"LILY!"

Immediately her eyes popped open. A thousand questions were running through her head. Before she even had a moment to ask any of them...

"Lily! If you don't get up now you're not going to be able to leave for that freak school of yours and I will be stuck with you for the whole year!" Petunia shouted and she threw another shoe that hit Lily in the arm this time instead of her chest.

Grunting, Lily grabbed one of the evil shoes and flung it back at Petunia's blonde head.

"Who throws a shoe, honestly Tuney?"

Petunia rolled her eyes as Lily missed hitting her by several feet. "Your aim is pathetic. Mom said you need to get up now or you will miss the train." She walked out of the doorway and back down the hall before shouting, "and don't call me Tuney!"

Lily groaned. She hated waking up like this. In fact, she wasn't particularly a morning person to begin with. She glanced over at the clock on her night stand before yelping and flying out of bed.

"Merlin's pants", she though. It was already 10:30am and she only had half an hour to make herself presentable, finish packing, and get to King's Cross Station before the train left for Hogwarts!

"Thank goodness for being 17!" Lily laughed as she grabbed her wand from under her pillow. With a quick flick, all of the remaining items she needed for school were tucked into her trunk.

Forgetting all about her strange dream and the flash of green light, she walked across the room to her closet, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

"Ugh! Why can't I ever wake up looking normal?" She mumbled to herself.

"That's because you're a freak all the time anyway. Your morning look just confirms it." Petunia smirked from the doorway.

"What do you want, Tuney?" Lily grumbled as she attempted to pull a brush through her long, dark red hair.

Petunia rolled her eyes at her younger sister. "Mom sent me up here to see if you were ready. Trust me, I wouldn't be here if she wasn't waiting at the bottom of the stairs to make sure I asked."

"PETUINA! Stop being so hateful to your sister! She is about to leave and won't be back until Christmas!" Margaret Evans scolded from her place at the bottom of the stairs. "Lily! You better get a move on it or your disappearing trick won't even be quick enough to get you to the train!"

Lily giggled. "It's called apparation, mom. And I will make it on time! The Head Girl can't be late!"

And with that, Lily gave up on brushing her hair the muggle way. With a little complicated movement that her best friend Alice Prewett taught her before she finished her final year at school last year and her hair was smooth and tangle free.

Turning to smirk at Petunia (who absolutely hated magic and everything to do with it), Lily grabber her trunk and with a yank, drug it out onto the landing and down the stairs to where her mother stood.

"Now don't forget to write! Have a great term and we will see you for Christmas, right?" Margaret asked her youngest daughter, wiping tears from her eyes.

"Of course mom! You know I never miss Christmas with you."

Lily had made it a point that no matter what was happening at Hogwarts, she never missed a Christmas with her mom. The holidays were especially hard on all of them since her dad had died two years prior.

After giving her mom a quick kiss on the cheek, followed by a wave and smirk to Petunia, Lily grabbed the handle on her trunk and disapparated to King's Cross so that she could catch the train to her home away from home.

Soon as she made it through the barrier for Platfrom 9 3/4, a thought suddenly struck her.

"I wonder who the Head Boy is this year?"