Chapter 1
Hi! Well I'm trying out some Jilly. Go me. I am trying really hard with this fic, I've never really written before, so maybe give me some reviews, or criticism? Thanks for reading! 3
A small Camilla opened in Lily's hands. The white petals spread open, and the flower seemed to almost breathe in her hands. It was a warm summer day, and the breeze felt light along her skin as it rippled her white summer dress. She was sitting on a swing in the meadow that lay behind her house.
To her left sat Petunia, swinging slowly. Petunia was clearly trying to sneak glances at what lay in Lilly's hands. Petunia seemed nervous (and maybe a little bit jealous) about Lilly's… powers? Magic? Genetic Mutation?
Petunia treated her… differently after her skill was discovered. She was cruel and jealous. Lilly felt a moment of bitterness, so she released the light flower into the breeze. It floated up, and even when the wind stopped, the flower floated towards the sky and disappeared into the sky.
'You should go to the doctor you know."
Lily's head snapped to the side. She had been lost in thoughts, and had almost forgotten about her sister swinging next to her.
"You're probably sick. Maybe we should take you to a hospital."
"Tuney you know I'm not sick, the letter mummy got explained what I was!"
"Yeah it explained that you were a freak."
Lilly looked at her feet. She wasn't a freak. She was a very special witch, the letter that mummy got explained what she was, and not to worry.
Lilly stood up quickly, and tried to walk away with SOME dignity. She didn't even look back to her sister, hoping that her sister wouldn't see her watery eyes, or hear the lump in her throat.
"Your just jealous that I'M special!" She called back. She walked to the small pool that was close enough to walk to. She pushed through the bushes surrounding the water. As she dipped her bare feet into the cool water, still sniffling from the previous confrontation. Why does Petunia hate me? I'm not trying to be different. It's not fair.
She did feel remorse for how she treated Tuney.
She must be very jealous of me, she sees all the possibilities but but doesn't have the chance to have her own magic.
She was lost in her thoughts when a timid voice interrupted her.
"You're not crazy you know, you're special, like me."
Her head whipped around and she saw a small boy pushing through the shrubs surrounding the pool. He had very sharp features, and straight black hair. His look was very… intense.
"Hi, I'm Severus. I'm like you."
I think I'm leaning more towards James and Lilly, just some more conflict. Maybe turmoil, and some Snape drama? This will be a long fic (I hope) so hang on!