Lily Evans was a simple girl, smart, bookish, but simple.
She lived with her parents and older sister in a town just out of London.
Her house was white and she had a simple yet pretty garden, her life was normal, that was until she had turned eleven and on that date she was found to be a witch and attend Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry.

A huge pain shot through Illusion's body, before she felt cooler. Her water had broken and the baby was to be born soon.
Her screams echoed the building as people came running to help with the birth.

A few Order members followed him as he walked to Desire Crescent, when he came to the right house, he saw her in the window, and surprise, happiness and guilt had washed its way over her face.
Metal bars framed her room, along with countless enchantments. But looking at her neck, he saw the collar that stopped her from escaping.

Muttered nonsense came from Stella's mouth as she awoke, I'm guessing she was talking about my sadness, that or she was hungry.
Unzipping my jumper and moving her into my arms before re-zipping my jumper, I began to stand up.
I took one more glace at the smooth surface of the water, before another golden leaf gently blew unto it, damaging the clear surface and creating ripples.