i entered the headmistresses office, nervous. a man in a portrait with greasy black hair looked at me and mumbled, "lily?" "Yes?" "but shes dead..." "first off mte, im alive. second off, i lily luna potter. harry and ginnys only daughter." an elder man appeared, his eyes had  twinkle in them, and he had a wite beard down his front.

"quite the contairy, severus. she may look like her, but she is not." duh. "Lily was brave, snart and kind. this lily is brave, loyal, smart- wise actually, kind, cunning, ambitious, shy, rebelious, and has a thirst to prove herself: woah. is he right?

in a slightly annoyed voice, i proclimed, "everybody believes that i am innocent. that im a little girl- the baby girl of the family. i cant even play qudditch with my cousins until im thirteen! its like they dont trust me. they think im to young for anything, my brothers and cousins. mum and dad know im resonsible, once when i was nine, i was left in charge. jay was twelve, Al eleven. they underestimate me." "so, what are you gonna do about it?" asked the man called Severus Snape.

i thoughtfor amomment, and said, "ill prove that lot wrong.ill show them- no matter what it takes. ill start in the morning. im not as good as every body thinks i am." mcgonagoll and my parents walked in, upset, mcgonagol furious.

:why did you do that?" she asked. what should i say? oh, hey minnie! i just wanted to chuck some steak at everyboy for revenge! "cuz i was bored. jake, ly and i were just bored, and we were fooling around. i did start it- but im glad i did." mum and dad looked disappointed. "why?"

i dont want to say the wrong thing...

"you were never the baby girl in yur entire family, they let alfred play qudditch with them, my cousins and brothers. im treated like im not capable to even walk! im tired of it. i dont wanna be exactly like my family. i want to be diffrent- in a good way. al tried to tutor me last summer because he claimed 'its harder than you think'. well, if you can solve a riddle, you can handle it."

the portairt of Dumbledore asked me aline of them.

"Which hurts more- the pen or the sword?" easy."the pen. for ink is forever, while a sword isnt pernament." "which came first, the phoniex, or the flame?" "there was no beging to that cycle." "i am north west, east, and south. what am i?" "latitude and longitude." "Where is Atlantis?" it took me a minute to figure that out.

"sixity-four degress north, thirty two egrees west." evry body looked shocked. except dumblydore. "Its obvious, isnt it? dad, why didnt you kill voldielocks with the sword of godricgryffindor?" "umm... why didnt we think of that?" "it only makes sense. doesnt history always repeats itself? no matter what?" "you are very powerful indeed, lily. wait until worlds collide- the brightest witch of your age youll be. " i paled.

"Worlds collide. i had a dream bout that.. i was... i was in aroom with professor treawleny... and a redheaded girl. she was a seer. at the same time, they enouncited, 

'with fire water magic and skill, two shall lunge in for the kill. with a drop of blood from each, they will return on a beach.an army of deceased shall return from a place un mentioned. only time can tell, if the three will do it well. in the end four shall die, two shall live, mistakes will be fixed, and one can only hope that no bathing in a river styx.'" 

that was the prophecy. it was double meaning- like every prophicies. i went to bed that night, confuzzled. what wasgoing to happen? i wanted to know, but then i didnt.