Disclaimer
HARRY POTTER & all related characters and elements are TM of ©Warner Bros. and J.K. Rowling.
Therefore, I do not own Harry Potter. (Harry Potter owns me.)
Chapter One
The Girl
---------------
Lily Evans woke slowly to the sound of hairdryers blowing at six o'clock in the morning. ((Do you know how loud a hairdryer is? Try listening to six at once.))
Groaning, she turned over in bed and put the covers over her head, ineffectually trying to block out the noise and go back to her comfortable dream.
Something about black hair and hazel eyes…
"Wake up, girls! Rise and shine!" A prefect walked around to each of the beds in turn, rousing sleepy girls from slumber when they didn't respond to her call.
As if they could ignore the chatter of excited girls.
"Move over, Alice! You've been primping at that mirror for an hour!"
"That's my mascara, Kelsey! Use your own one!"
"No, you lost yours ages ago! It's mine!"
With a sigh, Lily rolled out of bed and automatically began tidying it up.
Her brain, however, was thinking of the upcoming Halloween Ball.
Just last night, Professor Dumbledore had announced to the whole school that there would be a Halloween Ball, for sixth and seventh years only.
She put her school uniform on while on autopilot, still musing over the events of last night.
Professor Dumbledore had said that it would be a masquerade ball, with a grand unmasking at midnight.
There would be no fixed partners.
No fixed partners…
Lily sighed as she fastened her robes.
There was only one boy whom she wanted to dance with.
The only problem was that James Potter had never taken notice of her in his life.
Nor would he probably ever.
Lily was extremely shy, you see.
The only noticeable things about her were her hair and eyes.
Lily had long, wavy auburn hair to her shoulders and bottle-green almond-shaped eyes.
Kinda makes it hard to be unnoticeable.
Still, Lily had practice in being unnoticeable.
She'd done so well at being unnoticeable in the last six years that only the teachers and a few other people even knew she existed.
As Lily ate breakfast that day, she pondered what type of clothes she'd wear to the ball.
Nothing very ostentatious, but it would be a chance to look nice, which her mother had always bugged her about.
She decided to go down to Gladrags Wizardwear on the next Hogsmeade outing.
Which was tomorrow.
Lily looked down the long length of the Gryffindor Table to where four boys sat, laughing and joking with each other as they ate.
She wondered for a moment what James' favorite color was- at least, that is, before she caught herself and smiled.
Red and gold, of course.
The only problem was that she didn't look good in red.
Lily sighed slightly and got up from the table.
She could always study, even when thinking of other things.
Such as how cute James Potter was…
No.
Such as tomorrow, when she'd go to Hogsmeade and buy her gown.
She hoped James would like it…
Lily ground her teeth, mentally beating herself up for thinking of James Potter.
Stupid, arrogant, Quidditch-Captain-Potter.
She wondered what kind of clothes he would wear…
How could she ever study if she couldn't keep her mind off of him?
Settling herself under a tree at the edge of the lake, Lily opened her bag, took out her Potions book and tried to study it without thinking of James Potter.
