Not the Lily You Know

Prongslet and Padfootlet

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE PRANK THAT BELONGS TO mysteriesunveiled AND THE THING YOU RECOGNISE BELONG TO J.K. ROWLING.

I woke up later than I would noemally for some reason, this morning. I checked my alarm clock. HOLY CRAP! It's 8:30!

I quickly got dressed, picked up my satchel and headed down to the common room. There was a note on Baby Potter's crib.

Evans,

If you want to get rid of little James. GIVE ME THAT MAP!

Sirius.

"Nu uh. There's no way I am giving him that map." I said to myself. After I read the note I noticed that Baby Potter wasn't in his crib and that there was another note in the crib.

Lily,

Padfoot's the only one who can reverse the spell. Sorry! But I've taken... me? Off your hands, so you don't have to take care of him.

James.

'Well that's nice of him' I thought. 'No this is Potter, it's all for personal gain' I reprimanded myself.

"Well, I'm hungry" I said to myself. Heading out of my common room and into The Great Hall.

When I entered I saw Baby Potter and Potter sitting next to each other, stuffing their faces. I silently laughed at this, before walking towards a vacant spot on the Gryffindor table, sitting down and taking some bacon and eggs.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Baby Potter turning to look at me and Potter restraining Baby Potter from getting somewhere, Baby Potter was almost out of Potter's grasp too.

Suddenly, in one fast motion, Baby Potter bit Potter.

"Hey!" Potter yelled, after losing his concentration on Baby Potter for a moment. A moment was Baby Potter needed, he was under the table now, out of Potter's reach, heading towards me. I stood up just before he reached me, I could hear what he was yelling now.

"Evans!" He yelled as well as a baby can.

I groaned and picked him up.

"My name's Lily. Not Evans." I told him as I gave him back to Potter.

"Thanks Lily." Potter said. "He was alright, until he noticed you." He said with a frown.

I laughed inwardly at that.

"I guess I'm just awesomer than you." I said in a cocky tone. Before walking away with a smirk on my face.

I walked to Transfiguration by myself. To my surpirse I was the only one there apart from Professor McGonagall.

"Miss Evans, may I have a word?" McGonagall asked.

"Sure" I said shrugging.

"Miss Evans... Your in the wrong class room. Out!" She said.

I flushed a deep red. "Sorry Professor."

As I left I checked my schedule. I actually had Defence Against the Dark Arts.

I hurried towards the class room. When I reached it how ever I saw that no one was there either. Except Professor Oslon.

"Professor? Why is no one here?" I asked.

He chuckled. "Miss Evans, has no one told you? It's a Public Holiday today."

I felt so stupid. "No, no one did tell me." I replied. "Sorry Professor."

I left the class room and wondered what to do with the rest of my day.' I could find a way to stick Baby Potter to Black.'

'Nah, Black'll just get rid of him and make another.'