Introduction-

My parents have often told me that things don't JUST happen; they happen for a reason. Psssh…. I, Lillian Marie Evans, DO NOT believe in fate and that entire hullabaloo. I am a strong and independent woman who blazes her own trail; I decide my own future, not some force that has some power over events that have occurred, is occurring, or will occur in my life.

If things DO happen, the kind of things that are for some reason unexplainable by logic, I think of them as little coincidences… that's all… just coinkidinks.

All this summed up my conviction in life. I was in control.

You may have noticed the big WAS there. Yeah, I was in control… until I met James "Precious-head-is-too-big-for-my-oh-so-hot-toned-body" Potter. Ugh.

Since I have already begun, I might as well finish it eh? You would like that wouldn't you?

But before I continue, I should warn you of the graphic images and unstable inward impressions the characters may portray. I am not liable for any physical injuries, mental disturbances and/or developments that may have occurred for the duration of this story.

Now that we have that all cleared up. Shall we?

If I remember it correctly, it just about started on the night of the first of September… at exactly 7:16 PM…………