Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my plot, ideas and characters.

Disclaimer II: I don't own the song Friend. That belongs to Kaitlyn.

You don't have to be cool

Don't have to smart

Don't need to know anything all the time

Its alright if you're a little bit out of it

I don't care

I just want to be your friend

"Friend"

Enjoy.

Lily

My eyes were blurry with sleep but I forced them open anyway. I was lying down on a stone, cold (dirty) floor. Alone. When I went to sleep, around 4am this morning, there was someone beside me. Sev took me here last night, to the tapestry of Eve getting tempted by the snake. The snake is reached out to her, the green skin coiled around the forbidden fruit. Then he pulled back the left corner and took us inside.

We talked for a long time. We can talk about… I don't know. Anything. Everything. His mother. My sister. Because we can't really tell anyone else. My friends are amazing, I love them all to pieces and would do almost anything for them, but I don't feel they really know me. And they don't understand how hard it is to be surrounded by all this magic and not really know about it. That's why I study in History and take in all the drivel Binns spouts. They don't know how it falls because they grew up with magic or at least with some inkling. I just got a letter when I was eleven years old, a letter my sister didn't get, a letter I didn't understand. Then I got thrown into this whole new world.

It was exciting and fresh but difficult and I'd go to bed at night and wish I was at home, wish I wasn't different from Petunia. She turned into such a bitch when I got that letter. A mean, hard, jealous bitch. She changed. Why? Because of me? I cried my eyes out after our last exchange- last year. She hasn't spoke to me since. How can I help what I am? I only am what I was born. I guess that's what Sev was trying to tell me that day I asked him if he hated that I was a Mudblood. People- my friends- tell me not to think of myself that way, that's not me, blood doesn't matter yada yada. But I know its true. Complete strangers tell you the truth because your friends paint up a cotton candy, fluffy version of yourself. They tell you what you want to hear.

Sev knows me. He understands me. He tells me the truth- always.

What was he trying to say then? That he wanted to leave, but he was afraid to say it to my face? Coward. No, Sev's not a coward. If people knew what he'd been through, if only they knew they wouldn't say half the stuff-

And contrary to what they all think, he cares about people. A lot. That's why he gets hurt.

Oh.

Lily. You looked so happy when you were sleeping I couldn't wake you up. See you today at half three, in our special place?

S.S

No love or kisses. No names. But that's just Sev's way.

I stood up, trying to get some life into my dead feet, cramped from being bent in a weird position. I smiled gleefully to myself as I recalled last nights events. Maybe we went too far. But I don't care. I truly don't care. I'm a teenager for god sakes, and fifteen years old! Well, just fifteen. I hate having such a late birthday. 23rd November. Jeez. I've been fifteen for two weeks now. It's the 7th of December! Dawn's birthday. I got her a present, because I like Dawn a lot. I bought her some cute stripy socks and chocolates.

Oh my god. The 7th of December! That means the Christmas Ball is really close! I'll admit it, guiltily, with a face burning red with the shame. I have turned into a brainless wonder. I am now interested in who's going with who, who asked who, who got turned down by who, what everyone's wearing, if the Weird Sisters are actually playing, how late is late, how I'm doing my hair…

Potter still hasn't quit on the Ludicrous Question. I'm pretty sure we're on Count Seven Hundred And Sixty Five. Ohdear. You would think he would have got the message by now. Maybe I should pull Sev in front of him, just to see the look on his face. Just to wipe that smug, all knowing, arrogant, boyish smirk off his face. Just for a second.

But I know that would lead to disaster. Because Potter would leap on Sev and completely hammer him. Sev and Potter are both vicious, both good at fighting but the truth is Potter is better. They've had some brutal scraps before. That's the trouble- they're pretty well matched. Potter has more of the muscle while Sev has more of the brain. Sev says he's working on some new spells. I hope he blasts one at Potter. I really do. That sounds harsh but that's what I'm hoping for.

XxX.

Oh my god! I'm so excited! It's the 12th of December and I have finally sneaked off and bought my dress! I'm going as an Indian princess. Get it- I'm being Tiger Lily. I've bought Sev's stuff too, and it sounds weird but we look really good together. The Prince and Tiger Lily. Sounds good too. I even have a veil thing that covers my face 'cause I'd be too nervous if people could see me. So does Sev. We're going to blow them all away!

Oh, excuse me. Carrie's here and she has chocolate. Carrie, I'm saying. Carrie, I'm your best friend.

So? She's saying.

I will be eternally your best friend and you can be a bridesmaid at my wedding. (I just threatened her with the bridesmaid threat.)

I know I'm going to be your bridesmaid even if I don't give you this.

Um… Well, I'll cut you out of my will. (I'm desperate.)

I'm in your will? Cool. But no. This is Honeydukes' fines-

I'm back.

Yum, this is Honeydukes' finest.

I just wrestled her for the chocolate and broke off a huge square. I'm happy now.

And just SO EXCITED.

You know what's really annoying? I can't share my excitement about my dress with anyone, because then my friends would find out about me and Sev. And Sev doesn't care what I look like. That's what I love about him, he cares about the me on the inside. He's genuine. And anyway no guy is really interested in a girls clothes- unless he's taking them off.

Oh-

I thought Carrie was trying to see my notebook, but she was just getting the Frosty Chimpanzees record. She says there's a party going on downstairs to celebrate the amazing Gryff win at Quidditch on Saturday. Our team won on Saturday? I never even knew there was a game on. She leaps down the stairs three at a time and next thing, I Bet You Look Good On The Dance Floor is getting played at full blast.

Better get down there and partaaaay!