Title: The Way I Do.
Rating: T (Language, Mild Sexual Content)
Pairings: James/Lily, Sirius/OC, Remus/OC, one sided Severus/Lily
Summary:Lily Evans embarks on her seventh year at Hogwarts - it's all going to be about work, work, work. Yeah. Because that was going to last. Pranks, Love, War, and Dark Secrets threaten the foundation of hers, and the Wizarding World…
Authors Note: Hello! Well, I wrote this little chapter of something over my holidays as I had no notes or anything to work with for A Very Glee Hogwarts, and for some reason I really wanted to post this. Do you like it? If so, I really do want to write more, so let me know if you wanna see an addition to this. :3 (Also, I wanted to kinda break the stereotype of Marauder fics having kinda, Lily's best friends being girls and they get with the guys and blaaah. As much as I love them, we've read enough, plus I always seen Lily as hanging with boys, I mean she had Severus, right? And my readers of AVGH just KNOW I love my dark plots so we'll see how this plays out :3)
And there Lily stood now. Abandoned and alone, one ivory hand clasped around the handles of a large trolley which held her battered, brown trunk and the cage that held a large, sleeping tabby cat. Half thinking of turning around and saying another, proper goodbye to her parents and sister as she swept her eyes over the crows milling around platform nine and three quarters - new students, old students, family members and pets - chatting and hugging, she had to swallow the small lump forming in her throat, and bite down hard on her lip to stop it from trembling. No, she wasn't going to go running back to them. It was like this every year, after all. It wasn't that Lily's parents weren't thrilled and supportive about her being a witch, they truly were, but it was her sisters resentment that had, over the years, made them less audible about it whenever she was around. Why Petunia even accompanied them to King's Cross every year on the 1st of September was a mystery to the red-headed seventh year, but she shrugged it off, and averted her gaze to the blazing red train. The Hogwarts Express. This would be the last time she would leave home to embark on a fresh year at her beloved school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. With the shining Head Girl's badge fastened to the Gryffindor Robes she had already changed into in anticipation, she had no doubt this would be her best year yet. Even though right now, she could not locate anyone she knew amongst the blur of black clokes and red, green, blue and yellow piping.
The first person Lily always set out to find was her very best friend, Cameron Prescott. He was never hard to miss with his 5'12 stature, gawky figure, auburn nest of hair and piercing blue eyes. Last time she had seen him, earlier that summer (before his parents had dragged him and his completely non-identical twin brother, Jeff, on an extended holiday to a muggle village in France), he had acquired a small, black lip ring and took to wearing dark framed glasses, when everyone knew quite well he could just use magical contacts to correct his slightly poor vision. Lily knew Professor McGonagall would certainly not approve of at least one of his new accessories, and whilst she would usually whole-heartedly agree with her Transfiguration Teacher, she let Cameron's little rebellions slide, because they were part of who he was.
Except neither he nor his twin were to be seen, which probably meant they had already met up with the others and had already started hunting for a compartment. Lily didn't necessarily enjoy being in a large clique of people, she liked having her few close, trustworthy friends, so that's why she mainly stuck with Cameron, Jeff, and their other two friends, Nicholas (never, never Nick) Fitch and Alice Lupin. It was also why she felt so isolated on the platform at that moment.
She heaved her trunk into the train, wheeling it forwards toward a hold especially reserved for Head Girl and Boy, and peeked into the metal cage to see if her cat, Willow, was awake. But luckily the sleeping feline didn't need to be let out, so she left her in peace, as she knew the creatures carriage scared a life out of her every time she was forced to spend a six hour journey in there.
Lily didn't have to push through any swarms of students to move comfortably through the train, as most of them were still on the platform, but she still managed to get so absorbed in her thoughts of back-to-school feasts and catch ups with friends that she didn't notice a black haired boy walking in the opposite direction to her, and as a result went crashing into his chest.
"Steady on, Evans." eye brow raise. Suggestive smirk.
Eugh! That look made her skin crawl in disgust. How did girls fall for that? Sirius Black. Sure, of all people, it would be him she'd walk right into. There was no one - literally - who she disliked more at Hogwarts than Black and his posse. 'The Marauders', as they called themselves, were known both for, on the small end of the scale, harmless (but stupid) pranks and on the opposite end, rule breaking extraordinaire. Lily would pay good money to anyone who could find a rule that Sirius and the other three - Peter Pettigrew, Remus Lupin, and worst of all, James Potter - hadn't challenged.
Being fair, Pettigrew was harmless, a little desperate and needy if anything, and Remus was very bearable, intellectual and kind to everyone, and also the cousin of her good friend, Alice. It baffled her every year that he still chose to be involved with Potter and Black. Boy, did they make her life hell at every opportunity they got. Well, Lily wasn't going to stand for it this year. Because, hey, this year, she could actually do something about it.
"Get out of my face, Black, or I'll deduct points from Gryffindor before the year's even started." she said calmly, as Sirius stood in front of her, his arms crossed, clearly blocking her further progression through the train. He chuckled, his face creasing as he laughed.
"Go ahead, do what you like, strawberry patch. Re-gaining any points you and your badge take off of us wont be such a problem this year."
What did he mean by that? This was the problem she had with him; always that superiority, that sly cockiness that made her want to exercise her anger issues on a human punch bag, preferably a breathing, Sirius shaped one…
She shook her head, sighing, and pushed past him with a centripetal force. Not ten minutes in to year seven, and the Marauders were already getting under her skin. This had to be a new record, even beating the time in second year where they stole the robes she was going to change into on the train and used them as cat litter.
Not a very imaginative prank, but she'd shielded all other possessions of hers well after what had happened at Christmas, but Lily didn't like to think about the fate of her precious new copies of Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them and Hogwarts: A History.
A compartment door just beside her slid open, and the voices of her four friends came swarming out. A grin spread across her face, replacing the previous angry expression she'd adopted, and she allowed herself to be dragged by the arm onto a seat.
"Hey, nerd," Cameron said, in his slightly southern American accent, pointing at the Head Girl's badge on her robes.
"Knew you'd get it!" Alice piped up. Lily was taken back slightly by her appearance - last year, she'd had sleek, midnight blue hair down to her chin, and now she was sporting shoulder length purple bangs. She couldn't look more different to her cousin Remus, who always looked fatigued, if she tried. "Do you like it?" her voice was so high pitched at all times, that it sounded like she was squealing. She'd give off the impression of a mouse were she smaller and, as Lily knew she could get, less aggressive. "Who else were they going to pick? Certainly not me, I mean, have you ever seen a prefect with a tattoo?"
No, she hadn't, and she was also not aware that she had finally actually gotten a tattoo. It was another thing, like Cameron's still-present lip ring, that the Transfiguration teacher would never approve of. But Alice, being a Ravenclaw, didn't have to face her as head of house, at least.
"Good to see you, Lily," Nicholas was smiling from the corner with Jeff, who was nodding along with him. "Sorry I lost you in Diagon Alley last week."
"Oh, that's okay," she shrugged him off, remembering his sudden departure whilst they were sharing an ice cream at Florence Fortescue's. "I got to finish the sundae, so I'm not complaining."
The brunette laughed. "Yeah, I wouldn't be either. I suddenly recalled that I had to meet this one," he nudged Jeff in the ribs, "at Flourish and Blott's, because he was confused over his booklist." he rolled his eyes.
"Hey, it is not my fault I'm not as studious as you two…" he interjected, his voice muffled due to the Droobles he was chewing vigorously.
"That's because your brother is a bad influence," Cameron laughed, coughing slightly and putting on a, frankly terrible, southern woman's accent. "Cameron Joseph Prescott, I knew when you came out you'd be trouble, but when Jeff appeared three minutes and six nanoseconds later, I had some hope, but no, he is as insubordinate as you these days…"
Lily didn't doubt that this had been something Mrs. Prescott had said. She was a muggle, their father a wizard, but she really liked to defy their magical upbringing wherever possible, she didn't seem to believe in the whole Magical Education system. In reality it was Jeff who started most of the commotion around the Gryffindor Commons, not Cameron, but she evidently ignored letters from the school. Still, her antics always gave the group a good laugh, and once the twins were done mocking their mother, Alice turned to Lily once more. "Hey, do you know who Head Boy is?"
"I haven't heard," she shook her head. "It's not Remus, then? I was sort of hoping."
A few hours later, Lily realised she would have taken anyone - anyone - over the person who was sat in the Compartment when she slid the doors open expectantly.