Disclaimer: Everything you know belongs to the genius that is J.K.Rowling. Parts belong to J.R.R.Tolkien.
Miss Hogwarts
Over the Christmas holiday James asked Lily out and they became a couple. He asked her to the ball they knew would be held in the end of the school year, and she accepted.
The twelve of them had spent months together with some selected people and judges, for them to see more what all of them stood for. They had become close, most of them at least, and that was important when they would choose Miss Congeniality. They also used this time for inspiration, as all of them would show a creation they had made along with their crew to a special price called Miss Creativity. The students of the school could vote for the one they thought had the most Charisma on the stage and on wizarding photos. All of these awards, and the awarding of The Miss Hogwarts price, would happen on the ball celebrating the finishing of Hogwarts one-thousandth year. The winner would be the queen of the ball, and her date, if she was dateless the Head Boy would take the place and be the king of the ball. Whoever ended up on second place would take over as Miss Hogwarts if the winner, for some reason, couldn't or wouldn't be Miss Hogwarts.
The twelve girls, or perhaps women, stepped out on the stage in the great hall where the teachers' tables used to be. As they looked out in the room they could see the ten judges along a table in front of them, and behind them again they could see their own families and fellow students. On the far right space had been cleared and twelve round tables with sofas and chairs around stood ready for the participants and their crew. Some family members, mostly mothers and sisters, had seated themselves there, proudly waiting for their daughter or sister. Lily felt natural on her high heel, as she had always been forced to wear high heels at formal occasions, but she saw Mirabella Quinn from Hufflepuff next to her bite her lip and change positions over and over again.
On Dumbledores sign the girls went over to the door at their right and disappeared. She noted that Rigidius Malfoy, the competition sponsor, winked to Persephone Malfoy from Slytherin, she was probably his daughter or niece or something. As they came into the backstage room, the girls hurriedly left for their rooms where their crew awaited them. As Lily came in Jennifer flung herself around Lily's neck.
"You're so pretty, you're gonna win!" After being released from her friend Lily went over to the changing room where a very elven inspired dress hang. She got out of the creamy white formal dress and snuggled herself into the other one. She drew her hair over to one side and went out to the others. Iris pushed her down in a chair and kneeled in front of her while Yvonne (Chimeara, fellow sixth year, resigned prefect) dug her hands into Lily's hair. After twenty minutes or so Lily could distantly hear the applause after what probably was Xyania's act, after that she could hear Tara, Catheryn and Marilee finish.
Now they had finished with her and Lily went out in the hall and saw a glimpse of Persephones long silvery hair as she gracefully slipped out the door to the stage. After some time another round of applause was heard and Lily opened the door. Lily stepped out on the stage and seated herself on a chair. Her hair had been braided and twisted around one her head and she was clad in a wonderful, elven inspired dress. As she seated herself, Jennifer crept out the door and stepped forward.
"In the middle of the table, against the woven cloths upon the wall, there was a chair upon a canopy, and there sat a lady fair to look upon, and so like was she in form of womanhood to Elrond that Frodo guessed that she was one of his close kindred. Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost; her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stairs was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night; yet queenly she looked, and thought and knowledge were in her glance, as of one who has known many things that the years bring. Above her brow her head was covered with a cap of silver lace netted with small gems, glittering white; but her soft grey raiment had no ornament save a girdle of leaves wrought in silver." After Jennifer had read this Lily rose and stepped a bit forward. To the audience it seemed that it was indeed the elven princess from Tolkiens book that stood before them, so filled with beauty and knowledge she was.
Jennifer continued: "So it was that Frodo saw her whom few mortals had yet seen; Arwen, daughter of Elrond, in whom it was said that the likeness of Lúthien had come on earth again; and she was called Undómiel, for she was the Evenstar of her people. Long she had been in the land of her mother's kin, in Lórien beyond the mountains, and was lately returned to Rivendell to her father's house." After this Jennifer stepped back and stood in the shadows of the curtain.
"The world of Tolkien, described in his books about the ring, has fascinated me deeply, and the piece just now was picked from it. Many songs are written in these books, and as I, unfortunately, have none of the melodies, I have made some of my own. This particular song, I believe is called 'A Elbereth Gilthoniel'." Lily smiled gently at everyone, still spellbound by her appearance and sang.
"A Elbereth Gilthoniel,
Silviren penna míriel
O menel aglar elenath!
Na-chaered palan-díriel
O galadhremmin ennorath,
Fanuilos, le linnathon
Nef aear, si nef aearon!"
Her voice rang clear as water, and light after tones of rippled water and raindrops rang the room. Dumbledore nodded at her. "Thank you, Miss Evans." Lily bowed lightly and left as gracefully as an elven maiden in the forest. Jennifer followed her as in a daze.
"Wow."
"I did bad?" Lily asked her with a nervous look in her eyes.
"No, you did wonderful." Jennifer smiled. Lily and Jennifer swished past the nervous Mirabella and slipped into the room with the others again. In there Lily slipped back into the creamy white dress and Jennifer washed her face before applying some matching make up. Yvonne unbraided Lily's hair and curled the edges a bit up with a curling iron. Lily looked at her reflection in the mirror in front of her. Some light champagne-coloured eye shadow rested in a thin layer on her eyelids. Her lashes had been lengthened, curled and coloured and circled her green eyes framed in dark green eyeliner. Lily slipped on some high-heeled creme coloured shoes ad rose from the chair.
She looked around in the room. Somebody had filled it with different sorts of lilies under her act. She picked up a card attached to a bouquet of lily of the valleys. To my sweet Lily, flowers to match your beauty. James. She smiled. A bouquet of tiger lilies was from Remus, and others were from Peter, Sirius, her mother, Jennifer, Iris, and several others. Lily hastily dried some tears away before they ruined her make up. A single white and green lily was placed in front of the mirror and Lily looked on the card.
To see a World in a grain of sand,
And Heaven in a wild flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour.
Lily smiled; she recognised her father's handwriting. She turned to the girls behind of her. They left the room and entered the stage door, but instead of entering the stage they crept down a stair behind the carpet and reached the table where Lily's mother had seated herself. Rose silently rose and hugged her daughter, carefully, not to distract the judges or audience from Rowena (a fellow Gryffindor)'s act.
They watched the remaining girls and gave them a chance to change before Lily had to enter the stage again. There every single one of them had to twirl and walk of all their might before they could seat themselves again. The judges wrote down something on their little pads individually before leaving the room to discuss.
Now hell broke loose.
The students rushed over to the raised platform the participants had seated themselves on and called for them. Lily ran over to the rail and reached out for Sirius as Remus pushed him up. With some trouble she managed to pull him over and the same repeated itself with James. Together they managed to get Remus and Peter up as well and exhausted they fell back on the couch. James landed his hand around Lily's shoulder, a gist for all the boys to show that Lily was his and only his. They laughed and talked for about half an hour and then the judges returned. The Marauders hugged Lily and jumped off the platform.
Dumbledore cleared his throat and got everyone's attention.
"May the twelve participants enter the stage." The twelve of then slowly filled up, and lined on the stage.
"As I call your name you will walk down to the middle and then over to one of the circles." Dumbledore said indicating the white circles on the dark wooden floor.
"The eight passers in random order." Lily felt the hall draw its breath.
"Desiree Cannes, Hufflepuff." As the smiling blond stepped out of line the hall broke into applause.
"Jeannie Sanders, Ravenclaw." Jeannie smiled like the sun when she received the storming applause.
"Marilee Voulige, Ravenclaw.
"Lily Evans, Gryffindor." When Lily stepped out the applause was thundering, as she was the first Gryffindor.
"Xyania Partridge, Slytherin. Mirabella Quinn, Hufflepuff. Tara Cedes, Gryffindor. Persephone Malfoy, Slytherin." After the applause for the eight (Persephone probably judged it as her applause) Dumbledore informed them that all of them, even the four who went out, had to be there the next evening, and excused them. Lily turned swiftly around and hugged Rowena tightly. She was the Gryffindor who didn't make it. If the judges saw it best like that, they could have taken out all of the Gryffindors in the first round, but it had been one loss from each house. Rowena told Lily she was fine and sent her to her awaiting friend and fans.
The Gryffindors celebrated Lily, Tara and Rowena the following hours in the Gryffindor common room.