The race for the 2036 Ministry for Magic elections was on. There was no more backing down. No more soft stances on issues, no more feeble advertising, no more weak attempts at debates. This was the big league. To be Minister for Magic was to be the leader of the magical world. No screw-ups allowed here.
Lily Potter, currently aged 26, always had great ambition. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it done. Some insiders might say she is borderline ruthless. But that’s not the Lily Potter the public knows.
“Potter’s Little Princess”
The Lily Potter everyone thought they knew was full of sugar and spice and everything nice. Lily knew how to act towards the media ever since she was a child. A shy, reserved grin on her face and an arm wrapped around Daddy’s leg always caught paparazzi cooing up a storm. As the years went by, Lily perfected the wink that would soon become her trademark. With just a small twitch of her right eye and the slightest hint of a smirk, she had the media eating out of the palm of her hand.
At the ripe age of seven, Lily knew what she wanted to be. Minister for Magic. What petite, fragile girl predicts that she’ll lead her country? Certainly not the famous Harry Potter’s pride and joy, right?
As it is well known, Lily comes from quite the robust family tree. Father: saved the entire Wizarding world from the clutches of evil, head of the Auror department. Mother: former Holyhead Harpies chaser, senior Quidditch correspondent for the Daily Prophet. Aunt: the brightest witch of her age, prominent lawyer in Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Uncle: the chosen one’s named sidekick, co-heads the Auror department. Eldest brother: captain and chaser for the Montrose Magpies (current British/Irish Quidditch League Cup holders). Middle brother: Unspeakable in the Department of Mysteries.
There was no doubt Lily had the potential for greatness. She knew she had to outshine her brothers. Being the youngest of three naturally put a pressure on her to make her own success.
So Lily was ambitious. It has been rumored that Lily was almost sorted into Slytherin. The Sorting Hat recognized her capabilities and her thirst for power. Perhaps the strong Weasley/Potter blood prevailed; perhaps she was able to convince the Hat otherwise. But in the end, little Lily Potter became a proud Gryffindor.
However, as driven and (at times) cunning as she could be, Lily realized that she would get nowhere in life if she was not charming, nice, sweet. She thought she had to keep up the perfect princess façade in order for the public to continue admiring her. What she didn’t realize was that this was no act. For in fact, Lily Potter was actually sweet. She knew being outwardly and blatantly mean wouldn’t get her anywhere.
So all throughout her Hogwarts career she was friendly, sociable, yet studious. She had almost no trouble making friends, garnering dates, or sucking up to professors. With eight “Outstandings” on her OWLS, sans one “Exceeds Expectations” in Potions, Lily had a near perfect track record. She was a prefect since fifth year and Head Girl in seventh, following in the footsteps of her namesake.
Lily Potter was a strong leader. She had no apparent weaknesses. Except for one that went by the name of Lysander Scamander. Son of Luna Lovegood, Lily’s second namesake, he was a Ravenclaw a year ahead of her at school. They had a brief yet intense fling during her sixth year. She fell hard for him. But she let her guard down and ended up getting hurt. Lily found him in a broom closet wrapped in the arms of another girl. After that, Lily learned to keep her walls up. She had to stay strong and resolute if she wanted to be Minister for Magic. No more petty emotions, like love, would be getting in her way, she decided.
Lily became all the more determined to get what she wanted. She graduated top of her class and dove immediately into an internship in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, under her aunt Hermione Weasley. Though she could’ve taken the easy road and worked safely under the impressive name of her aunt, Lily refused to work her way up the hierarchy solely due to name recognition.
For seven years, Lily devoted herself to her work. For seven years, Lily made a name for herself. At the age of 25, Lily had decided it was time.
“Lily Potter Announces Candidacy for 2036 Minister for Magic”
There was an immediate outpour of support for her. While she certainly wouldn’t be the first female Minister, she would be the youngest in history. Quite the feat for Harry Potter’s daughter to accomplish, reporters remarked frequently. Of course such criticism came too, due to her lack of experience and young age. Lily faced it in stride, however. No backing down. Remember, she had known how to work the press since her infancy. Know your stuff, stay strong, and throw in a wink or two when needed. That’s what Lily stuck to. And that’s what seemed to work.
Lily had this in the bag.
At least for now.
A/N: Alright, bear with me here! I know this doesn’t seem like much, and it’s a much different tone than my previous stories, but if will get more exciting I promise! I just had experienced the biggest plot bunny ever, and I had to write it. Review, please? I’d really like to know what your reactions are to this.
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