Hello, My name is Lily Potter or before I got married and had a beautiful son, I was Lily Evans. I could be the girl you would pass by in the streets, maybe give her a smile and she would smile back. It might have been a sad, forced smile. I could be an ordinary girl; I had red hair and green eyes. I was born a muggle. Nothing extraordinary and this is my story…
Ever since I can remember I felt out of place. I felt lonely most of the time especially when I still didn't know I was a Wizard. My family was wealthy and my parents spoiled me because I got good grades, obeyed my parents, kept my mouth shut and kept my head down; although, I never thought I was good enough and I didn't think I deserved all this attention from my parents. My sister felt jealous of me. I'd spend most of my childhood praising and telling my sister how amazing she was and how mommy and daddy should treat her better, but she wouldn't believe me and push me away. I blamed myself for that. And I had no one to talk too about it, I didn't want to talk to my sister; she would just get annoyed and push me further away. My parents thought she was just jealous of me, I always thought it was just me she hated, she always sought for their attention. I didn't have any friends because they all thought I was a twat for being so rich and so smart. I barely left our manor, all I did was stay inside and read. Books made me relax. It took me somewhere else from this horrid life I was put into. It was the only friend I had. The characters in books didn't judge me, they would take me on their expeditions where I saw a beautiful place which was nothing compared to my dull, miserable life.
I did have one friend before I went to Hogwarts though. I will always cherish his friendship forever. His name is Severus Snape. He was different, we wore shabby, oversized clothes; nevertheless, I treated him like I knew him all my life. We first met in the local park. I followed Petunia there. I saw him sitting by the swings alone. His stare drew me to him. But I broke my stare when Petunia shook me and hit my head. "Why are you here you freak? Stop following me." I remember that tears stung my eyes. I remember my heart dropping and my stomach churning. My own sister thought I was a freak. People at school had called me that, I was used to it. But my own sister. I fought the tears and picked up a flower. I did a few tricks, they seemed to enchant the strange boy more than my sister. It just seemed to irritate her more. She knocked the flower off my hand, I stared at her shocked and Snape stood up alert. Petunia, realizing what she had done, stormed off and called me a freak again. Severus ran up to me and asked me if I was ok and conjured up a flower from his bare hands. I stared at him with admiration. "How did you do that?" I stared at him, wiped my tears away and smiled.
He smiled back. "Your smile is infectious." I laughed. "Hi, I'm Severus. Do you mind walking with me? I have much to tell you." He held out his hand and I took it…