The First Blossom

[Lily Evans]

<sup>Lily Evans smiled. A proper smile that lit up her whole face with warmth. She began spinning in circles, causing her wavy, auburn hair to swing out behind her. Her emerald eyes were bright with a simple love for life as she found herself sprinkled with thousands of pink and white petals.

The first blossom of the year, and Lily was outside to enjoy it.

The grounds were littered with all different shades of the beautiful petals and Lily was one of the very few outside, basking in the warmth of the sun before classes began and admiring the delicious smell of flowers and trees. She had her school uniform on but her Gryffindor robes had been slung over a tree branch near her spinning spot.

The smile on her calm face soon erupted into a grin with the occasional giggle as dizziness overcame her and she fell to the floor, looking up at the blue skiy dotted with wispy, white clouds.

It truly was the perfect day for the first blossom to fall in the breeze.</sup>

[robyn]

Robyn West could be seen sitting up a small tree with her robes and her school bag hung up beside her...
She was still in a bit of a mood after what had happened with that Gryffindor girl and her Journal but she was hoping that the morning air would help her to clear her head...

Another Slytherin was in the grounds but quite a distance from his younger sister...
Marco sat throwing toast to the Giant Squid, trying to push all thoughts of his sister and that Gryffindor boy out of his mind...

[Lily Evans]

<sup>The red head smiled as she watched the clouds drift along the blue sky, her head still spinning after she had been...well...spinning. (Okay I need to extend my vocabulary. xD) All the clouds seemed to make shapes and they all seemed to be going somewhere. Ever onwards, not stopping for anything or anyone. There was a daisy and then a dog floated into view, both carried on their way, unheeded by Lily's staring eyes.

The third year sighed before pushing herself gingerly from the ground, her hair now dotted with the falling blossoms. She paused and closed her eyes as she tried to regain her balance on the soft grass. Finally she stood up with more confidence and headed towards the tree which had her robes on. The young girl frowned as she looked around the trees, where was it?

Damn.

The young Gryffindor let out a low moan before she walked around different trees looking for the final piece of her school uniform.</sup>

[Anya Delioncour]

A distraught girl made her way onto the grounds, long hair flying from behind her. Yes, it was Anya Delioncour. The one who had caused the whole mess between Robyn and Marco and Remus. Not watching where she was going, the third year tripped over Marco, luckily landing on the ground rather than water.

The headgirl was roaming the grounds somewhat boredly. No one had made any trouble since earlier today, so Sonja had nothing to do. Dark eyes rested on the red haired Gryffindor, whom she knew from the study groups she held. Making her way over, Sonja smiled, pushing back her black hair. "Hullo Lily."

[robyn]

Marco looked up suddenly at the girl who'd tripped over him...
"Oy!" he said, slightly irritataed...
"Watch where you're goin'..." he noticed that she was a Gryffindor...
"Stupid Gryffs..." he hissed...
As he examined her closer he realised that this was the girl who'd printed Robyn's Journal out for the whole of Hogwart's enjoyment...
"Oh..." he said, his face lighting up into a smile...
"It's you..." he said almost inocently...
~Finally, someone to take my anger out on...~
"You're that girl who wrote that pamphlet-thingy 'bout dat Robyn West-girl aintcha?" he asked, pretending that he wasn't any relation to his younger sistyer, hoping that he could lull the girl into a false sense of securtity before going sick at her for hurting his sister...
He liked toying with people like that...

[Anya Delioncour]

{{-giggles- He sounds almost like Niri. o.o}} Anya eyed him. Almost the whole school already knew, so there was no use denying. "Yes, I am." She could help but sound a little worried. He was a Slytherin, so what if he wanted 'revenge' to say the least?

[Lily Evans]

^{Lily glanced up at the sound of her name. "Oh, Sonja, hi." She said distractedly with a smile before a frown appeared on her face again, "You haven't seen some Gryffindor robes around here somewhere have you?" She asked as she ducked behind a tree and looked around, placing her hands on her hips.}

[Anya Delioncour]

Glancing right above Lily, SOnja spotted the robes. Laughing lighty, the head girl pulled them down, and handed them to the third year.

[Lily Evans]

^{Lily grinned as she took the robes from the older girl. “Thanks.” She said quietly as she blushed slightly. She swung them over her arm and leant against the tree, “So, what are you doing out here?” She asked the Head Girl, as her emerald gaze was drawn towards the falling blossoms and a small smile crept onto her face. She frowned as she saw her brunette best friend, Anya. Was it Anya? Yeah, Lily could spot her a mile off, it was her, but then, why was she talking to that Slytherin boy? Anyway, wasn’t it the same boy who had made fun of his sister the other day? Mark….Marco? Something like that. What were they up to? Lily found herself asking, before turning away and back to the seventeen year old in front of her. “So, why is the Head Girl out this early in the morning?” She asked pleasantly.}

[robyn]

Marco nodded lightly...
~I thought it was you...~ he thought...
"That was well funny..." he muttered, keeping up his fake discguise, pretending to not even know Robyn instead of revealing the truth that he was, in fact, her elder brother...
No, he would save that fun for later...

[Anya Delioncour]

"Funny? It was horrible of me. I feel terrible. And now everyone hates me," she added. "Most of them are plotting ways to get back at me."

Sonja shrugged. "Patroling. Real exciting life, being Head Girl," the seventeen year old laughed. "Gotta get up at four and start patrol, and then you don't get any peace and quiet until one in the morning the next day. Remember that, incase you ever get named Head Girl." Sonja fully believed Lily would be by the time she was in seventh year. After all, she was kind to younger- and older students, rarely got in trouble, and from what she heard, the teachers loved the third year red head.

[Lily Evans]

^{Lily smiled, "Fun then." She said with a raised eyebrow before laughing. "Head Girl? Yeah, I doubt that." She said modestly as she pulled on her robes. There was something inside her that really wished that she did indeed become Head Girl. Something that jolted at the thought of her, Lily Evans, being able to be the head of something as magical as Hogwarts. She broke out into a grin, "So, caught anyone up to anything nasty yet?" She asked, while her mind printed the image of four third year Gryffindors on the inside of her eyelids and she smiled.}

[robyn]

Marco smiled inocently...
"Ploting against you?" he said with a light grin as he tossed his blonde hair out of his light blue eyes...
"Who would ever do something like that?" he asked...
"Her elder brother is the only one that springs to my mind..." he muttered with an evil looking grin...

Robyn hooked her legs over the branch as she flipped her body over it...
She was now hanging upside down, glad she'd chosen to wear trousers instead of a skirt today...
She caught sight of two familiar figures by the Lake, one with a large pile of toast by his side...
~Oh no... I smell trouble...~ she thought...

[Anya Delioncour]

Anya paled. Robyn had a brother? Great now she was in deep trouble. And she didn't even know who he was! Or what he looked like. Which was even worse.
Sonja shook her head. "Nope. I think those boys are up to something though," she was of course reffering to James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter.

[Lily Evans]

^{"When are they not?" The red head asked with a roll of her emerald eyes. It wasn't very fair, they actually prided themselves on how many detentions they got, which meant no punishment could ever really deflate their egos and make them calm down. Lily sighed inwardly, when would they ever learn?}