Chapter 1 : Alone
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Hey, I’m Lily. And I don’t look exactly like my father or have my Mum’s eyes. I’m a bit of an anomaly actually. My eyes are blue and that’s about all I can say about them. I have this weird colored hair that’s black but tries its best to turn red. Sometimes I’d wake up with a whole new hair color and that just added to my stress. Not to be a total girl about it, but yea sometimes I wish my hair would just all fall out so I could just wear wigs. Thank goodness I’m not a total red-head though; I couldn’t stand to be directly associated with all those noisy Weasley brats. They are my cousins and all but they are so bloody annoying. Maybe I’m just a little jealous that they are all London socialites and I’m left all alone in Hogwarts. Seriously, not one of them has a job yet! They go bar hopping and attend ministry parties. Oh what a life! Dom, Rose and James and their bunch graduated ages ago. Good riddance.
You would think that because they are all gone that all of the glorious attention that was spread evenly upon all of my lovely siblings and cousins now was concentrated on me because for now, I’m the only one here. But no, I have gone more unnoticed than Nearly Headless Nick and he’s a ghost for Merlin’s sake.
I have friends; if you count my cat and the Librarians assistant, David. He’s pretty cute, he graduated early from Durmstrang and is the “apprentice Librarian” at Hogwarts. What I love most about David is that he doesn’t really look at me like anyone else. He always seems to stare into my eyes like I’m actually interesting. Not the quiet one in the corner. David has his fair share of suitors. But he just ignores them. Sometimes I pretend that he has only eyes for me, but it’s not true. He’s just, David. He probably has never had romantic relations with anyone, besides his cat. Maybe that’s why we get along so well…we have a lot in common.
Today is the start of my new life. I kind of decided that awhile back when I was drawing pictures on the frosted glass windows of the Hogwarts Express. I don’t know what got into me, but I felt so different. A change had happened. Not the typical teenage over night “oh my gosh you have boobs now” change, the kind that stirs in your stomach and slowly leaks up your throat and out of your mouth. Confidence, some may call it. But earlier today, I said hello to Levi Wood. I was staring blankly out the window dreading practically everything the next school year was about to offer when he just walked in and I said that one feeble word. Not even a cool “hey” or “what’s up”, but the wimpy, formal and pathetic “hello”.
If my mother knew that I said hello to the bloke she would probably cancel all my therapy sessions because here’s the thing, I don’t talk to people besides David and Lola (my cat). I almost went into shock on the spot. I mean seriously, why I was risking every single piece of peaceful solitude to talk to the jerkiest, snarkiest, nastiest, most chauvinistic and hottest guy currently residing at Hogwarts. If you rewound to a couple of years back than my lovely brother James would probably have the honor of owning that title.
It’s not like he said anything back to me. He just stared and looked the look that David gave me sometimes. Levi rubbed his fists over his large green eyes and took a startled step back and just walked away. Just like that. The only person from school who I tried to communicate with since well, the first day of Hogwarts, practically ran away. But the confidence was awoken and I felt like I could scream hello to the whole freaking world. The next step in my transformation would have to be getting someone to say hello back.
Right now I’m in my room, which is vacant because my over protective mother wants me to make friends but feels that I would be much more comfortable in a hollow cold room with four beds to myself. I’m truly the outcast of all outcasts. But in all my isolated glory, I knew that something had to give. I knew that I would probably destroy myself if I compared my self to the beautiful Victorie or Dom or any female member of my family for that matter. I also knew that people aren’t meant to live like this. Alone.
I have classes right away the next morning. All the Gryffindor’s are with Slytherin and the Hufflepuff’s with the Ravenclaw’s. I would like it to be switched up a bit every so often. But I guess Headmistress Collins wants a healthy rivalry flowing through the testosterone heavy guys in 7th year. I mean, please! Don’t you think that we should meet the other half of our school? It seems absolutely ludicrous to me.
I have Potions and my partner is Emma Wilson. She’s loud and obnoxious and likes to bend over real far so Levi and his buddies can catch a glimpse of her thong. I feel embarrassed for the poor girl. She obviously lacks self esteem. I swallowed my shyness and tapped Emma on the shoulder as she was “searching for her quill” on the black stone floor.
“What do you want weirdo?” Emma snapped and snatched the quill from the floor.
“You really shouldn’t market yourself like that, its rather degrading” I said perhaps a little too loudly.
“What did you just say skank?” Emma’s eyes narrowed and she folded her arms tightly across her chest.
And then my pot full of confidence ran completely dry. I mumbled an incoherent apology and returned to chopping the onions into small diced squares. Emma huffed and turned back to her “boy entrancing” and I finished the potion and probably landed us both an O.
I rushed out of class to avoid any further interaction with Emma when I heard someone call loudly from behind me. I just stopped walking. I recognized the voice. It was him. Levi Wood, the first man…er well guy who I ever said hello to (besides David).
And there he came, in all his windswept brown hair and burning green eyes glory. I couldn’t help but drop my jaw a bit.
“Hey nice going with Emma” He said and smiled brightly. I noticed that he had dimples, kind of.
“Yea well….” I didn’t know what to do with myself. My feet were rocking back and forth and my stupid hand kept on brushing my hair. I must have looked like a maniac.
“My friends and I really couldn’t take seeing her ass anymore” He chuckled slyly and then continued on. “Not that I don’t like a good ass”
“Excuse me?” I smiled slightly that he used proper grammar when describing his friends, but my frown quickly slipped away when he mentioned…asses.
Levi’s grin widened even further and I stepped back in fear. He looked like he was up to something.
“Jeez, can’t you take a compliment Lily?”
My heart stopped beating. And my lungs stopped accepting any oxygen. I swear if I start hyperventilating I’m going to bury myself alive.
“You know my name?”
“Who doesn’t, your dads the one and only Harry Potter.”
And then my heart beat was restored and my lungs reopened. He did NOT just mention my father. I took another step away and narrowed my eyes.
“Of course that’s how you know.”
And on that note, I stalked away. All in all it had been a rather eventful day. Plenty to journal about and send off to my therapist so she knows I’m making some improvement. And that whole interaction with Levi had been…amazing yet absolutely terrible. I really wish that I wasn’t in this stupid, bloody, annoying, fame addicted family.
Soooooo what do you think. Review please. NaNoWriMo is over and my mind is frreeeeee some I'm doing a lot of writing. The next chapter should be coming very soon.
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