Full Summary: Herefordshire's Outlook on Grammar, Writting, Arithmancy, Russian, Theatre and Scripture, a.k.a. HOGWARTS, is a private muggle school founded by wizards long ago. Lily Kate Evans, Alice Mae Prewett, Francis Allen Longbottom, James Harry Potter, Dylan Andrew Potter, and Severus Tobias Snape all recieved letters on the 1st of August, accepting them to the special school that has taught many docotors, proffessors, well-known authors, great philosophers, and even prime ministers. Most are ecstatic, some nervous, others anxious.

Lily, personnaly, was depressed and upset, not wanting anything to do with the school, for it drove her and her sister apart. Petunia Evans had always wanted to be accepted as a talented student of Herefordshire's special school but the headmaster, Albus Wulfrice Percival Brian Dumbledore, aparently thought otherwise. And so the sisters were driven apart. Though most of it had to do with Severus Snape, Lily's bisexual friend. By some miracle, the headmaster looked beyond the boy's sexuality and the fact that he lived on the streets of England, so Snape also got accepted to HOGWARTS.

In Herefordshire, however, Lily finds that things are not always as they seem.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

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One:
Accepted

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I always wondered what his lips tasted like, what his embrace felt like, how his voice sounded like.

I wonder, is it as musical as an angel or more like the hero's deep tone of safety?

I wonder if his lips taste of peppermint or cinnamon.

I wonder; does he smell like aftershave or the scent of the deep woods?

I wonder…

How would you respond to a simple statement?

One like, I've never stopped thinking about you ever since the day we first met?

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It all started on a rainy summer day, a day of sadness and hope; a day of anger and disappointment. A day when the only thing I hear is the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. I am oblivious to the pitter patter on the roof, deaf to my sister's soft whimpers, blind to the world.

"LILY!"

The sudden sound of my mother's yell shakes me out of my thoughtless daze.

I quickly grab my favorite green jacket before jumping down the carpeted stairs, barely making a sound save for the few breathless gasps from tears in my side.

I wonder, if it was James, would he—

I shake away the questions rousing in my head. I will NOT think about that now! I'm going on a date for goodness sakes!

I guess I have to backtrack a bit, don't I?

Well, you see, I had been secretly pining over James Potter three quarters of my entire life at Hogwarts that it had nearly knocked me out of my skin when his older brother, Dylan Potter, asked me to go with him to the Winter Solistice Ball.

You see, I had been hopelessly crushing on James Potter for such a long time that my good friend—Alice Prewett—advised me to take a different path for my heart for now.

She had said to live life to its fullest extent and widen my range, not just to one or two guys.

So then, ecstatic as I was, I accepted Dylan's request.

I'll admit; I was deeply taken by surprise when he asked me out. But as I gradually got used to the idea, I looked forward to the ball.

Every girl in my grade was buying dresses from Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions; the best dress-store in Diagon Alley. I was one of the worst. I put together all my savings and babysitting money and got the most gorgeous navy dress the store owned.

I myself hadn't been much of a girlie girl and so it was a bit of an improvement on my part. Or I guess you could call it that if you were obsessed with people looking "good", if you know what I mean.

And so I dressed my best for Dylan—the best singer in Hogwarts' school chorus, the gorgeous blond Ravenclaw in the back of the class, and the most popular guy all around, being the first born of the Prime Minister.

How was I supposed to refuse his offer of being his date to the Winter Solistice?

And let me just say we hit it off. The ball was a success, mainly because of the dark blue halter top dress I wore, showing off a generous amount of leg and cleavage.

Dylan couldn't take his eyes off me. But then of course, James was there as well, which complicated things.

He made my eyes lose focus from his blond brother and wander over to look into his deep hazel eyes with gorgeous flecks of green.

But after he retired to his house, I was left to peacefully stare at my date, the one who finally proclaimed me his girlfriend, the one with the voice of an angel and eyes like the heavens.

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Gradually, after our first date together, people started to talk. Every time we passed by in the hallways, holding hands to class, people started whispering as soon as we were out of sight.

I know this because Alice, my o-so-wise best friend, always kept me informed of the latest gossip of Hogwarts.

She told me people were starting to talk about me and Dylan; that people disapproved.

According to her, it was said that Dylan used to order his past girlfriends around and beat them whenever he was in a bad mood.

However, I had been fed up enough of her older sister advice; I told her that people shouldn't be making stuff up.

Truth be told, I heard the same things when Dylan went out with Angelina DiOrdino.

They said he beat her, took full advantage of her, and threatened her if she even hinted on a break up.

Some even say they heard him rape her in the girls' locker room one day. They say her screams went on forever, unheard, misunderstood, a tragedy waiting to happen.

But no; he wouldn't do that...

Would he?

A/N: Yeah, I know, a bit short. And kinda confusing. If you have any questions, you can either PM me or post a review with your question.

Still, I don't know if I should continue this story. I mean, yeah, I have lots of things planned for them all.

But still, whaddya think?

Reviews, anybody?

~Ly