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Lily roamed through the train in search of the prefect's compartment. When she found it, she nearly walked right into Robert. He looked down surprised.

"Who are you?" he asked. Lily raised her eyebrow questioningly.

"It's me. Lily," she said. He stared. "Lily Evans…"

"Lily?" his shocked voice echoed. "Well you've err changed over the summer... in more ways than one."

Now Lily was mad. Why did people keep saying that?! "I'm the same as always!"

He gave her a stern look. "Not from what I've seen. And I didn't think you were into the mischievous type."

Lily crunched her brow once again in confusion. And then, "Oh that wasn't what it seemed. I'm not really dating Ja--"

"You know those boys only go for your looks. I'm sure you know how stunning you've become but it doesn't mean you should base your relationships on looks alone."

Stunning??! Evans was vexed. Everyone was on DRUGS! Couldn't anyone tell she was the same old Lily?

"You all are insane!" she said frustrated, and with that she stormed off.

"Lily, the prefects!" he shouted after her. Her conscience stopped her. She slowly turned and forced her legs to backtrack to the compartment. There was a group of students looking thoroughly bored.

"Sorry to keep you waiting!" she plastered on a fake smile. That caught their attention. The guys sat up straighter and the girls seemed surprised. Lily ignored it and started talking- all business.

Lily explained the duties prefects were assigned to as well as the privileges involved with the title. In her element, Lily relaxed a bit. She had a never-ending wealth of knowledge, just waiting to express itself. "Any questions? No? Well that's it then! I hope you enjoy the experience!" she beamed and strolled out.

As she walked, her smile dropped completely and her eyes roamed the train for Cherry. Finally, she caught a glimpse of a brown curly haired girl chatting animatedly in a booth. Lily entered.

"Cherry! We need to talk!" Cherry turned happily at Lily's voice but when she saw Lily, she just stared at her like Lily was a bug from outer space.

"It's true!" she said mortified.

"What's true?" Lily asked impatiently.

"You traitor!" Cherry accused. At Lily's blank look she pressed on, "You are the red head seen in the arms of James Potter!!"

"Yes but-" Lily started. She could hardly believe gossip traveled so quickly!

"No buts Lily! This is important! I can't believe you would betray me for him! I thought real friends would stick together!" her eyes shimmered.

"Oh God," Lily sighed exasperated, "not you too! You want to know what I did to James Potter?"

"You did something to him?" shrieked Cherry incredulously, her mind in the gutter.

"Yes I SLAPPED him," she said finally getting Cherry to listen to her. "Ok it started when I got knocked out from a stray spell. I was unconscious and James didn't know who I was so he brought me in his compartment until I regained consciousness. I woke up and tried to go but I unfortunately fainted into James' arms." She shuddered for effect here to show her loyalty. "Then when I woke up, I heard James tell Robert—Head boy Robert—that I had fallen asleep on him and that we had been very preoccupied beforehand. So when Robert left, I slapped him."

Lily didn't blink once. She held her breath hoping Cherry would take the story she had given as true. Cherry laughed. She bubbled out with laughter. It grew to a roar. Lily chuckled, not sure why her friend was laughing so.

"You did it right Lily! I shouldn't have doubted you. Ahhhhh," she wiped off her tears from the sides of her eyes. "It's just when I saw you--"

"What do you mean?! You saw me before I got on the train!" Lily exclaimed annoyed for the umpteenth time that day.

"Yes, I saw you from afar. And, well you've changed Lily! Last time I saw you, you had frizzy curls and round thick glasses. Here, come with me," she said, seeing the look on Lily's face.

They waded through the crowd that had gathered until they found the lavatory. "Look," Cherry said. Lily rolled her eyes and looked in the mirror. That's when it hit her. She looked nothing like her old self! Lily leaned in, "No way!"

Her glasses were gone of course and yet she could still see. She examined her bouncy large polished red curls. Only this morning she could have sworn they were gnomish knots. However she never did look at her mirror. And her brush had been freakishly clean. Her eyes actually fit her face; they weren't bugged out, magnified by her large glasses. Her lips were a full and lustrous red, not dwarfed as they were in the presence of her large spectacles. Freckles dotted her cheeks with a warm welcoming glow. Lily was stunned. Who was she looking at? What had happened to the old Lily? Was this some kind of strange magic?

"Hey Lily, we should—err—I guess change into our robes now," Cherry said, tugging at her bewildered friend.

"Right," a dazed Lily whispered. "Right."

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