As Lily Evans' eyes fluttered open she felt her arm already grabbing for the watch on her nightstand. She took a quick glance at it and set it down harshly. 3 o'clock in the morning wasn't when she wanted to get up the very morning she was to catch the Hogwarts Express. She guessed it was better than being late though. She sighed, pushed the blankets to the side and guided her feet into her slippers. She sat on the edge of her bed for only a second, then decided to start packing her trunk. She looked around, then a moment later was on her knees and the edge of her bed. She delicately traced her middle and index fingers over the letters LE. This trunk had been a gift for her shortly after she got her first Hogwarts letter. For her the feeling the letter had brought was something like meeting her long, lost twin. She always knew something was missing, but never knew what. The witchcraft completed her, it made her feel whole. She snapped back to the present, and gently unlocked the clasps that held the trunk closed and lifted the lid. Lily liked this trunk an awful lot. It was a shiny with brilliant golden edges and straps. The clasps and her initials were also golden.

Lily looked into the trunk and frowned. It was completely empty as Lily knew, but a great dust layer had formed over the bottom. She silently lifted, walked across the hall to her bathroom, and without a sound, wetted a washcloth. She slid back into her room, and silently wiped away the dust from her trunk. Now she was seventeen, and could easily had flicked her wand, and the dust would be gone. But Lily enjoyed cleaning her trunk the muggel way. After she had carefully removed the dust and dried the bottom with her sleeve, she stood up and walked over to her wardrobe. She opened the door and grabbed her cauldron, telescope, and potion ingredients. She set them by, but not yet in her trunk. Lily loved, and hated packing. It always meant she was leaving one home, yet retuning to the other.

She picked up three rather large baskets from a corner of the room, and set them down next to the cauldron. Then she went over to her desk, opened the bottom drawer, and grabbed several bottles of ink and a handful of quills and set them on her desk. She quietly kicked the bottom drawer closed, and opened the next one. From here she took out many rolls of parchment and a box of stationary. She once again set these on her desk.
She looked around the room and sighed as she began to gather her books. Lily refused to leave home for such a long time without her books. A small library, her father called it, of wizarding, and muggel books alike. She gathered and gathered, from her desk, nightstand, wardrobe, and more. Soon the small library rested upon her bed.
Lily walked across the hall, once again into her bathroom. She turned the left faucet and felt the steady stream of water splash across her hand. She quickly undressed, and hopped into her shower, singing an upbeat tune.

The room filled with the aroma of strawberry's as she got out of the shower. She wrapped her hair up in a towel and began to get ready, by washing her face and brushing her teeth. With her hair still wrapped up in a towel, she trekked back to her room and carefully looked through one of the baskets, and pulled out an outfit of cute jeans, and a powder blue top. She changed, then hurried off towards the bathroom once more, this time wand in hand. She slipped into the bathroom then unwrapped the towel and waved her wand. She watched her hair turn from slightly frizzy, and wet, to shiny, strait, and dry. She looked into the mirror at her own reflection and sighed, obviously not pleased with the sight that met her eyes. She bent down and took a small bag out from under the sink, and began to throw in her toothbrush, paste, hairbrush, and other needed items and ran to her room throwing it by her trunk. She turned to her watch and saw that it was 6 o'clock. She smiled knowing her family would be up soon and creped downstairs to surprise them with breakfast.
Lily opened the fridge and took out everything she needed to make a good breakfast. Eggs and bacon for her mum, toast and an omelet for her dad, and pancakes for her sister. She herself was to excited to eat and decided on having a nice, safe bowl of cereal. The smell of food must have woken up her parents because she felt a small kiss on her cheek and saw her father sneak a piece of bacon from the plate next to her.

"Hey mum, dad! How is it?" Lily asked.

"Oh. It's wonderful as always, Lillypops. How long have you been up?" Her father replied.

"A while. I couldn't sleep. Excited I guess. Is Jake or Petunia up?" she asked.

"No! I don't think they'll make it to the train this year. Have you finished packing Hun?" Her mother inquired.

"Almost. I'll just finish up with breakfast and run up-" but she was cut off.

"No, Lil. Finish packing. I can get this. I'll call you down when it's done. Now scoot, scoot." Her mum beamed at her.

"All right!" She smiled and skipped up the stairs.
When Lily got back up to her room, she looked around, and quickly set to work. She sat cross legged in front of her trunk, setting her cauldron at it's bottom. She felt around in one of the baskets of clothing and pulled out two book bags. She threw the small book bag aside, and carefully folded her larger bag tucking it safely behind the cauldron. She set her telescope and potion ingredients into the cauldron along with her bag from the bathroom. She got up, set on her bed, sorted and then shrunk, her books. She carefully threw them into her trunk before pulling the basket's of clothes closer. She then put her robes, jeans, uniforms and other clothes atop her books, setting aside a new black robe she smiled at. She then carefully set her bottles of ink, parchment, quills, stationary, and summer homework at the very top. She look down into her trunk. It barely all fit. She wondered how she had managed to make it all fit in her pervious years, without magic. Just then she heard her mothers' voice.

"Lil, come on down. We can leave when you're done eating"
Lily grinned, got back up, grabbed the little book bag, and stuffed the folded robe into it. She ran to her bed, looked down the frowned. She had two books out, and couldn't pick which one to take on the train with her. She heard her mum call her again, and called back with a quick "coming!" She threw both books into the bag, followed by the watch on her nightstand, a coin purse, and then her wand. Now she had one thing left. She grabbed her shiny Head Girl badge, set in gently in her bag, and clasped it close. She put the bag down cheerily, closed and locked her trunk, then set down the stairs. She turned back to her room, though barely different it looked so empty. I'm going back again, she thought to herself, as she hummed merrily down the steps.