Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or places you recognise, J K Rowlings does. I only really own the plot and a small handful of characters.

The cluttered dorm at the top of one of the towers in the Gryffindor common room wasn't much to look at. Clothes and paper littered the floor, the once-red bed linen was now greying and had the odd make-up stains, and the mirrors and windows were in dire need of a good scrub. But the three girls who inhabited the room knew it's true value; to them it was the only place where they had the privacy to share secrets, dreams and fears, it was their sanctuary. It is here where the story begins.

'Hey lils, lighten up, you're never going to make friends if you mope around the dorm all day like a lump of lead.' Ashlea ran a hand through her hair; she was fed up with her friend because she would not mix with others. Serina and Ashlea had been trying to coax her to meet some of their friends from Ravenclaw. They were just about to give up when finally Lily relented.

'Fine I'll come,' she said coolly, shutting her book with a snap, 'as long as we don't stay out too long.'

'Ok what ever it takes' said Serina through gritted teeth, 'as long as you HURRY UP!' now yelling making the other two girl jump in fright. Serina was renown for her short temper and was often seen storming around the common room yelling at people. She had course Blonde hair that she only ever wore in a tight ponytail and dark eyes that could intimidate people when she was in a bad mood. However when in a good mood she was a real sweetie. Serina could always be relied upon to give good advice.

Ashlea was a daydreamer. She had the most peculiar ability to just sit and stare blankly amid great noise and disturbances. Her friend often commented that she would probably be able to sit in the middle a riot and not even know anything out of the ordinary was happening because she was so deep in thought. Ashlea had waist-length raven hair that contrasted beautifully with her porcelain skin, and girls envied her for this. Her eyes were a mixture of colours though primarily green. A lot of the male population found her quite attractive though she showed no interest.

Lily was the quietest of the group. She disliked meeting new people and was often found lying belly up with a book above her, reading. Lily had creamy skin with a sprinkling of freckles. She had bright green eyes that twinkled when she was in a lighthearted mood. Her beautiful soft red hair turned a lot of heads, especially of the opposite sex. When her two friends teased her about it she flushed deep red and buried her head in her hands.

The two girls got up and left the room.

'LILY!!!!'

Lily who was still on her bed slowly sat up. 'Okay! I'm coming' she said and with one last wistful look at her bed she dragged herself from the room.

Well today was a bit of a disaster (that has to be the understatement of the month). I just spent the past TWO hours listening to a dead end conversation about who's hotter, Potter or Black! I love my friend to death but seriously their friends have to be the shallowest people I've ever met. I don't mean to sound as conceited as Potter but I prefer to surround myself in people of my on intellect not people with brains the size of peas. To top the day off I happen to run in to Potter, who seem to think that I might have changed my mind about going out with him since last night. I just can't believe he can't take a hint he is such a twit. I hope the next time I write an entry he won't be part of it but that would be asking a miracle. Until next time.

Love, Lily