Meridith Booth is a 24 year old American woman who loves chocolate and reading Harry Potter fanfiction. Driving home drunk from a party, she dies in a car crash. She's given a second chance, waking up in an "alternate universe" that's oddly familiar but completely different and darker than what she imagined.

It's shocking enough to wake up in the Wizarding World of the Harry Potter franchise, but not nearly as heart attack inducing as looking into the mirror and seeing a completely different person staring back at you.

During her seventh year, 17 year old Lily Evans is killed when Dark Wizards raid Hogsmeade. Meridith wakes up in Lily's body, amidst the chaos. Lost and disoriented, Meridith is saved by James Potter. Now Meridith must learn how to control her accidental magic, pass her N.E.W.T.S., deal with the overprotective James Potter and his Marauders, steer clear of reflective surfaces, and avoid the broody Severus Snape, all while desperately trying to find a way back home.

War is raging, though, and Meridith has no choice but to accept the inevitable. She's stuck here, for the rest of her life. And Lily Potter didn't live past the age of 21…

Snapshots of Meridith's life and those around her as she assumes the role of Lily Potter, and the affect she has on the Wizarding World.

Meridith suffers from Eisoptrophobia, a fear of her own reflection, because she has the physical appearance of Lily Evans.
Warnings: Character Death, depression, mention of thoughts of suicide.

Disclaimer: James Potter, Lily Evans/Potter, and any other recognizable characters are created and owned by J.K. Rowling, and I do not claim any ownership over them or the world of Harry Potter. No profit is made from this. It is merely for entertainment purposes only. Meridith Booth was created by me as a tool to play in the Harry Potter world with.


America
October, 2013

Meridith Booth swayed dangerously, before face planting right into the wall. Several pictures were knocked to the floor, but she did not notice, too busy trying to right herself. In her alcohol induced state, she felt no pain, which was probably a good thing.

"Shit." The word came out unbidden, slurred, and slow.

She stood frozen for a moment, hand against the wall, as she attempted to regain her balance. Part of her knew she should have just stayed in the bed, next to the snoring stranger, but she just couldn't. It didn't feel right, not after what had happened.

True, she'd been willing, she drunkenly argued with herself as she stumbled toward the front door, but how much of a fight could a drunken woman really have put up? This was not how she had planned on losing her virginity. Drunk off her ass and barely able to hold her head up.

If she had been sober, she'd have been lamenting the loss of her virginity and the choice of partner, but thankfully she wasn't. There'd be time for regrets later. She just wanted to get home and crash in her own bed.

Why did she have to come to this stupid party anyway? Stupid Rob, forcing her to be social. He was her best friend. He knew how antisocial she was. Besides, weren't they too old for these crazy ass parties where people run around naked wearing lampshades on their head? Wasn't that the type of party 18 year old frat boys went to? They were 24, by god!

Then again, she reminded herself as she continued to rely on the wall for support, the guy she'd had sex with before she'd passed out probably was an 18 year old frat boy. With that thought, Meridith groaned and pushed away from the wall. Yep, she really needed to get home.

Not even thinking about what a stupid, stupid thing she was doing, the young woman searched for her purse. Finding it in the trashed living room, she dug her car keys from within and made her way out of the house. The crisp night air hit her, clearing her lungs, and she felt instantly sobered and refreshed.

"I can do this, no problem," she told herself, as she stumbled her way to her vehicle.

With that burst in confidence, Meridith Booth made the worst mistake in her short life. Twenty minutes after she had stumbled out of the door, an ambulance was rushing her toward the hospital, sirens screeching desperately.

She died in route to the emergency room.