By: Serene
Disclaimer: Lily belongs to JKR. Her friends belong to me, not Kaleigh Lupin, she owns me, kinda like my muse. She is forcing me to write this.
A/N: First Fic ever, so please review. Sorry if this is short but, I tried. Suggestions are welcome.
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My life is a strange one. I sit here on my bed writing this in a journal. Ironic, I never had any use for these before now.
Maybe I should start from the beginning. My name is Lilian Rosayle Selttive. I am 13 years old. I was born on July 30, 1961. Right now I live in England, My family and I move around a lot. I used to live in New York State in the United States of America. That was before I got the letter. The letter that changed my life.
July 30,1975
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It was my birthday. I was going to be 11. I was so excited! Mum and Dad threw me a huge party. I didn't know why... I was only going to be 11, not 13 like Petunia. All my friends were there. Lacey Andersonne, Marcia Landstrome, Stephanie Ronellie, Ella Harel, Yavonne Hann, Ally Britn, Kaleigh Lupin, Dana and Shana Bann and lots of other people.
In the end, I had received 2 new Beatles records, a new shirt from Aunt Anne and loads of sweets from my friends. Mum and Dad's present was a tiny orange kitten, who was a total mooch and got in to trouble, his name is Crookshanks. Petunia's gift was a new pen.
Petunia didn't seem like me much. She said I was the pretty one and she hated me for that. After the party ended, Mum sat outside on the porch and looked at the sky. Finally, after an hour she finally called me out. 'Lilian dear! Please come downstairs! I would like you to see this.' I came down stairs and Mum waved an envelope in my face. I grabbed it and ripped it open. It read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albert Sterling
Dear Miss Selttive,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours Sincerely,
Menissah Previtta
Menissah Previtta
Deputy Headmistress
My eyes were huge. 'OH MY GOD! I'M A WITCH!' I yelled. I was so happy. Mum kept hugging me and telling me how great I was. Dad did the same. Petunia just sat in a chair across from me and threw me dirty looks.
Well,that was a fun trip to the past,
Lilian
PS Should I write more in this Journal?