Lily's Stalker

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I…don't…own (sob) Harry Potter… Ooh, that was difficult.

Lily Evans was your average sixteen-year-old girl. Well, as average as you can be when you're of average height, have red hair, emerald green eyes and you're a witch attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Anyway, Lily had two best friends. Emmeline Vance and Dorcas Meadowes.

Emmeline was a tall girl with brown hair and brown eyes who came from a pure-blooded wizarding family. She had an air of superiority at times, always bending Dorcas to what she wanted, if not Lily.

Dorcas, on the other hand, was short with long blonde hair that reached her waist. She had inquisitive blue eyes and wasn't what you'd call bright. She did have a sense of humour though, and Lily hoped at times that Dorcas' sense of humour would rub off on sarcastic Emmeline.

I bet you think you know who Lily Evans' stalker is, right? Well, let me tell you now, you're probably wrong.

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Madame Elfrida Clagg attempted, sometime in the fourteenth century to hold a meeting of all 'beings'. 'Beings' were, as she defined, any member of the magical community that was capable of speaking the human tongue. This meeting, however, was at once proved to be a disaster. The centaur members left in disgust at the fact that the ---

"Lily, can you help me with my essay?"

Lily Evans looked down in horror at the blot that was now on her History of Magic essay. "Dorcas…" she said slowly. "You…You've ruined my essay."

Dorcas Meadowes rolled her eyes. "Whatever Lily. I know you can just clean that up with your wand."

Lily, who had been in the middle of doing so, pocketed her wand again. "That doesn't matter! It's the principle, Dorcas!"

Dorcas shook her head. "Are you gonna help me with my essay, or not?"

"No," said Lily, annoyed, as she tried to remember her train of thought. The centaurs left in disgust at the fact that the --- What came next? Lily screwed her face up, trying to remember.

"You shouldn't do that Lily," said Dorcas. "You'll end up with wrinkles earlier."

Lily sighed inwardly. You could trust Dorcas to come up with a beauty or fashion reason why you shouldn't do something. To show her frustration at losing her train of thought and Dorcas' remark, Lily picked up a particularly heavy volume and slammed it onto the desk.

"Gee Lily, surely that book has a watered down version somewhere," said Dorcas. "And you need to help me, anyway."

Lily sighed, out loud this time. She turned to her best friend. "What have you got so far?"

Dorcas smiled and slid her parchment along the desk in front of Lily.

A meeting was held, in the middle of the fourteenth century, after Burdock Muldoon was kicked out of the Wizard's Council, by his successor, Madame Elfrida Clagg. She said that 'beings' were any member of the magical community that were capable of human speech. This proved to be as problematic as Burdock Muldoon's meeting. Ghosts left in disgust at the way the Council did not care for the wishes of dead and only listened to the problems of the living. The centaurs also left in disgust at the fact that the merpeople were not allowed to attend because they could only communicate in Mermish above water. --- And then Emmeline kicked me.

"Dorcas, this is as good as something Emmeline or I would write," said Lily carefully, so as not to offend Dorcas. "Expect maybe the last bit."

Dorcas beamed. "I copied it well, didn't I?"

Lily nodded then realized what Dorcas had said. "Copied?"

"Yeah, you don't actually expect me to write something as good as that, do you?" asked Dorcas incredulously. "I was sitting with Em in the library, and copying her essay, and then she caught me and had a silent explosion before telling me to come here."

Lily nodded in understanding.

Dorcas saw someone come through the portrait hole over Lily's shoulder and immediately shoved her friend to the ground.

"OUCH! Dorcas, what –"

"Silencio," Dorcas muttered at Lily and Lily could no longer speak.

"Oh hello Dorcas!" said a cheerful voice above Lily. "You haven't seen Lily have you? I've checked the library and that other girl, Emmeline, said that she had no idea. So I thought I might check here. Is she here?"

"No, I'm sorry, but she isn't Annapelle," Lily heard Dorcas say. "I think she went down to sit by the lake for a little while, cool her feet, you know? Yeah, um, she's down there with another girl, Lisa, I think."

Lily could almost see Annapelle beam at the information. "Thanks Dorcas! You've been so helpful!" Lily watched Annapelle's feet skip away to the portrait hole and disappear.

Dorcas' wand slipped under the desk and almost poked Lily in the eye. She muttered the counter-charm and Lily climbed back up onto her seat.

"Thanks for trying to take my eye out, Dorcas," Lily grumbled, picking up her quill.

"No problem," Dorcas said absentmindedly. "Oh, and you're welcome for me hiding you from Barson."

"Thanks for that too. Although, you could have told me."

"But that would spoil the fun of shoving you under a desk and taking your voice away, wouldn't it?" said Dorcas, now chewing on the end of her quill. "Now, what do I write next?"

"Firstly, get rid of And then Emmeline kicked me," Lily told her.

"Right," said Dorcas, erasing it with her wand.

"Then let me finish mine and then I'll help you," said Lily, scribbling quickly.

"Hmph," said Dorcas, looking down at her handiwork. "You know, Annapelle was holding that notebook."

"What notebook?" asked Lily sharply, her head jumping up. Dorcas looked at her as though she should know. "What notebook, Dorcas?"

"That notebook, you know. The one with the black cover. Her little black book."

"Dorcas, I am not present at every single conversation you have with Emmeline, you have to realize that," said Lily, desperate to find out what this little black book was.

"So you don't know what the little black book is?" asked Dorcas.

"No," said Lily, wishing Dorcas would hurry up and tell her.

"So you have no idea of the little black book that Annapelle carries around?" asked Dorcas carefully.

"No, and I wish you would tell me about it," said Lily getting impatient.

"So, you have never heard of Annapelle's little black book?"

"Dorcas!" cried Lily.

"So, should I tell you what Annapelle's little black book is?" said Dorcas.

"Yes," said Lily through gritted teeth.

"It is…" Dorcas said slowly, "the book…that Annapelle uses…to write…down…"

"Dorcas," Lily said threateningly.

"Annapelle…" said Dorcas, leaving bigger gaps between each word now, "uses…her…little…black…book…to…"

Lily raised her wand threateningly.

"To write down everything she finds out about you," Dorcas finished quickly.

Lily took a moment to translate Dorcas' rapidly spoken words. Her wand dropped to the floor.

"She writes down WHAT?!"

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