Title: Happily Ever After Just Took Time
Author: KcluvsMl
Date: 6/14/05
Summary: When A Seer comes to Hogwarts, Lily and James are put in charge of her. After taking care of her for a day, she lets them have their future told. When Lily doesn't believe her, she casts a powerful spell, causing Lily and James to go to the future. How will they get back?
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe, and for some adult themes mentioned.
Disclaimer: If you think I own this, you have serious mental problems and should be going to a psychiatrist.
Author's Notes: I am so sorry for not updating, you guys. There was an uploading problem, and I didn't want to download something I know nothing about. And I just now realized that I could use a different program to upload! Silly me. I hope you like the new story. And I hope you guys aren't mad at me.
P.S.: Um, my parents are alive, but we live very far away from their families, so when my great uncle, who just died, came to visit my mom, he would tell me what my mom did when she was my age. My mom doesn't like to talk about the past. (Something about a huge fight?) I really miss my great uncle.
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We said we'd take a little time
For both of us to see
And wonder what it'd be like to carry on
Yeah, I know I got crazy
Well I guess that's just me
If I could turn back time before the wrong...
And I, I think I'll change my ways
So all your words get noticed
Tomorrow's a brand new day
Tomorrow's a new day...
Brand New Day, Forty Foot Echo
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Chapter One: Tomorrow's a New Day
Saturday
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"Hello, Potter," James heard a sinister voice behind him say. James closed the Transfiguration book he was reading and turned around.
"What do you want, Snivellus?" he said, hoping to get a rise out of Severus Snape.
"Why aren't you with your precious Mudblood?" the Slytherin asked.
"What did you just call her?" James asked.
"A Mudblood, idiot," said Snape nonchalantly. "Why? It's not she even cares about you."
At this, James jumped out of his chair and drew out his wand. He started to hex Snape, who had also drawn his wand-
"Excuse me!" Madame Pince, the librarian gasped. "Stop this instant! Ten points from both of your houses, and you may leave the library. Go!"
James sighed and put his wand back in his robe pocket. "You're lucky, Snivellus. I would have hexed you into the next century."
"How could you if you didn't know the Dark Arts?" Snape smirked.
"Wha-"
"You heard me, Potter. Now get away from me." Snape stalked off, James staring at his retreating back.
"What the bloody hell was that about?" James asked himself. He shook his head and ran his hand through his hair as he walked to the Gryffindor common room. Something was very strange about the greasy-haired git, that was for sure. But was he really a follower of Lord Voldemort? James didn't doubt it.
After his usual rounds, as soon as he entered the common room, James was grabbed by the arm and pulled toward his best friend, Sirius Black. He was then dragged without an explanation to the notice board, where everyone was crowded around. He looked up to see a piece of parchment that said:
The Head Boy and Girl and the Prefects
of each house will need to report to
the Headmaster's office at nine
o'clock. The Headmaster will explain
everything.
Sincerely,
The Deputy Headmistress,
Minerva McGonagall
"Prongs! It's eight-fifty five! You need to go!" Sirius said. "Moony already left, with Evans."
"I wonder what it's for," said Peter Pettigrew, his other best friend.
"I have to go! Evan's is gonna KILL me!" James shouted as he ran toward the portrait hole. "Bye!"
He raced down toward the gargoyle, and by the time he was there, he was out of breath. "Pumpkin-pastries!" he managed to gasp.
"Mr. Potter! Nice of you to join us!" Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster, greeted as James flew, almost literally, into the room. "Now, have a seat."
James grinned sheepishly as he sat down into the only open seat, which was right next to Lily Evans's seat, I might point out. Said young witch glared at James, who just shrugged it off, like he had done many times before. Remus Lupin-a.k.a. Moony-glanced at James and gave him a questioning look.
"Now, as I was saying, we will have a very important visitor tomorrow. A Seer, by the name of Cassandra Trelawaney. As she is quite old-very old in fact-a few of you need to watch over her. Who will volunteer to show Ms. Trelawaney around, accompany her, and make sure she is taken care of?" the old wizard asked.
Lily raised her hand right away. When James saw this, he automatically shoved his hand in the air, also. Lily sent him a death glare, and he suddenly knew that this was a bad idea.
"Well, the Gryffindors! This proves that Lily and James are very brave, indeed," Dumbledore said with a small grin on his face. "Now then! The rest of you may leave-" The others left in about five seconds "-and Lily, here is your itinerary, and James, here is yours. You will come to the Great Hall tomorrow at exactly six in the morning, when Mrs. Trelawaney arrives. Make sure you know what you are doing tomorrow, and good night."
Lily left the room before James could say Quidditch. He left Moony and caught up with her, which resulted in Lily saying, "Get away from me, Potter," which is basically what Snape said that morning, in the library. James cursed Snape silently, but Lily heard.
"What did you just say?" she asked.
"Er-nothing," James said quickly.
"Tell me."
"I didn't say anything."
"What did you say?"
"I don't know what I said."
"What did you say?!"
"What did I say?"
"What did you say?"
"I don't know. I give up."
"Argh!" said Lily, clearly frustrated.
"Argh?" Jame asked. "That's not a word, Miss Perfect. Should I suggest going back to primary school?"
Lily glared at him.
"What! It was just a suggestion."
Angry at James, Lily said, "I hate you."
"Oh, that hurt Evans," James said, hoping Lily would know that it was true.
Lily stomped off in the other direction.
"Fine! Get raped by a Slytherin, for all I care!" James shouted after her.
But just to make sure that didn't happen, James followed her. She was heading towards the library, making sure no one was following her. She wasn't doing a very good job, because James was able to follow her to the shelves in front of the restricted section. Her wand lit, she scanned the dusty book titles. When she found a red, leather one that wasn't labeled, she slowly took it out and went over to one of the tables and set it down.
After a few minutes of reading it, she started crying. James wanted to know what she was crying about, so he took his invisibility cloak (A/N: Which I conveniently put in his pocket!) and made it its normal size. He wrapped it around himself and walked quietly over to where she was sitting.
When he looked over her shoulder, he saw pictures a little red-headed girl being taught how to ride a bicycle. Of a red-headed eleven-year-old girl showing of her Hogwarts letter to the picture taker with a big smile on her face. The last one on the page was of her parents.
Her parents.
Her parents, who he knew were murdered by Lord Voldemort.
Her parents, who had been Lily's only friends until they died.
Poor, poor Lily.
By this time, she was sobbing hysterically. Wanting to comfort her, James could only stand there, knowing she would just shove him off. After drying her tears, Lily shut the book gingerly and put it back on its shelf. She walked slowly out of the library, where James took off his invisibility cloak.
"Lily?" he asked softly.
"Potter! Were you following me?" she asked, wiping her nose on her tie.
James grimaced and said, "No-yes-maybe."
Lily's eyes teared up again, and she started running down the hall, towards the stairs.
"Lily! Wait!" James called out.
"Leave me alone!" she shouted.
"Lily!" he hissed. "We're going to get in trouble!"
"Like you care," Lily said loudly. "You're always getting into trouble. I don't know how you became Head Boy!"
"Well, I don't want to get in trouble! Do you know how many points we could get taken off? All the ones I earned for getting to highest grade on the homework McGonagall assigned us. Ever. I got the highest grade, ever, Lily. And I'm proud of myself."
Lily stared at him.
"Really?" she asked.
"Yes. Really."
"I didn't know you were a high-grade student."
"Well, I am. I'm probably better at Transfiguration than most of the students in this school put together. And I even-never mind."
"What?"
"Nothing," James said, turning away.
"Tell me."
"I can't."
"It's not illegal, is it?"
"No," Jame lied. He could feel his face turn red, and he was glad it was dark.
"Good. I'm tired, so good night, James."
She left without looking back.
"Good night...Lily," he whispered. She said his name...
He walked slowly back to the Gryffindor common room, thinking about his secret. If he really liked Lily-possibly even loved-why couldn't he tell her he was an Animagus?
It was to help Remus, so she would understand, wouldn't she?
`And speaking of Moony,' James thought as he turned the corner and found his best friend talking to someone by the Fat Lady's portrait. `Wait, that's Lily! She's smiling and laughing...'
Just then, James heard Remus say, "Well, we'd better go to bed before dawn."
"I suppose," he heard Lily say, though he couldn't see her face. Lily stood on her tiptoes and kissed Remus on the cheek. "Goodnight," she said, grinning as she walked through the hole.
James felt as though he had been slapped. What had just happened? He was going to find out.
When he walked through the portrait hole, he found Moony lying on his favorite couch, reading a book.
"What d'you think you were doing?" James almost yelled.
"What are you talking about?" Remus said, sitting up.
"You were talking to Evans! And she kissed you!" James said, completely losing it.
"She was telling me about how much you've changed, and how she can't believe you're the same wizard who, two years ago, hexed Snivellus for the fun of it," Remus told him.
"What?" asked James stupidly.
"She has started to think about giving you a chance, Prongs."
James stared at the dying fire. "Really?"
"Yes."
"Then why did she kiss you?"
"Prongs! It was a kiss on the cheek. It's not like we shagged," Remus joked.
Upon hearing that, James turned red. "And if you even think about that, I'll kill you."
"Er-right. I'll go to bed now," Remus said quickly, backing away towards the boy's dormitories.
"Alright."
James leaned back and rubbed his eyes under his glasses.
"She wants to give me a chance..." he muttered, as he stood up and walked toward his dorm. "I have to straighten myself out."
He changed into his pajama pants and lay down, finding it hard to go to sleep. Around midnight, he finally entered his usual dreams of playing Quidditch and the beautiful red-headed girl called Lily Evans.
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A/N: Is this long enough? I'm bad at writing long chapters. Next week, or sooner, or later, I will update again! Oh, and week isn't bad, now that I've been writing. One time, I had to wait four and a half months for someone to update, and they hadn't stopped writing. So, you're lucky! I think. How long has it been since I updated? Well, bye, and please review!
P.S: This story is inspired by "The Prediction" on fanfiction.net. It's a really good Harry/Hermione fic, so if you like Harry/Hermione, go read it! I can't remember the author's name, though. Something like pannipiggypittyphant? I have no clue. And I was writing this on Fanfiction.net, under the title: Do You Really Want To Know? Sorry that I forgot to tell you guys earlier.
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