Disclaimer: This is a tribute to 2 books that are my absolute favourites. One Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice and the other Harry Potter books. Have been meaning to write a fusion of these for a while now. So finally got down to it. As usual I own nothing. Hope you like it. :D

"Cssshhhh."

The tinkle of the falling glass on the marble floor was quick to awaken the 5 year old girl fast asleep. Beads of sweat rolled down her porcelain face. With shaking hands she pushed the ginger red hair sticking to her face. Again the same dream. With the green light. She never remembered anything but the green light. She did not understand why but it always scared her.

"Lily?"

She looked up as her father softly called out her name. One look at her and he knew what had happened. The unknown dream had been disquieting his daughter's peace of mind for a long time. He gently sat next to her and wiped the tears she had not even realised were now freely flowing from her eyes. He pulled her to him and hugged her fragile frame until he fell into an easy sleep again. If only his eldest daughter Molly had been present. She would have taken good care of his Lillian. Lillian's dreams were always triggered after an experience that would unsettle her.

He let out a sigh as he gently set her on the bed and left the room. All the while wondering if they would ever know what the dreams indicated.

-6 years later-

"4...3...2...," counted down the soon to be 11 years old young lady.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILY!" cried the 15 year old Molly as she entered their room with a tiny cake. As usual she had been the one to remember Lillian's birthday. Their father was currently calling on an ailing uncle and the rest of the family was too absorbed as to remember the red's birthday.

"Oh Molly! Thank you but you know it is not the cake I long for. Please let me know the good news already. For i know I am like you. I have longed for this moment since your eleventh birthday!" called an overexcited Lily.

Her red haired elder sister chortled. Not being one to prolong someone's wait she handed Lillian an odd looking envelop with a red seal of wax. Molly's hazel eyes were twinkling as she observed Lillian touching the envelop fervently.

"Oh I knew it!" Lily hugged her sister tight.

Well who would not be happy?

"What is all this racket?" snapped the new girl. Then her eyes grew wide. "Mum come here!"

"What is wrong now Petunia?" admonish Mrs Evans.

"Look mum Lillian is one of those freaks! Just like Molly. I can't stand this. This is so embarrassing!" screeched the blond.

"Oh!" cried a shocked Mrs Evan. She let out a wail and left the room in a hurry. "Not another daughter. Not another one. Who will marry them now?" Her cries could be heard down the corridor.

"Stay away from me!" shrieked Petunia and left the room as if afraid some plague would taint her as well.

All was silent for a minute. Both girls were shocked by the Evans family drama even though it was rather expected.

"It's ok Lily. I'm extremely happy for you. Father would approve of it. You will soon learn to not mind mama and the rest of our sisters. After all they are just jealous you have a special gift which they probably will not. Not many young witches are there who are as talented as you are," Molly soothed her younger sister.

Witches were not discriminated against all over England. In fact the most powerful men and women were of the magical heritage. Problem was that the Evans were not rich and powerful. In fact quite the opposite. One would consider them below poverty line. No powerful man would marry below his standing in society. And sadly the common folk were wary of such poor witches. Hence Mrs Evans fear.

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