Lily Elizabeth Evans

I'm no longer covered in nasty germs or feel as if my head is a bowling ball. Thank you, Scorpius, for brining that Pepper-up Potion down here. I certainly appreciated it and owe you for that.

Things seem to be settling around here and I'm not entirely sure if I like it. On the one had, at least people aren't popping up with the frequency they once were, but actually making ourselves comfortable doesn't seem worthwhile or appropriate. We should be figuring out a way to go home, back to our times as opposed to this settling. Surely I'm not the only one who doesn't like this?

Of course, on top of everything else that's happened, it's only natural that I get a cold. I woke up this morning with it and now my head feels like a bowling ball. A pepper-up potion would be lovely, but the castle is too far away to walk and I don't particularly feel like holding my head over a cauldron right now. The likelihood that my nose would start running into the batch is pretty high and I'd rather not ruin it like that.

So tissues, something cold to drink, and a pepper-up potion, please. Anyone? I promise to repay you when I'm not invested with icky mucus and germs.

I almost feel slighted. Everyone gets these new interesting magical abilities and I'm stuck with the ability to grow my hair as long or make it as short as I want. I might be able to change its colour, but seeing as I rather like having red hair, I doubt I ever will.


[Lily's special new power is fairly simple and straightforward: she can grow or shorten her hair and change its colour!]

( Private to Harry Potter )

( Private to James Potter )

My name is Lily Elizabeth Evans and I've heard rumours that one, or possibly several of you, are related to me. I need to know how and I need to have proof. Please.

Marlene's convinced me to go with her to procure a place in Hogsmeade to stay at since it's getting ridiculously overcrowded in the castle. As much as I like sparring matches, a bed is hardly worth something to fight over.

Anyway, we've taken up residence in the Three Broomsticks and Marlene is guarding the entrance day and night like a dog guards its bone. It's rather amusing actually, seeing her pace back and forth in front of the door for hours on end. We even have tenants (yes, we have decided to play Room and Board while we're here for our own amusement - completely Marlene's idea, might I add. I was just nagged to go along with it until I agreed). James Sirius (one of the weirdest names ever) and Viktor Krum. We at least make them do the dishes; they have to earn their keep somehow.

I asked if anyone had any spare clothes the other day, but no one was nice enough to answer answered. Nevertheless, I found some here that can be altered to fit, but thanks anyway.

This might sound like a really odd request, but does anyone have a change of clothes that I could borrow? I've been in this same uniform for two days and though cleaning charms do work, it's really not the same. I promise not to mess them up or get pumpkin juice on them.

This is completely ridiculous. As if I had time to be whisked off into another time for your own amusement, Potter! In case you had forgotten, my mother is at home alone now and would have expected a letter from me this morning! Now she'll think I've forgotten and will be upset even more than she already is.

Someone fix this immediately. And I would really appreciate it if everyone would quit staring at me as if I were on display. It's rather rude, you know.

( It is at the edge of a petal that love awaits )