our school, please send your reply with this owl we have sent. Someone will come on September 3rd to escort you to buy your school supplies.

We sincerely hope you join us this year.

Headmaster Devvit

“I always knew there was something wrong with you,” sneered Petunia.
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James Potter sat on his bed, finishing some homework he had from summer school. He had not seen any of his friends yet all summer, and it was the middle of July. His parents had locked him up in his room, unless he was eating or going to school. They had said it was for his own good, so that he could really study on his work and improve his grades. He was just about to doze off to sleep, when someone called him from downstairs.

“James! You’ve got mail!” yelled his father. James sat up straight. No one ever sent him mail. He rushed downstairs and grabbed the envelope from his father’s pudgy hands. He tore it open and read:

Dear Mr. James Potter,
It’s with our pleasure that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is a special school for witches and wizards. You, are a wizard. If you decide to join our school, please send your reply with this owl we have sent. We will send you the supply list with the books and supplies that are needed for attending Hogwarts.

We sincerely hope you join us this year.

Headmaster Devvit

“We knew you’d get it someday!” said his mum, beaming proudly at her only son.

“So can I go?” James asked eagerly.

“Of course!” said his parents. “We’ll take you to Diagon Alley when the time gets nearer. Now go back upstairs and finish your work!” said his father.

“Alright,” said James, sulking as he walked up the stairs.
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And so it begins….please post your comments!

Pretty good I just didnt like the letters no offense! but other then that it was good!

good post more soon 😄

Okay, so here's the next chapter. Please post your comments and tell me if you like it or not. Thanks!
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Chapter 2: Diagon Alley

It was a hot day of September 3. In just two days, Lilly would be going off to start her new school year at Hogwarts. She waited patiently by the door for the person that would take her to buy her school supplies. She tapped her foot on the ground as she leaned against the wall. She had woken up early that morning, and was just about to close her eyes when…

Crack!

She quickly opened her eyes. She ran the few steps to the door and opened it. Out on the doorstep, stood a man. The man was tall, dressed in all royal blue robes. He had long gray hair and half moon glasses that sat halfway up his nose.

“Good morning, Miss Evans,” said the man who Lilly thought to be a wizard. “I am Albus Dumbledor. I have come to take you to Diagon Alley to buy your school supplies for Hogwarts.”

“O-okay,” stuttered Lilly as she stepped out of her house and closed the door. “Um, will I be back by tonight?”

“Of course. Then I will come in two days time and bring you to the train.” Said Dumbledor. He held his hand out to Lilly. “Take my hand. We’re going to apparate to Diagon Alley.”

Lilly took his hand and heard him shout ‘Diagon Alley!’. Then she had the sickening feeling as if her stomach was being sucked out. The world was spinning around her at light speed time. All of a sudden, she fell face first hard on the ground. She quickly picked herself up, dusting off the dirt from the ground. She looked up. Witches and Wizards of all ages walked the busy streets and crowded the small shops.

“I think we shall start by finding you a wand,” said Dumbledor. He started to walk towards a shop called, ‘Olivander’s,’ and Lilly had to run to keep up.

It took Lilly 4 tries before she found the right wand. It was maple bark with one-inch unicorn hair. After that, she and Dumbledor went to get her books, robes, a cauldron, and an owl.
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James’ parents woke him up early that morning so they could go to Diagon Alley. They traveled by floo powder, and ended up in the fire of ‘Madam Malkin’s Robe Shop,’ just as another girl was leaving. James got fitted for his school robes. Then him and his parents went off to get his books, his wand, a cauldron, and an owl.

After he had everything, James and his parents headed back to Madam Malkin’s so that they could go back to their house. On the way, James saw the girl that had walked out of Madam Malkin’s when he had arrived. She smiled at him, and he smiled back. He watched her walk away for a few seconds, before bumping into a candy stand and knocking some of the candy off. “Sorry,” James muttered as he ran off to catch up with his parents.

Once at home, James started to pack his trunk. He fell asleep halfway through, so he would have to continue tomorrow.

that was great just one thing though Dumbledore has an 'e' on the end but apart from that great!!

it was pretty good and as he^^^ said there is an e at the end of Dumbledore and also just a reminder apparation feels as if ur being sucked through a rubber tube

riight. lol. i couldn't remember which one it was. lol. thanks for the comments!

OMG CAN"T YOU GUYS SPELL ITS DUMBLEDORE!!! WITH AN E! You can't apparate until your sixteen even its side along apparation. But otherwise it's a good start

okay, well thanks for the comments. also please tell me what you dont like about the story and i'll try to fix it cuz i'm always open for comments and ideas. the next post might be up sometime tonight.

so here's the next post. please comment on it, and if you find anything wrong with it, please tell me. thanks and hope you enjoy this post!
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Chapter 3: The Journey to Hogwarts

James stared in awe at the huge red train. He had quickly said goodbye to his parents, eager to board the train. He climbed onto the train, hoisting his trunk up behind him. He started down the hallway in search of an empty compartment. Witches and Wizards, most of them older than him, were talking, some shouting, and saying hello. James pushed past a group of giggling girls. He finally found an empty compartment, one close to the back of the third car. He opened the door and stepped inside. James lifted his trunk up onto the racks above the seats. He was just about to sit down, when the train started to move. James was jerked back, falling on the ground. Once he was used to the motion of the train, he lifted himself up, just as a black-haired boy opened the compartment door.

“Can I sit here mate?” asked the black-haired boy.

“Sure, why not,” said James helping the boy lift his trunk up so it sat beside his own. “I’m James,” said James as he sat opposite of the other boy. “James Potter. I’m a first year to Hogwarts.”

“Sirius Black,” said the black-haired boy, “And I’m a first year too.”

James and Sirius had just started to talk about what house they would be in when the compartment door was swung open and in walked a scrawny boy with messy light-brown hair. “Remus Lupin,” the boy said putting his trunk up on a rack.

“I’m James Potter, and this is Sirius Black,” said James.

“Black?” asked Remus. Sirius nodded. “My parents told me to stay away from you and your family,” said Remus backing away from him.

“I’m nothing like my family!” said Sirius glaring at Remus.

“Mates, look, the lunch trolley is here. Why don’t we just get some food?” asked a starving James. Despite their differences, Sirius and Remus agreed.
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“Can I sit here?” asked Lilly. She had opened the door of a compartment with two girls in it that she thought to be first years because they weren’t talking to each other.

“Whatever,” muttered a blonde-haired girl as she continued to stare out the window of the slowly moving train.

The other girl gave the blonde-haired girl’s back a dirty look, then smiled up at Lilly. “I’ll help you put your trunk up,” she said. The two first years lifted up the trunk, and with much difficulty, finally managed to get it on the rack. When they were done, Lilly stood back and studied the girl. She had dark skin, but just dark so that it seemed she was tanned and bright blue eyes. Her dark brown hair was all pulled back, braided in cornrows with little pink beads at the ends. “I’m Thandi Sherman,” said the girl sticking out her hand.

“Lilly Evans,” she said shaking Thandi’s hand.

“And that over there,” Thandi said, looking annoyingly at the blonde-haired girl who continued to look out the window, “is Aquamarine.” Lilly looked at the girl. She had just taken out a nail filer and was filing her nails, her long blonde hair falling around her shoulders. “She’s a spoiled princess,” whispered Thandi.

“Yeah, whatever,” said Aquamarine, continuing to file her nails. Lilly and Thandi sat down and began to talk.

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good update ASAP!!!!

so far it good. but what happends next?Don't leave me hanging.

then next part will probably be up sometime tonight. if not, tomorrow night.

here's some more of the story. Please post your comments! Thanks!
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Chapter Four: The Sorting
The first years entered the Great Hall, lead by Professor Dumbledore. He stopped them at the front of the hall. The first years looked around them at the four long tables, the returning students sitting quietly, and waiting for new students to be sorted into their houses. The old, patched up Sorting Hat sat quietly on the stool. Once all of the first years were settled, it began it’s poem:

put poem here!

Once the sorting hat was finished, Dumbledore took out a list of names, adjusted his half-moon glasses on his nose, and began to read. “Thandi Sherman,” he called out, lifting the sorting hat off of the stool so that Thandi could sit down. Lilly wished her a good luck before she stepped up.

Thandi sat down on the stool, and Dumbledore placed the Sorting Hat on her head. “Ah,” started the Sorting Hat. “An ambitious girl. Right. Well, it’ll have to be…GRYFFINDOR!” yelled the sorting hat, and the whole Gryffindor table erupted with shouts and cheers.

“Sirius Black,” called Dumbledore, and a boy messy black hair went up and sat on the stool..

“This is easy…too easy…” muttered the Sorting Hat. “Of course, GRYFFINDOR!” the boy hopped off the stool and joined his cheering Gryffindors.

“James Potter,” called Dumbledore, and Lilly recognized it to be the boy she had seen in Diagon Alley.

“Right then. Bravery…I know just the place for you! GRIFFYNDOR!” The Gryffindor table erupted in cheers again.

Many other students were sorted into their houses, when all that was left, were Lilly, Aquamarine, and another boy with sleek black hair.
“Severus Snape,” said Dumbledore. The boy with slick black hair was called to Slytherin.

Aquamarine was called to Ravenclaw, and finally, it was just Lilly left.

“Lilly Evans,” called Dumbledore, the list vanishing into thin air.

Lilly stepped nervously up to the stool, and Dumbledore placed the sorting hat on her head.

“Ah…a brave soul, with high expectations…better be…GRYFFINDOR!” shouted the sorting hat. It was lifted off Lilly’s head, and she walked down to the Gryffindor table as her fellow Gryffindors erupted in final cheers. She took her seat next to Thandi, Thandi giving her a hug.

Headmaster Devvit stood and the hall was silent. “Welcome to all of our first years, and Welcome back to all of our returning students. This will be my last year as Headmaster, for at the end of the year, I will be stepping down. The new Headmaster will be Professor Dumbledore,” the Hall broke out in a round of applause. Waiting for the Hall to quiet down, Headmaster Devvit continued, “And now, let the feast begin!” and with that, gold plates in the middle of each table were suddenly filled with delicious looking food.

“Wow!” said James to Sirius and Remus. He dug into his food, and then his desert, and then, on a full stomach, was lead up to the Gryffindor common room by the Gryffindor Prefects.

“Polyjuice,” said one of the prefects loudly so that everyone could hear her. The portrait of the fat lady swung open, revealing the Gryffindor common room. The prefects stepped in, followed by the amazed first years. “Boy’s dorms are to the left, girls to the right. You’ll find that your belongings are already up there. Goodnight,” said the prefect.

James walked up to the boy’s dorm room with Sirius and Remus. When they got there, a chubby boy was sitting on one of the beds.

“Hi, I’m Peter Pettigrew,” said the boy.

“James, Sirius, Remus,” said James, introducing his friends for them.

it was good but you relieze you can't put a poem in now because it has to be in the fifteen minutes you posted that you can edit.

i think its really good, cant wait for the next part

oh yeah...lmao. I had it saved on word doc. and i was gonna put the poem there, but then I posted it and forgot to put the poem there...so that's why it says that. lol. working on the next part...

i'm trying to make the next post good, so it might be up by tomorrow. we'll see.

very good!!!update soon

Well, here's the next post. Please post your comments. Thanks!
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Chapter 5: Flying Lessons

“Would all first years please report to the Quidditch field after breakfast,” announced the headmaster the next morning at breakfast.

Lilly sat down next to Thandi, and grabbed a bagel before the plate disappeared, being replaced by eggs. “I wonder what we’re doing,” said Lilly as she spread cream cheese on her bagel.

“Probably something to do with flying,” shrugged Thandi opening the Daily Prophet. “Bunch of junk,” she muttered to no one in particular.

“Flying? Like, on broomsticks?” asked Lilly.

“What other kind of flying is there?” replied Thandi bighting into an apple.

“Well, there’s…” started Lilly, but she never got to finish her sentence, because the headmaster had decide to speak again.

“Alright, off to your lessons everyone,” said the headmaster, and all of the food and plates disappeared from the middle of the tables. Even Lilly’s bagel, which she hadn’t finished, had disappeared. She sighed, and her and Thandi walked out to the Quidditch pitch.

“Good morning, everyone,” said the flying instructor. “I am Madam Hooch. Today, we’ll be starting to fly,” she said, surveying the nervous first years. “I want you to step up in between your broom, stick you right hand over it, and say, ‘up’.”

James stuck his right hand over his broom. He heard Sirius say up, and looked over. Sirius’ broom was still lying on the ground. “UP!” he heard Sirius say angrily, before turning to look at his broom. “Up,” James said calmly, and his broom rose quickly, and met James’ hand. James smiled to himself, and then watched as his friends attempted to do the same. He stood there until the last person, a boy James recognized to be from Slytherin, bent down and picked up his broom, his face turning red with the snickering from the other students.

“Now,” said Madam Hooch, watching the Slytherin boy out of the corner of her eye, “I want you to mount your broom and kick off, hover in the air for a minute, and then touch back down.”

James mounted his broom, kicked, and immediately hovered in the air, careful to not go any higher. He watched the Slytherin boy mount his broom and jump off the ground. He fell with a thud to the ground. James burst out laughing.

“Mr. Snape!” yelled Madam Hooch striding over to him and picking him up off the ground. Snape’s face was once again red. “I told you to kick! Not jump!”

“S-sorry, Madam,” muttered Snape, brushing the dirt off of himself. She handed him back his broom. Snape reached for it, but dropped it, and everyone laughed at him again. Everyone but one girl James had seen in the Gryffindor common room, who was standing beside him. She picked up his broom, and handed it to Snape. “Thank you,” Snape muttered to her. She shrugged and returned to talking with her friend.

“Alright, quiet down now,” Madam Hooch said, annoyed. The first years quickly quieted down and waited for her instructions. “Get off your brooms and follow me,” she walked to one end of the Quidditch field. The first years followed her.

“What do you think we’re going to do now?” asked James to Sirius.

“Dunno,” muttered Sirius.

Madam Hooch stopped walking, turned to the first years, and said, “I want you to mount your broom, and follow the instructions I’ve just taught you. Kick off hard, and follow me on your broom.” She mounted her broom, and the first years mounted theirs. Then she gave a little kick, and rose into the air. The first excited first years did the same. She looked back to make sure everyone was following so far, and when she was satisfied with what she saw, she started to fly.

Many of the first years had difficulty with this. James, however, proved to be a natural. He flew to the front of the small crowd that actually could fly, and stayed right behind Madam Hooch the whole way. They did three whole laps of the field, then dismounted their brooms.

“A fair try,” Madam Hooch said to the first years. “We’ll try again next week,” she said. “You’re dismissed.” The tired first years headed up to their common rooms before their next lesson. “Mr. Potter,” started Madam Hooch. “May I speak to you for a minute?”

“You’re in trouble,” said Remus teasingly. James looked at him before walking away. Remus, Sirius, and Peter headed up to the Gryffindor common room to wait for James.

“Yes, Madam Hooch?” said James.

“You’re quite a good flyer, Mr. Potter. You might want to try out for your house Quidditch team,” she said. “Tryouts are being held in two days time, lunch hour.”

“Thank you,” said James.

“Now run along, you don’t want to be late for your next lesson,” she said. James turned to leave, eager to tell his friends about trying out for Quidditch.