POTTER, lily luna

[abby]

lilian luna potter
"BABY I'M A HELPLESS
THERE's SOMETHING 'BOUT THE NIGHT
AND THE WAY IT HIDES ALL THE THINGS I LIKE
LITTLE BLACK BUTTERFLIES
DEEP INSIDE ME"

It all started fourteen years ago. August first was the day. It started off early in the morning and did not end until the wee hours of August first. The last and only Potter girl was born. Oh and how cute she was. Reddish brown curls drapped her little head and bright blue Weasley eyes gifted the family. Oh yeah, I was that girl. Lilian Luna Potter, or Lily for short. I was named after my grandmother from my father’s side. From all the stories I have the honor of hearing, I am proud to carry the name.

Ever since I was small I showed features of both my mother and father. Except my hair couldn’t make up its mind. I really am a brunette, except when the light hits it, it looks reddish, I guess the Weasley trait can’t really be avoided. I turned out like my mother in body, quite tall, thin, and just pale. While my hair is constantly a mess and I wear glasses like my father. Quite adorable really.

Anyways I grew up with two older brothers, Jam and Alby, I apparently couldn’t speak well as a little one. I also had a rather large family, I mean have you seen all those Weasleys? So I didn’t get much attention unless I asked for it. But I didn’t really. Most of my childhood I was quiet and had my head stuck in a book unless I was with Albus. I had a tendency to follow him everywhere. I don’t think he liked it very much, but I found a closer relationship with him than James.

Usually I try to stay away from attention because my name gets enough of it. I’m shy and well not all that confident. I know I look pretty and I know I have brains, but if I’m acting a certain way Uncle Ron calls me Neville. I stutter and blush a lot as well. I am completely clumsy and have a hard time saying the right thing so I try not to talk much. That was basically my childhood, oh, other than my fate with a snake. It actually freaked me out.

I always loved snakes, well reptiles in general, and one day I had a nice conversation with a garden snake. Didn’t realize what had happened until I went to bed that night. I had nightmares, honestly I had no idea what it was. I also have been keeping it a secret. No one in my family knows, I’m afraid they will freak out. But back to me.

Getting my Hogwarts letter was the happiest day of my life. I mean everyday since Alby left for Hogwarts, I have been dreaming of the day that spotted owl would swoop on in from the window and drop the large evenlope in front of me. I practically screamed. It was the first time I scared my parents, I’m not loud remember. Well I went and had a huge argument with the hat. It was terrible.

I kept asking to be put with Albus. I wanted so badly be with him. I also thought it was so cool he was in Slytherin. Not because of the reputation but because of its mascot. Anyways it ended with me being placed into Gryffindor, which surprised me completely. I had never been brave like James or Dad or Mum. I just sort of been this small gullible girl staying out of the way. Anyways I guess that was where I began to change.

Not in a bad way though. Oh no. I think I changed for the better. I found friends and magic. Magic was the best. I love charms and potions both my favorite but I’m better with a cauldron than a wand. I guess I really do live up to my name, hu? Anyways I also gain some confidence. I mean I grabbed opinions and began speaking up. Not to mention I was a bit determined and feisty. I never give up. I guess that was what challenged me. Not to mention my temper. Oh boy when something was unfair and upsetting I was yelling.

In Hogwarts I just got good marks, er well so far I’ve had good marks. And that is basically it. I’m still clumsy, not so small, but I have lousy quidditch skills. I mean I can fly amazingly well, it is in my blood after all. But the game just scares me. I just cannot imagine playing in it. So I guess go to the games unless its both Slytherin and Gryffindor, then I just stay in the library, I rather not take sides.

Actually in the last four years I have spent most of my time in the library. Uncle Ron hears that and then he calls me another Hermione. Aunt Mione just slaps him afterwards. At this moment, I’m sort of getting ready for my O.W.Ls, I heard they get tough and I just want to be ready. But lately this year I’ve been getting these butterflies in my stomach and distracted whenever a charming guy walks by. I know it’s about time, but honestly, I don’t have time for it. Not to mention I already have a hard time talking to boys who are not part of my family. I’m just mess now!




alias; abby
experience; two years
character house; gryffindor
character year; fourth
character side; unknown, neutral
other chars; none yet