Lily Evans (
lilium_evansiae) wrote2011-12-17 10:44 pm
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2 January 1977, King's Cross Station
Lily has always, in some ways, been happy to go back to Hogwarts when term begins again. She misses Hogwarts, misses her friends, misses magic, misses that whole ever-more-significant piece of her life.
And, this particular break, she has also missed James.
(Speaking of ever-more-significant pieces of her life.)
So, as much as she loves her parents, as much as she enjoys being home and spending time with them, it's with a certain amount of relief that Lily steps through the barrier, two steps ahead of her father, and onto Platform 9 3/4.
She might be standing up on her toes, just a bit, trying to get a better look at the crowd of students and parents waiting next to the Hogwarts Express.
And, this particular break, she has also missed James.
(Speaking of ever-more-significant pieces of her life.)
So, as much as she loves her parents, as much as she enjoys being home and spending time with them, it's with a certain amount of relief that Lily steps through the barrier, two steps ahead of her father, and onto Platform 9 3/4.
She might be standing up on her toes, just a bit, trying to get a better look at the crowd of students and parents waiting next to the Hogwarts Express.
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"And — ah, Dad. This is Lily. My girlfriend."
Harold Potter nods, a lopsided smile reaching his lips. "Yes," he says. "I gathered that from the rather enthusiastic reunion.
"It's nice to meet you, Lily."
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"It's very nice to meet you, too, Mr Potter."
And since it's not polite to neglect your parents, Lily turns to her own dad, as well.
(She doesn't let go of James' hand, though.)
"Dad, this my boyfriend, James, and his father, Harold Potter."
Adrian holds his hand out to the other man. "Adrian Evans."
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He smiles.
"Nice to meet you as well, Adrian," he says, before his smile widens with a touch of amusement. "It seems that my son is quite taken by your daughter."
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James can do nothing else but smile at the moment, wishing his father would simply stop talking.
This is absolutely his father getting back for ignoring him earlier, isn't it.
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"I think this is probably the point at which Dad tells you he heard a lot about James over break."
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"Though in fairness to my daughter, my wife did ask her a lot of questions about him.
"It's very nice to meet you, James."
He does feel a bit as if he knows you already.
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And it is.
Even if he's feeling like this could go just as embarrassingly as it had when their mothers met, and his mum tried to get a whole lot of information out of Lily.
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"Much to James' embarrassment, I'm sure."
He exchanges a look with his son before grinning.
"Nevertheless, I hope you had a pleasant holiday. It's always nice to get the family together again."
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Adrian nods. "Yes, it is.
"I always have a moment when I consider not sending her back, when Lily comes home."
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"And speaking of that, I probably need to go check in with the other prefects now."
She (a little reluctantly) lets go of James' hand.
"I'll send you an owl when I get there," she tells her Dad, reaching up to kiss his cheek. Adrian nods, and Lily turns back to Mr Potter. "It was nice to meet you."
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James, seeing the opportunity, immediately swoops down to take Lily's bag. "Here. Let me help you," he says.
Because there is no way he wants to be left with the fathers. Particularly if there are any further embarrassing questions and topics to be discussed.
And, honestly, he isn't sure he's ready to let Lily go just yet. (At least, not until she does meet up with the other prefects.)
"I'll owl you too, Dad," James says, momentarily turning back.
"Of course," Mr Potter says. "Have a good term, James."
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Lily looks over at James.
"Oh, dear. D'you get that feeling that doesn't bode well?"
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(His father could never refuse a cup of tea.)
"I'd like to think my dad won't be as horrible as my mum when it comes to embarrassing me, but he's shown a hidden talent for it."
He raises an eyebrow at Lily.
"And that worries me."
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"What are you going to worry my dad's going to tell him?
"Anything I should know?"
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"Parents talking about me make me nervous. It's automatic."
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(He is also ridiculously cute when he's nervous.)
"I guess we'll just have to conspire back, then," Lily says. "But maybe not right at this moment."
They have better things to talk about than their dads right now, don't they?
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But conspiring back? He can definitely get on board with that. He's a Marauder, after all.
He starts to smile.
"This break felt oddly far too long."
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"Speaking of which ... " Lily pauses to grin at her boyfriend " ... I saw in the Prophet that you didn't manage to escape the Minister for Magic's Christmas party, with the dancing ice sculptures and the special performance by Celestina Warbeck ... "
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He does groan.
"Don't remind me, Lily. It was ... a nightmare. An inescapable nightmare."
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"Though I am now picturing that involving your having to be very James Bond about it all -- sneaking down corridors and disabling alarms and jumping out windows to abseil down the walls of the house and all.
"Did Black go with you, or did he talk his way out of that one?"
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He shrugs in a very, 'That's Sirius' sort of way.
"That didn't please his family, of course. After all, he's supposed to set a proper example."
He's sure he doesn't have to explain what 'proper example' means in High Society during the midst of a blood war.
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"Or the third.
"Or the thirtieth.
"Not in that way, anyway."
If Lily had to guess, she's guess that the eldest son of the House of Black goes a bit out of his way to be 'improper', honestly.
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James nods.
"Definitely not in that way," he agrees, stepping up to the train cabin doors and allowing Lily to climb up first. "I reckon they think he'll catch on eventually, have a 'change of heart' as it were."
He rolls his eyes.
"Right. As if that'll ever happen. The bloke is about as stubborn as anyone can be."
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Lily steps onto the train and just far enough down the corridor to give James room to follow her.
"We got lucky, didn't we, you and I? With our parents? Habit of embarassing us on train platforms, aside.
"But I mean, I could have a dad who didn't let me go off to Hogwarts, and you could have a dad who didn't accept when my dad offered to buy him a cup of tea."
There are a lot of pureblood out there who wouldn't have, after all.
Halfbloods, too.
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"My dad doesn't care about the whole blood purity thing," he says, shrugging. "He never really did.
"Your dad is obviously a decent bloke, and that's all there is to it."
He pauses.
"Actually, your dad's more than decent. He's brilliant. Because he did let you go off to Hogwarts."
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"He really is. He and Mum both. They not only accept that their younger daughter is a Witch, they think it's wonderful.
"And your parents seem brilliant, too.
"We got lucky."
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He brings her hand up to his lips and presses a kiss against her knuckles.
"With more than just our parents, really."
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"I see the happy couple's been reunited."
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But he's her boyfriend's best mate, so she's going to make an effort.
Dammit.
"Hello, Black," Lily says, cheerfully. "Did you have a good holiday?"
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He smiles a little.
"It was brilliant. 'Spent most of it at James', after all."
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"That's right," he says, nodding.
"Although you were a little moody for most of it."
Just saying.
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Sorry, Black. She's not all that impressed with the grey eyes, no matter what 'a number of girls' have thought of them. She's rather more partial to hazel.
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That's what James would do, right? He's his best friend, after all.
"So." A little awkwardly: "How was your holiday, then?"
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"Though I can't really say I'm all that sorry it's over.
"Though I also can't really say I'm looking forward to whatever Grindstaff is going to have waiting for us when we get back."
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James shakes his head.
"It'll be all right, Lily."
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"But if he did, I know there are probably some leftover dungbombs under my bed that we could use."
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Because ... well, it's Grindstaff. You don't do things like that in his class.
Not if you want to live to graduate.
"Right," she says. "Well, I guess I'll leave you two to that, then, and go check in with Fenton and Iphigenia."
Lily leans over to kiss James for maybe half a second longer than is exactly appropriate with Black standing there.
"See you soon, James," she says, taking her suitcase back.
She nods to his best friend. "Black."