Harry Potter is the property of J.K. Rowling. I have only borrowed some of her characters for this story.
Introduction
There are a number of defining moments in a person's life. Moments that come either by choice, circumstance, or destiny. What ever the way may be, these moments will inevitably alter the course of a person's life from there on. One of these moments occurred on a warm summer day in the gardens at the end of Chutney Lane. And that very simple moment was to change everything, change everything in more ways than could ever have been imagined.
Ch 1: The Cottage on Chutney Lane
Daniel and Rose Evans lived in a small cottage at the end of Chutney Lane on the outskirts of Edenby, Kent. Daniel worked as a horticulturist, which many found to be a peculiar job for the day. The Evans' had two daughters, Petunia and Lily. Daniel's work often took him to London for days or weeks at a time. He kept a flat in the city to avoid the long train rides he would otherwise be forced to endure. This left Rose to tend their massive gardens and care for the girls herself. Although lonely at times, Rose enjoyed her girls, gardens and the pleasant predictability of her life.
Daniel and Rose adored their daughters, though they did not spoil them. Hard working, with strong values, Daniel and Rose felt they had done a decent job of instilling their morals in young Petunia and Lily.
Petunia, or Pet, as she was lovingly called by her parents, modeled the proper behavior that a young lady should and believed that her hard work would yield her praise from her parents. Petunia did not resemble either Daniel or Rose. Her hair was fine and blond, and her features less refined than those of her sister and mother. Daniel thought there was a striking resemblance between Petunia and his own mother, Azel, who had passed years before the birth of his daughters. Petunia's love for flowers and plants confirmed the connection for Daniel, who had learned all he knew of horticulture from hours in the garden as a child with his mum.
Lily was the image of her mother, with dark red hair and startlingly green, almond shaped eyes. Lily was very bright and quick witted, she carried an air of mischief with her and her eyes often twinkled with secrets only she appeared to know. Although she enjoyed the gardens tremendously, Lily did not share the same undying passion for flowers as her sister and father, but she still had the same green thumb. To Daniel's amusement, Lily could often be found vying for his affection in the gardens, much to Petunia's dismay.
And so the Evans' spent the better part of ten years as a simple family, living a fairly ordinary life. With the exception of some extraordinary plant life, very little excitement found its way down Chutney Lane, at least until Lily's 11th birthday.
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