Chapter 1
You loved me because I'm fragile, and I thought that I was strong..
It was a misty morning. Fog covered the grounds of Hogwarts; Hagrid's Hut was barely visible behind the low clouds.
Lily was lying in bed, looking up at the ceiling. How long had she been awake? She wasn't sure.. She checked her watch - it was 8 am. The other girls in the dormitory would soon be stirring. Or would they? Lily remembered it was a Saturday and they had no lessons. She was free to do as she pleased; perhaps go to Hogsmeade or go and do some studying in the library. But that's not what she wanted. She was thinking about him, he had barely left her mind all night and was causing her to lose sleep (which wasn't good. But it did mean her feelings for him were genuine, didn't it?) However, Lily was confused. Boys confused her, no matter who they were. Her own father confused her, the way he acted with her mother. People always told her how great it was being in love, how amazing it felt to see their face. But this did not feel great. In fact, it felt awful. She despised the feeling.
As she lay, pondering over her love life, the girl in the bed next to her stirred, and after giving a loud yawn, looked over at Lily.
"Hey, Lil," she smiled, sleepily. "Are you okey?"
Lily looked over at Mary, her best friend throughout most of her time at Hogwarts, and returned the smile.
"Morning Mary. I'm fine." she lied, hoping to convince her friend, who was having none of it.
"You were up all night. Woke me up a few times muttering to yourself." She grinned at Lily's slightly shocked expression. "Still having boy troubles, then?"
Lily nodded, and looked down, sighing to herself. "Why is it so hard?" she said, though the question wasn't directed at Mary.
"Every seventeen year old girl will go through this, Lily. It's inevitable. You just have to listen to your heart."
"It's hard when your heart and your head are at war," Lily sighed. "Anyway.. I shouldn't be bringing you down with my problems. Do you want to go to breakfast?"
Mary nodded, and jumped out of her bed, dressed herself quickly, and said, "I will meet you in the Great Hall Lily."
Lily nodded, and watched her friend leave. Lily's eyes felt heavy but she knew she wouldn't be able to get to sleep now, so she, got up, stretched, and dressed herself, a little slower than Mary had. She was thinking about love, again. "Stop it." she thought to herself, "Stop letting boys have control of your life."
She picked up her wand from under her bed, and left for the Great Hall.