Hi, my name is Lily Evans. I currently attend Hogwarts School and I'm a
Slytherin. The Slytherins are considered obnoxious and mean, but I'm truly
not any of that. My friends are Severus Snape, Alex Ladile and Narcissa
Black. I'm considered a rebel and an unpleasant girl who acts like a boy.
My life is a total mess. I have a father who beats me and a mother who left. My sister hates me and my brother died. My brother was the only one who liked me. He died when I was in my second year. I still miss him, of course. He was magical like me but, since he had a good heart, was sorted into Gryffindor. He was the only one who knew me for me, not some punk rebel.
So, to sum it all up, I like to get drunk because it rids my mind of all the terrible memories. No drugs though, no drugs. That's just not cool. For me, I do what what's cool in Slytherin. Always.
No one loves me; no one cares about me except Sev, Alex and Narce. When they entered my life, it was the best day ever.
It was my first year and I was looking for a compartment in the Hogwarts Express-
FLASHBACK
I looked for a compartment, but I couldn't seem to find one that wasn't already full. As I was approaching the end, 3 kids came out of a compartment, talking and laughing.
"Hi! Who are you?" a blond girl with braids asked me.
"Hello, I'm Lily Evans. Who are you?" I asked, trying not to sound nervous.
"Narcissa Black, that's me. Severus Snape, that's him," she pointed to a tall boy with shoulder length, greasy, black hair, "and that one is Alex Ladile." She finished, pointing to a boy with blond hair and murky green eyes.
"Nice to meet you" I said, trying to be polite.
"Wanna go play a prank on someone? " asked the Alex dude, who ignored my words completely.
How did he know that that was my favorite thing to do? But I pretended to be careless.
"Sure. I really don't care at all"
Narce, Sev, and Alex all grinned at me, apparently pleased at my decision. That was probably the best decision I had ever made since they perhaps wouldn't have accepted me otherwise-
END FLASHBACK
Yep, the best day ever. I was happy because I had friends for the first time in my miserable life. You can't blame me.
When I got up to 4th year, (3 years ago) I started to show the more feminine side of me, to Narce's delight. I just gave up trying to hide my figure, because it became way to hard. Slytherins started to ask me out. I always refused, usually finishing with the poor boys in the Hospital Wing. But in the rest of the school, people were to scared of me to ask if I wanted to go out. Even the "brave" Gryffindors.
All the Slytherins hated the Gryffindors. That was what was cool. So I had to play along with that. Really, they weren't that bad. She hadn't met many Gryffindors, because they were so scared of my cronies and me. Frank Longbottom was nice and so was Remus Lupin.
Well, life wouldn't be worth it if Sev, Narce, and Alex weren't here. I would have seriously considered suicide, which I do when I'm at 'home' with my father.
But on the inside, I'm no rebel, punk or unkind girl. I was scared that if I acted myself, I'd have no friends. I'd be a nobody. I wanted to be a somebody. I begged to the Sorting Hat to be put in Slytherin, with Narce, Sev and Alex. So for 7 years, I've acted as someone else, a somebody, when I could've been a Gryffindor and could have acted myself. Only if I did, but that chance was gone now. Gone forever. Or so I thought.
At night, I would cry myself to sleep. All I wished was that I could be myself. Not hide my true feelings. Narce didn't notice my sobs, of course. She was wrapped up in her own thoughts of Lucius Malfoy, the blond 7th year Slytherin who was considered 'hot'.
But one day, all that would change.
My life is a total mess. I have a father who beats me and a mother who left. My sister hates me and my brother died. My brother was the only one who liked me. He died when I was in my second year. I still miss him, of course. He was magical like me but, since he had a good heart, was sorted into Gryffindor. He was the only one who knew me for me, not some punk rebel.
So, to sum it all up, I like to get drunk because it rids my mind of all the terrible memories. No drugs though, no drugs. That's just not cool. For me, I do what what's cool in Slytherin. Always.
No one loves me; no one cares about me except Sev, Alex and Narce. When they entered my life, it was the best day ever.
It was my first year and I was looking for a compartment in the Hogwarts Express-
FLASHBACK
I looked for a compartment, but I couldn't seem to find one that wasn't already full. As I was approaching the end, 3 kids came out of a compartment, talking and laughing.
"Hi! Who are you?" a blond girl with braids asked me.
"Hello, I'm Lily Evans. Who are you?" I asked, trying not to sound nervous.
"Narcissa Black, that's me. Severus Snape, that's him," she pointed to a tall boy with shoulder length, greasy, black hair, "and that one is Alex Ladile." She finished, pointing to a boy with blond hair and murky green eyes.
"Nice to meet you" I said, trying to be polite.
"Wanna go play a prank on someone? " asked the Alex dude, who ignored my words completely.
How did he know that that was my favorite thing to do? But I pretended to be careless.
"Sure. I really don't care at all"
Narce, Sev, and Alex all grinned at me, apparently pleased at my decision. That was probably the best decision I had ever made since they perhaps wouldn't have accepted me otherwise-
END FLASHBACK
Yep, the best day ever. I was happy because I had friends for the first time in my miserable life. You can't blame me.
When I got up to 4th year, (3 years ago) I started to show the more feminine side of me, to Narce's delight. I just gave up trying to hide my figure, because it became way to hard. Slytherins started to ask me out. I always refused, usually finishing with the poor boys in the Hospital Wing. But in the rest of the school, people were to scared of me to ask if I wanted to go out. Even the "brave" Gryffindors.
All the Slytherins hated the Gryffindors. That was what was cool. So I had to play along with that. Really, they weren't that bad. She hadn't met many Gryffindors, because they were so scared of my cronies and me. Frank Longbottom was nice and so was Remus Lupin.
Well, life wouldn't be worth it if Sev, Narce, and Alex weren't here. I would have seriously considered suicide, which I do when I'm at 'home' with my father.
But on the inside, I'm no rebel, punk or unkind girl. I was scared that if I acted myself, I'd have no friends. I'd be a nobody. I wanted to be a somebody. I begged to the Sorting Hat to be put in Slytherin, with Narce, Sev and Alex. So for 7 years, I've acted as someone else, a somebody, when I could've been a Gryffindor and could have acted myself. Only if I did, but that chance was gone now. Gone forever. Or so I thought.
At night, I would cry myself to sleep. All I wished was that I could be myself. Not hide my true feelings. Narce didn't notice my sobs, of course. She was wrapped up in her own thoughts of Lucius Malfoy, the blond 7th year Slytherin who was considered 'hot'.
But one day, all that would change.