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The Wind Through My Hair

Lily Evans, a sixteen year old sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Approximately one and a half years left at the place she had come to call a home away from home. She was a prefect, second year in a row, straight A student, and not bad looking. She had grown her cute little red bob into long, silky locks of red hair. Her eyes, however, were still the main attraction: strong and fierce, with a bit of superiority behind them. Though a beautiful piece of work, a scowl was often seen on her features...such as now.

"Potter! You imbecile! How many times have I told you? Don't leave your gags around!" she yelled. It was normal, daily tirade time, as Lily accidentally picked up a fake wand lying on the common room table, next to her real one, as she tried to perform a complex NEWT level spell, and it turned into a large rubber model of Snape himself. In his boxers.

James smirked, and said, "Who says it was dear old little old poor little pudding Jamsie? It could've been Sirius, or Peter...or even perfect Prefect Moonie! Why do you always blame it on dear old poor little pudding Jamsie?" He was always teasing her, in a friendly way of course, but Lily had always hated him, for reasons dating back to when she couldn't remember. He had always seemed annoying to her, and she couldn't see why he was so popular. Aside from the fact that he was actually very fun-loving, and very humorous, and was very clever for not getting caught for half the pranks he and his friends did, Lily just couldn't see why everyone liked him. He was a dumb old poop head. Or, so said in the words of a less immature part of Lily Evans.

She closed her eyes, as if trying to remember something peaceful to hold her very short temper. She was suffering from lack of sleep, and desperately wanted to get this spell down to perfect perfection. "Look Potter. Just get away from me right now, and don't bother me until...until...well, forever would be nice, but I know that's quite impossible. So until lunch I suppose," she said. By the end of her sentence, she sounded pretty amused. She knew James was smitten with her, and though they both knew she didn't like him, she couldn't help but rub it in his face.

He rolled his eyes, somewhat annoyed. "Yeah, whatever, Evans," he said, as he spotted Peter, Remus, and Sirius. "I've got better things to do anyways," he said, offhandedly. Lily shrugged, not particularly caring, and just lost interest as James whispered, "So, next week's a full moon, eh?" then became immersed in her textbook.

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Lily patrolled the halls with Remus Lupin, on Thursday night. Their night to patrol the east wing, where the Astronomy Tower lay. Everyone knew that the Astronomy tower was the place to go for a make out session, or even something more. Everyone also knew that Lily Evans was on patrol that night, and she was a no-nonsense sort of girl.

"Remus, I still honestly don't see how you can be a 'famous' marauder, and still be a Prefect. I thought being a Marauder was all about rule-breaking. You happen to be a rule enforcer," she said.

"Er...well...I suppose...you could be both you know," he said. They stopped their conversation though, when the reached the astronomy tower entrance. "Ladies first," Remus said, and Lily stepped in before him. Already, as Lily walked up the spiraling stairs, she could hear the rustling of robes and muffled sounds of romance. Lily rolled her eyes.

She got up to the top, only to find two figures entangled with each other, the girl laughing playfully, and the boy, well...doing something to make her laugh. Lily cleared her throat, and both their heads jerked up. It was Sirius and his flavor or the week: Stephanie Lee of Ravenclaw. Now, Stephanie happened to be a good friend of Lily, so Stephanie thought she could go up to the Astronomy Tower tonight-- who wouldn't, when it was Sirius Black with them? He was definitely a playboy, but definitely beyond handsome.

"Oh, hey Lily..." Stephanie said.

"Look Steph, I'm sorry, but you'll just have to have a detention. You know the rules," Lily said.

"Lils, aren't we friends? Just...let me get away with this once...please?" she said, looking at Lily with panic on her face, after glancing at Sirius. This was obviously her only chance with him.

"No, Stephanie, you know the rules. It's nearly 12. You are supposed to be in the common room by 9," said Lily.

Stephanie had lost it. She had gone to great lengths to get Sirius's affection, and Lily was really wrecking their romantic moment. "Lily, you are such a prude! Can't you just let this go? Just once? Ugh! You are so anal, about everything!"

Lily was taken aback, but didn't seem to get the idea. "You...you...two detentions then!"

"Come on, Steph, let's get out of here. Lily obviously doesn't relate," Sirius said harshly.

"Excuse me?" Lily said.

"Oh come on! You're so uptight, you've probably never made out in the Astronomy Tower! Hell, you've probably never made out. Period! Let's go!" Sirius half-shouted, then grabbed Stephanie Lee's hand and stormed out. Lily was in shock. Was she really that uptight? Was she really a...prude? She was mad, but...she was also regretful. Sirius had been right, she hadn't ever made out before, not even in the tower. Lily felt her eyes welling up. No! She wouldn't cry!

Lily turned around and gave Remus a glare. "Well, thanks for all your help with THAT situation," she said, her voice acidic. Lily stormed out, without another word, and headed for her dorm.

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"Lily, is there something...wrong?" her best friend, Diana asked. She glanced at Lily tentatively, then nudged Lily's other friend, Sarah.

"Yeah, you seemed kind of...angry last night, when you went to bed. And...er...well, you seem...kind of angry now, too," said Sarah.

Lily moaned under her breath. She hated questions, and couldn't stand answering ones that had obvious answers. Of course she was mad. She was also deep in thought. She had stayed up almost all night, trying to think of a time when she had had real fun, and had broken a few rules.

"No, I'm NOT mad. Haven't you already asked me that question like, ten times already?" Lily said in annoyance.

"Er, actually, no. That was the first time we asked you," said Diana.

Diana and Sarah had been her best friends since year one, and they were all very comfortable with each other. They were all pretty aware of what each other's likes and dislikes were. However, if they couldn't ask what was wrong, how else were they supposed to find out? Diana was a pretty girl, with bright blue eyes and long blonde hair. Freckles scattered over her petite nose, and slightly round face. Sarah was short and stocky, with a deranged sense of humor. She had blondish brown hair, cut in a short bob.

"Do you guys think I'm...a prude?" Lily asked.

"Well, that was actually very irrelevant, and completely off subject, but, I'm sorry, what was the question again?" Sarah asked, as she realized what Lily had actually asked. It was very tricky to answer, as neither wanted to say she WAS a prude-- Lily would not be too happy.

"I said...do you think I'm a prude? As in, do you think I have no fun, or...well, I'm not, am I? I mean...I have broken the rules before, haven't I? I mean, come on, I do all the time, don't I?" Lily asked, hopefully.

Neither Diana or Sarah responded. Or, they didn't have time to think up an answer that could go either way, because Lily sighed heavily, and slumped her shoulders. "I knew it...I AM a prude!"

Diana looked at Sarah again, eyebrows raised. They had never encountered this problem before.

"Well, no more! I will not be...uptight...or...irritable...or straight-backed anymore! No sir, not me!" she said. "In fact, I've forgotten my Transfiguration book in our dorm, and you know what? I'm not going to get it. How's that for wild?" Diana and Sarah muffled their giggles and nodded.

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Lily waltzed into Transfiguration five minutes late and sat down.

"Ms. Evans? Why, may I ask, are you late?" Professor McGonacgall asked sternly.

"Well, I was...I was...I was..." Lily began smoothly, but soon forgot what she was going to say. She had spent that entire five minutes, formulating something clever and nonchalant to say, something that would make everyone think she didn't give a damn. However, things were not working out well. Actually saying these things to McGonagall's face was harder than it seemed.

"Don't do it again," McGonagall snapped, and went back to the blackboard with her pointer, tapping on the hand movements involved in the spell they were doing that day.

Lily sighed and nodded. It had pained her to make a fool of herself in front of the class, but it pained her more that McGonagall thought her to be such a goody two shoes, she didn't even take off any points. Lily made up her mind- she was going to change her image. She was going to break the rules...."Tonight!" Lily thought to herself.

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Lily pushed open the portrait of the Fat Lady and tip-toed out with her friends. Diana and Sarah looked at each other uncertainly. They did break the rules occasionally, but they didn't know about breaking them with Lily. Lily wasn't the stealthiest person, and she definitely was not that experienced. "You sure you want to....randomly wander the halls in order to break a few rules, Lils?" Sarah asked.

"Yes! Now stop asking questions!" Lily snapped.

By this time, they were in a hall they didn't quite recognized, after the staircase had changed directions on them. Sarah stumbled and fell, as she tripped over a large...alive object.

"Mrs. Norris!" Diana exclaimed, and looked around for a place to hide. She ran frantically down he narrow hallway they were in and went into a broom closet. Sarah had run the very opposite way, into where Lily didn't see. Lily did not see what the big deal was. Mrs. Norris was simply a cat, and cats didn't do much. But as she thought how ridiculous they were being, she heard footsteps down the hall, headed straight for her.

Filch? she thought. How did he get here so quickly? She shook her head and did not ponder it any longer, as she ran down the other hall her friends had not gone down. She ran, really not bothering to keep the clicking of her shoes down, or bothering to be surreptitious. Lily had totally forgotten about that, and her instinct to stay out of trouble had kicked in. She spotted the main exit, outside to the lake and to the Whomping Willow. She'd be safe outside, right? Filch didn't patrol outside, she'd be safe there. It was nearly 3 in the morning, as Lily had left the common room at an ungodly hour, in attempt to really, really break the rules. She pushed open the door, and tiptoed outside, realizing just how loud she had been. She closed the door quietly, and went out by the other side of the castle, and sat down behind a bush. Her heart was racing at a speed faster than light.

What if I get caught? What if I'm not a prefect anymore? What if...oh no, someone's coming!

She peered above the bush and saw...a horse? No, it was a deer...no...A stag! A stag was galloping toward the side of the castle with a shaggy black dog at his heel. They stopped right in front of her, conveniently enough, and stood there for a few seconds, at first, doing nothing, then, Lily realized, they were slowly changing. It was slow, but Lily was fascinated and watched, entranced. Who were theses people? They both were finished and James playfully punched Sirius on the arm.

"Another successful night, eh?"

"Hah! That was a gas," Sirius said.

Lily suddenly gasped rather loudly as she realized exactly who they were. James and Sirius stopped dead, and turned around to see who was staring at them. There was a long, dead silence hanging in the hair.

A/N: Good? Bad? Tell me, please. I stayed up pretty late to finish writing this one.