For the Love of a Lily: First Year XIIILily lay on the bottom bunk of the bunk-bed she shared with Cass in the dormitories inhabited by the four Slytherin first year girls. She thought about how Christmas had gone splendidly this year, no matter the fact that she had been oddly sorted into a seemingly wrong house. Her family had still loved her though she was also being grilled with questions by everyone, even Uncle Charlie who she thought would be one of the most accepting of her placement. But, all in all, Christmas at the Burrow had gone simply swimmingly for Lily Luna Potter.For the Love of a Lily: First Year XIII by ~mayzy167
"Oi!" A familiar voice hollered at the redhead as another girl with long, black hair stocked into the room, "Why're ya' laying on me bed? Right, budge up!" Cass glared at Lily who simply snorted in response moving her feet to create a larger space for her best friend to sit down.
"What's got your knickers in a twist?" she queried as her best friend dropped down onto the bunk beside the area where Lily's feet were laying, "I haven't seen you this up
For the Love of a Lily: First Year XIILily made her way past the many compartments of the Hogwarts Express, looking for one that happened to be occupied by her best friend, Cassiopeiea Burke. Sighing in defeat the little redhead took another look around the train before gasping as an owl whizzed past her head.For the Love of a Lily: First Year XII by ~mayzy167
"Hey!" Lily cried, turning around just in time to see a tall, skinny blonde boy with pasty skin and grey eyes running straight in her direction.
The girl had only enough time to shout in protest before she was lying flat on her back, all the air knocked out of her lungs. The boy who had pushed her down blushed fiercely as he scrambled to his feet, brushing off his black school robes before offering the girl a helping hand.
Lily looked at the hand for a moment distastefully and then back at the boy. Still, never one to let an offer of aid go unutilized, the youngest of the Potter siblings grabbed hold of the older student's arm and allowed him to help her up.
She scowled as she inspected her new 'L' jumper for any dam
For the Love of a Lily: First Year XIThe moment the green smoke had lifted from around her Lily Luna Potter was greeted with the familiar sights and smells unique to Christmas at the Burrow. She smiled genuinely as she took in the scent of Butterbeer that had been sent to the Weasleys as a gift from the old man who owned The Hog's Head in Hogsmeade Village, mince pie, and Grandmum Weasley's Christmas cake cooking in the oven. But, all too soon Lily Luna felt a tug on the bottom of her jumper as a familiar, little hand pulled her out of the fireplace and into the cosy living room.For the Love of a Lily: First Year XI by ~mayzy167
Lily Luna looked down to see her seven-year-old godbrother Lysander Scamander tugging her over to where his twin Lorcan sat with their parents. The redhead smiled at the Scamanders who grinned back. The woman, Luna, stood up dreamily and greeted her goddaughter with a warm hug and softly-placed kiss on the forehead. The girl of eleven couldn't help herself from marvelling silently at the blonde woman's grace and poise as, all the while, Lily now
The Talented Potter Girl 9The Talented Potter GirlThe Talented Potter Girl 9 by ~melanie12271994
Chapter 9 Christmas Day
I dropped onto my bed when I closed the door. I was panting heavily and my heart was bursting through my chest. I felt that my head was lobster red and through my half closed eyes I could see that unconsciously I was changing my hair colour from it's normal fire orange to dark red, strawberry blonde, and Scorpius' flaxen hair. My lips spread into a massive grin. I, Lily Luna Potter, had been making out with Scorpius Malfoy, at my house, on Christmas Eve and no one but Victoire knew about it. My life was great! With these thoughts I fell into a peaceful sleep.
"Ouch! God damn it! Rose did you have to put your heels right next to my bed?"
I groaned as Roxanne's voice woke me up. My room was bright, the curtains open, sun shining and fresh snow covered the ground below. Snow. Quickly I sat up. Roxanne's mass of dark brown curls seemed to fly throug
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