Finally Being A Normal Teen

[ashers]

Lily shook her head while she was frowning. “No I don’t think it’s right though. Jealous or afraid or whatever, if you invite someone into your house you should be nice and kind to them, and not be grateful that they just gave you a room.” She said as she shook her head. “It’s not right.” She said.

A smile spread onto Lily’s face and she nodded, proud of him, though being confused at the feeling of pride. She smiled. “It’s better to just get it out of the way.” She said simply. “Or at least that’s what I’m told. Just don’t go on and on about it or anything.” She added as she thought about how James Potter had continued to ask her out over and over again. She rolled her eyes at the thought.

“Yeah but there’s a difference between having fun and acting like complete idiots, and trying to get on my nerves and everything.” She said with another roll of her eyes. “I swear half the time I think they do it just to bother me.” She said as she rubbed her hand through her hair slowly and combed out the ends with her fingers.

When he spoke of being an auror she smiled and nodded. “Same here.” She said as she nodded. “Better to help out where we can with this war than just sit back and take it.” She said before thinking curiously. “Never thought of working with dragons or curse breaking though. Really if there wasn’t a war I think I’d be after Professor Flitwick’s job. Charms is one of my favourite subjects.” She said with a slight grin.

Lily looked at Harry amused. “Okay, how do you know about him being a half-blood? I only found out because I’m Slughorn’s favourite pupil and he was blabbering on about it a while ago.” She said with a roll of her eyes. A sudden feeling of dread washed through her. “Please tell me you aren’t like…aspiring to be like him, or aspiring to go after him or anything. That would not be good.” She said.

Lily looked at the boy in front of her shocked and slightly concerned. “What the hell have you been through in your life?” She asked as she shook her head. “It seems like you’ve already had far too many adventures, by the time you’re twenty you’ll have more stories than any of the old witches and wizards down at The Leaky Cauldron.” She said with a slightly teasing tone to her voice.

[Harry James Potter]

Harry sighed, feeling that the Dursleys weren't that bad. They were terrible, but not that bad. At least they didn't give him away or just let him die. "I wasn't invited at all, really. I-I kind of was left on their doorstep, Lily," Harry explained, wondering why he was standing up for them, "They were afraid of me being a wizard, and... well... They were just shoved into taking care of me." He really didn't want Lily to think that bad of Petunia or Vernon, even if they were terrible to him, because when Harry thought about it, he really did appreciate what they had done for him. He was here, breathing and living, even if a bit malnourished when he was at their house. He still didn't consider the Dursley's place home though. That would be Hogwarts from the instant he arrived until now, and he was sure it would continue to be like that, at least until he graduated.

Harry forced back a chuckle to himself, remembering what Remus and Sirius had said about his parents and how the heck those two even got together. "I promise, I won't. I wouldn't want her to think of me as a toerag, or something," Harry stated, again holding back a small laugh, but not managing to not smile. He really wanted to explain everything to her, and how he knew so much (yet so little) about her and James, and Sirius, and Remus, and even Peter Pettigrew.

"I think it's probably just to get your attention. You know, I bet one of them likes you, and you wouldn't pay attention to which ever one that is, otherwise. Any attention is good attention," Harry suggested, trying not to reveal too much about what he knows about her. Harry wanted to offer her advice, just as she had given him regarding Ginny Weasley.

Harry's smile slowly faded slightly, thinking about how she never got to have that job that she wanted. "It's too bad Voldemort has to cause so much trouble... it would make things so much simpler," Harry replied with a sigh. If only, if only. But of course everything had to be terrible, because of him.

"No! Oh Merlin No!" Harry began pausing a for only a moment, "I am not aspiring to be like that monster. When I moved here and found out about Voldemort, I wanted to gather as much information as possible in order to bring him down." He felt terrible, and felt it was a terrible explanation. Why did he have to be such an idiot like this?

"You don't even know the half of it," Harry sighed, with a small smile returning to his face, as it had faded a little while ago, "People tell me that. It seems that I am a trouble magnet or something." He really felt like one sometimes. Something terrible happened every single year, and those he cared about usually got hurt or something like that.