A/N: This is my first jily fic so please dont hate me if its awful because im really trying!

DISCLAIMER: if you regonise it its probably not mine it will belong to JK Rowling :)

The rain cast a bleak setting over the valleys and hills, the grey skies almost silver, casting a shadow along the vast countryside. A horse and carriage made its way down a small uneven path where leafy tendrils clawed at the edges of its muddy wheels as it went along. It eventually pulled up at a set of large gates that took the coachman a good minute to prise open, before heading down the gravel path past a long garden that the greyness only seemed to illuminate with a strange glow that only highlight the vivid colours of the flowers it contained. Upon pulling up to the large manor, the coachman assisted the carriage's occupant and carried her things inside through the heavy oak doors. The building was long and near three stories high at the tours situated at each end, reaching to triangular tips, the big red bricks were glistening from the heavy downpour but the vitality of the building was not lost on Lily Evans as she hurried inside.

She had been asked by the Potter family not two weeks ago to join them as their new Governess. Lily's mother had know the previous one who had gone off to marry, whilst Lily was an educated middle class eighteen year old girl she had not been to thrilled at the prospect of the job upon first indication.

"You should be lucky it is most likely the only job you'll ever receive." Her older sister Petunia had sneered. "Why you couldn't have just found a rich man to marry like I did with Vernon I'll never understand."

"Perhaps, Tuney, it is because I prefer books and intellect. That which you find silly or un-lady like, I may just take the job Mother." Lily nodded in the direction of her mother, pulling the book she was reading close to her chest.

"Well, it better not be in the city, I will not have people thinking my sister is a freak who does not uphold true values" Petunia huffed and rose from her chair where she had been sewing, putting her fabric and needle down she left the room, to help their one maid prepare the food.

"This family, who are they?" Lily enquired.

"The Potters?" Mrs Evans replied. "Oh they are a wonderful family, they live in a beautiful house out in the country or at least it seems it from Hattie's" –the previous governess- "description. There's five children in total and-"

"FIVE?!" Lily thought the idea absurd; there was no way she would be able to look after five children on a daily basis.

"Yes, the two eldest boys are off at college, not much older than you darling. Their only girl must be nearing sixteen by now surely, but their two young boys were the children Hattie often spoke of. Shall I correspond with the family that you would be happy to accept the offer?"

"I am not sure I will be right for the job, but marriage isn't a fond option either. I shall take the job on the condition I can take my new Holmes book" Mrs Evans smiled fondly at her daughter and nodded before heading toward her desk and beginning her letter to Mrs Dorea Potter.

"Oh, Lily, I also forgot to mention, I told them you would be joining them in two weeks time, they should send a carriage to collect you and your things on the morning of that Thursday."

Please let me know what you think and whether its worth writing more!