A/N: I don't own Harry Potter, or any other books, movies, or TV series that may appear in this story, besides do you think I would be writing fanfiction if I did?
3rd Pov
Lilith Rose Evans-Potter was a very strange girl by most people's standards. She was a slight thing, weighing at only seven stones and only toping 4''6', with ruby red hair that fell in curls around her heart shaped face. Her eyes were a breathtaking emerald green that almost seemed to stop your heart when she was angry. She was very intelligent, passing all her classes with ease, and spending her free time reading books, volunteering at the animal shelter where the animals all loved her, or just taking nature walks.
For all that was good about her there was one glaringly obvious fault. She had no friends, and no desire for them. That is what leads us to what is strange about her. For one her clothes, she mainly wears reds, purples, and black, and she always wears the same dark blue cloak, that clasped at the neck area with an actual sapphire, and slightly flared out at the bottom when she walked. Next, she could talk to animals, and actually understand their responses. Mammals, birds, reptiles, amphibians, insects, and even fish. Knowing this it should be no surprise that she is a vegetarian. And, perhaps the strangest thing about her, is that she could change how she looked. Every part of her body, from her head to her toes, was hers to change as she willed.
Moving on from Lilith we get to her caretaker, aunt, and protector, Petunia Marigold Evans. She had originally been jealous of Lilith's mother, Lily, for having magic while she didn't, but once she had confronted her about it, at the age of 25, she realized it as much of a curse as a blessing, for her sister had been plopped right in the middle of civil war and to top it off was pregnant. She reconciled with her sister, and shortly thereafter Lily and her Husband were killed by man behind the civil war, in their own home after being betrayed by someone thought to be a friend, Lilith being the only survivor. She was placed on Petunia's doorstep in the dead of night, left until Petunia woke up the next morning. She had taken Lilith in despite her husband's protests, and things snowballed from there. Petunia had eventually divorced her husband, abandoning the name Dursley to become an Evans once again.