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The Unexpected: A Lily and James Story! by Emms16

Format: Novel
Chapters: 36
Word Count: 168,086

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language

Genres: Romance
Characters: James
Pairings: James/Lily

First Published: 12/13/2002
Last Chapter: 06/19/2003
Last Updated: 08/24/2005


Chapter 1: Prologue




Lily Evans sat staring into the dying fire in the hearth late on the last night of her sixth year. Bringing her legs up underneath her, she flicked her shoulder-blade length dark red hair over her shoulder, sighing heavily. Just the thought of having to leave Hogwarts the next day caused a physical ache to grow in her chest. She didn’t want to leave.

She would have considered it a gift if she were allowed to spend the summer at Hogwarts, even if her best friend May Delfin wasn't going to be there. Any life, even her dismal school life was better than spending the summer being harassed by her horse-faced sister.

She could deal with anything, not having many friends, or good friends that she could trust, was a small disadvantage compared to what she had to go through every summer.

Over the school years she’d subconsciously taught herself to believe that as long as she had May and a good book by her side, she didn’t need anything else, not her family, not a whole lot of friends, and definitely not Petunia.

This train of thought got her through the coldest and most depressing moments of her life, even for the first few weeks during the summer the thought managed to keep her sane. However, after those happily blissful weeks of peace passed, she would slowly deteriorate, and allow Petunia to trample all over the barriers she’s built. And when this happened, she had no choice but to grow stiffer and more rigidly opposed to any kind of human interaction. Blocking off any emotional missiles that someone might launch at her.

She remembered bitterly how close Petunia and her had been before she’s received the acceptance letter. Everything had changed after that. Petunia had turned on her.

Lily had a feeling that this had something to do with Petunia feeling betrayed or left behind, but what could she do? She was a witch yes, but she was still the same person. She wished desperately that Petunia would see that, but she was beginning to think that that was a lost hope.


Letting a solitary tear out in defeat, she rested her chin on her knees. She knew she was being foolish, but really, Petunia had been her very best friend for so many years, and all of the sudden, completely without reason, she turns her back.

Lily remembered vividly the first week at Hogwarts. She'd been absolutely distraught when she’d first arrived. What was she to expect? Were witches mean? Were they really what Petunia said they were, Freaks? The only thing that seemed natural to do, was for her to write her most trusted sister, begging for some kind of compassion. She conveyed all of her thoughts and feelings, laying her soul bare, and what she got in return was a cruel slap in the face.

The letter she had received in reply; the last letter she had ever gotten from Petunia brought a painful lurch to her heart. It helped set the stage for the following years.



Look, I can really care less about your minor problems. I’ve got bigger, more important problems of my own. I can’t believe that you would actually leave me, a normal person, to become one of those freaks! And as for you not making any friends, If you haven’t made friends by now, you probably won’t EVER! Not that I’m surprised, you’ve always been an ugly, socially impaired, brainless git, who would wanna be friends with that?

I hope I never have to see you again. I know that’s impossible, but just make me one last promise, never, EVER, write me again.

The much better offspring.

To say that Lily was shocked to receive such a hateful letter from Petunia was an understantment. The one person she thought would always be by her side, her own sister, had turned against her.

Staring down at the parchment, she watched a tear drop splash against the thick parchment. She drew a shaky breath, and crumpled it angrily in her fist. She couldn’t believe that her only friend in the whole world hated her as much as she wrote. Lily was suddenly conscious of the fact that all she really had left were her parents. It was right then that she subconsciously started to build walls around her, protecting her from further hurt.


She stood up calmly, tucking the ball of crumpled paper into her robe pocket. Tears splashed onto her shirt. She'd given up all pretense of hiding them. They were coming to strongly.

A girl that was sitting next to Lily looked up at her in concern. She had shoulder length black hair and large gray eyes, a beautiful combination.

“Are you all right?” she asked kindly. Lily looked down at the girl who was watching her. The familiar look of sadness, the same type of sadness that Lily was feeling, was obvious in her stormy gray eyes. Lily smiled weakly, suddenly feeling a kinship with the girl, and nodded. “Would you like to talk about it?”

She nodded again, knowing somehow that the girl would understand. The girl stood up and began following Lily out of the Great Hall.

LIly sank down heavily on the large red couch when they reached the common room, and buried her head in her hands. Embarrassment washed over her as she realized that she was crying to a complete stranger. The girl sat down next to her, placing a comforting hand on her shaking shoulder. Lily gave a choked sob, and let her mouth run away with itself for the first time since she'd arrived at Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry. She conveyed her thoughts, fears, insecurities, letting this girl, this strange girl in on her private life.

The girl sat silently, nodding at all the right times, giving a shoulder to cry on when Lily was at her worst, and just listening. Sometimes when the occasion called for it, she would comment with a note of sympathy.

After an hour, Lily had finally worn herself out.

“I’m sorry to bore you with my problems,” Lily muttered weakly, slipping the girl a sheepish smile.

“Oh it’s quiet alright, it’s good to talk again,” she replied kindly.

Lily gave a sniffly laugh.

“Yea, hey what’s your name anyway?”

The pretty girl blushed.

“Oh, of course! How stupid of me! I didn’t even introduce myself, May Delfin.” She held out her hand. Lily took it, finally smiling for the first real time that she’d been at Hogwarts.


As the years flew by, May and Lily still remained the best of friends. Nothing much had changed, Lily still never let anyone break down the walls she had built protectively around her, and May was still an open sympathetic listener.

Only May was able to get through to Lily, to talk to her, to understand her, and this attitude went basically both ways. And because of this, Lily and May were misunderstood and looked down on, because they isolated themselves from the student body. Personally, Lily could care less; this only gave Lily more reason to hold fast to her defenses.

For six years, Lily and May would sit in the back of each class class, taking notes, and finishing assignments. Occasionally, they would talk amongst themselves in whispers. No one really ever paid much attention to them. They were, for all intents and purposes, invisible.

The only thing that really gained Lily recognition, was the fact that she was the best in charms, thanks to all the extra credit she would do. She was also excellent in transfiguration, but not as good as James Potter, who was the best.

James Potter was the unofficial leader of the legendary Marauders. The group consisted of James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. They were the school pranksters, the class clowns. Everyone wanted to get in on their jokes, or say that they were friends with the famous Marauders, the name alone gave them instant respect, even the teachers seemed like they didn’t want to get in their way. Every guy envied them and every girl wanted to be with them.

Thinking about them frustrated Lily. She had no problems admitting that she was jealous of them. They had everything, everyone loved them, and they were obviously great friends, having a bond that a mad herd of rampaging hippogriffs couldn’t break. And to top it off, they were respected school wide, while Lily and May weren’t even known to exist. It just didn’t seem fair.

She let a few more tears fall into the fabric of her sleep pants. The fire in the grate was dying slightly, casting the Common room in a warm glow.

The knob to the portrait hole then began to jiggle and voices could be heard on the other side. She heard a creak and a laugh as the door crept open.

“This is going to be great! I can’t wait until we can join you Moony! We’re going to have a kick arse time!” Sirius Black’s voice whispered excitedly.

Instinctively snapping her head around, she regarded the boys. They crept in, obviously not noticing that she was in the room.

It was the Marauders. James Potter was in the lead. His pitch-black hair was everywhere as usual, and his bright blue eyes were pleasantly sparkling secretively behind thin silver rimmed glasses. He was the tallest of the four, reaching around 6’3. He had broad shoulders from quidditch training, and a chest that most girls only dreamed about touching. Lily had to admit to herself his was good looking. He was the kindest and gentlest of the bunch, even when he was pranking, he never let it get too far out of hand. He was the heart and soul of the Marauders.

The next one to walk in was Sirius Black, his smile was contagious. The female population of Hogwarts couldn’t help but turn to mush when he talked to you. Even the teachers were sometimes snatched by his unavoidable charm. Lily however thought his most appealing feature was his eyes. They were a light brown, almost like a cat’s eyes, and shined with mystery. If they weren’t sparkling mischievously, then they were dancing with laughter. He always seemed to have a trick up his sleeve, and this; Lily thought, was who Sirius Black was.

After Sirius, came Remus Lupin. He was the third tallest, reaching 6’0 ft exactly, an inch shorter then Sirius’s 6’1 height. His eyes were a light green, compared to Lily’s bright emerald eyes. He always seemed to be tired, but he was also very sweet and shy. He was the only shy Marauder, and for this, Lily respected him. He, like James, loved to help those in need. He was the one Marauder that Lily wouldn’t mind hanging around. Nope, not at all.

Finally, the Marauder she could live without walked in. Peter Pettigrew. He scared her. He always had that creepy vibe to him. She didn’t know how to characterize him other, then short and scary.

All of the boys stopped laughing immediately when they spotted Lily. In fact, they weren’t even smiling anymore. She began to fidget uncomfortably.

They stood there in the entrance to the common room, too surprised to speak. Remus pushed through James, and Sirius.

“Er…Hello…Lily?” Remus stammered nervously, his face unnaturally pale.

Lily began to wonder what they were doing out so late on the last day of school.

“Hello," she hiccuped nervously.

Remus walked cautiously over to where she was sitting on the couch and sat down next to her. She moved over toward the armrest slightly, her eyes widening. The Marauders had never sat next to her, or even really talked to her, besides asking for help in charms. This was not like Remus at all, or at least the Remus she was used to in class.

“What are you doing up now?” He looked at her closely. “What’s wrong?” he added, after seeing her tear stained face.

She stood up, now blushing, and tried to hide her face.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” She waved her hand as if to push her problem away.

The other Marauders situated themselves around her. Remus stood up, effectively blocking her escape. She blushed harder, overwhelmed by being blockaded by three extremely tall boys, and one scary one. She began to back away, only to back up into Sirius Black’s chest. She glanced up, stepping slowly away from Sirius, and into the center of the circle of boys. Her neck was beginning to cramp at having to look up so much.

Sirius looked extremely uncomfortable, almost as uncomfortable as she was right now. James on the other hand, who was standing right in front of her, was looking at her with concern, a typical James thing.

She felt the corners of her mouth lift into a smile.

He was the Marauder with the biggest heart and everyone knew it. He was the second Marauder that she wouldn’t mind being friends with, even if he was beating her at being the best in transfiguration. Peter was the Marauder that she could live without, despite being scary; he always looked terrified, like now for instance, he looked like he was about to pee his pants.

“Yes… well… I’ll see you then,” Lily said uneasily and pushed her way through Remus and Jamesm, who were closest to the girl's staircase.

James reached out and grabbed her wrist, spinning her around and looked at him. He opened his mouth, but shut it quickly, continuing to stare at Lily.

“You didn’t hear anything did you? Like us talking?” Sirius asked from the other side of James.

Lily stared at him for a moment. All she wanted to do was go up to her room and crawl into bed.

“No, I didn’t hear anything,” she squeaked out, shaking her head.

The boys gave a collective sigh of relief. James nodded to her, giving her a dazzling smile and let go of her wrist. She gave a small smile back and turned around toward the direction of the stairs.

Once she had disappeared Sirius gave a low whistle and threw himself down next to the almost dead fire. “That, mi amigos, was too close for comfort.” He sighed. “We almost had to ‘Obliviate’ her. I would not have liked to do that.”

Remus nodded, sitting back down on the couch next to Sirius. He folded his arms across his chest and looked up at James who was staring at the stairs Evans had disappeared up. “What’s up, Prongs?”

James turned his head, smiling weakly at them.

“I don’t know, I just, I wonder why she was crying?” he said, scratching his ear, a habit he had when he was worried or confused.

“Ahh Prongsie, don’t worry so much about it. Your heart is way to big man,” Sirius said, releasing a large yawn.

James shrugged and began to walk up to his dormitories to go to sleep. Followed reluctantly by Remus, Sirius, and Peter.