Lily and Daisy Evans stood right in front of one another, palms pressed flat against the other's. It could have been that one of the girls was standing in front of a mirror, touching the glass.
Both girls had long, bright red hair, startling emerald eyes, and were wearing white tank tops with cut-off jeans. They were about eleven years old, and most defiantly twins. The only difference was the necklaces the girls wore.
Daisy was wearing one with a white daisy, and Lily one with a white lily. The two girls looked solemn, but thrilled at the same time.
"Lily Marie Evans, I swear to you that I will never turn my back on you, not here, not at Hogwarts, no matter what happens."
"Daisy Lynn Evans, I swear to you that I will never turn my back on you, not here, not at Hogwarts."
With that, the two girls hugged.
A fifteen year old Lily woke up from this dream with tears brimming in her eyes.
That had been the day Lily and Daisy had gotten their letters from Hogwarts at the beginning of July. Who would have guessed what happened only a month later.
Lily wiped the tears from her eyes, and walked into the bathroom to get ready for the school day, careful so not to disturb her slumbering dorm mates.
She turned on the shower, letting the warm water flow over her for a bit.
She considered the dream she had. It wasn't the first of Daisy she had had since she started Hogwarts, and it was defiantly one of the happiest.
How could it not be happy when the girls found out they had magic?
Lily finished getting ready, not looking forward to the day ahead of her. It was mid-November, only a few days after the fourth year's birthday.
Lily hadn't got anything but a card from her parents with a new book as far as presents goes.
Since she hadn't made friends at this school, no one knew when her birthday was. Most people didn't even pay any attention to her.
When she had first arrived at Hogwarts, she had been withdrawn, not really talking to anyone. It had surprised her that she'd been made a Gryffindor, since she didn't think of herself as brave.
The first September first that Lily had ever been on the Hogwarts Express had been difficult….
"Lily, be careful," her mother whispered as she hugged Lily tightly. Lily gave a pathetic excuse for a smile, and headed onto the train.
It seemed weird to be leaving her mother and sister all alone only a month after it happened.
Lily pulled her stuff into an empty compartment, and sat staring out the window. Her mother and sister had already left. She just stared out at the people, thinking about how she should be sitting with Daisy right now, giggling about finally going to Hogwarts.
She was interrupted from her thought when she heard a knock at her compartment door. Two boys and a girl stood there, two of them holding owls.
"Can we sit here?" the girl asked. The girl was quite pretty, with raven colored hair falling to right below her chin. She had hazel eyes framed by glasses. Lily nodded.
They all settled into the compartment without saying anything. The girl was the first one to speak. "My name's Jezebel Potter and this is my brother James," she said, pointing the guy who hadn't been holding an owl. He looked just like his sister.
"I'm Sirius Black," the other boy said. He had shaggy black hair, and gray eyes.
"My name's Lily Evans."
"Are you a first year? We all are," Jezebel asked. "You forgot to mention this is your second time as a first year, Jez," James told his sister.
Lily nodded her head. She missed Daisy and Dad so much, it hurt.
The other three children kept trying to include her in the conversations, but she never seemed to reply in more then a shake of the head, or shrug of the shoulders.
By the time they reached the school, they thought the girl was weird. She sat with them in a boat, and they all were sorted into the same House, but she barely said anything. They kept trying to be her friend, along with the other Gryffindor first years, but they gave up after a week.
Lily's flashback ended, and she felt tears brimming again this morning. She quickly got rid of them, knowing the other girls would soon be in the bathroom.
She headed out of the bathroom, and passed Jezebel, but the two didn't really acknowledge the other. It wasn't like they hated each other, but Lily just never talked to anyone.
Back in the dormitory, she saw that Alina Jones, her only other dorm mate, was already up and ready. With curly black hair reaching towards her lower back, and bright blue eye, she was quite good looking. It was no wonder Remus fancied her.
The two didn't talk, though Alina was a kind person, not that Jezebel wasn't. Alina had a habit of staying out of a person's way if she didn't know them that well.
Alina was best friends with Jezebel and the Marauders, and wasn't the type to let people get away with insulting her or her friends.
Lily suddenly had a memory of the day that had changed her life for ever, and it hadn't been a good thing.
"We're off!" Daisy called as her and Lily sat in the backseat of their family's car as their dad pulled out of the driveway. They were going to visit Aunt Iris, but their Mum had to stay home with Petunia, who was sick.
They were approaching Aunt Iris's street, when another car, a bigger one, came out of nowhere. It was speeding, and clearly not paying attention to where it was going.
It barreled into the side of the car where Daisy and their father were sitting. They didn't even have time to scream before they died from the impact. Lily felt like her heart snapped in two seeing the limp and bloody bodies of her twin and her dad.
"No!" she screeched. "Daisy, Dad, don't leave me! Come back! Come back, I need you!" Lily was crying. She had been there for half an hour when her Aunt Iris, along with an ambulance, arrived. Lily went with her aunt, while the others went in the ambulance.
That was the last time Lily ever saw the two people most dear to her.
A/N
So sad……
Oh well. I really have to stop it with sad and lonely Lilys. It's depressing me. Oh, wait, that's not what's depressing me. I'm depressed since I hate everyone in my classes!
Alina is actually James n Lily r in Love, a talented writer. Since she was the second person to ever comment myself, she gets a spot in this story, and maybe even another, if people seem to like her character.
How do you pronounce your name, anyway? Is it like Ah-lean-a or Ah-line-a or what?
The first three people who comment me will be put in my stories. And maybe if you ask nicely, at a time when I'm not a bitch, I'll put you in as well. Oh, wait, I'm always a bitch.
Tough luck for you!
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