AN:/So I wrote this instead of revising for history..Yay for failing that exam tomorrow. Enjoy x

"Did you have a good year?"
"Oh Lily how was the food…you always tell us how wonderful it is!"
"How's your little friend, Severus?"
"Still having problems from that Potter boy?"

Lily rested her head on her arm as her eager parents badgered her for information on her fifth year at Hogwarts.
She wanted nothing more than to disappear in her bedroom for a week or two, but she could only dream of that being allowed.

Lily's father was a tall, lanky sort of man. He wore glasses which were always perched right on the end of his nose, and they never seemed to dull his flashing emerald eyes, much like his daughter. His hair was thinning at the back, so much so that she could see a patch of flesh there, which definitely hadn't been present when she'd last seen him at Christmas.
"Yes dad, I had a fun year." Lily said drearily.
On contrast, her mother was on the shorter side. She had shoulder length hair; the exact shade as Lily's, though her eyes were a clear blue, much like Petunia's.
Speaking of her sister dearest, Petunia was sitting opposite her, on an armchair. Her posture was perfect; unlike Lily, who was slouched on the sofa with her legs stretched out.
"Yeah, food was good. Me and Severus, we fell out and I don't want to talk about Potter."

Lily's mum looked at her in concern.
"Oh, why? You two were always so close!"
Lily sighed.
"He called me something really horrid. You wouldn't understand, but it is such an insult."
Mr Evans stared at her, looking angry. "What did he say?"
Lily smiled slightly. "It doesn't matter now. It's all dealt with. You won't be seeing him again."
He looked unconvinced, but changed the subject none the less.

After two painful hours of 'chatting' with her parents and ignoring her older sister's rude comments, Lily retreated to her room.
She looked around at the walls; pictures from primary school mixed with moving images of days at Hogwarts littered them.
She was glad to see her huge bed, and fell onto it.
It had been a long day, and Lily was just grateful that she had two full months to try and forget the incident.

Thinking about how her sixth year at Hogwarts would be made her want to cry. This time last year, she'd been sitting with Severus, talking about how cool it would be to become a prefect, and if the OWL's would be as bad as they seemed.
Everything had changed. Even James Potter had changed, if slightly. He definitely hadn't been hexing people in the corridors anymore.
This made her even more confused, how was she supposed to hate the boy if he technically wasn't doing anything wrong? Where was her excuse?

Lily tried to sleep, but her brain was too full of utter dragon dung.
Should she tell Marlene? Would she understand?
Or just mock her forever?
Probably the latter.
Maybe she could ask Petunia for some sisterly advice?
Lily scoffed. Now that was just plain ridiculous. She must be tired.

"Lily get your fat arse out of bed!"
Lily rolled over.
What a lovely wakening. Got to love the family moments.
"Vernon is coming over in half an hour and I don't want you to scare him away."
How nice.
Lily sat up and rubbed her eyes. She was in for a fun day with the abominable walrus looking down at her whilst discussing his obsession with drills. Yes, drills.
That is how truly boring he is.

Petunia had walked into the room, looking horribly barbieish in a pink dress and heels with her blonde hair curled.
"Up!" Lily glared at her as she walked over to the wardrobe.
"What are you doing?" Lily questioned as her sister rifled through her clothes. Petunia screwed her face up. "All of your clothes are dreadful!"
"Don't look at them then!"
"I have to make you look presentable!"
"Tuney get out of my room right now before I hit you."
"No!"
Petunia brought out a denim skirt that Lily had never worn.
"This will do."
She picked a purple top, still looking like she had a bad smell under her nose. "Just put this on."
She stalked out of the room. Lily raised her middle finger up at her.

"Bloody sister…making me wear this thing for her blob of a boyfriend…could be sleeping or eating right now…god's sake…" She continued to mutter to herself as she got ready.

Twenty minutes later, Lily was sitting with her legs crossed in the kitchen, with her lovely denim skirt on.
Mrs Evans was bustling around the kitchen, complaining about the visitor as much as her daughter.
"He seems nice enough Lily, but I think Petunia can do better. She's such a pretty young lady…shame."
Lily smirked. Pretty young horse, more like.
"Vernon does have a loud voice…he fills the room."
She scoffed.
"Oh, you'll realise what I mean, Lily."
The doorbell rang and Lily saw her mum wince ever so slightly.
"Here he is now."
She headed to the door.
"Pretend you like him!" She shouted as she left the room.
Lily groaned.

"Vernon this is my sister, Lily." Petunia said in a bored voice.
Lily smiled as best as she could, given the fact that a multiple chinned elephant was standing in front of her.
He looked down at her, frowning.
"Is she the freak?" He directed this to Petunia, who nodded.
Feeling the love.
After that, Vernon ignored her for the rest of the afternoon.
"So, Vernon, how is the drilling business going?" Mr Evans asked as they drank their tea. Lily groaned. This could go on for years.