The Marauders

This is the story of Harry's parents and how everything fell into place.


1. James' House

James P.O.V

I woke up in my messy bed in my messy room in my messy house. I stretched my back out and yawned loudly. I reached for my glasses on my side table. I accidentally knocked over the picture of Lily Evans that I took from Sniviles two years ago. I've since framed it because she looks so lovely in it. It's of her in a pale green dress at Slughorn's party. Her hair is all done and flowing because she's laughing and spinning in a circle. Her dress is flowed out in a big circle. I often find myself stating at that picture for hours, wishing she was mine. That's when I came up with the brilliant idea to whoo her over this year. I'll do all I can to get her to fall in love with me. I heard Serious snoring pretty loudly so I threw my pillow at him.

"Shut up padfoot! You'll wake up the whole neighborhood!"

He rolled over on the ground. "You're the one to talk, Prongs! I can't even get a blink of shut eye with you muttering about Evans all night."

We both laughed at each other. I laid back down looking up at the ceiling, thinking about her.

"Do you even think she likes me?"

Serious sat up and flipped the hair out of his eyes.

"I think she loves you to be honest. She's just afraid to admit it because old Sniviles would have a fit."

"Yeah, but their drifting apart, you can tell by how often she avoids him." I said propped up on one elbow.

"Sure. But the only way you'll get closer to her is if you do things that interest her." Serious rummaged through his bag and grabbed a box of every flavor beans. He threw me the box and I ripped open the packaging and picked out a red one. Thank god it was strawberry and not blood.

"Like what?" I asked while I was chewing.

"Well, she's in the slug club. If you could get your self in that club, she'd have to spend time with you." He did have point.

"Yeah, but with the grades I get? Try impossible!" I said running my fingers through my hair.

"Come on! If Sniviles can get in, you can. Besides, just imagine you and her dancing and snogging." He got up and pretended to be Lily.

"Oh James," He was using a girly voice, "Please dance with me! Your smart and good looking and Sniviles has just left to go wash his hair."

I was laughing so hard, I began to cry. Serious couldn't keep a straight face now. He was rolling on the floor laughing.

"Fine. I'll join the slug club. But if Sniviles looks at me funny, I'll hex him into next week."

"Be my guest. I'm gonna get dressed so look away." He stood up and I rolled over and stared at the picture if Lily.

Why does she have to be beautiful? Why does she have to be so smart? Why does she have to even look at me? All the other girls look at me, but not Lily. The one girl I'm interested in doesn't even look my way. Once I join the slug club, she'll have to talk to me, she'll have to look at me. If only she knew how much I loved her. Soon, very soon, she'll see just how much.

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