Lily woke up as the train was slowing down. She yawned and looked up. The compartment was filled with a couple more people, including the dashing (I LUV that word!) James Potter, who was sitting on her. "Ug.do you mind Potter? It's a little hard to breathe down here..." Lily trailed off. James looked a little offended.

"Potter? Since when are you THAT cold towards me? Maybe It'll be a little more comfy if we heat it up like this." he leaned over and snuggled next to her so they looked like they were sleeping together. Lily picked up her act and started to giggle and blush, even more so when he started to kiss her neck. Getting serious, she pushed him off, always playing the tease.

"Ok, ok, I'm up. And in the future, don't push ur luck!" She cringed inwardly again, damn she was stupid! Oh well.

Looking up she smiled at some more of her peers, Sirius and Remus. They all were the best of friends, known around school as the self-named Marauders. Peter she ignored, as she thought of him as a stupid git. Both Sirius and James had black hair, James messy, while Sirius's was silky. Remus was a little shorter than the two, and had brown hair that fell into his dangerously sexy eyes. All the guys were hott, and wanted by everyone. Lily found this an extreme turn-off, but played along. Eitherwise, where would she be without them?

In reality she was a long red-head, with startling green eyes, and a love of books. She was smart, determined, and for lack of a better word, exotically beautiful. However, she was afraid. Her parents had died first year, and she was constantly cut down by her sister Petunia, and figured if she showed her true self, everyone would hate her. Therefore, she asked Dumbledor to lie about her grades, she magically changed her eye and hair color every morning, and she lived a total lie. No one knew, and she liked it that way. She had lived through too much pain and had lost too much, there was no way she was risking it all.

The girls pushed the guys out of the compartment so they could change. Once the train stopped they rushed into the hall and sat down. When the sorting began, Lily looked a little lost. She found that this was the hardest part of the year for her, as it was during her own sorting, that she found out about her parents death. She had just sat down at the Gryffindor table when Dumbledore whisked her off to his office. That was the day she stopped being a redhead. She was certain no one remembered her as a shy redhead, and everyone figured that the girl who had received the news had transferred to another school. No one knew that it was her. She reached for her journal and started scribbling.

Across the table, Sirius nudged James. "Look at Lily, whats up w/ her, she looks ready to cry. And all of a sudden she's writing in a journal."

"No way, lily with a journal, I didn't think she could spell well enough to keep one."

"Ouch, that was harsh. Lighten up a little James, sure she's a ditz, but damn! She makes it look good."

" Of course! I got a nice look down her shirt-, Oh food!" The plates suddenly filled with food, signaling the end of the sorting. Lily looked at the food for a moment, but decided against eating. She sat talked and laughing instead, until the hall started to empty, and everyone was lead to bed. Lily sat on her bed and said her prayers, thankful that this was her last year. She snuggled in the covers and fell fast asleep.