CHAPTER 1: The First Day of August

Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling, so I obviously don't own anything she brilliantly came up with. I do, however, like to imagine what the rest of her world is like.

This had quite possibly been the worst summer Lily had ever spent. After coming home from Hogwarts, Petunia had ignored her for the most part. When she wasn't being ignored by her sister, Lily was being screamed at by her sister.

Lily didn't know what was worse. So, she spent her holiday owling her friends, Alice Prewett, Emma Hall, and Sophia White.

Alice Prewett was a quiet, gentle, and forgiving person. She was also the voice of reason an was very motherly. She had her pick of boys, and was dating Frank Longbottom ever since halfway through last year. Alice had long, curly light brown hair and hazel eyes. Alice had occational all out chocolate fests that left her on a huge sugar high and turned her into a teenage bouncy girl.

Emma Hall was the baby of the group. She was the second top girl in the year. She was sweet and innocent and easily hurt. She had had a huge crush on Remus ever since fifth year, but didn't want him to ever know, and she rarely dated anyone.

Sophia White had the looks, the body, the brains, and the guys. She was the girl who dated for fun. She was light-hearted and enjoyed life and definitely lived life to the fullest. She was a pranking mastermind to rival the maurauders and therefore was always in trouble.

It was the day before seventh year at Hogwarts, and lily was all packed- for the most part. No. she was barely packed at all.

That was expected on lily's part.

Just then, a large black owl soared into her window. It hopped onto her desk and lily took it into her arms.

"Hey, Sable. How was the trip. What did he send this time?" she asked the owl, stroking its feathers.

Sable promptly stuck out his leg for her. Lily untied the letter and scanned the contents.

Dearest Lilyflower,

I'm just letting you know how much I miss you. I am looking forward to tomorrow, and I know you are too. I love you beyond all measure. Your eyes sparkle and shine, oh how I wish you were mine. Hey Lily, would you please go on the Hogsmeade trip the first weekend with me? (Even if you don't, I'll still follow you.)

All my love,

James Potter

P.S. Say hello to Peter and Ann for me and tell them I'll see them tomorrow.

Lily frowned and crumpled up the note. Her frown deepened as she thought of all the other notes that had met the same fate as the one still in her hands. In fact, her waste basket under her desk was full of the last week's notes.

Someday soon, she was going to kill that boy.

Potter,

Stop sending me letters. I will make you pay when we get back to school. Do not talk to me tomorrow on the platform, nor stalk me on the train. Do not prank me, my friends, or people surrounding us. Tell Black that the same applies to him.

Lily Evans

Lily signed her response, reread it, and tied it to Sable's leg. She patted Sable on the head and watched him fly off into the horizon until he disappeared.

Lily knew her note would have no effect on anything Potter decided to do to her tomorrow. Still, it was worth a try.

A high-pitched, shrill scream came from downstairs.

"LILY!"Her mother shouted, "Come down here quick, please!"

Lily bounded down the two sets of stairs from her loft room on the third floor. When she reached the kitchen, she almost doubled over in laughter.

A school issue barn owl was sitting in the middle of the kitchen table picking cheerios out of her sister's breakfast cereal bowl. Petunia was staring at it, eyes wide, and shrilly screaming. Her father sat across from Petunia and was trying to hide his laughter behind the day's newspaper. It was not working very well.

Lily's mother stood in the doorway, trying to convince Petunia that the owl was all right and it was not going to or even had the slightest intention of hurting her for her cereal.

When Lily reached her mother, her mother simply pointed. Lily could see very well the problem. Moreover, a quite easily accomplished solution.

So, acting like the mature almost seventeen year old that she was, Lily doubled over laughing.

Finally, she straightened up and walked over to the owl and picked it up. It hooted happily and stuck out the small parcel and an envelope with Hogwart's seal on it and launched its self out the window.

Petunia's screams stopped only when the owl was a tiny speck far off on the horizon.

"Well I'm glad you find my fears amusing, dear sister, but ordinary people who aren't freakish like you don't like owls much."Petunia said nastily

"Are you seriously calling yourself normal and me a freak again? I already realize you say that frequently."Lily retorted.

Petunia got up from her chair noisily and stomped over to put the rest of her cereal into the sink and stormed out, flipping her hair behind her.

Lily opened the letter she had in her hand and quickly scanned its contents.

Dear Lily,

I am pleased to inform you that you have been selected for the position of Head Girl this year. Head students are expected to be a role model for all students and are in charge of activities this year as well as directing the prefects and patrolling the castle. We wish you good luck and heartfelt congratulations.

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry

She screamed in excitement and handed the letter to her waiting father. Meanwhile, Lily bounced up and down in place and continued screaming in happiness. She went over and hugged her mother,

"MUM! I MADE HEAD GIRL!"she screamed excitedly.

After sending notes to her three best friends, Lily packed her trunk with her books and robes and potion supplies for the year. As a surprise, her parents took her into Diagon Alley to the Owl Emporium and bought her a petite reddish owl with piercing green eyes and fluffy feathers. It was about the size of Lily's hand.

"I am going to name you Rory. My red king. You do seem very dignified, don't you."Lily said.

Lily took Rory home after purchasing the necessary supplies, and continued her slow, relaxed packing and reading.

Petunia, of course, freaked out.

"THERE IS A FREAKING OWL IN THE HOUSE MUM!"Petunia screeched.

"Yes, dear. It is Lily's owl. Lily will be taking it with her to Hogwarts so it will be gone by tomorrow. His name is Rory; did you want to pet him?"Mum replied warily.

"NO I FREAKING DON'T! GET IT AWAY FROM ME!" This last comment was followed by a louder shriek that could be heard down the street. Apparently, Rory had inched closer to Petunia and hooted.

Lily hurriedly took away the bird from her mother's hands and raced him upstairs to the safety of her own room. She sat down and wrote out three notes for each of her friends introducing Rory to them, and sent them off through her bedroom window a few minutes later.

She changed into her pajamas and collapsed on her bead, and leafed through her textbook on Advanced Potion Making until she fell asleep, the book still on her head.