-Disclaimer: Nothing that belongs to JKR belongs to me. I think that sums it up. "White Houses" belongs to Vanessa Carlton, or to whoever wrote it, or whoever owns it. I'm not sure, but I sure don't own it and I recognize that fact.
-Summary: Lily Evans is forced to move in with James and his friends by order of Dumbledore. She's not exactly thrilled about the idea, because she's leaving the world that she knows behind. To top it off, she only has one summer left. At Hogwarts, she had not been part of the group of friends James had, because she had been a part of the Elite-those individuals lucky enough to rule the school. But outside of Hogwarts, that means nothing, as she's soon to find out. James, on the other hand, is excited about her moving in, because he's secretly longed for her for seven years. Fluffly, NC-17 (just to be safe, mainly for later chapters). I have edited the original a bit.
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Song Lyrics: "White Houses" by Vanessa Carlton
Crashed on the floor when I moved in
This little bungalow with some strange new friends
Stay up too late, and I'm too thin
We promise each other it's till the end
Now we're spinning empty bottles
It's the five of us
With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust
I can't resist the day
No, I can't resist the day
Jenny screams out and it's no pose
'Cause when she dances she goes and goes
Beer through the nose on an inside joke
I'm so excited, I haven't spoken
And she's so pretty, and she's so sure
Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her
The summer's all in bloom
The summer is ending soon
It's alright and it's nice not to be so alone
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses
Maybe I'm a little bit over my head
I come undone at the things he said
And he's so funny in his bright red shirt
We were all in love and we all got hurt
I sneak into his car's cracked leather seat
The smell of gasoline in the summer heat
Boy, we're going way too fast
It's all too sweet to last
It's all right
And I put myself in his hands
But I hold on to your secrets in white houses
Love, or something ignites in my veins
And I pray it never fades in white houses
My first time, hard to explain
Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain
On a cloudy day, it's more common than you think
He's my first mistake
Maybe you were all faster than me
We gave each other up so easily
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been
So I go, and I will not be back here again
I'm gone as the day is fading on white houses
I lie, put my injuries all in the dust
In my heart is the five of us
In white houses
And you, maybe you'll remember me
What I gave is yours to keep
In white houses
In white houses
In white houses
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(*~*Prologue*~*)
"I'd like you to go and live with Mr. Potter and his friends this summer," Albus Dumbledore said softly.
Lily Evans shot her head up. "You want me to what, sir? Don't you remember that after this summer I-"
"I remember," Dumbledore interrupted softly. "I think it would be for the best."
"Professor Dumbledore, I don't even know them! I can't have said more than three words to either of them the entire time I was here at Hogwarts!" Lily exclaimed. Her knuckles were white as she gripped the arms of the chair. It was her graduation day, and this would be the last time she would ever reside in Hogwarts as a student.
Dumbledore nodded. "Nevertheless, I believe it could help you?"
"Help me save my life?" Lily snapped, tears stinging her eyes. "I was going to go into hiding after Hogwarts, sir. I wasn't going to let him get me. I was-"
"You know it's much more complicated than that," Dumbledore said firmly, but not unkindly. "The only way you could escape that fate would be… well, to be dead, Miss Evans."
She turned his words over in her mind as a tear slid down her cheek. If I was dead, I wouldn't ever have to live the life my father intended. I would prefer death.
She made a resolution to herself right there, before answering the headmaster.
"Fine, I'll go. As if I had a choice. Seems to me like a lot of forcing has been going on lately," she stated, rising and leaving his office.
Albus leaned back in his chair and sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.
"I hope James knows what to do."
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