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17-year old James Potter walked through the massive crowds inside London's King's Cross Station, on his way to the brick wall that was the gateway to platform 9 ¾. As he pushed his way through the groups of muggles bustling about, he thought about how relieved he was that this was the last time he'd ever have to do this.
"Stupid muggles!" James muttered to himself as he nearly ran over a man with his trolley, after the man had come to an abrupt halt in front of him. Ignoring the man's indecent glares his way, James navigated his trolley around him and continued to fight through the crowds. Finally, after two more near-crashes with muggles, James arrived in front of the brick barrier separating platforms nine and ten.
"Well, this is it," James told himself, as he stared as the seemingly solid wall, "The seventh year begins!"
James was obviously standing in front of the barrier for longer than he had realized, because, before long, he felt a hard poke on his right shoulder, which was accompanied by an angry voice.
"Let's get a move on, Potter!" the voice said, "I don't have all day. What are you waiting for, a written invitation?"
Startled, James jumped. He quickly regained himself, however, and turned around to find himself staring straight into the angry yet beautiful emerald green eyes of his Hogwarts classmate and longtime crush Lily Evans. She was standing in front of him with her hands on her hips, appearing greatly annoyed.
"Oh, hello Lily!" James exclaimed, in an attempt to lighten the mood, "Nice to see you! How were your holidays?"
"Don't talk to me, Potter!" Lily ordered, "Just shut up and get out of my way."
"Whoa, no need to be hasty, Lils," James laughed, "I was just offering a friendly greeting."
"Well, don't," Lily replied, "I'm already running late, and I don't want to miss the train. Now move."
James just stood there.
"Did you not hear me? I said move!" Lily exclaimed, slightly louder than she had intended. Looking for the source of the commotion, a few muggle passersby turned their heads and glanced in Lily's direction. Lily blushed, while James just attempted to keep himself from bursting out laughing.
As soon as the muggles had looked away, however, James spoke up. "I heard you loud and clear," he said, "But you didn't say please. And I refuse to move until you ask nicely."
"You're wasting my time, James," Lily stated, "Now stop messing with me, or I'll hex you out of the way!"
James snickered. "Yeah right," he smarted off, "We're in the middle of a muggle train station. You wouldn't dare."
Lily blushed again, this time so brightly that her face almost matched her fiery red hair. James had caught her. She would never jinx someone with so many muggles around, and he knew that. Reluctantly, she gave in.
"Fine, fine," Lily stated, "I wasn't going to hex you. But will you please just move?"
"Of course," James replied sweetly. And without hesitation, he moved his trolley off to the side of the barrier, clearing the way for Lily. Immediately, she passed him, and went on without another word.
"Aren't you going to thank me?" James called after her.
But Lily just ignored him. James watched her closely as she disappeared through the barrier, and he wondered why she hated him so much. He had longed to go out with her since the day he laid eyes on her, but Lily refused every time he asked her. Usually, one would just give up after experiencing so much rejection, but James wasn't like that. He knew that this year, their seventh and final year at Hogwarts, would be different. James had determination, and he would make Lily fall for him if it was the last thing he ever did.
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Hey! My name is Claire, and this is my first ever Harry Potter fanfiction. I really hope you enjoyed the first chapter. But whether you did or not, please review, because I would love to hear your opinions!