Hey everyone!! OK, so here's my fanfic. Well, duh! Anyway, just read and review if you want to. I know there aren't enough descriptions in this and I'm really sorry, but I really suck at those!

Disclaimer: Everything in there is mine!

Lily- Yeah right, and I'm the Queen of England!

James- Really? Cooool!

Me-Hey just shut up already! Anyway, I don't own them. *Sighs* I wish I did…

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Chapter one – Lily's Perfectness

Her name was Lily Evans. She was a normal fifteen years old girl. Well, as normal as you can get when you are a witch. She had long, straight dark red hair that went softly down to just below her shoulder blades and deep, sparkling emerald green eyes.

Her life was, as everyone thought, perfect. She had the perfect family. Her father, a muggle businessman, had succeeded like none other in his career and was now extremely rich. Her mother didn't work and was one of those kind high society ladies. As for her siblings, Lily's brother Aaron was 22 and soon getting married, and her sister Petunia, two years older than herself, loved Lily more than anything else. They were very close, and never missed the Sunday night's family dinner.

She had the perfect friends. She knew Sandy, her best friend, since she was three, and never had they had a fight. Her other friends were in total admiration of her perfectness (does that word exist?) and she was the most popular girl at Salem academy.

She had the perfect boyfriend. William and her were together since third year, and never had he looked at another girl.

All in all, this life, Lily Evans's life, was to good to be true. Her life couldn't get any better, but could easily get worse. That's how, in the summer between her fourth and fifth year, her whole world came crashing down around her.

Lily was lazily swimming in her gigantic pool when a black owl landed on the chair where her towel was neatly folded. Getting out of the water, Lily immediately knew that something was wrong with this owl. His eyes were as red as blazing fire and the piece of parchment tied to its leg was as black as his feathers. She quickly got out of the water and approached the strange bird with caution. She untied the dark letter and as suddenly as it had arrived, the owl flew back to where it came from.

Lily stayed still for a few minutes, just observing the black paper. She didn't know why she was looking at it like she would look at a two-headed monster, with disgust and fear, but she knew the feeling that message brought her, and it wasn't a good one. She opened the letter with shaking hands and began to read the red on black words.

The dark side needs you Lily Evans. You are powerful. Help us or suffer.

She didn't know what that meant, but knew it wasn't good. She took her towel, dried herself a little, and went inside her house. She heard voices coming from the living room. She silently made her way nearer and nearer, until she could identify her mother's voice. The other person was a man, but she didn't know him. She took a few more steps. She didn't need to look at the man twice to know he was magical. Big silver stars decorated his midnight blue robes and he had half moon glasses on his slightly long nose. He had long white hair and a matching beard, but even if he looked old, a powerful aura emanated from him.

"Hi Miss. Evans." said the old wizard.

"Hello Mr.…" greeted Lily, without knowing the man's name.

"Dumbledore, I am Albus Dumbledore, headmaster at Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry." said the man.

"I know you!" exclaimed Lily "I have about twenty ChocoCards (Chocolate frogs card) of you."

Dumbledore laughed a kind, tinkling laugh. He took a few steps toward Lily and extended his hand. She rapidly took it, wanting to make a good impression on this very influent man in the wizarding world. As soon as she released his hand, the playful twinkle that had been in his eyes since he arrived disappeared and a serious look replaced it.

Lily understood better now. Albus Dumbledore wasn't there to bring good news. His eyes had sobered only when he had seen the black parchment, clutched in Lily's hand.

" I'm sorry to bring those news to you, but I have to." began Dumbledore, who had seen a look of comprehension take over Lily's face.

"Before you tell me anything, just take a look at this." She handed the professor the black letter.

"I must say that I'm not surprised. What I have to say to you, Lily Evans, is that the Dark Lord, Voldemort, is after you."

"Why me?" asked Lily, now panicked. "I'm just an ordinary witch!"

"This is where you are wrong." Said Dumbledore, who clearly didn't want to break her perfect dream, but had to nonetheless.

"I don't understand."

"Lily Evans, you are the Crystal witch."

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So, I hope you liked my story so far. Just review please, either you liked it or not. If you didn't well, I don't mind constructive reviews, but please, don't flame! It's useless and the only it's gonna do is make me feel bad about my writing! Anyway, on a happier note, my next chapter is coming out soon ^^

I posted this a long time ago, but I just didn't feel like updating then. Now I do!

So, keep reviewing and I'll keep writing! ^^

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