For the Love of a Lily: First Year XVIThe Quidditch Pitch was a rustle of activity as the last match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw came to a head. The clouds above the stands shaded the arena as was usually the case in this part of Scotland. Lily and Cass were clad in school robes but also wore as many items as they possibly could that bore their house colours without going too far against dress code.For the Love of a Lily: First Year XVI by mayzy167
They both had on their green and silver scarves, probably the last time they would have the chance to wear them until the next fall, and matching knit caps. Cass had gone full out, replacing all of her usual rainbow accessories with those of emerald and silver colours.
Even the Pureblood girl's makeup was a representation of Slytherin with her metallic eye-shadow and serpent-coloured lip gloss. Her locks were hidden beneath her hat, though, as they would be until Professor Janglejaw was able to put right the mess that she had made of her head when she attempted to give herself green and silver streaks.
Lily Luna was much mo
For the Love of a Lily: First Year XVOn the morning of Lily Luna Potter's twelfth birthday she awoke to the usual sounds of preparation that filled the First Year Slytherin girls' dormitory every day beginning at around five and continuing until the beginning of their first class.For the Love of a Lily: First Year XV by mayzy167
Sitting up in bed and stretching her arms so high that her fingertips just grazed the stone ceiling, she yawned and smiled contentedly whilst peering around the room which she shared with the other three Slytherin girls in her year.
To most the atmosphere of the room might have seemed somewhat gloomy or unnerving. The entirety of the wall behind the girls' headboards was made of windows which allowed the students to gaze out into the waters of the lake. The murky, green depths cast an eerie glow across the dormitory making it seem as if it too were filled with the water of the lake as the light of the ever-glowing fire coupled with the liquid, emerald phosphorescence of the lake made the entire room seem to ripple and shimmer as if it too were u
For the Love of a Lily: First Year XIVLily Luna Potter had begun to find that she hated art. No, she did not just simply 'hate' art, Lily Luna Potter loathed it. She despised the endless lessons consisting of such dry topics as 'how to draw a proper line', 'what constitutes a circle', and 'when to start thinking you might have bestowed upon your masterpiece too much free will'. The entire subject bored her to no end and it was a wonder to the young Slytherin how she had not yet died of tedium during one of Madame Gillywead's more mind-numbing lectures.For the Love of a Lily: First Year XIV by mayzy167
Now, don't get the underage witch wrong, she still adored her cousin Lucy and all that the girl could achieve with such dreary muggle tools that Lily Luna could not even hope to realize with her advanced, magical, wizarding equipment provided by Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to all of its incoming arts students.
At their sleepover Lucy had told the younger girl that she just needed to practice more and develop her 'own artistic style' which Lily Luna found to be
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 my 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
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