A Ravenclaws way to Revenge. Eleanor is tired of the stereotypical bitches, even her own house hates her. But Really Eleanor just wants to be a Gryffindor but since she can't have that she'll just have to take pride in being a Ravenclaw. If your ho...
Disclaimer: The girl does not have to head-cannon Lily Evans. She is just a redhead that I envisioned for this story.
Eleanor's Pov: I stumbled into the classroom where the hand pulled me into. I looked up and was thoroughly confused. It was Lily Evans and from the looks of it she looks confused too. "Oh, I thought you were James." Evans said as she twiddled her thumbs and turned red faced from embarrassment. I just stared. She thought I was James. This must be a regular thing if she thought I was James.
"Doesn't matter either way, I want to talk to you," Evans stated looking straight into my eyes. It felt as if she was trying to find something in them. "I'm-" She tried to say but I cut her off. "-Lily Evans," she gave me a stunned look. "You're not exactly someone who can blend into a crowd with James after you." I shrugged. "Well, then I guess I know who you are as well, Eleanor Rowan. I know I thought you were James but that doesn't matter because I want to help you." What. Now I am confused. What could she possibly want to help me with I don't even know her. I gave her a look as I looked her up and down.
"You're not exactly someone who blends with the crowd either. I want to make you popular because I'm a good person and...something else." Evans said while looking me up and down but with a different look than I gave her.
I don't really want it be made popular. I want to be able to be myself. I don't need a prick or dickwad to tell me what I should or shouldn't be. "I don't want to be popular. Honestly being popular doesn't't fix everything." I retorted slyly. "No not like that," She said embarrassed. "I meant that I want to help you get revenge. I want you to gain a bit of popularity and use it to your advantage." Evans admitted. I laughed. Why would this girl even help me. I don't know her, I mean I might know of her but actually knowing her intentions is something I wouldn't be able to grasp. "You, you want to help me. Merlin, you Gryffindors get bolder every year. I don't need a nice girl wannabe to try to help to add to her list of charity cases." I rolled my eyes while I said that.
"Merlin no. I am not helping you because of my "secret agendas." I genuinely want to help you because I know you're a good person and I don't want James to bother me anymore." Evans explained. Her speech was exactly what I told her before. Because I was a good person my arse. And why is it when someone wants help they always include stuff for them.
I am not proud of what I did but I did it anyways. "Go away or I'll hex you. I am being serious. Take your disgusting, only want things for yourself, selfish, bitch-arse out of here. And next time don't pull random people into an empty classroom thinking it's your boyfriend." I scoffed. "Please-Please-Please-Please-pleeassseee," She begged and shrieked. Merlin my ears. "Fine! Fine." I whined out stomping my foot to shake her off and slightly because I was a spoilt girl who doesn't like when things don't go her way when they really don't go her way often.
She looked as if I was her god. She had a certain look in her eyes making me squirm-ish.
Stay healthy , lovies <3
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