Disclaimer- Hi ya'll. I know I shouldn't but I'm writing another fic. I don't own any characters, except David Evans, and a few of his work pals! The characters are all mostly from J K Rowlings books. If I owned any of them, I probably wouldn't be here right now! But I'm here waves. I have taken a few idea's from Tomb Raider, The Mummy, Relic Hunter, and Secret Garden. Well, I'm gunna do a summary, then get on with it.

Summary- 15 year old Lily Evans traveled everywhere with her archeologist Dad, but when he mysteriously disappears while working on a very strange case, Lily is sent back to a place she has never seen after being born there, England. She is sent away to stay with her uncle, who is very secretive, and her cousin, who is rarely seen. What happens when she receives a letter to go to Hogwarts? Where she is haunted by her Fathers case. What would happen if the case came to her? A case which will bring out the archeologist in her, the fighter in her, the survivor in her. At the end of it all, can she save her dad?

Hitchhiking to Hogwarts

Chapter 1

Lily of the Nile

" Lily?" The raspy, dry voice cut through the silence, alerting the already shaken teen. Panicked, Lily turned dropping her bag of archeological tools, her dad had given her for her 14th birthday. Picking up the bag, she looked to the familiar face of her dad's employee. The aged, Egyptian face was dusty, and dry, yet kind and usually cheerful. The owner smiled sadly at child he had come to know as the 'Lily of the Nile'.

Her tear stained, pale face looked into his own searching for any sign of impossible happiness. " Yes Akheem?" She asked impatiently, annoyed at the sound of the flapping of the cream tent they stood in. It was her own tent, which only a few days ago, she had been glad to have. As the wind gently continued to blow against her home, Akheem moved to sit on her wick chair in the corner.

" Lily, I'm sorry, but our searches have been unsuccessful. We still cannot find your farther. There's not even a trace." He hated this, David Evans was the third person to disappear. Standing up, he walked over to the heart broken teen.

That was the point Lily's world collapsed. Her dad, being the only person to have been with her since her birth, meant more to Lily than words could describe. Unable to hold back the masses of tears, Lily felt herself wrapped in Akheems arms, softly sobbing.

That night, Lily was clouded in despair. Akheem and Omar had eventually managed to persuade the devastated Lily to rest. Tired from the endless tears, and sore eyes, she had managed to fall asleep. Though it was a welcomed thought, the idea of living a day without her Dad was unbearable, so she had cried herself to sleep.

The next day had brought nothing but more sand and hopelessness, as did the day after. Stepping out of her tent, two days later, Lily's deep red hair blew wildly with the morning wind. Her very baggy beige trousers, and cream halter top were good insulators of the sun and heat. Her brown sandals were better, also, for walking in the hot sand. Taking a deep breath, Lily walked through the ruins of a small ancient village they were camped near. Men were already at work pulling away sand, and digging for lost treasures. Comforted at the thought of doing some work, Lily bent down, and began clearing sand away from the wall. A local boy, who was also pulling away dusty sand looking to her surprised.

" Oh, Miss Evans, good morning!" He looked at her as though she were a fragile decoration.

Smiling slightly, for the first time in days, Lily replied courteously, " Good Morning." Pulling stray pieces of hair out of her face, she looked to him, " What are we doing?"

" Well, Mr Akheem told me to make myself useful, but be careful, so I thought I'd clear sand away." The boy was about the same age as her, and had matted black hair, and smooth skin.

" Well, I'll help. I'm leaving for England in the afternoon, so I'd be more than happy to." Smiling, Lily began gathering orange sand from the wall, and placing it in the bucket.

" What's England like?" He asked curiously, running fine powder between his fingers.

Trying not to meet his eyes, the red head continued with her work. Her green eyes blinking back tears. " I would not know! I have never been! I was born in England, but when my mum died, I was taken round the world with my father. I've been everywhere, but England. I spent a lot of time in China, Russia, Indonesia, Romania, Italy, Greece, Egypt, a lot places. It's kind of funny really." Surprising herself, Lily found she could talk about her dad and not cry. It was definitely progress.

Impressed at the numerous places she had been, he asked further questions. "Where was best?"

" I think every place was special in it's own way, though I did like Beijing with the rich decorations. I don't know."

Manor house- Kent- Lily's room

Lily woke with a start, recalling the events of only a few days ago. Dawn outside had brought the birds to their nests, and called her uncle's 'dogs' to the garden. Pushing herself up onto her elbows, she allowed her eyes to adjust to the brightness of the room. Once they had, she looked around. It was only her first night there and the day before she had seen little of the place. Throwing the covers off herself, Lily muttered 'I love you', to a picture of her parents, and began the hard task of finding suitable clothes to wear. All her life she had been travelling from place to place never stayed in the same town for more than 4 months. Most of her clothes suited hot dry climates, and as Lily had been told, English weather wasn't very predictable. Though it looked warm outside, to Lily it was mild. Wiping sleep away from her eyes, she walked to her floor Mirror. Pulling out numerous dresses from her wardrobe, she put them against herself. Usually, she would not have had a problem, but it was her first meeting with her only known living relatives, so she wanted to make an impression.

Her tanned skin glowed in the sunlight, bringing out the length of her legs, and her slim body. Lily wasn't one of those girls who would spend hours getting dressed, she didn't care much for her physical appearance, and her time had been better served in her opinion. Putting a night blue mini dress against herself, she finally smiled satisfied.

Before slipping it on she walked to the bathroom where she indulged in a long bubble bath. Once finished with the getting dressed, she gave herself a look over. Her hair was twisted with a black oriental stick, which was stuck diagonally in her twirled bun. Her face was untouched by make-up, and still she looked stunning. Her bright green eyes were full of compassion and at the same time sorrow. The dress she wore, was a simple figure hugging, yet sensible dress, which went half way down her thighs. Her bronzed long legs, led down to slender ankles, and smallish feet, which were protected by her only pair of black moderate high heels. Shaking her head gently, Lily thought of the place where she would be had her father not ventured out that day.

Fighting back tears, she walked out of the bland yellow room she had been given, and made her way through the maze of a house. Slightly apprehensive as to what her uncle and cousin would think of her, and be like themselves, the teen took her time retracing the steps from the previous day. When at last she found the kitchen, the only thing that was there, was an envelope, a bowl of cereal, and orange juice. Furrowing her brow, she sat down, and opened the envelope.

Inside was what she recognised as English money. Her father had taught her about England and everything that she knew. Smiling and forgetting her breakfast, Lily headed out to the front door. If there was one thing she would like to do, it was to explore. First she would have to tell someone she was headed out of the house, worried at the lack of people, she wandered to the reception room. Her worries were soon pushed away when an elderly plump, grey haired looking lady beamed at her, before giving her a welcome hug. Finally glad to see someone inhabiting the place, Lily smiled politely.

" Hi, I'm Lily. I was wondering, might I go out?"

Weeks later

The weeks had dragged by, and still Lily had not seen her uncle or cousin. The only person she was acquainted with was Mrs Long, who had really no desire to sit and chat. This however had not bothered Lily. She had wandered aimlessly round the countryside, thinking about her dad, and where he was. She would sit, and reflect on things that might have been. Mrs Long had taken her shopping in London, which was a refreshing change for the girl, but London was nothing to places she had been. Just another city. Nothing she hadn't seen before, though she had found the historical side of it fascinating.

Sat on the front lawn of the house, which was very extensive, Lily played with a blade of grass, thinking of the boy she had last spoken to in Egypt. They had parted with a peck on the cheek, and found out they had a lot in common. He had given her a bit of some gem stone he had found, and she had given him her book of the world, which he had treated like a box of gold. Lily let a delicate smile work its way onto her face, just as the most unexpected thing imaginable could happen.

In the middle of the day, an owl flew over her, dropping a letter in her lap. Looking around for some practical joker hiding, Lily clutched the letter in her hand before walking into the house, where in the dining room, she finally sat in the presence of her uncle and cousin, though un noticed by her.

Dear Miss Lily Evans,

I am pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Of course you should have started at 11, however we are sorry to say we had problems delivering your letter. In joining Hogwarts, you will be put into 5th year. We hope to see you here next year.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore

P.S- I have enclosed a list of supplies you will need to buy from Diagon alley. Directions are on there.

After a re-reading the letter three times, Lily looked up shocked. Met with the questioning stare of two strangers, a yelp escaped her lips. At one end of the table sat a middle-aged man, with long auburn hair, and shadowed brown eyes. His face was well proportioned, and kept, at the other end, sat a quiet boy of her own age. He was a pale, yet pleasant looking boy. He smiled weakly at her, his golden hair reflecting light. Lily only returned the smile, unsure of the letter. Laying it down beside her, Lily addressed the two.

" Hello, it's nice to meet you. I'm Lily!" The man would only nod his head, before inquiring about the letter.

" It is nice to see you. What is that about?" Slightly put out, Lily replied, fear building of the man.

" Well, I'm not sure, you can read it if you like." Nervously, and self-conscious, Lily handed him the letter. As his eye skimmed it, Lily looked to the boy.

" Hi", she beamed.

" Hello, I'm Edward." He held out a tiny fragile looking hand, which Lily took, gently.

" Well", Lily turned to the older man who had spoken, " It would seem you are a witch, as myself and my mother was. I will see that you are taken to Diagon Alley, though my housekeeper can only drop you off. You will be expected to fend for yourself once there, is that understood?"

Not quite sure how she was supposed to take this, Lily nodded, before running to her room with excitement. Collapsing on her bed, she took the photo of her parents into her hands, and began talking to them as if they were in the room.

Diagon Alley

Lily had stumbled through some pub, The Leaky Cauldron, or something of a similar name. The pub was of an old medieval theme, which Lily appreciated. Pulling back her hood, she shook it clear of rain. The pub was crowed with busy bodies, gossiping and chatting. Walking to the bar, she looked at a man, whose name tag read Mick.

" Hi! I was wondering where to get into Diagon Alley. It's my first time, and I'm really not sure." Mick looked down to the soaked girl, and smiled obligingly. Lily followed him out to a courtyard, where he tapped stones opening her eyes to a new world. The wizarding world.

Ok, this is this first chapter, hope you liked. Please review

Love Miri