A/N Ok guys, this is very exciting. FIRST FAN FIC!!!!!!!!! Lol, anyway, review please good or bad!!

Disclaimer: JK owns it all!! sob Except Summer – she's mine!!! MWHAHA!!! cough cough yes, well um, carrying on …

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Introducing … Lily Evans!!

"Wake up freak."

My darling sister Petunia's voice woke me after some weird, random dream I'd been having. It seemed to involve giant carrots and spoons… oh well; I've never been one to dwell on dreams. I opened my eyes blearily, to see Petunia staring over me.

"Are you up freak?"

I grunted. Hey, it was early in the morning. I wasn't exactly going to be lady at that time of the day.

"MUM, THE FREAK IS UP!" Petunia screeched to my mother, in tones that are usually not accessible in the natural world. Satisfied with her work, she stomped down the stairs, grumbling about 'freaks'.

Sighing, I drag myself out of bed and glance at my alarm clock. 7:02. Wait… 7:02????

WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING UP AT 7:02!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I snatched up my dressing gown and stormed downstairs. I flew into the kitchen and saw my mum AND dad sitting at the table, eating breakfast, like it was a normal thing for families to do at 7 BLOODY 2 in the morning.

"Mum, what am I doing up at 7:02?" I asked, ever so calmly, seeing as the rage I was in.

"Sweetie, it's the first of September. You're going back to school."

How could I forget?? Finally, I could escape the clutches of people whose vocabulary consisted of about 3 words, one of them being 'freak'!!!

I turned around and went back up the stairs to have a shower. After I had finished I put on some make-up and went back to my room to find an outfit for today. I put on some black jeans with a green halter top and my green flats. I checked my trunk had everything I needed in before charming it so that it was really light, and shrinking it so I could hold it in my hands. Neat, huh? Yeah, that's what you get from being a witch.

Let me explain a little about myself. My name is Lily Marissa Evans. I attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and am in Gryffindor house. I am starting my seventh year and I am 17, which means that I am of age in the wizarding world. I have one best friend named Summer, who I met on the train to Hogwarts. She basically is one of my only friends, but I am friendly with most people.

I went back downstairs to have some breakfast with my parents.

"Morning again Mum. Morning again Dad."

"Morning." Mum and Dad repeated in unison.

"Looking forward to going back to school, honey?" My dad asked.

"Course I am. And I'll be sad when it's over; it's my last year, remember?" I said, between mouthfuls of cornflakes. I swear, they are the most boring cereal EVER. Whoever made cornflakes, I HATE YOU.

"Oh yes, and our baby's been made Head Girl!!!" My mum said all excitedly, pulling me into hug, whilst I was still trying to eat my cornflakes.

Oh, yeah and … I MADE HEAD GIRL!!!!! I guess you already gathered that from what my dear mother was saying, but still … I MADE HEAD GIRL!!!

I've always wanted to be Head Girl. Besides from the fact that I get to boss everyone around, get my own dormitory and common room, I've always liked setting an example to others.

I wonder who Head Boy is. I hope it's Remus as he's the Gryffindor Prefect. I narrowed my search down to four boys; the Prefects: Severus, Remus, Tom and Nicholas. If it's Severus, I think I might have to kill myself.

After I had finished my breakfast, it was just about time to go. I ran back upstairs to get my now tiny trunk, and took it downstairs before restoring it to its original size as not to disturb the neighbours with my alarmingly small trunk. After all, we do live in a muggle area.

We got to the station at 10:45. Honestly, Dad is such a slow driver. We could have got there by 10:15 if he hadn't insisted on driving down the motorway at approximately 35mph.

I said my warm, friendly goodbyes to my parents and then my not-so-friendly goodbye to my sister. She just grunted and moaned about being late for Vernon, her pig of a boyfriend who looks like he's about 40. He's probably about 40 stone too.

I walked through the barrier and smiled when I saw the gleaming red train. I have always loved the sight of the Hogwarts Express, even though I've seen it loads of times before. I was just about to put my trunk on the train when I heard a squealing noise from behind me.

"LILY!!!!!!"

Next thing I knew, Summer was jumping over me, screaming 'Lily!! Lily!!' You probably think she's mental. Let me tell you … you thought right. But anyway you're probably going to think I'm mental too, by the way I threw my arms around her shouting 'SUMMER!!!'

But then our little moment was over, as a voice I knew too well, broke through our squealing.

"Hello, my dear sweet Lily flower."

Potter.

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