you don't see me

and i don't know where you are

or who you are

or when you will be here

but in this unspoken prayer

i pray to God

that you will be mine

always

and forever

till the end of time

---------------Prologue---------------

Lillian Rose Evans sighed as she stepped out of her Ford Mustang and loaded her trunk and owl's cage onto a trolley. This was just going to be another long year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Sure, Hogwarts was her home, but that didn't mean she enjoyed it. No one ever talked to her, but she didn't care. Nothing really mattered anymore. Not since her parents died. Petunia, her older sister, had come back to their parents' home to try and comfort her, but to no avail.

Lily walked gloomily through the barrier to Platform 9 ¾ and loaded her things into a compartment on the Hogwarts Express. She sat down and sighed as she caught her reflection in the window, her Head Girl badge reflecting in the compartment's light. Her oval face was shaped perfectly by long, slightly curled red hair, and her eyes were outlined with a thin line of black eyeliner and mascara. Lily loved her eyes. She got them from her mother, and, according to Mary Anne Evans, Lily's eyes held a magic all their own.

To anyone on the outside, Lily was beautiful and very mature for her young age of seventeen.

To Lily, she was whatever she wanted herself to be. Mum told me never to care what others thought of me, and I never have... I never will, Lily thought to herself.

Lily's parents had been killed in a car accident, she had been told, but she knew the truth. There was no point in trying to hide it. They were killed by the most feared wizard of their time, Voldemort. Lily thought her sister would hate her for it, but Petunia understood. "It's just like mum used to say," Petunia had explained to her younger sister. "'One bad apple doesn't mean they're all rotten.'"

As Lily felt the Hogwarts Express come to a stop, she picked up her things and left the train. As she stepped out, she heard the familiar voice of Hagrid calling, "Firs' Years over here! Firs' Years!"

Lily put her suitcase and owl's cage with all of the other luggage, found an empty horseless carriage, and climbed in. She noticed out of the corner of her eye three other girls who looked like they were starting their sixth year reluctantly climb in. All the other carriages must be full, Lily thought. She heard them begin to whisper and look at her as though she were of a whole other species entirely. But that was okay, she was used to it.

Yes, it was just going to be another long year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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A/N: Hello, hello, hello, everyone! I know I'm also writing another fic (What If for those of you who haven't look at my bio yet), but the words "unspoken prayer" popped into my head while we were praying in church this morning (how ironic...) and one thing led to another and.. well you know how it goes.

I hope you have tears in your eyes... hehehe I'm trying to set the mood as 'depressing' 0=).  Poor Lily, eh?

Five horseshoes and a purple cow for my reviewers!

Disclaimer - - - Anything that sounds remotely insane and makes you think that whoever even thought of putting it on paper (website w/e) is on crack is probably mine. Everything else belongs to the wonderful J. K. Rowling, Goddess of Writing.

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