Lily is a little OOC.

Return Of The Evanettes.

Part One

E.V.A.N.S. L.I.L.Y. and the Name I Have Yet to Discover.

I sat in a armchair in the common room, technically not so much as sitting in the armchair as James Potter sitting in the armchair, and me sitting on his lap.

But, whatever.

I was reading a textbook about Merpeople I had found in the Library, and James was having a very detailed conversation with Sirius about Motorbikes. I think. It was all, engines this and wheels that.

And I didn't have a clue what they were on about anyway.

It was very late so when the Portrait Hole opened I felt obliged to jump up and scold the miscreants for being out of bed after hours. Even if this is what James does every night. But, I let him get away with it. Probably because I go along with him and I get to stick my tongue in his mouth.

James groaned as I left him, but I shot his a reassuring smile.

It was good to be loved.

I was just about to launch into a full on lecture when I noticed who it was who had came into the Common Room:

Elizabeth Lines.

Veronica Ice.

Abbie Lynch.

Natalie Yachts

And Sacha.

Whose last name I had yet to find out.

My mouth was open, but no words were coming out. Because these girls were pure evil.

The 'Evanettes' as they were once known, are a gang of pre-teen girls who are obsessed with James Potter. Who happens to be my boyfriend. So the reason why they hate me is so painfully obvious that everyone in the room usually stops and stares whenever we come within 10 metres of each other.

'Oh look.' Elizabeth sneered. 'If it isn't Miss Lily Evans.'

I gulped.

Elizabeth is the sort of leader of the group.

At least, she's the one that does all the talking. And is scary.

'Lily Evans.' The four other girls said. More like hissed.

It was actually quite frightening when they spoke at the same time like that.

I cleared my throat. 'Girls.' I started. 'You should not be roaming the halls after hours. It's against school rules.'

I was shaking a bit as I said this.

'Yeah, you tell them Lily.' James hadn't even looked up, but he was supporting me none the less.

They were not going to like that.

'Got him wrapped around your little finger havent you?' Elizabeth snarled. Then she laughed. A creepy, humourless laugh.

'Like she had usssss.' Veronica joined in. She actually did sound like she was hissing there.

'Yeah she did.' Natalie said.

All five of them glared at me.

I gulped again.

I tried to make myself taller by straightening my back and lifting my head.

At least I could see over the top of them now. Slightly.

They looked ridiculous.

The red dye they had put in it a few weeks ago still hadn't washed out, so now it was more of a ruddy-brown mess.

The mis-matching eyebrows didn't help their appearance.

'Lily, are you coming back over here any time soon?' James shouted, craning his head to try and see me.

'In a minute!' I yelled back.

'In a minute what Lily?' Elizabeth said again. 'In a minute are you going to go sit on his lap and kiss him like the little slut you are?'

My eyes widened. Whoa. I'd been seeing him for a few weeks, it was perfectly alright to act that way.

And I was sixteen! What has she been doing?

I had noticed some love bites on her neck..

'What about you, Lines? You're only eleven and there's some bite marks on your neck.'

She sneered again. 'Why yes, I have been getting more action than you. Thank you for noticing.'

What. The. Hell.

One second this girl is calling me a slut for kissing my boyfriend - who is sixteen along with me, by the way - and the next she's going on about her eleven year old self having parts of their skin being sucked into someone's mouth?

I didn't want to know where the rest of her body's been.

Elizabeth stepped up so she was nose to nose with me. 'What gives you the authority to tell me what to do?' she spat.

I stared right into her ice-queen eyes. 'I'm a Prefect.'

'I'm a Prefect!' came four identical voices.

Elizabeth smirked. 'You, Lily Evans, need a good -' she raised her hand and smacked it across my left cheek. '-Smack.'

My hand rushed to my burnt cheek; that had fucking HURT!

'Well. Lines.' My hand slid from my cheek to rest in a fist at my side. 'You need a good -' I lifted up my right fist and walloped her around the head with it. '- Punch.'

Her head reeled backwards, and when she faced me again, her eyes were full of cruelty and anger.

'Goodbye, wannabe.' I turned on my heel and headed back towards James and Sirius.

'Get her.' Was the low undertone I heard from behind me.

Suddenly, five bodies were on mine, pulling me to the floor.

They were biting, punching, kicking and scratching, all at a chance to hurt me.

One of then grabbed a fistful of my hair, and I tilted my head back and screamed.

'Lily?! Lily!' I heard James' voice above the shrieks of terror that were echoing from six girls. Who, I don't know.

All I know was that someone was biting my ankle, someone had a tight grip on my hair, someone was kicking me in the stomach, someone was punching my head and someone else was trying to break my nose by repeatedly standing on it.

'James!' I screamed, trying to fight my way off the floor.

It was impossible.

Tears were cascading down my face and I felt like I was going to be sick.

'Make it stop…make it stop…'

'STUIFY!'

a green light erupted from James' wand and five redheaded girls flew across the room.

'Bind!' James yelled, and all the girls were invisibly wrapped in a tight cord.

He offered his hand and I took it, feeling dizzy.

'Lily? Lily, are you OK? Do you need to see Madame Pomfrey?' James' worried eyes looked into mine, trying to find recognisation.

'No, no, James, I'm fine.' I tried to say, but all that came out was a croak.

'She'll be fine in the morning.' Sirius' voice came from somewhere. I have no idea where.

'Mhmmm…' James didn't seem convinced. 'Let me take you to bed.'

'Ha!' Someone cackled a distance away. 'We always knew she was a slut at heart, didn't we girls?'

Four mumbled yeses greeted her answer.

I gritted my teeth and mouthed, 'Bite me.' but it was wasted.

James grabbed my arm and slipped it around his shoulders. 'C'mon, Lily.'

He walked me as far as the stairs.

'Er…I cant get up there. Hang on.'

He whipped out his wand; 'Accio, broomstick!'

With a whipping sound, James' broom appeared next to him.

'There you go.' he said.

He made the broom hover midair, and he picked me up and put me on it, taking my hands and wrapping them around the front and back.

He kissed me goodnight, and whispered, 'sweet dreams.' Before he charmed the broom to carry me up to my dorm.

Await next chapter

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