Story Title: My Life from a Bird's Eye View

Chapter Number: 4

Date Written: 6/25/05

Date Uploaded: 6/25/05

Author: incompetent.twitch

The door to the Marauder's compartment slammed open, and I entered. I was still angry, so I guess I may have been giving off a scary aura. Or, at least, that's what Sirius tried to tell me as soon as I entered the compartment.

"Evans! How wonderful it is to see you again! You have no idea how much we have pined for you this summer. Actually, now I'm kind of scared that we did. You look like you've just killed somebody." Black proceeded to tell me. Gosh, sometimes I hate the opposite gender. Though, that doesn't mean that I don't like looking at them.

"I would've, except I don't want to be expelled once I've finally reached the end of this terrific school. In fact, I am so obviously thrilled that I have been invited to sit with you this lovely train ride." I responded.

"You weren't." said Peter Pettigrew. At once, 3 pairs of eyes turned to glare at him. Sirius', Remus', and mine. Pettigrew actually beat Potter for disgusting me the most. Actually, Potter didn't really disgust me, he just kind of…pissed me off. A lot. But Pettigrew was a disgusting specimen of the human race. He really didn't belong with the other Marauders, and especially not in Gryffindor. Heck, I'm not even sure that he belonged in Slytherin, for heaven's sake.

Let me just take this chance to describe that hideous creature. While Potter, Black, and Lupin were all tall, well built and fit, and handsome, Pettigrew was the exact opposite. It's like me standing at one end of a railroad, and a train hurtling 90 miles at me from the other end. Ok, maybe that wasn't the best comparison. Anyways, Pettigrew was about a foot and a half shorter than the rest of the gang (the other three were all over 6 feet tall), seemed to have a constant cold, and was quite possibly the ugliest thing that I've seen recently, besides Snape and a rat that was sniffing around my stuff last year. Actually, Pettigrew quite looks like a rat…

My brilliant thoughts were interrupted as Cecilia and Potter entered the compartment. I plopped down between Sirius (unfortunately) and Remus (much to my relief). I was actually quite close to both of them. They weren't really my friends, per say, but they protected me as a younger sister, and when chances arose, I would protect them as my brothers.

"Prongs, buddy, you look like you've seen a ghost!" Sirius exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. I most certainly did not look like a ghost. Sirius began to cackle as he realized his stupidity. I sighed, lent my head back, and proceeded to injure myself.

"Ow!" I shrieked. Pettigrew stared at me. I turned my hurt and anger on him. "What are you looking at, shizkoff?" (I'm not really quite sure if I made that word up or not, or even if it is an insult or not, but whatever). "I'm quite sure that your head would be much more damaged if you'd have hit it. I would even go as far as to say that your IQ would lower several points, just down to where I can legally call you retarded." Hey, gimme a break here. My head hurts! And you can't possibly like Pettigrew.

Then Potter turned on me. "I'm not sure where that comment came from. Weren't you the one who just called me childish? You are a complete hypocrite. Leave my friend alone and go bug your only friend." he sniped to me. Anger, embarrassment, and sadness coursed through my veins. I'm quite sure that my not having any friends is due both to Potter's stalking and of my strangeness.

"I hate you." I told him. Then, something shocked me. Hurt flashed in his hazel eyes. Had that been there every time I'd told him that? Had it been there every time I'd rejected him? I sincerely hoped not. That would have meant that I was the heartless one, and all of this time I'd thought that that had been him. And-oh no, my cheering charm wore off.

I sighed. Then Cece asked me what was wrong. Mournfully I looked up at her. My eyes began to swim with tears. Damn my menstrual cycle and damn Voldemort.

"Lily, hon, are you ok?" she asked me concernedly. I could feel my lower lip start to tremble.

I opened my mouth to answer her. "My cheering charm wore off." I said, voice quavering. "And I didn't listen to what Professor Dumbledore said. 'Don't trust a monkey with your apple.'" Then, I burst into tears. My body wracked with sobs, and that caught the Marauder's attention.

"Prongs, you great prat." Began Remus irritably.

"Shut up, Moony, I didn't do it!" Potter exclaimed angrily.

"Cece," Sirius said reasonably, "Was it Prongsie's fault that Lily dearest is crying?"

"I DON'T THINK THAT'S WHAT'S IMPORTANT, BLACK!" a voice bellowed from the doorway. I looked up, and if it were possible, started to cry even harder. You see, I'd seen Arabella Figg, previously my best friend.

We'd gotten into a fight last year. Arabella was mad because I'd gotten mad because she was dating a Slytherin. The worst Slytherin. She'd been dating 'Luscious' Lucius Malfoy. Or, at least, that's what she called him. You have to understand, I wouldn't have minded as much if it were any random Slytherin. But Malfoy? He'd killed my other best friend, Rachel Hamming.

Because I am supposedly 'the strongest witch of my time', I am hunted by Death Eaters almost constantly. Hence the killing of my family, goldfish, and muggle best friend. I'd been at Rachel's house one night, and 2 days later she was dead. A day after the funeral, I'd been sitting outside, when out of nowhere, that buffoon of a boy Lucius came up and grabbed my by the neck. Why my neck? That's not the most convenient part of the body. I always thought that it was the nose. It just…sticks out there! Ugh, and Pinnochio, well he's the worst. Anyways…

He told me he killed her. Rachel, I mean. I have no doubt that he lied. But even if he had, it would have been one of the most evil and cruel things to lie about. So, when Bella, ahem, Arabella started dating him, of course I had a fit! Why wouldn't I have? And then, she got mad at me! Of all the cruel things that life could have thrown at me, 6th year and the following summer were the worst.

"Lily?" came Cecilia's voice. "Earth to Lillers…"

"I'm not a monk, I swear!" I screeched, tears still making their way down my cheeks. Everyone stared at me. Then, Arabella and Cecilia started cracking up.

The laughter died down, and Arabella spoke. "Lil, I need to speak to you. In private." she added the last part after taking a quick glance at the Marauders. I shared a look with Cecilia. She nodded ever so slightly. I could only assume that Potter had told her about my fight with Arabella last year.

Slowly, I stood up. I was going to be very wary. Arabella raise an eyebrow at me, and exited the compartment. I followed, looking around me once again in case the killer scarab beetles were real. Once again, I found myself walking into something. Except, this time, it was Arabella. She looked amused.

"What are you doing?" she asked me in a laughing voice, the one she'd always used around me before we fought. I couldn't help but grin.

"Cecilia said that there were killer scarab beetles. I'm just making sure that they can't hurt us." I replied.

She grinned at me. "Come on, in here." She said, pointing to an empty compartment. I stepped in, and she followed. I took a seat, and she sat down also. Oh, you so did not see that coming.

I stared at her. She stared back, and I could see that she was confused. Well, let me tell you, she was not winning this staring contest! You know what's really hard? Having a staring contest with an animal that does not blink. Well, generally it's hard to have a staring contest with an animal anyways, but it's even harder when they don't blink.

"Lil." Arabella stated.

I tilted my head. What did she want now? I was too tired to continue our 9-month fight. Hey, I coulda had a baby in the time that we've been fighting. I decided to speak to her, because I wouldn't find out what she wanted if we just sat there the whole train ride. Besides, I wanted to go back and tell Cecilia what had happened last year. I think it would be fair to let her know.

"Bella." I replied. Hey, if she uses my nickname, then I get to use hers. It's only fair. "Why did you take me here? You know that I ran out of sugar quills last year. Oh no, wait, you didn't. Because we were fighting. Did we suddenly make up and I missed the memo? I'm not against making up, it's just that…well, I tried last year, and you just blew me off. It hurt."

Her eyes flashed in pain. I felt bad for spazzing at her, but, you know, it's all in the hair color. She sighed. "I know. I meant to write you over the summer, but I couldn't decide how to start or even write the letter. I figured out that it would be better to talk to you in person." she said.

"Well, you could've just asked to borrow my 'Writing Letters To Your Ex-Best Friend For DUMMIES' book." I joked. She smiled thinly.

"Yeah, well," here she took a deep breath, "You were right."

I blinked at her. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah. Malfoy," she spat out the name, like I'd been doing all along, "Did want me, but he wanted something besides my body and my heart as well."

I wanted to comfort her, I really did, but not until she said those words.

"I love you."

No not those words, dimwit. Just keep reading.

"He wanted me to become a Death Eater."

I think my eyes nearly popped out of my head. I'd known from the start that Malfoy was using her, but I didn't think it was going to end up like that

"You said no, right? You didn't join?" I gasped fearfully. You see, my dearest Bella has been known to get herself into some incredibly strange and dangerous situations. Like the one time where she (and she led an innocent me into it, too!) and I almost killed Filch…yeah, that wasn't good.

She smiled thinly. "No, I didn't join. I remembered what you said, and realized that you were right all along." My thoughts exactly. "God, I'm such an idiot!" Also in my thoughts. "You were my best friend, and I wasted all of that time for a guy who only wanted my body and my powers. I'm sorry."

There they are! The magical words! Just like Puff the Magic Dragon.

And all of us magical students, of course. Duh.

"At least you were using me in a good way."

"Hey!" I exclaimed. Bella grinned, and I leapt across the space between us to hug her. Then we got up, left the compartment, and went to join Cecilia and (shudder) the Marauders.

"Lily!" Cecilia shouted tearfully when Bella and I re-entered the Marauder's compartment. "I'm going insane. I need…"

Bella, Cece, and I grinned and shouted at the same time, "PUDDING!"

The three of us cracked up. I knew right away that Cece and Bella would get along just fine. We'd be like three bananas in an elephant. I grinned.

"Hey guys." The Marauders turned around. "Not you." I said exasperatedly. Bella and Cece looked at me expectantly. "We're like three bananas in an elephant!"

"Ohmigosh, you're right!"

"Why not oranges?" asked a voice to my left and across. Heh, like a crossword puzzle! I love those things. There was this one, and it was a 6-letter word for 'acquaintance' and I wrote down 'blueberry', even though it didn't fit and-

Right. They're waiting for an answer.

I turned and blinked at Pettigrew, who had asked the question. I opened my mouth to answer, and imagine my surprise when I heard Potter's voice instead of mine!

"Because, leopards don't eat oranges." he explained to the clueless Pettigrew. I almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

I gaped at Potter. "Wow. That's right!"

He squirmed. He knew as well as I did that whatever he said next was going to make me blow up, even if it was nice and considerate.

Then, out of the blue, Sirius gasped. "Gasp! I have an idea! A wonderful, creative, mind-blowing idea! An idea that will change the world for the good of-"

"Sirius!" I cried. "Breathe so that you can tell us about this wonderful, creative, mind-blowing idea that will change the world for the good of-"

"Mankind!" said Potter.

"Almost." said Sirius. "Actually…"

I gasped excitedly. "MANHUNT!"

Hello wonderful readers and reviewers!

I am so sorry that I haven't updated sooner. This chapter took a bit longer to write, because not all of it was full of stupidity. I really hope you enjoyed this though. Alas, I won't be able to update until July 9th now, because of my vacation. But while vacationing, I shall be writing more! I promise to have up to chapter 7 written by the time I get back. Oh, and I want at least 15 reviews. Not just for this chapter, but for the whole story. Come on, it's really not that hard. Until next time!

-twitch