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Chapter 1. Prefect not perfect.
Lily Evens was late. Not just a few minutes late either but 37 minutes late, no, 37 minutes and 29 seconds to be exact. She had never been this late to a class before in her life, and now here she was 38 minutes late to potions. She had no idea how she managed to fall asleep after lunch; she only wanted to rest her eyes for a second. This was all Potters fault, why did he have to ruin her life. If he and his little group of halogen friends didn't let off a barrel of fireworks at 1am this morning she would have been well rested and would not of feel asleep.
She hated Potter and his friends more then she thought possible. James Potter reminded her of her sister. He walked around the same way she always did. Like she was better then her. She hated her sister and she hated Potter. It also didn't help that Potter was a bullying showoff with a head the size of a swollen melon (in which his head grew even more when he was appointed head boy. Which was hell because she was head girl.), with no concern for anyone else's feelings but his own. Well once in a while he would put his friends feelings in to concentration, but that was it. His friends were Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter something (she couldn't remember). Sirius was also a troublemaker, most girls thought he was "Gorgeous", she thought he was full of himself. Remus was a prefect like her self (or before she became Head Girl). Although he took his responsibilities a little less serious then her, never punishing Potter and Black when they pulled one of their pranks. She wondered if that was why he could never look her straight in the eye.
Lily knew what people thought of her. She liked things done perfect, and no less. So with this people had come to the conclusion that she herself was perfect, which was so far from the truth Lily felt like laughing every time she heard someone whispering it when she walked by. She wished she didn't stand out so much, with her dark red hair and green eyes. She knew most people thought she was beautiful, and she wasn't blind she knew it to but she wished it wasn't so obvious. And she hated the fact the James Potter thought she was beautiful. Apparently he's had a crush on her since the middle of 4th year. Which was about the same time she decided he was the biggest prat she had ever met.
She finally arrived at the potions dungeon; she was now 41 minutes late.
"Miss Evans 45 minutes late. So I think that should be a 45 point deduction from Gryffindor." Professor Neilson said in a lofty voice.
"Actually 41 minutes late, so only 41 points." Lily said in an equally lofty voice. She never let Professor Neilson get to her, or any other professor for that matter. She guessed it came from being shipped off to a proper English Boarding School when she was 5. So she had an advantage that the other kids were without, the tolerance for evil professors.
"Take your seat Evans." He sneered. Lily sat down next to her good friend Alice, who gave her a questioning look.
Lily mouthed, "Feel asleep". Alice nodded.
The rest of the class went without incident, except for the usual jeers between the Slytherin boys and the Gryffindor boys.
"So you feel asleep?" Alice asked as the started out towards there tower.
"It was Potters fault." Lily said. She looked over her shoulder and saw that him and his friends along with their usual group of brain dead harpies were coming.
"I think I'm just going to go to bed, I'm so tired." Lily told Alice.
"Did I just here you say you wanted to come to my bed?" A familiar voice from behind her said. She turned around and saw Potter standing behind her with his usual shit-eating grin. Every one in the corridor laughed. Lily yawned then turned around and walked away. She could get in a very loud argument with him but she was tired. Alice fallowed her.
"You should of saw the look on his face." Alice said with a laugh.
"I don't care. Potter is the least of my worries. Not only am I behind on My Head Girl duties, but I'm also behind on homework."
They reached the Fat lady and gave the password. Once they'd reached their dormitory Lily plopped down on her bed.
"Good Night." She called out to Alice.
"It's 5 o clock. What about dinner?"
"I'm not hungry." Lily crawled underneath the covers. With bothering changing her clothes.
"That's all you need, to get more skinny." Alice mumbled as she left the room.
"I heard that." Lily whispered. She closed her eyes then fell asleep.
AN- I'm not really sure where I'm going with this. I guess I'll have to see. My friend who read this before I posted it, asked what the hell does Shit-eating-grin mean? My Great Grandmother who grew up picking oranges in Arkansas and California's Central valley, says it all the time. So I really have no idea what it means. Sorry Natalie.
Chapter 1. Prefect not perfect.
Lily Evens was late. Not just a few minutes late either but 37 minutes late, no, 37 minutes and 29 seconds to be exact. She had never been this late to a class before in her life, and now here she was 38 minutes late to potions. She had no idea how she managed to fall asleep after lunch; she only wanted to rest her eyes for a second. This was all Potters fault, why did he have to ruin her life. If he and his little group of halogen friends didn't let off a barrel of fireworks at 1am this morning she would have been well rested and would not of feel asleep.
She hated Potter and his friends more then she thought possible. James Potter reminded her of her sister. He walked around the same way she always did. Like she was better then her. She hated her sister and she hated Potter. It also didn't help that Potter was a bullying showoff with a head the size of a swollen melon (in which his head grew even more when he was appointed head boy. Which was hell because she was head girl.), with no concern for anyone else's feelings but his own. Well once in a while he would put his friends feelings in to concentration, but that was it. His friends were Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter something (she couldn't remember). Sirius was also a troublemaker, most girls thought he was "Gorgeous", she thought he was full of himself. Remus was a prefect like her self (or before she became Head Girl). Although he took his responsibilities a little less serious then her, never punishing Potter and Black when they pulled one of their pranks. She wondered if that was why he could never look her straight in the eye.
Lily knew what people thought of her. She liked things done perfect, and no less. So with this people had come to the conclusion that she herself was perfect, which was so far from the truth Lily felt like laughing every time she heard someone whispering it when she walked by. She wished she didn't stand out so much, with her dark red hair and green eyes. She knew most people thought she was beautiful, and she wasn't blind she knew it to but she wished it wasn't so obvious. And she hated the fact the James Potter thought she was beautiful. Apparently he's had a crush on her since the middle of 4th year. Which was about the same time she decided he was the biggest prat she had ever met.
She finally arrived at the potions dungeon; she was now 41 minutes late.
"Miss Evans 45 minutes late. So I think that should be a 45 point deduction from Gryffindor." Professor Neilson said in a lofty voice.
"Actually 41 minutes late, so only 41 points." Lily said in an equally lofty voice. She never let Professor Neilson get to her, or any other professor for that matter. She guessed it came from being shipped off to a proper English Boarding School when she was 5. So she had an advantage that the other kids were without, the tolerance for evil professors.
"Take your seat Evans." He sneered. Lily sat down next to her good friend Alice, who gave her a questioning look.
Lily mouthed, "Feel asleep". Alice nodded.
The rest of the class went without incident, except for the usual jeers between the Slytherin boys and the Gryffindor boys.
"So you feel asleep?" Alice asked as the started out towards there tower.
"It was Potters fault." Lily said. She looked over her shoulder and saw that him and his friends along with their usual group of brain dead harpies were coming.
"I think I'm just going to go to bed, I'm so tired." Lily told Alice.
"Did I just here you say you wanted to come to my bed?" A familiar voice from behind her said. She turned around and saw Potter standing behind her with his usual shit-eating grin. Every one in the corridor laughed. Lily yawned then turned around and walked away. She could get in a very loud argument with him but she was tired. Alice fallowed her.
"You should of saw the look on his face." Alice said with a laugh.
"I don't care. Potter is the least of my worries. Not only am I behind on My Head Girl duties, but I'm also behind on homework."
They reached the Fat lady and gave the password. Once they'd reached their dormitory Lily plopped down on her bed.
"Good Night." She called out to Alice.
"It's 5 o clock. What about dinner?"
"I'm not hungry." Lily crawled underneath the covers. With bothering changing her clothes.
"That's all you need, to get more skinny." Alice mumbled as she left the room.
"I heard that." Lily whispered. She closed her eyes then fell asleep.
AN- I'm not really sure where I'm going with this. I guess I'll have to see. My friend who read this before I posted it, asked what the hell does Shit-eating-grin mean? My Great Grandmother who grew up picking oranges in Arkansas and California's Central valley, says it all the time. So I really have no idea what it means. Sorry Natalie.