Chapter 1: The Badge

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do NOT own Harry Potter, or the characters, just the plot is mine.

I was sitting in my room listening to a cd of my favorite band from the wizard world, The Weird Sisters. They had just released a new cd and luckily I had gotten a copy from my best friend Melania. But even the cd couldn't keep my mind distracted. This summer has been the longest in my entire life. I was willing the time to go faster. I couldn't wait to get back to Hogwarts. Muggle kids hated going back to school and willed the summer to go by slower. But I was not a muggle. Oh no, I was a witch. And I attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. As did my best friends, who I was dying to see.

As if on cue, I heard a small tap on my window. I turned around to see a brown owl perched on my window sill. I jumped with glee and let the owl in. The owl fluttered around my room landing on my desk and eating a part of my bagel. I didn't care. I sat down on my bed and tore open the wax seal. This was it, my final letter from school. My last year at Hogwarts. A crazy thought, but it was true. I noticed the letter was much thicker than usual and wondered why. My question was immediately answered as a small badge came tumbling into my lap.

"OH MY GOSH!" I screamed. It was the Head Girl Badge. I was Head Girl!I had been hoping to get this ever since my first year, when I found out what it was. I pinned the small yet wonderful badge onto my sweater and ran downstairs to show my parents.

"Congratulations Lily!" my dad said.

"Oh dear, this is wonderful!" said my mum as she wrapped me in a hug.

I was so happy that they were proud of me. I knew they didn't quite fully understand what on earth this badge represented but nevertheless, they were proud. My parents were muggles, meaning they weren't witches or wizards. That made me muggle-born. Not that I cared, but to some wizard families, muggle-borns were disgraces to all wizards.

I glanced over my mum's shoulder at Petunia. I wanted to see what she thought of my new achievement. She just wrinkled her nose and looked away. Petunia had never been a fan of me having magical abilities. I personally think she's jealous. She was always better at academics and sports too. When we found out I was a witch, my parents payed a lot more attention to me. She hated that I stole their attention. When I first got my letter, Petunia wrote to Dumbledore to see if she could be accepted too. Looking back it is hysterical. But if I bring it up these days she calls me a bitch and stomps off.

I returned to my room and put my badge on the corner of my desk so I wouldn't lose it. My mind began to ponder who the Head Boy would be. Everyone thought that it would be Remus Lupin. He was a sweet boy, but his friends. Well they were a different story. They called themselves the Marauders. They were made up of Remus Lupin, he is smart and actually uses his brain, Sirius Black, a notorious prankster and a huge player, Peter Pettigrew, a small suspicious boy who is always nervous, and James Potter. Oh how I hate James Potter. He is always asking me out. But the thing is, he is such a jerk. He is incredibly arrogant and so annoying. Most girls find his attractive, but not me. I just want him to leave me alone. But alas, he never will.

But not all the people at Hogwarts are awful. There is Melania Macmillan and Marlene McKinnon. My two very best friends. They have been through everything with me.

I looked over my school list reading the names of the text books. There was only one place to get these things. Diagon Alley. I quickly owled Marlene asking if she could take me with her when her and her family went. I put on my cd player again and got lost in the music and the thoughts of the coming school year. It would be great I could just tell.

Marlene owled back the next day that they could take me and that they were also taking Melania. I couldn't wait to see those two. I've missed them terribly over the summer! A few days after that Marlene McKinnon floo-ed to my family's living-room.

"Hello?" I heard Marlene call out. "Lily dear, anyone home?"

"Marlene!" I squealed running down to give her a hug. "Oh I haven't seen you in so long! Guess what, I'm Head Girl!"

"Oh Lil, that's brilliant! Congrats!"

I beamed at her and together we floo-ed to Melania's house. She was ready to leave. As soon as we appeared in her living room she shoved us back in the fireplace and went back to the McKinnon residence.

"Trouble at home," Melania explained. "My mum flipped on my brother. I don't want you to see that."

"No worries," I told her.

"Come on, let's get to Diagon Alley." Marlene said.

We walked around the shops getting all our supplies. We all bought new robes and had fun picking out extra potions ingredients. We spent the time catching up and we were all still sharing stories three hours later as we entered the Three Broomsticks. We were sitting and laughing, sipping our butterbeers. Life was good, well until a group of four boys walked in.

Oh no! I thought as my eyes caught hold of Potter. And he was headed this way.

"Hey Evans!" he exclaimed a little too excitedly.

"Fancy meeting you here," Sirius said to all of us with a wink.

"Hullo girls," Remus said politely.

All three of them pulled up chairs and then glanced around for Peter. He disappeared, but apparently this was normal for they thought nothing of it.

To make conversation I asked Remus, "So did you make Head Boy?"

He chuckled, "No, I didn't. But I assume you made Head Girl?"

"Yes, I did! But who could have made it but you?"

He smiled and nodded to Potter. Who, as I just noticed, was wearing the Head Boy's badge.

My jaw dropped, literally, I felt it drop. I narrowed my eyes and put ice in my voice, "No offense Potter, but YOU?"

"I know," he said smirking. "I never thought it would be me either! But now I'm excited I get to share a dormitory with the lovely Lily Evans!"

I looked away, there was no way I was getting away from him this year

"Well we best be off, Prongs, your parents are probably looking for us." Remus said.

"See you on the train! It's been lovely to see you all!" Potter said happily.

Sirius stayed behind a few seconds and looked me in the eyes, "Lily, he cares for you so much. You don't even know. Don't mess with him, he really does mean well."

I looked down as the boys left. I was angry, but Sirius' words ran through my head. He really cares for me. So what? Why should I care?