Summery: Lily Evans is sick of Potter and the way he treats her. No more little nice quiet Lily. LJ first fanfic: constructive criticisms anyone?
OK, so the P.O.V. in this part is weird, but I will go into like James point of view and whatnot. D
The train ride home: 6th year
Lily suddenly felt somebody knock her into the wall. She saw stars as the pain starting shooting from her hip.
'Oi, Evans watch where your little prude self is going.' laughed a deep manly voice, a voice that Lily had learned to loathe over her past 6 years at Hogwarts. It was the voice of the one and only James Potter. Lily inhaled deeply. Stay calm Lily, this is the last time you have to see him until next year. Don't do anything rash or stupid that you'll know you will regret. Avoiding eye contact at all costs, Lily picked up her books and practically sprinted down the train at the sound of laughter from Potter and all of his dumb-ass mates.
Lily had managed to forget the whole degrading ordeal (it was one of countless) by the time the Hogwarts Express arrived at Platform 9 3\4. She was in her own little word as she strolled out of the train, thinking about her family, friends and the Potter-less summer she was about the have. Maybe she'd actually take the time to get a tan this summer vacation, or-
BAM!
She ran into something hard (maybe a bloody wall, wouldn't be the first time), and for the second time this day she began to see stars.
'Evans you bitch. I told you to watch where you're going. What the hell is your problem? Get out of my face you little……. ---'
Lily mentally blocked him out. She really didn't care about what he had to say. She rather listen to Professor Binns (and that was saying something). Absentmindedly looking around Lily's eyes widened and she discovered many of her classmates, her friends, were laughing and pointing at her.
For the first time in her life, Lily became annoyed. Pissed. And she wanted some goddamn revenge. Who knows why…maybe it turned out to be her red hair that caused her new-found temper, or maybe she just had fucking enough of James Potter and decided to do something about it.
'Asshole…'she whispered with a death glare to Potter. And for some reason Potter actually felt a chill running up and down his spine. Was it fear or hatred or lust? He didn't know. Damn these teenage hormones…
The end of sum-sum-summer…
Lily's P.O.V.
Whew…I am exhausted, although I suppose that's what happens after a 3 mile run. I surveyed myself in the mirror and I don't LOVE what I see but I can hardly recognize myself anymore. Which is a good thing.
Yes! I've finally lost all of my damned baby fat and my stomach is flat and my muscles are lean because of exercise. Most of my freckles are hard to see because of the dark tan (which happened to clash very well with my green eyes and red hair). Also, I happened to have an unexpected growth spurt and my 5ft.2inches has become 5"5'. I addition, my good muggle friend has introduced me into the wonderful world of make-up. How I survived all these years without it I'll never know… I've had a few flings. Nothing to serious (thank Merlin), but enough so I am not anxious when I'm around a cute guy. (To me, that's a major bonus)
I am the new Lily Evans. No, I 'm not. I am Lily Evans, the one I've always been even if this Lily hasn't always shown through. I am daring, feisty, seductive, and James Potter is going to rue (yes I said rue) the day he ever crossed me. My personal mission is to make his life hell for our last lovely year at Hogwarts. I am going to crush Potter with my long tanned leg…or with my high-heels. Alright, so maybe I'm a just a smidgen bitter…
But he has made my last 6 years at Hogwarts dreadful, so shouldn't I return the favor?