Disclaimer: I am not the wonderful J.K. Rowling and I do not own the amazing world of Harry Potter.
Author's note: This is the first time I have ever written something and English is my second language, so I hope you won't be too harsh to me and I apologize in advance for all errors. :P However, constructive criticism would be highly appreciated. Also, I would really like if some of you could help me with British slang. I hope you will enjoy the story that lived in my imagination for quite some time!
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Chapter 1
Not so normal day
From afar it would seem that she was having quite a normal day. She woke up in her comfortable bed at six o'clock, had some tea and toast for breakfast and rushed to the university like every other day. After all, she could not be late; her professor would love to scold her for missing her Anatomy exam.
However, her mind was occupied with something completely else. She wasn't afraid of her exam or of her professor or even of being late. All she could think about was the date. October 31… This day had a special place in her heart: this day ten years ago she opened up the first book of Harry Potter series: "Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone". She remembers it like it was yesterday, she was so lonely that day, no friends, no family, just a lonely orphan in a little orphanage while everybody celebrated Halloween. She was lucky that somebody had brought new books for children that day, as books were the only thing that made this 9-year-old happy for a little while. The funny looking boy on the cover of one of the books had caught her attention, after all she loved everything that was at least a tiny bit about magic, and the black haired boy riding on the broom must be magical. She remembers how she turned over first page, second, third and got captivated by the book. The story was so close to her heart, not because she had the surname like the boy's, Harry's, awful awful relatives but because he, just like her, Lillian Dursley, was an orphan, had no friends or family, the only difference in the little girl's vivid green eyes was that he was a wizard and she was ordinary.
And now this ordinary girl or it would be better to say young woman was still without friends or family, but she was happier. After all, Lillian achieved her goal, she was studying medicine in university had no student debts and in her mind she had to study only for a several years, so she could a little magic on her own: save people lives. She was truly happier now.
When she was back home after a long day of lectures, the only thing Lillian wanted was a certain book in her hands and a hot cup of tea. She would even say it's was kind of a tradition of hers to fall asleep reading Harry Potter on Halloween every year. And maybe that's why she was dreaming green light, some woman screaming and an evil laugh of some sorts.