Disclaimer: This isn't mine. Its J.K. Rowling's idea. I'm just fascinated by the LilyJames thing...

A/N: This is just an intro chapter. I hope you like it...I like review by the way...they make me happy.

Society of Parentless But Gifted Children in Need of A Kind and Loving Home and Family

How could this happen to her? How could this happen to her family? They had never done anything wrong. They weren't criminals or anything. Of course it wasn't just her family. The rioters had burst into everyone's homes. The whole neighborhood was in shambles. But where would she and Petunia live now? They had no relatives. Her father was an only child and her mother had a sister who died of cancer. All of Lily's grandparents had died before she was born.

"Petunia? Are we going to live in an orphanage now? 'Cause I'm not sure I'm going to like that very much," Lily called across the hospital room where they had been taken after the riot. They had been the most bizarre rioters she had ever seen. They almost looked like ghosts, but they wore black. They must have had matches and torches beneath their cloaks because anything in their way kept spontaneously combusting.

"Lily! How many times do I have to tell you? We'll go to a foster home, not an orphanage. That's what Mr. Snydely told us. Cruel orphanages are just figments of your imagination. They only happen in books. Honestly, how dim can you be?

"You didn't have to overreact like that! I was just asking a question. I'm just a little frazzled after what… has happened," Lily looked down and stared intently at the book in her lap, trying to wrap her mind around the event's of the last week. As her eyes glazed over, she quickly looked up again. With all of her problems lately, this was not the time for one of her mysterious bouts of setting things on fire. She could still remember over her Christmas holiday when she had ended up frying her new book of magic tricks after trying unsuccessfully to perform a trick for her mother. Petunia had laughed at her and even her kind mother couldn't help but smile behind her hand. That frustration was overwhelming! She had wanted to scream, but then had smelt smoke.

"Ms. Evans, you have a visitor. A man from the 'Society of Parentless But Gifted Children in Need of A Kind and Loving Home and Family,'" the nurse looked slightly puzzled as she read the long title in a hurried breath, "I'll show him in."

As the nurse finished her mouthful of a title, Petunia sat up and primped. Lily subconsciously sank lower into the covers and attempted to disappear. A man followed the nurse into the cramped hospital room. He was rather peculiar-looking, the picture of wisdom. His gray beard that reached his chest added to his scholarly look.

"Hello sir!" Petunia chirped, determined to find a place in this prestigious-sounding society. With her fine grades in school, she could easily be considered gifted, while Lily's grades, due to her unpredictable temper and short attention span, left something to be desired. It had even been recommended early in primary school that she be left back a year in order to develop necessary social skills for later in life.

"Hello young lady. You must be Petunia Evans. I am, of course, delighted to meet you. Might I ask where your sister, Lily, is? Oh, never mind! There she is!" the peculiar man swung around to Lily's bed. He was surprisingly nimble for his age, "Apparently she is searching for her invisibility cloak! Never mind, Lily, I need to speak to you. So if you could kindly come up above the covers, we could converse?

"If you please sir. I think you must have us confused. I am the one with good grades. Lily got held back and gets detention a lot because she accidentally gives kids black eyes!" Petunia said in a sing-song voice.

Lily popped up indignantly, "That was only once. And you know I didn't do it! I was nowhere near Billy Harris! He deserved it anyway. It was recommended that I be held back. I wasn't actually held back. I don't even want to go to some special school. I like my school and my friends!"

"That will be enough, Miss Evans," a smooth voice cut into the girls' argument, which would have soon turned very heated, "I'm afraid that I am not mistaken. I'd like to speak to Lily please," the man opened the door to reveal a wheelchair for Lily to sit in. He wheeled her from the room and down the hall to the play area, which was currently empty because it was naptime in the children's ward.

"I'm not really very smart. Petunia's actually much smarter than me. You should take her! Really," Lily tried to get back into her sister's good graces even though her sister wasn't with her.

"You see Lily, there are several types of giftedness. I'm not looking for brains, although I'm sure they would help. I'm looking for a different kind of gift. You're born with it. By the by, I do doubt your assumption that you are stupid. From my research, you seem very intelligent, if a little uncontrollable at times. My name is Professor Dumbledore in case you were interested," Dumbledore pulled a peculiar tin of Lemon Drops from his pocket, "Now I will not go into complete details know, but I have arranged for a new home for you. Unfortunately, I will have to separate you and your sister, but many visits can be arranged if you like. Your new home is in the countryside. It is quite lovely. I believe the family actually has a daughter near to your age. We will be leaving tomorrow, as soon as I can get you released from this hospital. Your sister will be staying in a foster home close to here. She will just fine, in case you are worried for her safety."

A/N: Yeah weird ending. But it seemed like as good of place as any and I was tired of writing...Don't forget to review!!