I couldn't believe it. When the world started swirling around me, everything fading and turning blurry, I thought that I was dying. I really did. But then, I heard a crack, kind of like lightning, and I started falling. Slowly, but at first, all I was thinking was, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead. Then, I touched the floor.
Blink. Blink. A bunch of kids all staring at me. I was in some sort of magical hall. Magical hall! It was true! I was at Hogwarts! Then I snapped back to reality, people were staring at me, OK, think…. "Am I a bit late?" I saw jaws drop when I said that so casually. Then I went up to what I thought was the main teacher, and said, "Hi. I am Lily Evans, and I would love to sit and eat right now, so if we could do this later? Thanks." And I stalked over to a table with red and gold drapes over it and sat down. And started eating. As simple as that. It was the way to become the talk of everyone in the school.
I heard rumors and murmurs about me through out the dinner, and I took the opportunity to make an assessment of the school. Who were the IT girls, the IT boys, who was a wannabe, the friends to make, the boys to flirt with, etc… It was hard not to notice a group of three boys, extremely hot, all avidly leaning over a piece of…. what looked like… parchment? I made note of things that I would ask people about later. Next to those boys was an obvious wannabe, and next to him, some really clingy girl with s. Another obvious person not to associate with… But the boys? A definite yes. I scanned the crowd listening for compliments and looking for other popular girls. I picked out three girls who were musts and quite a few others who would become at least acquaintances. The three were chatting together and from the looks of it not about her, a sign of superiority. Of course, they weren't superior to her, but they would learn that later.
There was a blonde who looked ditzy, but was pretty, and liked clothes. A brunette, which was the smart, snobby, and rich one, and a girl with wavy black hair and snow white skin, the quiet mysterious one. They would make the perfect group, and we would beco- what was I doing? I was beoming the girls I hated the most within a space of two minutes. What was happening to me? I had to stop it… But if I became the queen of the school before that… Well, I would deal.