Disclaimer: you know the drill. The whole repeating thing half taken from Groundhog day, with a twist.

A/N: Another old one I've found hiding on my pc! I've got, like, maybe, I dunno, 9 more or something. Some are only half written and need finishing. Some just need some editing, like this one, cause I really cant be bothered to re write them.

I'm posting this one in chapters. I've written it all, but I thought it would be better to separate the days with a new page.

TIME LOOP.

The slamming of the dorm room door woke Lily. She yawned and looked over at her alarm clock. It said the time was half past midnight. What the hell were people doing up at that time? She opened the curtains around her bed and closed her eyes as bright sunlight hit her eyes. She grabbed her clock and turned it around. The batteries had been taken out. She dashed over to Helens clock. The time on it was 9.21.

She was late for her first lesson.

Lily grabbed the first set of robes she found and pulled them on, not realising that it was the ones she'd spilt ink all over. She grabbed her bag, not realising her quill fell out, ignored the mirror and ran down the stairs. This was a rather big mistake. She had mascara under her eyes and her hair was everywhere. To top it off she hadn't zipped up her boots and she fell down the stairs, twisting her ankle.

She dashed into transfiguration, out of breath, limping and apologising profusely to Professor McGonagall. She ignored all the eyes on her and took her usual seat, she pulled out parchment and searched in vain for her quill. She looked up to find one on her desk. It was black and silver and looked immaculate. She looked around the room but everyone was looking towards the front of the room. She reached to take the quill and noticed the ink on her robes. She stifled a groan and buried her head in her hands.

"…Miss Evans." McGonagall said and Lily looked up

"The answer?" she was prompted. Lily glanced at the board and to her relief discovered they appeared to be continuing where they had left off previously.

"Uh, Exadusalamia?" she asked and McGonagall looked disappointed.

"No, Anyone else? Potter?"

"Klapinademous, with emphasis on the 'inadem'." James responded instantly and Lily winced. 'Of course!' she sighed before focusing on what McGonagall was saying

"…Homework from yesterday." Lily smiled to herself. She knew she'd done it. She searched through her bag blindly before gasping in pain. The bristles of a hairbrush had jammed up under a fingernail. She pulled her hand out, eyes watering. She sucked the blood from her finger as she pulled out pages of notes. Finally she found her essay, crumpled and ink stained. She was embarrassed to hand it in and fled the room afterwards, being the first to leave, hoping to get a moment to change or find who had given her the quill and thank them. She walked out the door and a Hufflepuff third year looked at her and laughed. She paled and ran towards the nearest girls toilets at quite a speed. 'Oh Merlin what do I look like' she thought fearfully. She dashed in and ran up to the mirror. She gaped in horror at the state of her hair and face, then at the ink and wrinkles in her robes. She rummaged in her bag and managed to find the previously offending hairbrush before attempting to tame her locks. She started to brush her hair. The brush snapped off at the top of the handle and Lily stared at it in disbelief. This was turning out to be the worst day of her life.

By lunch time she'd exploded several frogs in charms before giving up, scratched her wand beyond a simple repair, burned herself on her cauldron before blowing it up-her first-in potions and only JUST managed to miss having an exploding cactus explode all over her, only because her foot had caught in a plant root and she'd been sent flying. She decided to skip lunch and brush her hair and change. She had a quick shower and changed into clean robes before combing her wet hair and adding a little mascara before brushing her teeth and adding a little lip gloss. Feeling more human she headed back downstairs only to tear her robes as the portrait closed over the hole. She looked to the heavens for strength. She had no time to change again so she simply headed for divination. She somehow managed to break a crystal ball before being told that warranted several millennia of misfortune for her and her loved ones. Throughout the lesson she was told of many horrid things happening, including dying young and never loving. She hoped this wasn't so and, while leaving, was so distracted 

she fell down yet another set of stairs and landed in the arms of James Potter. The day had gone from awful to catastrophic.

"Couldn't resist me eh Lily?" James grinned at her. She closed her eyes and groaned inwardly before opening her eyes again. To preoccupied to notice the seriously worried look on James' face she muttered a thank you and pushed herself away from him, spilling the contents of her bag all over the floor. Lily let out a little laugh of complete despair before carefully getting on her knees and picking up her things. She looked up to see James helping. She blinked in surprise and had to be prompted to take the black and silver quill that she had anonymously been lent that morning. It was bent and ruffled. Completely ruined. She held it mournfully

"Was…was it sentimental?" James asked softly and Lily shrugged

"No, I don't know. I was lent it this morning, I don't know who by." She sighed and tried to smooth the quill back to its original shape. A few strands detached and floated to the floor.

"Yes." She whispered suddenly.

"Why don't you fix it with a charm?" James asked

"Because after the day I've had it'd probably explode." Lily laughed harshly.

"Want me to try?" James asked quietly

"No." Lily shook her head

"It'd still probably blow up." She sighed

"I'm just going to go to bed and look at it tomorrow." she put it carefully in her bag and got up slowly.

"No dinner?" James asked raising an eyebrow. Lily looked down at him

"The sooner I sleep the sooner a new day will arrive." She informed him. James got up and looked sideways at her.

"Want an escort back to the tower?" he offered.

"No thank you." Lily said shortly, marching off. She stood on one of the trick steps and her leg sank into it up to her thigh before she could pull it out and the things in her bag went everywhere once more. The bottles of ink that had miraculously not broken before now shattered over everything. Lily looked at the mess and simply burst into tears. James rushed over and tried to pull her out of the step. She resisted, sinking further.

"Go away Potter!" she sobbed. James ignored her and held onto her tightly until she stopped fighting, then he pulled her out of the step and set her on her feet.

"There." He smiled wiping her tears. He pulled out his wand and before Lily could protest had exclaimed

"Repairo" and everything jumped up into the air, repaired and hopped into her bag.

"I don't let other peoples bad luck affect my spells Lily." He told her. 'Of all the egotistical things to say!' Lily thought, missing the glint of humour in his eye.

"Well yes, thank you." Lily said stiffly, taking her bag from him. She marched down the stairs and away from him before he could say more. On the way to the dorm she hit her head, walked into a suit of armour, tripped over the kitten, Mrs Norris and caught her sleeve on a nail. Once inside she tripped over a shoe, cut her finger on her page a day calendar and prodded herself rather badly with her wand. She was glad to rest her aching body, not only 

had she fallen down often as well as walking into things she'd also bumped into several people. She sincerely hoped that tomorrow would be an improvement.

A/N: I may put up chapter 2 in a few hours. Depends if I finish re reading it. I really cant be bothered to edit this all that much. I'm just changing all the really really crappy bits.