Eleven-year old Lily Evans sprinted down the stairs, her bright red
hair flying. She almost tripped in her hurry to get out of the way of her older
sister, Petunia, but she caught herself just in time.
As Lily arrived at the kitchen door, she slowed to a halt and calmed her breathing. As she pushed the door open and stepped inside, she saw her mother, Abigail Evans, in front of the stove.
Suddenly, the kitchen door was flung open. It hit Lily, causing her to spin wildly before falling to the ground with a smack. She stared up at her sisters sneering face, knowing Petunia had done it on purpose.
"Petunia!"
Lily looked at her mother, who was glaring at her eldest daughter.
"Help your sister up at once and apologize!" she said sternly.
Lily started to get up.
"It's alri-" Lily started, but her mother interrupted.
"Now,"
Petunia twisted her horse-like face into a smirk.
"You heard her mother! She's just fine." And with that Petunia spun on her heel and left the room without another word.
"Petunia!" Lily's mother shouted. "Get down here!"
There was no response to the command. Mrs. Evans sighed, and bent to help Lily up.
"I'm so sorry, dear." She told Lily. "And on your birthday too."
"It's okay, Mum. It's not your fault." Lily gave a moan as she lowered herself onto a padded chair. She was used to her sister's treatment. Ever since she could remember, Petunia had showed Lily only rudeness and hostility. Lily's eyes flashed angrily as she thought of all her sister had done to torture her though her eleven years of life.
"Eat up!" her mother instructed, placing a plate of pancakes in front of her daughter. "You don't want to spend your birthday with an empty stomach."
As she watched her favorite daughter eat her breakfast, she thought about how lucky she is to have such a child. Lily was all ways on time, well mannered, and neat. She got perfect grades, and was a model student at school.
The only problem seemed to be the fact that she loved to play pranks. Although she never did anything horrible or dangerous, she often was in trouble at school.
One unfortunate event, however, confused even Lily how it had happened.
One day, at school, Lily was blamed for breaking a school broom. The more she glared at her teacher, who was giving her the punishment at the time, the angrier she became. Soon she was at the point where she just couldn't take it anymore. Lily jumped up from her seat and was ready to storm from the room when she saw something that made her stop and stare.
Her teacher's hair had turned bright green. No one could explain it, so Lily was given extra punishment, though she insisted she was innocent. This still puzzled her, although she finally convinced herself she must have done something and forgotten about it.
Lily had the becomings of a beautiful girl. She had curly, red hair that almost reached her waist and had a tall, slim body. Her most famous feature were her eyes. Lily had entrancing, emerald green eyes. When they flashed a dark, angry green, people of all ages steered clear of Lily, because she was also known for her fiery temper.
Petunia could not be anymore different than Lily. She was three years older than her sister and quite a few inches taller. Petunia's long, skinny neck helped her achieve this height and be able to look down on Lily. Petunia had straight blond hair and a horrible personality.
Not only was she rude and obnoxious, but got bad grades and was late to everything, no matter how important.
One thing they had in common though, besides the fact that they had the same parents, was that they were both neat. Well, Lily was neat, and Petunia was a neat freak. No one could enter her room without removing their shoes, wearing clean socks, and washing their hands. In her room not one thing was out of place and she dusted it at least once a day.
When Lily swallowed her last bite, she carried her plate to the sink, her back to the door. As she was rinsing it off, the door opened once again.
Please don't let it be Petunia, she thought to herself.
"I hear someone has a birthday today." She heard a deep voice say. Lily breathed relief and whirls around.
"Daddy!" she squealed, running to his waiting arms and hugging him. "I thought you were at work!"
"And miss my favorite girls birthday? I don't think so."
Lily smiled happily, then frowned as she remembered Petunia.
Her father noticed this.
"Is it Petunia? Your mother told me what happened this morning. She seems set on ruining your life." He said. "It's a good thing you have a lot of patience with her, or your sister would be six feet under!"
Lily smiled. She loved it when her father teased her and her temper as the perfect excuse.
"Why don't you run on upstairs and get ready for the day," he suggested.
"Alright," she agreed, kissing him on the cheek and heading for the door.
She didn't notice the owl flutter past the window.
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Lily quickly ran up the stairs and started down the hallway. She was relieved to see Petunia's door shut.
As Lily entered her room, she became aware of a tapping sound. She scanned her room, painted light blue, for the source of the noise. Her eyes widened in surprise when she spotted a large barn owl perched outside on her windowsill.
She stepped back in surprise, but then cautiously walked to the window. She slowly reached for the handle, then yanked the window open, hoping to scare it away with the sudden movement.
But instead of scaring it away, the owl flew right into her room! It circled the room once then dropped a letter on her desk. The owl then escaped back though the window, flapping its wings to gain altitude.
Lily sat in silence on the floor where she had fallen in shock. Then she leaped to her feet and ran to the window. The bird was already out of sight.
Suddenly she remembered that the owl had dropped something. She turned around and eyed the thick envelope suspiciously.
She went to the desk and picked it up examining it.
On the front, written in green ink, it said:
Miss L. Evans
Blue Bedroom
134 Cherry Lane
London, England
The envelope was made of heavy parchment. Turning it over, she saw a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms: an eagle, a badger, a lion, and a snake.
Lily curiously broke the seal and shook the contents out onto the surface of the desk.
She unfolded the papers inside and started reading.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
Of WITCHCRAFTAND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Miss Evans,
We are pleased to in form you that you have been accepted At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Lily's heart stopped she looked up from the paper in shock. The parchment fluttered from her hands and she dropped to the floor in a dead faint.
As Lily arrived at the kitchen door, she slowed to a halt and calmed her breathing. As she pushed the door open and stepped inside, she saw her mother, Abigail Evans, in front of the stove.
Suddenly, the kitchen door was flung open. It hit Lily, causing her to spin wildly before falling to the ground with a smack. She stared up at her sisters sneering face, knowing Petunia had done it on purpose.
"Petunia!"
Lily looked at her mother, who was glaring at her eldest daughter.
"Help your sister up at once and apologize!" she said sternly.
Lily started to get up.
"It's alri-" Lily started, but her mother interrupted.
"Now,"
Petunia twisted her horse-like face into a smirk.
"You heard her mother! She's just fine." And with that Petunia spun on her heel and left the room without another word.
"Petunia!" Lily's mother shouted. "Get down here!"
There was no response to the command. Mrs. Evans sighed, and bent to help Lily up.
"I'm so sorry, dear." She told Lily. "And on your birthday too."
"It's okay, Mum. It's not your fault." Lily gave a moan as she lowered herself onto a padded chair. She was used to her sister's treatment. Ever since she could remember, Petunia had showed Lily only rudeness and hostility. Lily's eyes flashed angrily as she thought of all her sister had done to torture her though her eleven years of life.
"Eat up!" her mother instructed, placing a plate of pancakes in front of her daughter. "You don't want to spend your birthday with an empty stomach."
As she watched her favorite daughter eat her breakfast, she thought about how lucky she is to have such a child. Lily was all ways on time, well mannered, and neat. She got perfect grades, and was a model student at school.
The only problem seemed to be the fact that she loved to play pranks. Although she never did anything horrible or dangerous, she often was in trouble at school.
One unfortunate event, however, confused even Lily how it had happened.
One day, at school, Lily was blamed for breaking a school broom. The more she glared at her teacher, who was giving her the punishment at the time, the angrier she became. Soon she was at the point where she just couldn't take it anymore. Lily jumped up from her seat and was ready to storm from the room when she saw something that made her stop and stare.
Her teacher's hair had turned bright green. No one could explain it, so Lily was given extra punishment, though she insisted she was innocent. This still puzzled her, although she finally convinced herself she must have done something and forgotten about it.
Lily had the becomings of a beautiful girl. She had curly, red hair that almost reached her waist and had a tall, slim body. Her most famous feature were her eyes. Lily had entrancing, emerald green eyes. When they flashed a dark, angry green, people of all ages steered clear of Lily, because she was also known for her fiery temper.
Petunia could not be anymore different than Lily. She was three years older than her sister and quite a few inches taller. Petunia's long, skinny neck helped her achieve this height and be able to look down on Lily. Petunia had straight blond hair and a horrible personality.
Not only was she rude and obnoxious, but got bad grades and was late to everything, no matter how important.
One thing they had in common though, besides the fact that they had the same parents, was that they were both neat. Well, Lily was neat, and Petunia was a neat freak. No one could enter her room without removing their shoes, wearing clean socks, and washing their hands. In her room not one thing was out of place and she dusted it at least once a day.
When Lily swallowed her last bite, she carried her plate to the sink, her back to the door. As she was rinsing it off, the door opened once again.
Please don't let it be Petunia, she thought to herself.
"I hear someone has a birthday today." She heard a deep voice say. Lily breathed relief and whirls around.
"Daddy!" she squealed, running to his waiting arms and hugging him. "I thought you were at work!"
"And miss my favorite girls birthday? I don't think so."
Lily smiled happily, then frowned as she remembered Petunia.
Her father noticed this.
"Is it Petunia? Your mother told me what happened this morning. She seems set on ruining your life." He said. "It's a good thing you have a lot of patience with her, or your sister would be six feet under!"
Lily smiled. She loved it when her father teased her and her temper as the perfect excuse.
"Why don't you run on upstairs and get ready for the day," he suggested.
"Alright," she agreed, kissing him on the cheek and heading for the door.
She didn't notice the owl flutter past the window.
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Lily quickly ran up the stairs and started down the hallway. She was relieved to see Petunia's door shut.
As Lily entered her room, she became aware of a tapping sound. She scanned her room, painted light blue, for the source of the noise. Her eyes widened in surprise when she spotted a large barn owl perched outside on her windowsill.
She stepped back in surprise, but then cautiously walked to the window. She slowly reached for the handle, then yanked the window open, hoping to scare it away with the sudden movement.
But instead of scaring it away, the owl flew right into her room! It circled the room once then dropped a letter on her desk. The owl then escaped back though the window, flapping its wings to gain altitude.
Lily sat in silence on the floor where she had fallen in shock. Then she leaped to her feet and ran to the window. The bird was already out of sight.
Suddenly she remembered that the owl had dropped something. She turned around and eyed the thick envelope suspiciously.
She went to the desk and picked it up examining it.
On the front, written in green ink, it said:
Miss L. Evans
Blue Bedroom
134 Cherry Lane
London, England
The envelope was made of heavy parchment. Turning it over, she saw a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms: an eagle, a badger, a lion, and a snake.
Lily curiously broke the seal and shook the contents out onto the surface of the desk.
She unfolded the papers inside and started reading.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
Of WITCHCRAFTAND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Miss Evans,
We are pleased to in form you that you have been accepted At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Lily's heart stopped she looked up from the paper in shock. The parchment fluttered from her hands and she dropped to the floor in a dead faint.