Lilian Evans and her best friend, Alicia Potter, were having a huge fight in the Potter's living room. Watching them were Alicia's parents, her twin brother James and his best friend Sirius Black.
'You little witch!' screamed Lily.
Alicia's face went pale, as did those of her mother, father, brother and Sirius.
'Why is everybody looking at me?' shouted Lily. 'And Alicia, even I didn't know you where that slow, you're supposed to respond, remember?'
The whole family looked relieved. 'Umm…Lily?' said James.
'Yeah?' she said. She was really confused now.
'You said that calling someone a witch is an insult. Is calling someone a wizard an insult as well?' James asked.
'No.' answered Lily simply.
'But why is a witch an insult and a wizard not?'
Lily sighed. 'Because when you think of wizard, you think of a nice loony old guy with a funny hat who decided to put a sword in a stone. A witch is an old hag who has hair that sticks out everywhere, no offence James (James' hair Was always messy and went in every direction), they have green skin, huge brown warts, ugly hooked noses and they ride around on broomsticks with their black cats, cackling evilly while deciding which innocent child to eat next.'
Everybody was looking at her. 'Ok, Ali, I'm sorry for calling you a witch. Friends?'
Alicia smiled. 'Friends.'
Everybody else was still looking at Lily. 'So yeah I'm gonna go home now.'
She turned and walked out, with everybody staring at her. She lived right next door, so she was home soon.
'Shit.' she said to herself in her bedroom. 'I always thought the Potters were weird but that was crazy.'
