Forever
The first year- Part 1/5
Subtitled: Mr. Evan's secret
Ten year old, soon to be eleven also as she often reminded her older- by- one - minute-sister, Petunia, Lily's eyes shot open. She sat up so fast that she hit her head on the bed above her.
"Darn bunk beds." She muttered under her breath as she started to rub the sore spot. After a failed attempt to retrieve ice, she fell to the floor, Which in Lily's mind, had never seemed that hard before, with a thump. The bedclothes drenched with sweat and the bear she had been clutching (Which she swore was only for decoration) fell with her.
Just as she had untangled herself from her polka dotted sheets, she finally became aware of the fact that there was an owl sitting on her lamp. She jumped up in surprise, and yelped in pain.
"I'm gonna kill whoever's idea it was to put in bunk beds." She said under her breath as she alternated rubbing between the sore spots. By the time she had finally remembered the owl, it was too late. The owl was gone, but in its place was an envelope. Lily turned on her light to read the writing. The envelope was written on with such dazzling handwriting that Lily was afraid to touch it. What's more the ink seemed to sparkle and glow, almost as if by magic. Finally, after turning the cream colored paper over and over in her hands she read the front.
Miss. Lily Evans
900 Oakburn Ave.
London, England
She opened it with a strange feeling of excitement brewing inside of her. The inside read this...
The next morning- Breakfast table
"Really dear this is some sort of trick. Look it doesn't even have postage stamp." Mr. Evans tried to rationalize with his youngest daughter that morning. Unfortunately his daughter could get as stubborn as her mother could when provoked, and came up with a swift comeback.
"So what? The Leaky Cauldron, I've seen that place before." Lily insisted
"Sweetheart, we've been past those places dozens of times before. I was in the book store just yesterday, there is no pub." Lily's mother tried to reason.
"Lily, just doesn't know when she's been had that's all." Lily's twin sister Petunia sniffed. If looks could kill Petunia would have been dead just about then.
"Anyway," Aunt Violet, Mrs. Evan's older sister and Lily's personal confidante, broke in with a loud ahem "Anyway, it seems to me we ought to go to the address. If there's no pub then we've been had, and if there is a pub then we'll go in." she interjected with a wink for Lily.
"I like Aunt Violet's idea. Please Mum!" Lily pleaded
"Oh I suppose it can't hurt. After all there's no work today." Her father sighed defeated.
3 hours later - The Leaky Cauldron
"See I told you!" Crowed a triumphant Lily. As she started to run in but was yanked back by an annoyed Petunia. It had taken a lot of convincing to get her even this far, and she was dying to go in.
"So you did." Lily's mother said under her breath in amazement. Lily's just father whistled with surprise. Violet grinned at Lily, and Petunia just muttered something that sounding a lot like "she's SUCH a freak" under her breath.
"Well, we might as well go in." Mrs. Thomas said as she gingerly started towards the door with her children in tow. Just as they reached the door Petunia turned around and grabbed her father who had stood rooted to his spot awestruck.
"I could have sworn..." He muttered. As he allowed Petunia to drag him through the doorway that would forever alter his life.
Inside was a smoky room. The kind of place respectable Mrs. Evans usually wouldn't of set foot in if she could have helped it, and certainly never would have let any of HER children into, but an exception had to be made. They made their way gingerly to the bar tender. Along the way were some creatures the Evans had
only seen in horror movies. In fact Lily wasn't even sure if this wasn't a horror movie. At one point, a particularly nasty hag, had jumped right in front of Petunia, causing her to shriek with fright. It all seemed like a fantastic dream; and her worst fear (besides that vampire to her left) was that she would wake up just to find it was all a reverie. She was half expecting someone to jump from the shadows with a chainsaw and yell boo, but much to her relief she made it alive to the bar. The bartender was an old man who was missing several teeth. That wouldn't have been all that bad except when they asked directions into Diagon Alley he spit all over them.
" 'ello! Can I 'elp you?" The old man asked. Petunia winced the spit had mainly landed on her.
" Ah, yes." Mr. Evans started, sounding extremely disconcerted. "Could you tell us how to get into," he glanced down at the paper in his hands. "Diagon Alley by any chance."
" Oh I see you're one of them muggle borns." He flashed a toothless grin. Lily nodded. Twenty minutes and a fainting Petunia later, they were ready.
Now armed with instructions, Lily and her father made their way to the outside of the pub. Lily wished her mum and sister could come but the bartender (Tom) had said that only one muggle from each family could go in. They came to a brick wall. Tom had said that Lily should knock three times on the wall and say witch
hunt to get in. Feeling slightly ridiculous Lily knocked three time and muttered witch hunt. The wall swung open. Lily had never seen anything like it before. She stepped gingerly through the walkway and began what felt like the beginning of the rest of her life. The road was cobblestone instead of paved like the street from which they had been on only moments before. People of all different shapes and sizes bustled around in what looked like long dresses. She giggled rather loudly when a very manly man past her in those dress-look-alikes. To her right a small boy of about eight with shocking red hair was begging his mother for an owl. After several NOS!! The boy's pleading subsided. Lily spent at least five minutes taking it all in. Finally once she had her bearings back looked to her father who was holding her supply list.
"I guess we should to the bank to exchange our money." Mr. Evans started. "What did Tom call it again?"
"Gringotts daddy." Lily supplied helpfully
"Right, o' course. Gringotts. Erm this way then." Spoke an increasingly uncomfortable father as he led Lily in the direction of a large wooden sign.
45 minutes later a jubilant Lily and an extremely green Mr. Evans exited from the wizarding bank.
"Where to next?" Lily asked excitedly.
"Let's start with your wand." Mr. Evans spoke looking not nearly as energetic as Lily but trotted after her faithfully from store to store.
After a day of shopping Lily and her father drove to their flat each surprisingly quiet. Lily, because she was swimming in a jumble of her own thoughts, which were mostly along the lines of "This is sooo cool!" Mr. Evan's silence was not attributed to anything so nice though. He had a heart condition which the children didn't know about. He had been looking forward to spending his last few years with his kids, but now Lily was going away and it wouldn't be long before Petunia went away to High School. After about ten minutes of wallowing in self pity he came to a decision.
"Oh well, she'll be happier not knowing. They all will." He smiled at his daughter, who looked like Christmas had just come early. Mr. Evans thought with much more certainty than before, and he locked away a secret with the same swift action as he opened the door to his flat. He barely even registered Lily running ahead to her mother and sister. Or that she spilled the whole day in one breath. Mr. Evans pasted a smile on his face and prepared for a long summer.
A/N- Ok here it is longer and revised!!!!
Disclaimer- I own nothing besides Aunt Violet.
