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Fa├žade by HPFFer

Format: Novella
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 1,279
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse

Genres: Drama, Romance
Characters: A. Longbottom, Lily, James, Lucius
Pairings: James/Lily, Lily/OC

First Published: 04/11/2010
Last Chapter: 04/17/2010
Last Updated: 04/17/2010

As soon as Lily stepped on to the busy and bustling train, she smiled. Hogwarts was a place where she had real friends, she was whoever she wanted to be. Where know one knew about her past, about the hardships that plagued her so much at home. Of course, sometimes it was hard to seem perfect, but it's better than being friendless and alone. Isn't it?

Chapter 1: Leaving Home
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A/N: This is an idea for a story that I had, but I'm not sure whether or not to actually write a full story about it. If people like it then I might continue on with it, though!

His face was pale, almost translucent against the white of the pillow. His veins were clearly visible in his skin, his cheeks sunken. He stared at his daughter, a forlorn look in his eyes. The girl stared down at him, fighting back tears. It was a living nightmare. He was dying.

The young girl looks down at him and gives him a kiss on the cheek. He seems so delicate, like porcelain, like he might break at any second.

Suddenly, the man on the bed disappears, leaving nothing but a swirl of black smoke by the bed where he previously lay.

"Daddy! Where are you? I need you," says the girl.

"He's gone. He's dead. He always hated you because you're a freak," whispered another girl from behind her.

"No! My daddy's not gone! He's just taken a trip, I'll see him again."

"Never again...he doesn't love you. He never did. You were always the witch of the family. That's why he's gone now, forever."

" He still loves me!" the girl screamed, "He still loves me, loves me..."

Lily woke up with a jolt, her vibrant red hair plastering her face. She wiped her clammy hands on her mattress, the comforter thrown of her bed, and lay her head back down on her pillow.

There was a soft breath on the back of her neck.

"Lils, what's wrong?" Lily's boyfriend said from behind her.

"Oh, I'm fine. It was just a dream," she didn't want to worry her boyfriend; he was already fretting about her too much.

"No. You're not. Every time I stay the night, I hear you muttering in your sleep, sometimes almost yelling. Tell me the truth," he said abruptly. He didn't like worrying about her, and he could tell that she didn't like him worrying either.

"I don't need to plague you with my problems. You have enough on your plate as it is."

"Lils, if you don't tell me, I'm going to get your mum involved," he warned. Lily hung her head in defeat. She never liked getting her mum involved with these matters. All it would do was make her more sad and forlorn than she already was.

"All right, I will. Every time I close my eyes to sleep, I see him, my dad, dying. It's like that horrible day playing all over again, an endless loop. And then he's gone and a voice, my sister, telling me over and over that I'm a freak," Lily sobbed, "telling me he never loved me, that I killed him."

"Sssh, my angel. It's all okay. You know it wasn't your fault. There was nothing you could do," he crooned to her reassuringly.

"Oh, love, there was. I could have used it, magic, to make sure he was okay. But I was so scared and-"

He wrapped his arms around Lily, silencing her with a kiss.

"Lily, you couldn't do anything. Underage magic is forbidden outside of Hogwarts. Just sleep now, my angel," he comforted Lily, running his hands through her soft red hair, "G'night Lily."

"G'night Lucius."
Lily stepped out of Lucius's car and onto the cobblestoned walkway of King's Cross Station. She wrapped her blazer around her thin, pale, body, and shivered despite the warm early September air. Lucius wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead before grabbing her heavy trunk from the car and placing it on one of the station's trolleys.

Lily pulled her owl, Gem, and it's cage out of the car and placed it on top of her trunk.
"C'mon Lily, let's get to the platform," said Lucius, placing Lily's hands on the trolley next to his own. Lilly nodded and prepared for the run into Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
The couple hurtled through the barrier and was greeted by the smoky, crimson-coloured Hogwarts Express.

"All students aboard in one minute!" shouted the conductor from the front of the train.

"Goodbye, my angel," Lucius said kissing Lily on the forehead.

"Goodbye," Lily said, tilting her chin up and standing on her toes until she was almost level with Lucius's face. Lucius pulled her into an embrace and kissed her softly on the lips, trying to make the moment last before Lily boarded the train to Hogwarts and he would be on his way to the Ministry.

"You'll be a good Head Girl this year, I can tell," Lucius murmured, smiling. "We'll see each other at Christmas break, I'll get to see you again," Lucius said, saddened that he had to leave his girlfriend.

"I can't wait," Lily said, giving him another slow kiss, pressing her body up against his, as if they would never see each other again.

"Last call for students to board the train!" the conductor called.

Lily and Lucius broke apart and said goodbye one more time before she boarded the train.

As soon as she stepped on to the busy and bustling train, she smiled. Hogwarts was a place where she had real friends, she was whoever she wanted to be. Where know one knew about her past, about the hardships that plagued her so much at home. Of course, sometimes it was hard to seem perfect, but it was better than being friendless and alone.
She straitened out her grey pleated skirt and went to find her friends before she met with the Head Boy in a separate compartment at the front of the train.

Suddenly, she heard a cry from behind her.

"Lily!" Alice O'Connor shouted from behind her, "You're here at last! We were getting worried you'd never leave that Lucius boy behind!" Alice was always commenting on how Lily had an older boyfriend, which irked Lily to no end.

"Hi Alice! I just want to see the rest of the girls before heading off to the front compartment for the train ride." Alice had a questioning look on her face; she hadn't been told about Lily being Head Girl. "I need to discuss my duties with the Head Boy, because I'm Head Girl this year!"

"Lils! Congratulations! I bet the girls are going to be madly jealous. I mean, you know who the Head Boy is, right?"

Lily sighed, "James Potter, I know. He's too much of a trickster for me. And you know I have a boyfriend already." She rolled her eyes at her best friend and headed towards the compartment where the rest of her friends were.

After being greeted by the rest of her exuberant friends, she reluctantly left to go find James.

She found him at the first cabin on the right and settled down across from the shaggy, brown-haired boy that she would be spending most of her time with in the year to come.

A strange smell filled the air inside the train. Slowly, Lily stood up and grasped the handle on the door of the cabin to wait for the smell to subside. The handle was wet and slimy. She recoiled her hand in horror to see it covered in oozing boils.

James was half lying down on his seat in hysterics, lauging wildly. His chestnut brown hair flopped over his face as an attempt to hide his expressions from his furious House-mate.

Lily looked at him, an expression of mild distaste playing across her face, rather than the true loathing that she actually felt for him. She had to remain composed.

"Merlin," she muttered under her breath.