Lily Luna Potter

August 18th 2008

She was the youngest,

It was a difficult position, but Lily fulfilled the role perfectly in both her home and at family gatherings.

She loved it,

Lily was used to having everyone wrapped around her little finger. It gave her high expectations of how she was to be treated in life.

And hated it in equal measure.

Nothing bite you in the ass harder than realizing you are not the center of the universe.

Lily hated her laugh.

She had a tendency to snort when she laughed really hard.

It was embarrassing.

She danced through fields of flowers when given the chance.

Lily loved plants and flowers; there was nothing artificial about them and what they offered the world.

Lily was a creator and life provider.

She had a garden full of flowers and food that she worked in every summer. The plants were both muggle and magical in origin.

It was about harmony.

Hugo was her best friend.

She liked to drag him out to help her in her garden or just to go for a walk into town.

Hugo had good ideas for things to do when he was in the mood to be social.

But she thought he needed to get out more.

Lily was right, as she tended to be.

Lily thought her dad was the coolest person ever,

She thought this even during her difficult teenage years. They never really fought about anything.

Until he told her that her boyfriend was bad news.

The loud screaming match that followed that statement was something Lily tried to forget. Not just because her behavior embarrassed her.

But also because her dad was right.

Lily felt like she had three older brothers,

They were all dumb in their own special ways.

James thought he was cool. Albus was always reading. Teddy was…

Teddy was the cool one.

He played with her when her brothers were trying to actively murder each other and always listened to what she had to say. She could go to him with childish problems and trust him not to laugh at her.

She could have fallen in love with him if they did not see each other as siblings.

She liked to sing.

In the shower.

When the house was empty.

Lily was also a fairly good cook.

Like her brothers, her parents had made sure that the children could cook small dishes for themselves when they were both working late.

Lily's chicken, in her own opinion, was divine.

She punched a boy in the face once.

He put his hands on her in a way that was inappropriate.

She broke his nose. It seemed fair.

Her mother was immune to the charms of her youngest child.

It drove Lily nuts. The puppy dog eyes worked on everyone else.

It was definitely because her mum grew up with the same playbook.

Lily wanted to be a florist.

When James heard this he started making jokes and puns on her name.

It gave her a name for the shop.

She was an organized person,

She had boxes and crates for different things. All in different colors and labeled.

Lily never saw herself as anything other than what she was.

Kind, short tempered, and adventurous.

Maybe that was all she ever wanted to be.

Some things speak for themselves.

Author's Note: Not my strongest bit of writing in my opinion. I finally got some time to work on this. I'm at a university getting a Global Studies degree now and it's very exciting. But I live on campus and have no car to escape campus so my weekends are fairly dull. I'll hang out in the library. Not a new habit.

Teddy's next and then I may do Luna's children.