Lilith and Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone
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Born on the same fateful night as her twin brother, Harry, Lilith Eva Potter is no stranger to the weight of a famous name. But at Hogwar...
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Scotland, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, 16th March, 1992
After she finished her essay, Lilith put down her quill, allowing herself a moment of tranquility. "I think I'm going to stretch my legs a bit," she announced, breaking the silence of the library.
Hermione gave her an absentminded grunt, her eyes glued to her notes as she scribbled furiously, too absorbed in her schoolwork to even look up. Lilith couldn't help but smile at her friend's determination to do her best, but she felt a little stir-crazy from sitting still for too long.
Dusting off her skirt, she rose from her seat and wandered towards a different section of the library, hoping to find an interesting book to borrow. The library was vast, filled with the scent of aged parchment and the quiet rustle of pages turning. Her fingers ran along the spines of the books she could reach, but her eyes were drawn higher, searching for something unique. That's when she spotted it— a worn-out book, its deep blue cover gleaming slightly as if it held secrets just waiting to be discovered.
Lilith stood on her tiptoes, reaching as high as she could, but the book remained tantalizingly out of reach. Just as she was about to give up, a larger hand appeared from behind her, surprising her. She turned around, wide-eyed, to see Adrian Pucey with a confident smirk on his face.
"Need a hand?" he asked, his voice smooth and casual as he effortlessly plucked the book from the shelf.
"Uh, yeah, thanks," she managed to stammer, her surprise quickly shifting to caution. It wasn't every day that a Slytherin offered help, especially one as well-known as Pucey, who was part of the Quidditch team.
He handed her the book, his expression still relaxed. "It's a good read," he said, tilting his head slightly as he studied her. "This book has some interesting stories about past wizards and witches."
"Really? I didn't think you'd be into this kind of stuff," Lilith replied, her brow furrowing in genuine surprise. She had always thought Slytherins were more focused on practical magic and competition, rather than something like history.
"There's more to us than meets the eye," Adrian replied with a hint of pride in his tone. "And besides, sometimes it helps to know what came before us. You never know when it might come in handy."
Lilith considered Pucey's words, allowing her initial caution to give way to a more thoughtful mood. "I suppose that's true," she muttered, her brow furrowing as she weighed the implications of his comment.
He nodded, his expression shifting to something more serious. "Exactly. You Gryffindors often rush into things without considering the bigger picture." There was an intensity in his tone that made Lilith feel a twinge of unease, like a silent threat lurking just beneath the surface.
