MaKe-D oVeR!

Chapter One - Make-Up

I opened my compact and picked up the pad from within it. I dabbed the pad into the creamy shaded powder and began to smooth it across my face. I applied the powder until my face seemed unnaturally creamy and perfect. I placed the pad down into the compact and while holding it with my left hand, I picked up my black eyeliner stick. I carefully drew a thick black line next to my eyelashes on the bottom of my eyes and on my eyelids. Then, I picked up my mascara wand and covered my already long eyelashes with the thick black paste. While it was drying, I paint my lips with a soft pink lip-polish. I fiddled with my blood-red locks until small ringlets sat around my heart-shaped face. Then I put the compact down and I pulled the rest of my hair back into a ponytail. I picked up the compact again and I carefully scrutinized my face in it's mirror. When satisfied, I tried to smile to myself in the mirror of my compact. Instead, I frowned and slammed the compact shut with a loud snap. All I could see was the person no one else seemed to see. The real Lily Evans.

I knew that all the students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry thought I was perfect; The fifth-year girl who hardly went to watch a Quidditch match because of being afraid her face might get burnt from over exposure to the sun, never receiving a mark less than perfect in any subject, never cursing or even thinking a bad thought, always desirable to look at, but was impossible to touch (By that, meaning the most I'd been with a boy was when one accidentally barged me in a corridor between classes). But I knew that wasn't me. The make-up that I apply every morning gives me the "Little Miss Perfect" mask.

I placed my compact and all my make-up into a small cosmetics bag. I put it into my bedside drawer and slid off my bed. I pushed back my hangers to reveal a single sized four-poster bed, covered in a simple blue cover. I pulled out my school bag from under my bed and began to pile inside all the books, parchment, quills and ink I needed for the day.

"Hey Lily, care to join me for breakfast?" I heard my best friend chirp to me. I turn around to face see Torah Miller leave the bathroom that was joined to our dormitory room. Her hair hung, still sopping wet and she was attempting to dry it quickly with her towel. Her Hogwarts robes were wet from her hair and I saw a food stain on her front. I noticed her bag was packed too. We seemed to be the last from our dorm out. I quickly brushed imaginary dust off my school uniform and followed her out the door.

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"So," I smiled at Torah, "Who do you like at the moment. I know it can't be that Hufflepuff anymore. What's his name again?" I nudged her with my elbow.

"His name was Amos Diggory, don't remind me again!" Torah laughed, her face turning a slight shade of pink. Torah has a reputation of being a major tease. She's technically a virgin (If you get what I mean). But unfortunately for Torah, Amos couldn't stand her not going all the way and told her to either do the deed or he'll break it off. But she wouldn't and that was it between them.

"I'll tell you my next pray over breakfast," She grinned at me and I punched her playfully.

We walked into the Great Hall and most of the school seemed to be there. I followed Torah to the Ravenclaw table. She always looked so gorgeous, even without trying. That's how she found it so easy to lead boys on. I watched her as we sat down and began to put food on our plates. Her luscious brown hair had dried during a walk from the Ravenclaw Tower to the Great Hall and it was shining perfectly. Her skin was a beautiful tanned brown, from spending lots of time in the sun. As well as spending a lot of time training in the sun for Quidditch, you would mainly find Torah asleep whilst tanning next to the lake. I, on the other hand, would be not far nearby reading a book under the shade of a tree. The sun creates uneven tans on my skin. I preferred to keep it a perfect, even, creamy tone. I was sipping on my pumpkin juice when Torah spat out particles of her toast and elbowed me in the ribs.

"Ouch Torah! That hurt!" I started to rub my ribs and looked at her to see what caused the sudden pain-infliction. I noticed her sparkling hazel eyes ogling at a few certain boys who had just entered the hall.

"That's him!" I heard her whisper almost in awe. I noticed that Torah and I weren't the only girls looking at the group. Almost every girl who was eating breakfast was eyeing them too. Obviously, they were very popular. I had never even noticed them before.

"Who?" I picked up my piece of toast and inspected it. I looked up to see the boys were making their way over to the Gryffindor table.

"Sirius Black! That's the boy I like!" Torah turned and smiled dreamily, "Isn't he a babe?"

I tried to contain a laugh. I pushed back one of the red ringlets that dropped over my right eye and looked over at the Gryffindor table for a better inspection of the boys.

"Which one is he?" I was lucky that the boys had sat in a line, facing the Ravenclaw table. I had a clear view of the four boys: One was very short, with brown, mousey coloured hair. He seemed a bit on the plump side. Next to him was a tall, extremely messy black haired boy with glasses. Another black haired boy sat next to him, he had a nice tan and seemed to be entertaining the others with a story. It involved a lot of arm waving. On the end, was a sick-looking boy with a dusty blonde shade of hair. I could see from my seat across the hall that he desperately needed a good night's sleep.

"The best looking one, of COURSE!" She said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Then in a tiny whisper, almost that she was scared someone nearby would hear, "The one waving his arms. I love guys that aren't shy. He really is getting into that story telling! Did I mention he's a fifth year too?"

I groaned. Last week, she loved boys who liked to read and hang out in the library. And he's a fifth year? I seriously hoped we wouldn't see much of him. This year we have our OWL's and I think that Sirius Black might distract Torah for at least two weeks. A girl suddenly popped up beside us.

"Fifth year's timetables. Apparently there was a muddle up with the Hufflepuff timetables so new ones were needed," She handed us two pieces of parchment and walked away. I put my piece of toast down and read the timetable for today.

9 O'clock - Transfiguration (w/Gryffindor) 11 O'clock - Charms Lunch 1 O'clock - Potions 3 o'clock - Herbology (w/Gryffindor)

What luck!

"Um, Torah?" I managed to get out. This was not my day.

"Yeah?" She drifted out of a day-dream to look at me. I looked around and noticed that the hall was slowly losing people eating. I guessed classes would start soon and I realized we left our bags in our dorm.

"I'll tell you in a second. Come on now, we need to get our bags before classes start. I'm sure you'll want to get there early," I stood up and half-dragged Torah to stand by pulling her by the arm. She relunctedly stood.

"If we must, as long as we walk past the Gryffindor table. I want Sirius to notice me first," Torah suddenly brighten up. She smiled at me sweetly and we left the table. I let Torah lead the way. She was strutting very nicely towards the doors to leave the Great Hall. It didn't even look like she was meaning to purposely walk past the boys.

As we got closer, I noticed Sirius was still half-way through his "Arm- Waving" story. But when Torah walked past, he stopped immediately and watched her. She turned on her charm and smiled sweetly at him. His mouth dropped. He was very good looking. I couldn't help but notice his friend next to him. Of course, I don't usually approve in "checking out" boys or even having crushes whilst studying. But there was something about this boy though. His hair was extremely messy, looked like he had never bothered to comb it. And his eyes were a warm chocolate brown. He was looking at me and smiled. I felt myself begin to melt and I looked away. Boys were off limits. I started to push Torah along and we hurried out of the hall.