Your family was ridiculously rich–mostly because their ancestors were royalty and kept making more money, passing it on from generation to generation. Everyone loved you! Well..not specifically you but rather your younger and older siblings, you were just..there. Not even your parents gave you a single drop of attention.

People would go crazy if they saw something new about your family on the Daily Prophet, or if they saw any of your family members on the street. Yet, if it was you, they'd think you were a regular person. Not many people adored you, didn't care about you.

It was only a small group of people that did know you, yet you weren't their favorite, of course you weren't..yet..beneath that group, would be two individuals. Lily, and her best friend Severus. Oh, how Lily adored you, you were her idol, Severus didn't care much about you or your family, he didn't care at all about the royals but would listen to Lily rant and babble about the times she'd seen you out in public.

One day, you were out getting your favorite drink because your family drank it all, not bothering to read the label that stated it was yours. Severus was taking a walk with Lily, when she spotted you. Her eyes glimmered with excitement and she grabbed Severus' wrist, making a hint of blush appear on his pale skin before she dragged him towards you, a smile forming across her lips as they both approached you.

She stood right infront of you and looked at you with admiration before getting out a pen and a book of hers that talked about your royal family. She turned to a specific page, which was about you.

"I can't believe this, I'm–Lily, Lily Evans. And this is my friend Severus! I-..can't believe I'm actually talking to you but could you sign this please?" She wanted you to sign the page that had your name as the title, which baffled you a bit.

Severus watched in the background, his eyebrows furrowed as he let out a silent huff, he was wasting his time, and with what? You? At least Lily was happy..