What I Love About You #183
Your determination. You pursue what you want, and never back down.
Lily looked confusedly at the parchment in her hands. This was strange. What did it mean? That someone here loved something about her? That couldn't be true. The only person in here who loved her was Alice, and that was only friendly. What I love about you. Hmm. Who could possibly have sent that? She scanned the table. Everyone was immersed in chatter, and shoveling down breakfast. Nobody paid any attention to her surveillance. She tucked the note in her pocket, and abandoned her breakfast. Swinging her bag over her shoulder, she said to Alice, "See you in Potions," and strode out of the Great Hall.
What I Love About You #69
How intelligent you are. You always know the answers, and you are always the first to learn.
This was the note that awaited Lily on her desk when she arrived in the classroom. She read it over again, and again. She strained her memory for familiar handwriting, but could not think of who had written it. Stumped, she folded it up, and placed it with her other note. The rest of the class trooped in, and took their seats. "Alright, today we are going to be concocting a potion called Elixir to induce Euphoria. Chop, chop! It takes an hour to stew!" Slughorn announced. Lily gathered her ingredients together, and began to add them to her cauldron. She was still mulling over who could have sent her those messages. Who could love an unpopular little know-it-all, who patrolled corridors at night to ensure that nobody was out after hours, and confiscated their magical jokes? Who could love Miss Evans, girl who stood up for Slytherins, who had her nose in a book, and never had "fun". Who?