"Lily! Would you come down here! You're going to miss breakfast!"

"UGH.....Fine mum, I'm coming!"

I shoved a pillow off my bed and tried to carefully detach myself from my cocoon of blankets. THUD.

"OUCH...CRAP!" I ended up unceremoniously rolling off my bed and falling onto the cold wood floor. Oh well, graceful was never a word to describe me.

I picked myself up off the floor and headed into the bathroom to brush my teeth. As soon as I walked out, I noticed that there were pictures up on my wall. Well, those certainly weren't there before. Next to the pictures was a small figure, hovering about 3 feet into the air, hanging pictures on the wall.

When I walked in, the figure turned around, revealing Alice Prewett, my best friend from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That's right, because I am a witch. Anyway, Alice saw me, gave a huge smile and ran into me, tackling me and making me hit the floor once again. I waited for the room to stop spinning and said "Alice, what in the name of Merlin are you doing here?" She laughed and replied "I'm here for your birthday, of course! How could I miss my best friend's seventeenth birthday! You only come of age once!"

We were both laughing and catching up about our summer vacations until we heard an earsplitting shriek coming from below. We thundered down the stairs, only to find Petunia, my horrible sister, covered in owl....excretion...while a little brown bird hooted and flew around her head. "FREAKS! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! AND I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO OUT WITH VERNON! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!" Petunia was always a little bit eccentric. She hated that I was a witch and that she wasn't, so she decided to take out that anger on me.

I grabbed the owl and took off the two letters that were tied to it. I handed one to Alice and I took mine, giving the owl a treat and letting it fly out the window.

"OMIGOD! THESE ARE OUR HOGWARTS LETTERS!" Alice shrieked, ripping hers open. I proceeded to do the same thing, at least until a heavy badge fell out of the letter and into my hand. I realized what this meant and let out the loudest, most shrill sound that I have ever let out of my mouth. "I'M HEAD GIRL!" See, Alice and I were going to Hogwarts to complete our seventh and final year. In each seventh year class, a Head Boy and Head Girl were chosen. I had dreamed of this since I first went to Hogwarts. Alice and I simultaneously said "This year is going to be AMAZING!" and then burst out in laughter.

Suddenly, something hit me...."Hey Alice, if I'm Head Girl, then who's Head Boy?"

"You know what Lils, I bet its one of those Marauders..ugh...I can't stand them."

"Oh, right. Them. I hope it's Remus. He's not that bad..."

That put a damper on my day... The Marauders are four boys who wreak havoc at Hogwarts. Peter Pettigrew, a mousy and not very talented boy, was the least conspicuous of the Marauders. Then came Remus, who I really admired. He was studious and took things seriously, somewhat like me. Sirius, the biggest womanizer in the whole frickin school, was a complete jerk. At least he was funny. Sometimes. The leader of their little group was James Potter. He was the absolute BIGGEST MOST CONCEITED, ANNOYING, ARROGANT PRAT FACE IN THE WHOLE DAMN SCHOOL. Not that I'm biased or anything. James Potter has been the bane of my existence ever since I started at Hogwarts. He has played thousands of pranks on me and then, in fourth year, he started to confess his undying love for me and has never stopped since. But I know that I am just another conquest, the one he can't have. I will never ever fall for James Potter, the Quidditch prodigy, the hottest guy in the whole school. As far as I'm concerned, he can just shove it.