Title: Lily Evans

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Cassie Parks. Everything else is someone else's.

Chapter One: Getting to know each other

~~ Flashback ~~

"AAAAHHHH!!!" Arabella Figg and Cassandra Parks yelped from one of the compartments of the Hogwarts Express.

"GET OUT!" Lily Evans dragged a boy with unruly black hair and chocolate eyes behind round glasses by the ear out of their compartment and into the corridor beyond. "What did you think you were doing?" She asked him, her voice dangerously low.

"Um… looking up your skirts?" He answered uncertainly.

"Yes, you were. Are you going to do it again? Ever?"

"No Lily. Not if you're going to pull my ear off each time."

"It'll get worse." She promised, dropping him asif he'd burnt her.

"Pardon? I can see your lips moving, but there are no words. I've been physically abused in the ear. I'M DEAF!" He yelled after her as she stomped away.

~~ End Flashback ~~

Hi, I'm Lily Evans and that *gestures to above* was first year. We are all now in fifth year together, unfortunately. You see, James Potter is the bane of my school life. At home, it's my sister, Petunia.

My two best friends, Arabella (Bella/Belle) Figg and Cassandra (Cassie/Cass) Parks make my time at Hogwarts bearable.

Arabella has long black ringlets and sapphire blue eyes. She's medium height and very slim. In a word: heartbreaker.

Cassie, however, has short blonde hair and amber eyes. Also medium height, so she and Belle can look down their noses at me when I get cranky. Very slim and pretty. In a word: Yorkshire Rose. (Okay, that's two words, but you get the point!)

And then there's me. I have shoulder-length red hair and bright green eyes (Bella says they're shaped like almonds, but I'm not so sure). I am very small and apparently quite slim. I'm good at Charms because I like it. Contrary to popular belief, I can do Transfiguration; I just choose to be bad at it because I don't like it or the Professor.

Now, what I'm about to tell you might make you swoon, but beware. These two boys I am about to describe have never had a girlfriend for more than a week.

Sirius Black: Tall, muscular, handsome (I suppose. I'm going with the majority here!), and very available. For the next five seconds. He has black hair, which is quite long for a boy and pale blue eyes.

James Potter: Tall, muscular (I guess.), handsome (that damn majority again!), and not available till this time next week. He has messy black hair, which he messes up even more whenever he gets the chance, chocolate brown eyes which would be indescribably cute on anyone else and little round glasses.

They call themselves the Marauders, along with two other boys, Remus Lupin, who is tall, muscular, handsome (okay, even I think he is alittle cute!), has sandy hair and kind grey eyes and Peter Pettigrew, who, I'm sad to say, is no oil painting. He has watery black eyes, and mousy brown hair. He is weedy and the only reason he gets dates is because he hangs around with the other three. I'm sorry, but that's life.

Remus is quiet and kind, Sirius is weird but funny, James is downright annoying and Peter's just… there.

Take those descriptions as you will, but it's my opinion and no one's opinion is wrong. Just different.

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Do you like it? I wrote it in a fit of desperation, because I had no inspiration for my other fics.

As Lily said, opinions are different and I'm looking for a wide variety. R+R please!

Lol xXx