The Story of Lily Evans

by XXJilyForeverXX

If someone had told me I would marry James Christopher Potter one day, I would roll on the floor and laugh my head off. And if someone said that one day my son would defeat the Dark Lord I would tell them they had watched too much T.V. Little did I know that this would all come true some day.

1. Never Say Never

DISCLAIMER: EVERYTHING IS OWNED BY J.K. ROWLING

"Lily, wake up now it's 7:30, you'll be late for the first day of fifth grade." I groaned as my mum pulled down my blue lacy curtains to reveal the sun frowning down on me as if it was disappointed on my "waking up" skills. "Petunia is ready dear," mum said as she snatched away my blankets. I whimpered as I hugged my body closer to my bed. Mum rolled her eyes, "Oh Lily don't be so dramatic!" "I'm not" I murmured to no one in particular. I groaned one last time before I got up and trudged down the stairs to get ready for the oh-so-exciting school year with Ms. Stickler.

Rumor has it she's so strict and mean that even Roger, the bad boy, behaves. Now that's saying something.

Well I might as well be riding to my death I'll tell you a bit about myself. The first thing you need to know about me is that I'm not normal.

For example, once during second grade I made this kid's hair turn hot pink, in third grade made a teacher begin screaming "Moo Moo Moo."

Pretty hilarious to tell you the truth... Anyways

In fourth grade, I made the principal start dancing with our teacher to the tango... You get the idea.

Oh look we're here I thought as well pulled into the driveway in front of a red brick building that screamed school.

"C'mon Lily don't want to be late do you?" My dad asked as he pulled my backpack out of the trunk. "Please hurry up Lily" my sister Petunia begged, for she loved school.

Actually dad that sounds like a really good idea, I thought as I walked up the stairs with an excited Petunia bounding ahead of me to the classroom. As I turned the knob I dropped everything as I looked inside the room:only one thought entered my mind never say never.

There was a bloody owl flapping inside the classroom with a letter that read on the back with emerald ink, "To Ms. Lily Evans."

Gosh I was so embarrassed but also confused since no one seemed to see the owl. As if it was... Magic!

"Ms. Evans if you would be so kind to sit down now!" barked Ms. Stickler.

I sat down with my face burning the same color as my hair. Once Ms, Stickler turned around, I carefully pulled out the letter.

As I kept on reading I knew something for sure:I was a witch!

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