Prologue
The sun was shinning and the air was warm in that afternoon, a lean girl was walking through the fields by the lake, her long dark red hair was moving constantly as was her hips. She took off her school shoes and socks, sat by the lake dipping her feet in the water and suddenly felt a pair of warm arms around her. Leaning into the touch she turned her head around to see who her captor was (not that she minded, his arms were really comfortable) and a smirk instantly graced her pink lips.
"Won't your girlfriend be murderous, I mean, jealous?" she asked, her eyes shinning with mischief.
The boy in question leaned into her shoulder his shiny light blond hair mixing with dark red locks, a groan escaped his lips, his arms tightening around her waist.
"Fuck her, for all I care she can just be stomped by a Hippogriff..." he tilted his head back, eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of the sun in his pale face.
"Need any help, lover boy?" she asked her smirk growing.
"Hmmm... nope, just enjoying my last afternoon as a sixth year, I already dumped her, love. There's no need to be afraid of being choked on your sleep" he joked with a matching smirk on his face.
"Yeah, yeah, sure... you coming this summer?"
"Is that even a question? I'm finally seventeen, Red. Couldn't miss the chance of making your life hell, could I?" the boy opened his eyes and fixated the mercury pools on her face.
"Nope, of course not. Come on, let's take a walk and eat, I'm starving already!" the red-head said getting up.
"Aren't you always?" a tall boy with tousled black hair and piercing green eyes said embracing the girl with a one-armed hug "How are you doing sis?"
"Oh fuck off, James! I eat because I'm still growing" replied Lily with indignation taking his arm off her.
"Yep, nice seeing you too, dearest sister! It's good to see you're getting sooo big" said James putting a hand on her head, although Lily was 5'6" (not short for a girl), James was a very tall boy standing in his 6'2" glory. The blond-haired youth tried to stiff a snigger to no avail.
" Ouch, Lils! Why did you hit me?" the blond boy asked surprised for being punched on the shoulder.
"Because you laughed, bitch!" said Lily before jumping out of the way of his arm which had began to sneak its way around her waist.
The trio made its way to the castle, bumping on each other and sniggering about their latest dates. But this is six years after their first meeting, to understand the strange relationship going on, one must go back to the first train ride in the Hogwarts Express on platform 9 3/4.
Chapter One: Stolen Books
"Harry, have you seen my old 'Hogwarts: a History' book?" a bushy haired woman asked stepping out of the fireplace.
"Hmmm... no, why would it be with me Hermione?" answered a dark-haired man with piercing green eyes.
" I don't know, it's just that I was reorganizing my bookcase and noticed some of my books were missing..." they both made their way to the kitchen talking of possibilities when a red-haired woman walked in.
"Good morning my love, Hermione what a pleasant surprise!" she gave them both a fleeting kiss on the cheek and went to the stove to prepare breakfast "so, what were you talking about?" she asked absentmindedly cracking eggs open with her wand.
" Some of Hermiones books are missing, did you see any of the kids with them?" asked her husband sitting down on one of the chairs opposite from Hermione.
"Nonsense, why would any of the have the books? Although... I did see Lily walk in with a suspicious look yesterday... think we should check?" mused the red-head looking at the two best friends sitting by the table.
"There's no need Ginny, if Lily has them is for a reason, now I must be on my way, the ministry opens in twenty minutes! Have a good day you two! said Hermione jumping out of her chair.
But what none of the adults knew is that a certain ten-year-old girl with dark red hair had spent all night awake reading Hermione's "missing" books and had fallen asleep on top of them.
With a gentle push, the door to Lily's room opened without a crack as a tall eleven-years-old boy with tousled black hair and green eyes made his way in. At seeing his little sister sprawled across the floor in a big mess of books, parchments and quills, he had to contain laugh. Going around the mess, he reached his sister and gently turned her over, shaking her up a bit calling her name.
"Wha...James? What are you doing here?" the girl blinked her bright green yes open stretching a little. The boy gave a light chuckle in response sitting by the end of her bed.
"It's almost eleven o'clock Lils, mum and dad will be up in a minute...I suppose they don't know you stole these books?" asked James with a smirk gracing his lips.
"You know what I was doing..."Lily trailed of looking at the ground.
"Sure I do, just get downstairs before they come in" said James getting up from her bed and leaving the room.
It's been three weeks since Lily decided to go to Hogwarts earlier and, finally, yesterday she got the chance to "borrow" some of her Aunt Hermion's books. Lily loved her family dearly but she didn't think they would accept her wanting to go earlier as they tended to see her as a little girl trying to be an adult and always thought that time has its own pace, But she was determined to go, and one thing about the women in Lily's family is that they always get what they want.
Making her way around her room she put on some fresh clothes and descended the stairs. The living room was everything she didn't like, it was kind of messy with little sense of style, the walls were rosé and the floor was a light type of wood, there were two old couches in dark brown and comfortable stuffed red chairs, the fireplace was always dusty. By the time she reached the kitchen she was already regretting leaving her room. But she proceeded with one thought in mind: food.
"Good morning" said Lily. Her parents were sitting at the table alongside her brothers.
"Good morning, sweetheart" said Ginny cheerfully "would you like some brunch?" she asked getting up to pour Lily some pumpkin juice.
"Sure" replied Lily sitting on the chair across from her father.
"So, big day coming up tomorrow, right, James?" asked Harry"Hogwarts letters come tomorrow!" he explained smiling proudly at his son.
"Wow, I had forgotten! James will be leaving us this year right?" asked a small boy with glasses and messy brown hair.
"Yep, I'm so excited to finally go to Hogwarts. But don't worry Albus, in two years you will be joining Lily and I on Hogwarts Express!" replied James between mouthfuls of eggs "maybe even earlier than that, am I right Lily?" he said getting closer to her with a smirk on his face, Lily backed out of the way and shook her head.
"I don't know what you're talking about James" she replied fiercely, desperate to stop the conversation she reached out into the counter and began to read 'Emma' by a muggle author called Jane Austen. The thing about Lily is that she loved to read, and she often did that to escape situations she didn't like, but the problem is, her family knew that habit very well.
"Lily...what did you do?" her father asked wearily setting down his fork.
"Nothing, sometimes James says things that makes no sense at all" the lie coming to her easily from practice.
"Alright, if you say so..." Ginny said, but Lily knew that they were not going to drop it so easily.
"Hmmm, is this about Lily being up all night reading?" Albus piped in curiously making every head turn to him and Lily's eyes pop out.
"Shut it, Albus!" she whispered to the little boy sitting besides her "I had a nightmare that's all, now if you excuse me I'm going to take a shower, would you like me to leave the door open or could I have some privacy?" Lilly closed her book with a bang and got up from the table quickly making her way to her room and getting her things to the bathroom. Little did she know that at the same time she was relaxing in a bubble bath, her parents and her brothers were at her room amazed from her notes on every single book on the floor.
"What are you doing?" exclaimed Lily. She got back from the bathroom clad in white ripped shorts, a black tank top and white leather converse only to find her father and mother sitting on her bed with her brothers standing besides them, her dark red hair fell to her waist and her perfect porcelain face was getting more flushed by the second.
"Why didn't you tell us?"asked Harry, eyes casted towards her notes "this is...brilliant!" his piercing green eyes finally made contact with her similar colored ones in awe.
"I was actually going to tell you when I received a response letter from McGonagall tomorrow, but seeing we have no boundaries whatsoever!" Lily snapped at them, if it was one thing that Lily valued was privacy.
"Calm down, we're not mad. Just surprised that you didn't even bother to tell us that you were this good!"reasoned Ginny.
"We uh... we've actually been studying for a while..." James intervened quietly making their parents look at them both with surprise.
An awkward silence fell between the Potter family for a while, neither parents quite believing their children had turned out to be this dedicated and all three children in a lost of what to say. Harry cleared his throat loudly.
"So, I reckon it's settled? I'm going to floo Mc Gonagall and ask her to evaluate the situation..." he said getting up "Uh... we're proud of you both" he added leaving the room with Albus and Ginny.
Lily and James were left alone in the room just basking everything in, after a few more moments they both laid down on her bed and laughed until they couldn't breath. Looking at each other they smiled, only one thought in mind 'We're going to Hogwarts'.
Harry got his suitcase and his daughter's notes and headed to the living room, stopping by the mirror and tidying his tie he fished his wand out of his sleeve and cast a Patronus wordlessly, a silver stag came out of the tip of his wand and flew to Hogwarts announcing his arrival to the Headmistress. He made his way to the kitchen and found his wife making lunch, he grabbed a Daily Prophet from the table and went to kiss Ginny goodbye, embracing her from behind he kissed the top of her head lightly.
"We'll need to talk about this latter" said Ginny turning around in his arms "Don't you think our little girl is too young for Hogwarts?" she asked worriedly.
"Maybe, but we can't keep her safe at home forever, love. I'm going to talk to McGonagall and sort things out, we'll talk about this later tonight okay?" said Harry gently. Ginny smiled at him and kissed his nose stepping out of his arms.
Harry went to the living room again and when he reached the fireplace picked up the floo speaking loudly 'Hogwarts', the green flames engulfed him and he felt the spinning sensation, when the Headmistress office came in sight he stepped out, the green flames becoming red again.
"Good afternoon, Professor." announced Harry.
"Hello Mr. Potter, it's refreshing to see you again. I have to admit I was rather surprised when your stag came into my window this morning" said McGonagall with a hint of a smile on her face "I, myself, was going to your house to deliver a letter tomorrow"
"Why? Is everything okay?" asked Harry worriedly stepping closer to the old woman sitting on the Head of the school chair.
"Everything is just fine Mr. Potter, sit down let me tell you something" said McGonagall, excitement coating her voice. Harry sat on the chair opposite from the professor feeling like a student again, he looked up and noticed two portraits looking intently at him.
"Why, hello, Harry" the picture of an old man with a long beard and half-moon spectacles said kindly.
"Professor Dumbledore!"exclaimed Harry happily "Hello, Snape" he added himself to the picture with a greasy haired man with a bored expression.
"Potter" Snape acknowledged. McGonagall cleared her throat gently before continuing.
"Potter do you know about the existence of the Quill of Acceptance?" asked McGonagall, Harry shook his head no "then I assume you don't know about the Book of Admittance either. Very well then, the Quill of Acceptance is an ancient magical object which writes down the name of every magical child born, whether he or she was born in a muggle family or with pure-blood lineage. However, the Book of Admittance only allows the Quill to write down the child's name when he or she is ready for Hogwarts. Every year I check the book and send a letter for those children whose name is written in the book. Usually is around the child's eleventh birthday, but some exceptions can be made."
"Where are you getting at, Professor?" asked Harry.
"Be patient, Potter. Have a biscuit" McGonagall offered. Harry opened the jar and helped himself with a biscuit.
"As I was saying, some children go earlier than expected, as some go latter. When I was checking the book today, your daughter's name was on it." McGonagall explained.
Harry was surprised to say the least, his mouth hanged open for a moment before he recomposed himself. "Well, that saves me the trouble." he said with a smile.
"What do you mean" asked McGonagall curiously.
"Well, this morning I found out that Lily has stolen some of Hermione's books and has been studying to get into Hogwarts." replied Harry with a low chuckle "here, take a look at her notes." Harry handed Lily's notes to McGonagall and watched her expressions change amused.
"This is just outstanding!" exclaimed Minerva "did she do this all by herself, without a teacher or tutor?" she asked impressed to which Harry just nodded with a proud smile.
"Am I to be expecting your visit tomorrow, then?" asked Harry happily.
"Yes. May I keep these? I would like to meet Lily if that's okay" said McGonagall.
"Sure. Have a nice day you all" said Harry getting up from the chair before being engulfed, yet again, by the green flames of the fireplace.
"This is one especial young lady, don't you think?" asked Dumbledore with a twinkle in his eyes.
"At least a Potter with responsibility towards studies" agreed Snape impartially, making Dumbledore chuckle from his portrait.