Author: the-girl-who-lived
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and co. does not belong to me but to the wonderful J.K Rowling. I could never come up with anything even those to as remarkable.
Summary: Lily Evans is paired with the one person she hates the most... James Potter for an assignment at Hogwarts called One-Month-Marriage. OoTP spoilers. Please r/r!
A/n: (shortened version) Yes my story is finally up and running. But I am at my uncle's house putting this up since I can't figure out how to load on Microsoft Word on my computer at home. So even though I have the first three chapters written and most of the story planned out my updates will be delayed since I have no Microsoft Word at home. I'll have frequent updates on when the next part of the story will be up on my bio and you can email me. Thanks!
2nd A/n: (If you love long author notes read this!!!): I came up with this story quite a long time ago and fanfiction took the story off this website because I had a swear word on my summary. My fault I know. Anyways I came up with this story after seeing a girl with one of those fake babies from school and I thought about how much of a great idea it would be to write a story about Lily and James and how they wound up together. Then I went on to figure out that they should be married and added a few other twists along the ways. Don't worry I won't stop writing this story. I'm absolutely positive and very determined that I will stay at least two chapters ahead of what I have posted and only post every few days so I don't feel to overwhelmed what with school and everything I do after school. I might even add a few contests along the way. I hope you enjoy the story. Oh and please review you don't have to say a lot just if you like it or not. Thanks!
Prologue: To a Spiteful Love
Life is so crazy isn't it? It seems one day you're one way and your values are one way and then the next you are completely changed. Especially with me, two years ago my life seemed so much simpler and was filled with my endless love and devotion for Derek and now I have turned my back on love and all it's fairytales. How can one person change so much in such a short amount of time? My brain is on fire trying to figure out the reason for this. Every time I meet someone new I have to wonder hopelessly about what they were like two years ago. Do people change just because of one event... one life changing moment? Is the answer as simple as that? Oh, how I can sit pondering this endlessly. With me I have changed so much due to love leaving my heart in shambles.
Has love left me empty of it's promises and happiness because I think this way? Am I not pretty enough? Ever since I was a little girl in the muggle world I have dreamed of looking like one of the models on a billboard or that beautiful girl in a movie that seemed to represent everything I have ever wanted in life. How cruel fate is to have left me not nearly as beautiful as one of those girls. Perhaps that is why the love found in fairy tales has closed it's doors to me.
I am alone in these thoughts though and I know this because love and beauty has found everyone else one way or another and therefore all the happiness they could ever need. While everyone else wants nothing more than to go party just to get drunk, I want nothing but these answers. To everyone else I appear just like them. How they can look past this common misconception is beyond me? It seems as clear as the sun on a cloudless day. Whenever someone looks at me intently for a minute or so I fear that they have found out the truth.
And one other thing how can they possibly think I care about their common gossip. How can they think that I actually care about what clothing style is in or not? Or whether or not someone has lied about their sexual promiscuity. Why should it matter to me if someone has had sex or not? Is knowing whether or not someone has made out really suppossed to affect my opinion of them? I am no prude but I could care less! How can people care about such a thing when Voldemort is out there killing people left and right? Do these things have to matter to me if I want love to give me a love found in fairy tales?
Why has love turned away from me like a backstabbing friend? Love has seemed to me since I was a child as a wonderful fairy tale filled with serenades sung by handsome princes who save their beautiful princesses from wicked witches and dragons. No one ever told me that love can be as evil as that witch or dragon and leave you with nothing but emptiness in the pit of your stomach and it can never be filled and made complete by any amount of food. Believe me I have tried. My broken heart has left me with this feeling countless times.
This common feeling has left me deserting love forever. Instead of wondering if that gorgeous guy at a bar is my prince charming here to sweep me away from my nightmare I instead wonder if it would even be worth going out with him. The chances seem against me that I would find the love that I had with Derek yet again. Why I allowed myself to be open to such heartbreak is beyond me? Now the very thought of feeling love in my heart is treacherous and at the first sign I push it away.
For love truly is a backstabbing friend. At first it makes all it's glorious promises and soon you end up trusting it. Then when you are at your most vulnerable state it leaves you with a broken heart that can never fully mended. Not even after months of hoping and praying at night that the next morning you will have forgotten your love for that person. Then when you make up in the morning you cry because it is there yet again.
How love can act as some sort of God is beyond me? Picking and choosing as it pleases who is worthy enough to affiliate with it's wondrous self? Love I spit on you and your deceiving ways that have left me empty for an eternity. I promise to never again leave my heart open to your deluding ways.
Goodbye forever
Unfair Love:
Lily Evans
Of course Lillian Evans didn't know how soon she would have to break this promise to her deceiving love.
A/n: Please review and give me some ideas if you think my writing was absolutely horrible. Thanks!
The-girl-who-lived