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She held back the tears she knew that were coming. She held her breath, her secrets hidden safe within. Memories linger, playing beneath closed eyes, soaked with sorrow. Sorrow for a broken heart. And the knife cuts deeper-a wound open to infection. She cries now. Her eyes no longer able to with hold the bitter tears that sting her wounds like acid. Burning, bleeding. Do you know how it feels to be in misery? And her flame has burnt out, her light is slowly fading as darkness radiates within. The scent of silence. Smell her fear. Her ragged breath muted by an invisible force as the darkness dominates her glowing ember, smother it to ashes. She's alone, you know. Her solitude is overbearing. She suffocates. Can you save her?

Lily woke the next morning to the burning sunlight streaming through the window in her dorm. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and realized she was still wearing her clothing from the night before. She got up and looked around--the remaining girls were still asleep. Lily walked into the bathroom to take a shower. The warm water washing over her bare body relaxing her tense muscles. She got out of the shower and changed into her robes, smelling of roses and melons. She sighed in content, taking one last look at her dorm before grabbing her books and walking down the stairs to the common room.

She walked into the common room, it was almost empty. 'Almost,' Lily thought with a sigh. The four Marauders lay sprawled out on the couches and floor talking quietly amongst themselves. They didn't notice Lily walk in. No one ever did. She made her way towards the portrait hole before she was stopped by a quiet voice.

"Hello," the voice said, Lily turned around and identified the speaker; Remus. She nodded to acknowledge his greeting and turned to leave before he spoke again, "Are you new here?" Lily wished he would leave her alone, no one ever talked to her, how was she to answer?

She thought only to be polite and replied quietly, "No."

Remus looked shocked. The remaining Marauders stared at Remus and Lily. Why hadn't they seen her before?

"Really?" Sirius butted in, "How come we've never seen you before?" Lily smiled a bit, of course they wouldn't.

"No one ever notices me," she answered sadly. "I suppose you get use to the solitude after a while and don't bother making friends-they end up hurting you anyways. Who would want to go through that kind of pain, that kind of torture?" She replied, more to herself than anyone. Noticing the confused looks on the Marauders' faces, she sadly turned away and walked out of the common room, the portrait hole closing behind her. No one will ever understand.

"Whad'ya think she meant by that?" James asked lazily. Remus shrugged in reply. This girl was intriguing. The Marauders wanted to know more about her. When the remaining Gryffindor students woke up and were milling around the common room, James stood up suddenly. The girls eyes suddenly opened wide and grinned stupidly.

"Does anyone know a red-head girl that's in our house?" James asked, trying to think of a better way to describe her. Some students shook their head 'no', other's shrugged and looked confused. The girls stared dreamily at the tall James, standing at 5'6, his black hair stuck up in many odd places and his hazel eyes were deep. They were the kind of eyes you could stare into, like an ocean, and drown. They pulled you deep into their depths, challenging you to look further into his soul. James sighed, walking towards the portrait hole with the rest of the Marauders following right behind him.

The Marauders walked into the Great Hall followed by half of Hogwarts girl population. They grinned happily, forgetting the incident this morning and welcomed the girls with open arms, while Lily welcomed solitude with an open heart. Timetables were passed down and the fourth year Gryffindors groaned. Potions with Slytherins, first thing in the morning. The Marauders took their mind of this by flirting with the girls that surrounded them. Remus, dragging his eyes away from Sirius and James' flock of fans laid his eyes upon that same red-head girl he tried to converse with this morning. She was reading. He quickly got up from his seat and moved down the table to sit in front of her. Lily looked up in surprise from the book she had been reading and saw Remus' face which soon broke into a grin.

"Hello!" he said. She smiled and looked back down at her book. Remus frowned but continued, "I'm Remus, by the way, Remus Lupin," he tried again. The girl looked up again, her eyes a dull emerald color lacking happiness. Lily grimaced, she hated this. She wondered why the Marauders were bothering her. They never noticed her before. But again, she tried being polite.

She simply said, "I'm Lily Evans," and left it at that. Remus grinned, he got something out of her. A name but not just a name, a pretty name. It reminded him of a flower and he said that too. Lily smiled a bit and her eyes relunctantly fell back into place on the page she had been reading. Remus got up again, not wanting to disturb her, and found his place beside Sirius again.

"Where'd you go?" Peter asked. Remus grinned, "To get a fair maiden's name," he replied.

Sirius and James laughed, "And what may I ask is the pretty princess' name?" Sirius replied with his best fairy tale voice.

"Princess Lily Evans." James smiled and look down the table to where Lily sat and his heart skipped a beat. His eyes searched her, from her brilliant red hair that fell down her shoulders, curls framing her face, to the emerald eyes that seemed to be silently crying. James then realized that Lily was staring back, that was how he saw her eyes, the ones that once before were scanning the page. But Lily felt she was being watched and found who it was; James Potter. She just stared back. James grinned at her, she shyly smiled back and kicked herself inside. She wasn't supposed to be smiling or talking to the Marauders, they were the popular ones, she was the invisible one. The one no one noticed, the one she forced herself to become by building up a barricade around her heart, her soul, and her mind. She fought so hard to keep her wall up, the one that protected her from everyone and everything. She did not want to get hurt, she did not need to get hurt. Deep inside the despair grew and the sadness plagued her eyes. But she knew in her mind, she needed someone, anyone to listen.

Lily grabbed her bag and walked at a fast pace until she was out of the Great Hall. Stopping she looked down at her timetable; seeing what class she had now. Lily then walked towards the dungeons and into her Potions class. A few minutes passed and the class slowly began to file in. The Marauders sat in the row in front of her, while the girls sat in front of them, hanging off every word. Remus, however, sat next to Lily and regarded her with a smile. She scowled, 'what was going on?' she thought.

"Hello Lily," Remus said as the Marauders turned around to notice the young girl besides Remus. She ignored them until James said, "It's rude not to respond to a greeting."

"Oh, sorry," Lily said sarcastically, "I guess my position as a no one forgot to remind me to be polite to those who've ignored me. Lay off, Potter," she replied coldly. James just stared at her, his mouth hanging open.

Once he regained his composure, he shot back, "What's your problem, Evans?"

Lily smirked, "Ah, popular, heartthrob James Potter actually knows my name? I'm surprised, Potter, I thought you didn't associate yourself with those who are lower than you are." James just gave her an icy stare before Professor Kirkaldy interrupted by beginning the lesson.

"Who does she think she is?" James whispered to Sirius, who in turn shrugged in reply. "Well I intend to find out," James said, concocting a plan in his head.