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Summary: Lily Evans doesn't know her and her best friend Tammy are magic until Dumbledore tells her they are guardians of the veil between the magic and the Muggle world and he needs them to rescue the captured rebel leader James Potter. Based loosely on WITCH.

Rebelling For Love

Chapter one

Lord Who-De-Now?

Lily Evans had just heard the bell ring, indicating their last class of this school year had come to an end when her best friend Tammy McGee jumped up from her seat, Britain's largest smile grazing her heart shaped face.

"It's over Lily! O-ver!" she repeated slowly and louder than before as Lily's lack of joyful dancing had made her think maybe she didn't get it. Tammy shoved all of the things lying on her table into her bag carelessly while Lily carefully marked a page in her book and started putting pencils, erasers and what not into her pencil case.

"Tay, please not so loud! Mr. Collins will hear you." Lily warned as she put her History book into her bag. Without really thinking about it she arranged her books after size. Tammy rolled her eyes when she and Lily walked out of the classroom side by side "Lily, he's a teacher! Believe me, he's heard kids being happy about summer holiday before."

Playing with the end of her braided, flaming red hair Lily snapped "I don't care, I'm going to miss Mr. Collins' classes so much."

Tammy rolled her brown eyes "How can you miss school? That's seriously twisted."

Despite of being best friends the two girls were very different. Even in looks.

Lily, like most other girls at their school, made sure to stay pale and delicate looking while Tammy never cared and spent so much time in the sun that her tan could last almost all year.

After brushing imaginary dirt off of her yellow cardigan, draped over her shoulders with a matching shirt beneath, Lily made sure the shirt was still tucked into her knee length, white skirt.

Tammy's faded, high-waist jeans had a hole by the right knee and her black t-shirt had a stain from her breakfast cereal. Her hair, the lightest of blonde colours, hung wild and wavy all the way down to her hips.

One of Lily's most striking features was her red hair, not the typical carrot like colour, but actual red. She kept it short, by her shoulders, and it was completely straight. She didn't really like her hair that much. It drew too much attention and Lily liked to remain somewhat anonymous.

Her other striking feature, especially combined with her fiery hair, were her shining emerald eyes. Tammy was envious of them as her own had a dull brown colour.

On their walk home from school the two girls discussed how they planned on spending their summer and of course they couldn't agree.

Lily liked to stay inside in her room while reading, drinking tea or listening to The Carpenters records with Tammy.

She, on the other hand, preferred to spend all of her time outside, preferably on the skateboard she had originally stolen from her older brother Tommy. When it became apparent that Tammy was much more talented on a skateboard she got to keep it.

Lily didn't blame her though, the original reason Tammy had stolen the skateboard was to run away from her broken home. Her father was a professional alcoholic and her mother regularly expressed her desire to become a lesbian and actually moved out at one point to live with a woman who shaved her head and on principle refused to wear high heels.

As soon as the romance had broken, Tammy's mom had moved back home. The only one left then was her brother who was practically never home and when he was he always hung out with a bunch of his friends who enjoyed teasing Tammy for her absolute lack of breasts but nevertheless pinched what little butt she had.

So Tammy made an art of becoming 'one of the guys' so they would leave her alone and also made sure to spend as little time as possible at home.

Lily on the other hand had the respectable family. Her father was an accountant who always did his work well and was a devoted father to his two daughters that had been nurtured well by his wife who was a stay-at-home mom.

Petunia, Lily's older sister, was already practically engaged to a boy from a 'good' family and the sisters never stirred any trouble in their little community. They had been very sisterly in their early childhood, but as soon as Lily's friendship with Tammy became closer and closer Petunia got jealous. They now tolerated each other.

On their very first day of school Lily showed up with her heart beating nervously, but never the less feeling safe from the simple knowledge of having a loving family and a stable life. But she lacked the confidence that Tammy could easily fake if she wasn't actually feeling it and the two had soon found each other.

Now they were both seventeen and had only one school year left together.

Lily often fretted over this. What should she do? Go to college, get a job or get married like her sister? She hated not knowing what was going to happen next and dreaded the end of high school.

Tammy on the other hand was looking forward to being out of school and had wild plans for her and Lily, all of them included herself moving out and into her own apartment or possibly even an old, haunted house if she had to.

The girls had reached Lily's house and Tammy persuaded her to stay outside for a little while. They threw their bags on the grass and sat down on the kerb of the street.

Once they had finished discussing every girl in their class's annoying habits, Lily diplomatically said something nice about each girl as well though she was reduced to uncontrollable giggling when Tammy complained about Shelby Mannings' insistence on not shaving, a man appeared.

He looked incomprehensibly old, with white hair flowing all the way down his back, and an equally long and white beard. Despite the sun he was wearing a dark suit and a long London Fog coat over it. He walked across the cobbled stone path leading to Lily's front door and knocked lightly on it.

Lily knew her mother would be out shopping for groceries for Petunia's graduation dinner to be held later that night so she stood up "Sir, can I help you?"

The man turned towards her and Lily gasped. His penetrating blue eyes looked younger than the rest of him, but still wise. They had a twinkle as the corner of his mouth twitched "I think you can young lady, I am looking for Lily Evans."

Tammy stayed seated looking between the two of them, it seemed like some sort of connection was made. Lily held her hand out for the man to shake "I'm Lily Evans, nice to meet you sir."

He gave her hand a squeeze before letting go "You too Miss Evans, you too. My name is Albus Dumbledore." he swept his hand out in a gesture for Lily to sit back down and she did, next to Tammy who chuckled "Dude, how pissed are you at your parents?"

Dumbledore cleared his throat "Quite, miss?"

"McGee, Tammy McGee."

"Ah, perfect." Dumbledore said, mysteriously content.

Lily blushed over Tammy's rude behaviour and her pale cheeks were tainted pink "Can I help you with something?"

Dumbledore moved his amused gaze from Tammy to Lily and suddenly looked more sombre "You can, Miss Evans. I am the Headmaster of a school named Hogwarts and I have something important to discuss with you."

Tammy grasped Lily's arm "Be careful, he's going to lure you into taking summer school!"

To Lily's relief Dumbledore merely chuckled at Tammy "I assure you Miss McGee, I mean to do nothing of the sort. May I?" he asked, gesturing towards the kerbstone and Lily nodded, half rising up to offer him support as he sat down, but he didn't seem to need it.

"What I am about to tell you young ladies, will seem impossible to you and I don't expect you to believe me straight away," he shook his right arm and smiled "but I can promise you I have some tricks up my sleeve."

Tammy took Lily's hand and leaned forward, curious as ever, awaiting a spectacular story even if the man had just escaped a mental institution "Now, where to begin. There is a world you are not aware of. It exists side by side with this world of non-magic people also known as Muggles. My world where magic is real and the centre of our attention will seem like something out of your fairytales. The reason you know nothing of it is because by birth we are sworn to secrecy, but of course that isn't enough so there is also a veil between the two worlds protecting us from each other."

Dumbledore paused dramatically while Tammy and Lily shot each other looks "Now like you have dictators and terrorists and general criminals, so do we I am saddened to tell you. We have one evil wizard especially, his name is Lord Voldemort and he has gained much power and many followers known as Death Eaters. He resents Muggles and anyone he believes to be of lesser blood than himself. He tortures and kills these people in cruel ways."

Swallowing audibly Tammy glanced from Lily to Dumbledore "Lord? You've got pretty low standards for knighthood over there."

With a sigh Dumbledore told her that the name was something he had chosen for himself.

Lily spoke for the first time since Dumbledore had begun his story "Sir, I don't mean to be rude, but how are we supposed to believe all of this? And why are you telling it?"

"Because," Dumbledore sighed again "because you two girls are an important part of what's to come. I have created an underground resistance group, the Order of The Phoenix, who is fighting back against this tyranny. Unfortunately my rebel leader has been caught and I can no longer ignore the legend that speaks of the powers that lies within you ladies."

"What legend?"

"Originally it spoke of five different women, each representing an element. Until they had all turned seventeen they'd lived like you have. But after that their slumbering magic awoke and naturally their powers developed. Some training was necessary of course, but nothing like the years of schooling we usually offer our young. These powers skip a generation and now you two are the only ones left, because if a wand of one of these five witches is broken they lose their power. Two of the witches fought to regain some magical ability, but the third one didn't break her wand in battle. She broke it herself voluntarily because she couldn't handle the pressure." Dumbledore looked at something far off while Lily and Tammy composed themselves.

"Now for the proof that this is not something I have made up," Dumbledore shook his right arm again and what looked like a stick fell out, "what would you like to see?"

Lily was too startled and lost in thought to speak, while Tammy for once didn't have anything to say either, so she simply shrugged and watched closely as Dumbledore flicked his wand and set the Evans family's mailbox on fire. But it didn't actually burn and when Dumbledore took Lily's hand in his and steered it towards the flames she ignored her impulse to draw it back and watched in awe as the flames closed around her hand, but felt like nothing more than a warm breeze.

"That is insane!" Tammy declared, poking at the mailbox.

Dumbledore looked pleased "It works every time. Now Miss McGee I have your wand here if you will take it." He brought out a dusty, square box as if from nowhere and Tammy narrowed her eyes at it "You brought me a stick? Gee, thanks."

"Look," Lily threw her hands in the hair "this is all too much. The thing with the mailbox was impressive, but I can't just leave my family and go traipsing into a magical world to save some rebel leader I've never met and is not entirely sure exists."

"That's what worries you? What about that evil guy, Lord Who-De-Now?"

"Voldemort." Dumbledore corrected Tammy "I thought you might react this way. If you open the box Miss McGee you will find a letter in it from your grandmother along with the, ah, stick."

Tammy tore the box open and began reading, her back turned to Dumbledore and Lily.

"Now for you Miss Evans, I know some years ago you were led to believe that your grandmother Rose passed away, but that is because wizards and witches live much longer than Muggles. She is waiting for you at our headquarter."

Lily's emerald eyes widened "My grandmother is alive?" she glanced at Tammy and noticed her shoulders shaking, guessing it was not the case for her.

"She is. As the only living of the last Guardians of the Veil she will be training you along with two other young women, the descendants of two other Guardians. Because their wands were snapped Miss Meadowes and Miss McKinnon's powers will not be as forceful as yours, but they are remarkable students."

"I'm in!" Tammy declared, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand and soundlessly demanding that Lily ignore her red eyes and runny nose.

Although she was eager to see her grandmother again, Lily still hesitated. Tammy was more than willing to leave her family behind, but Lily wasn't sure she could go without hers.

As if he had read her thoughts Dumbledore assured her that she would be able to return to them and explained that both she and Tammy would be provided a place to live in the magical world.

"Lily, that letter is real. We have to go and help." Tammy pleaded and more it persuaded her more than anything Dumbledore could have said.

"Alright, I'll come with you. But I'm not making any final decision until I've seen my grandmother." Lily insisted and Dumbledore agreed to her terms before pulling out an old soda can with a light glow and urging them to hold on to it.

Tammy glanced furtively at Lily "Even though I'm starting to believe him about the magic thing, I'm still not convinced he's not crazy."

Dumbledore smiled as the world swivelled and disappeared around them until Tammy and Lily landed in a mess of flailing limbs in what they thought was a park. Dumbledore graciously landed on his feet and offered them both a hand.

"I'm changing my mind," Tammy gasped out of breath after the hard fall "that was insane. What if I had broken my stick?" She pointed a blaming finger at Dumbledore who chuckled.

Lily tried to rub the grass stains of her white skirt and drew her cardigan over her bare arms. The sky was darker here and the air chillier. Strangely that was the thing mostly on her mind, because when she looked around they still seemed to be in Britain.

Hanging his coat over her shoulders Dumbledore waved his hand, taking in the sky and their surroundings in one movement "Lord Voldemort's fault I'm sad to say, this depressing weather is reflecting the state of our world."

"I didn't see that anywhere in the brochure." Tammy grumbled and examined her arm for bruises "Where are we anyways?"

"Portishead, near Bristol," Dumbledore clarified "more specifically the Potters' manor, kindly lent to the Order of the Phoenix to use as our headquarter."

The girls turned around and then noticed the giant mansion with Greek columns, fountains, an iron-gate and a large terrace. Warm, inviting light shone from some of the many windows.

Letting out a low whistle Tammy said "I should've gone here sooner."

"No," Lily swallowed audibly "we should've packed!"

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