HI, this is my first fan-fiction so if you would please R&R I would be very grateful even if it is criticism; I want to know how my writing comes off.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything recognisable as someone else's work, I am not J.K Rowling just a very crazy Potter fan!
Chapter One: Makaton
Lily woke up on her sixth birthday to the quiet sounds of movement across the hall in her younger brothers room. Darren was a year younger than Lily and was always so quiet and no one knew why as he never listened to anyone, he would only watch people.
Lily walked to her brothers room and looked through a crack in the door, her parents were sat on the floor crying and a doctor was standing over her brothers bed, a stethoscope around his neck the only indication that he was a doctor.
She burst into the room, scared of what she would see, only to find her brother sitting on his bed playing with his bright red fire truck he'd been given last Christmas. Lily ran over and hugged him, they were close and Lily was very protective of him.
"What's wrong?" she asked, looking into the faces of her sobbing parents and then into the grim face of the doctor,
"Lily c'mere" her father, Allen, spoke softly, holding out his arms for Lily to crawl into, Lily did so and waited to be told what the matter was, "Lily honey, this is doctor Finkleman, he was just checking Darren over, and h-he found-" her mother stopped talking, overcome with grief.
"Young lady" the doctor said, kneeling in front of lily, "your brother has been found to be deaf, this means he can't hear anyone or anything, not a sound, as a result he doesn't know how to speak, and he probably never will." He stopped, letting the news sink in.
Lily was quiet for a moment, before asking "What can we do?"
Everyone looked shocked, the doctor at her level-headedness, her parents at the simpleness of the question and her sister Petunia, whom she had not seen before, over the fact her sister seemed to care so much for their brother.
"You could learn makaton" the doctor spoke first, breaking the silence, "your brother will be attending a special school where he will learn it so this way you will be able to speak with him".
And so the Evans family started a class at the local hospital where they learnt the basics of makaton, spending every Saturday evening in the cramped hospital room with other families who had a similar difficulty to theirs. Lily even started to take books out of the library down the street about it and began to pour over the books, drinking in every word so that by the time she was ten years old, she knew just about everything in makaton, and mainly spoke to her brother who had learnt it at his school.
The only problem with Lily learning sign language was that she forgot how to speak with her voice...
Next Chapter:
Lily gets a letter...
