All the Way
With bright, emerald green eyes set over a button nose, Lily Cassandra Evans gazed outside of her modest bedroom window. Her pale skin still bore smattering of freckles she always got in summer, just as her copper hair, braided and reaching down to the middle of her back, was gilded with auburn and gold sun streaks. Her cheeks were still girlishly plump, but a round and mulish chin offset any traces of youthful bashfulness that her cheeks gave her. Even at sixteen, Lily Cassandra Evans knew her own mind.
"Lily, honey, we really should get going!" her mother, Cassandra Evans called to her from the kitchen. Sighing, Lily took a last glance out of the window and closed the glass, pulling the cream curtains closed as she did so. "Coming mum!" she answered.
Retrieving her Hogwarts trunk from her bed, and placing her cat Suki in her travelling cage, she lugged both across her red carpet and out of her room, fixing her room in her memory as she did so. With one final survey, she closed the door with a smart tap.
Walking down, the stairs she saw her twenty year old sister, Petunia, sitting on the settee in the lounge room with her somewhat walrus looking fiancé, Vernon Dursley.
"Petunia, dear, aren't you going to say goodbye to your sister? You shan't be seeing her for a year!" breezed her mother
"Bye" was the gruff reply. Lily didn't even bother acknowledging her. Her mother sighed and proceeded to walk out the door. Lily's relationship with her sister was hardly ideal, as after meeting Vernon Dursley, Petunia had become somewhat of an ogre towards Lily, no doubt because Lily was sort of different than the rest of her family. Lily was a witch.
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Being the first in her family to have magical abilities, her parents and relatives were quite proud of her, but once Petunia had found out, she had become quite jealous of all the attention Lily was receiving, and had grown more and more distant until the two sisters barely knew each other.
Michael Evans, Lily's father, was hauling her bulky trunk into the boot of their bright red Subaru. Having succeeded he beckoned his wife and youngest daughter into the car, Lily hopping in the rear with her cat and Mrs Evans in the passenger's seat. Calling out to Petunia who was leaning grumpily against the front door, he said "Are you sure you won't come pumpkin?" Petunia stalked inside, effectively ignoring her father, presumably to rejoin Vernon.
Inserting the car key into the ignition, Mr Evans reversed out of the driveway and onto the quiet road they lived on. Within minutes they were away from their hometown of Bournemouth, Dorset and onto the freeway that would lead them to London and to Kings Cross Station.
Parking in an available spot, they all exited the car, with Mr Evans assisting his daughter with her trunk and Suki. Mrs Evans briskly walked over to the trolley bay and wheeled it back to her daughter. "I do hope you'll be alright this year, Lily"
"I'll be fine mum!"
"Sandra, leave her be, she's a Prefect, Lily will be perfectly all right" replied Mr Evans
As they made their way slowly near the magical platform that would allow Lily to reach the train, she turned and bear-hugged her two parents, kissing them in their respective cheeks. "I'll miss you!" she tearfully croaked.
"We'll see you at Christmas, sweetie! There's no need to get upset" smiled Mrs Evans.
"Sweetie, be good and try not to give too many detentions, okay?" said a timid Mr Evans. Lily was notorious for her quick temper; something her family tried very hard to avoid whenever was possible. Instead of blowing up, as Michael was worried about, she laughed and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, followed by a small wink. Kissing her mother good-bye she rapidly walked towards Platform 9 ¾ with cage in hand and trunk in tow, disappearing through the barrier.
The second Lily walked though the barrier; she was swept up in a crushing hug.
"LILY!"
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