Lily got up at sharp five- thirty a.m. in the morning in her strange, new quarters, and rifled through the cupboard, surprised to find her wand, a strange-looking amulet, several stacks of cloths and some toiletries. She dressed quickly in a grey, woollen jacket and a pair of denim pants that smelled like soap and headed down to the Gryffindor common rooms, only to be reminded that she did know the way around.
She couldn't wake Hermoine, it was six in the morning and a freezing two degrees inside the school. Instead, she wandered the stairways and bumped into someone at a turn.
"Sorry-"
"Ah! You're the new girl aren't you?" he asked, panting and red in the face.
"Well..."
"Course you are. Everybody's talking about you," said the chubby boy with warm, brown eyes. He suddenly noticed something peculiar in her cloths, "you aren't wearing your school robes!" he exclaimed, he steered her off in the direction in which she thought was the Gryffindor common room. "I'm telling you- Filch is patrolling the corridors. You gotta be careful. Especially on your first day..."
"Is that why you were running?" Lily asked observantly.
"Sort of," he admitted sheepishly. "Why are you up so early?"
"I'm getting sorted."
"Oh are you?" a pause hung over the air like an invisible thread before the staircase moved at her feet. "Well, then you wont be needing your school robes. But I do hope you get into Gryffindor," he said setting off, leaving her alone.
"wait-uh-"
"Neville."
"Neville," he blushed, "could you maybe show me to Professor McGonagall's office? That is- of course- assuming you know where it is."
"M-m-me?" she smiled at him in confirmation, "r-right."
He told her bit more about houses, Quiddich, Malfoy and Harry's triumphs over Voldermort on the way. They made another turn at the castle passing a suit of armour that looked suspiciously identical to the previous one she'd passed, but Neville seemed confident so she went along with it. Until he came to an abrupt halt.
She too had heard the hissing noise along the walls. "That would be Mrs. Norris. I should get going. Just take the next right and it'll be the third door to your left. It was great meeting you-"
"-Lily."
She leant toward him, the light from the cracked, open door throwing a reddish brown halo around her hair and whispered, "thank you, Neville."
Those three words hung ominously in the humid air until whisked away by the light early-morning breeze. Maybe it was because it symbolised a new beginning for her or the end of a terribly dark period being under the looming shadow of a horrible dark wizard.But for or half a moment, everything felt perfect but as the feeling vanished, she disappeared into the shadows, dark hair swishing in the light breeze and Neville found himself hoping to see her again.
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Harry Potter and The Artemis Fowl
Fanfiction"It was almost evening and as they made their way out the building, the professor was had disappeared behind a crack of thunder and Lily turned to face Hagrid. The crowd had died down to two homeless people wandering the streets aimlessly and the cl...
