GOING POTTY

By Aphrodesiac

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT LILY

Chapter 1

LILY EVE BONE

Lily was a 6th year Slytherin. She was medium height, long, wavy dark brown hair and ice blue eyes. She had everything a girl could want, money, cool clothes, gorgeous looks, great body, ample bust. She was one of the most popular girls in Slytherin house, even Pansy Parkinson worshipped her. Anything she wanted, she got. Clothes, money, boys. Any boy she even looked at flirtaciously wanted her. She'd been with Zabini, Diggory, both the Weasley twins (though they would never admit that they'd gone out with a Slytherin) and, at this she shuddered, Ernie Macmilan…the latter when she was very young.

She carried her books into the great hall at breakfast and looked around. Quite a few Slytherin boys smiled and tried to catch her eye. She frwned and turned away. Slytherin boys were boring. All they wanted was sex and to erve the dark Lord. She wanted something new. Her eyes passed quickly over the hufflepuff table, where Ernie was gazing at her, his eyes vacant. She glanced at Ravenclaw, but shook her head, and turned to Gryffindor. Yes. She hadn't had Gryffindor in a while. But Who?

Her mind argued with itself over who to choose.

Why not Lee Jordan?

She glanced at the dreadlocked boy for a moment.

No…I feel like someone…younger.

Hmmm, younger. How about Seamus Finnigan?

No Way! I detest the Irish.

(author's note: sorry if you are Irish, I love Irish accents…it's Lily who hates Irish, not me ok.)

Well, if you're going to be picky. What about him?

Her eyes had fallen on a boy her age, with messy brown hair and round glasses. On his forehead was a lightning shaped scar, and he smiled as he talked with a freckly redheaded boy and a brown haired, tanned girl.

Yes…he'll do.

She sauntered over to the Slytherin table, smiling to herself.

He'll do nicely.

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