"So how was school?" Lily's mum said to her as they sat back and got prepared for take-off.
"It was good," Lily replied, disinterested. She knew it was rude, but she could hardly wait to take off. Lily loved flying, she had since she was very little. Every holidays her parents had taken her sister Petunia and her to Australia to see the rest of their family. That was, until she went to Hogwarts and they didn't have time to go. This was her first time going to Australia in almost seven years and she was very excited.
Of course, when Lily had gone to Hogwarts she found another way to fly, brooms. Not many people knew, but Lily loved flying on Brooms. She usually avoided games like Quidditch though, since she enjoyed just flying and enjoying scenery more than catching and throwing quaffles every day.
Obviously Lily would have loved to try and fly on a broom all the way to Australia, but it would've taken months, and she only had two weeks. Her parents had made it a strictly no magic holiday, and to her surprise she was actually looking forward to it.
Lily felt the engines vibrate and soon enough the loud roar enveloped the cabin. She sighed with glee. Almost ready for take-off.
"Lily, you are way too excited for this." Her mother chuckled, Lily turned back to see her Mother looking at her with amusement.
"First time in Seven Years Mum!" Lily sighed happily, "I finally get to see Amelia again!"
Amelia was Lily's cousin and best friend. She lived in Australia and Lily hadn't seen her for months, since Amelia's family and visited them in the summer. It was now almost Christmas and Lily was counting down the days until she could see her again. Amelia was the only other person in their family who knew Lily was a witch, and Lily felt it made them even closer.
They were all going to meet up at Byron Bay, their old holiday destination. The apartment block they were going to stay at was where they used to go as children. For years it had been Lily's second home, until she went to Hogwarts. Then Hogwarts had taken that position.
Lily felt the plane begin to move and she craned her neck to see out the window more. The seatbelt sign turned on with a ring and Lily felt her excitement escalate. Soon enough they were in the air, and Lily finally relaxed back to her seat, with Lily's Mum chuckling at her antics. Heathrow Airport was no longer in sight and Lily was grinning.
The older lady sitting next to her Mother had a small smile on her face when she caught eye contact with Lily. Lily smiled politely back and she calculated how long it would take for her Mum to befriend the lady. She was proven right almost instantly when her Mother struck up a friendly conversation with the lady.
Lily decided to have a look around at the other passengers on the plane. Her father sat behind her with an older man sitting next to him, Lily assumed he might be the husband of the lady sitting next to her Mother. Next to him was a business lady, who looked like she could kill anything with a single glare. Lily was reminded of McGonagall, a she had to stifle a giggle.
In front of her was her sister Petunia, who was constantly embarrassed and ashamed by her family. She had preferred to sit further away from them but her parents made her sit relatively close. She was only eighteen after all. Lily felt she was very different to her sister, for one, Lily was a witch, while Petunia was a muggle. But there were other differences as well, like physical differences, such as their hair colours and face shapes, and also body shapes. While Lily wasn't fat, she wasn't stick thin, unlike Petunia who was bony, with a rather long neck. They were both rather beautiful in their own way.
Lily also had a very different personality. She was (or at least tried to be) kind, respectful and rather intelligent. But also quite cheeky. Petunia on the other hand was a no nonsense sort of person. She also could be quite cold and mean (but not always). Petunia never got bad grades, but wasn't quite as witty or knowledgeable as Lily. She rather made up for it with her competitiveness and her ability to decide and lead a team.
Lily chuckled, she rather thought it sounded like she was creating a resume for her sister. She snapped out of it and kept looking around the plane. Her sister had two spare seats next to her, but she down right refused to let her family sit with her. In front of Petunia was three boys. Lily could only see their hair, the one on the aisle seat had neat short golden brown hair. He sat the shortest of the three. The next one had shoulder long dark brown almost black hair, which he kept fixing up. The last had messy black hair. As Lily looked at him he reached up to his hair and ran his hand through it, making it even messier than before. Lily squinted her eyes, the last boy was oddly familiar. She couldn't tell from where though. After all, no wizard or witch from Hogwarts would ever catch a plane to Australia. It was absurd!
She was suddenly distracted from her calculations by her Mum, who nudged her. "Lily? I was talking to you?"
"Oh, sorry Mum. What did you say again?" Lily smiled, trying to act polite as she was included in the conversation between her mum and the lady.
"We were just commenting on how different our hair is." Her Mum replied.
"Oh yeah, I still don't know how I managed to get red hair, when everyone else has brown hair." Lily said, looking at her Mum's light brown hair, the same hair as Petunia.
"Strange genetics." The lady laughed, "My son got from my Husband his very very messy black hair." She pointed at the man next to Lily's father. Lily internally smirked. She was right again about the lady's husband. She suddenly recognised his hair.
"Does your son happen to be sitting over there?" Lily pointed at the boy she had been looking at.
"Yes! That's him!" The lady laughed, surprised.
"I can certainly see the resemblance!" Lily laughed. "I'm Lily Evans by the way, nice to meet you."
The lady gaped at her for a second, Lily was rather curious why, she wondered if there was something on her face. The lady quickly realised what she was doing and replied, "It's nice to finally meet you Lily, I'm Elizabeth Potter."
It was Lily's turn to gasp. She knew that name. She knew that name very very well. Oh merlin.
The boy two rows in front of her turned around, stared in shock for a second before grinning broadly. "Hey Evans!"
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Thanks for reading!
-Lily Evans xx
