Like * A * Fairy * Tale
CHAPTER ONE: An Interesting Morning
Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeep. Beeeeeeep.
Lily Evans blindly whacked the sleep button on her clock/radio and groaned.
"Oh, Lilll-lllyyyy," chirped Diana Evans, her mother. "Wake up, sweetie!"
"No wake up…j-just s-sl-sleep,", she muttered, rolling over so her mother would be facing her back.
"Lily, dear, it's your birthday!"
At that, Lily sprang up and tilted her head sideways.
"Really?" she asked, surprised.
"Yes, honey. Now wake up and get dressed. I'm cooking you your favorite food for breakfast….chocolate chip pancakes!"
"I'll be down in 20 minutes, mum! Promise."
"Okay, sweetie, but hurry, or your breakfast will get cold." Mrs. Evans closed Lily's bedroom door behind her and retreated to the kitchen.
Lily swung her legs over the side of her canopy bed and stood up, stretching her arms and yawning.
"Ah, it's nice to be out of bed!" She sighed.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" Lily screamed as a very large snowy owl flew into her room from the open window nearest her bed. Her surprise caused her to jump, which made her trip and fall onto her bed.
"Heh…what do you know? I'm back in bed." She sat up wearily and stared at the owl, which was now perched on her dresser. Lily stared hard, thinking that maybe she could psyche the owl out.
"No dice." She muttered to herself. The owl was still staring at her through its dark, jewel-like eyes. Okay, let's try being friendly, she thought.
"Do I know you?" She asked. Great plan, Lil! Now you're talking to an owl, she criticized herself.
Suddenly, the owl fluttered its wings and Lily instantly noticed an envelope tied to its leg. She eyed the owl speculatively.
"Ummm…okay, how about I come untie this envelope from your leg…and you, in turn, do NOT bite my hand off." She suggested. She waited for a moment. Go ahead, its not like its going to give you a thumbs up sign, the voice inside of her head urged her.
She stood up and took a step towards the owl. "You know, I love animals," she told it. "And I would never EVER hurt one," she confirmed this by shaking her head "no".
Finally mustering up the courage, Lily approached the owl and reached for the shimmery gold ribbon that tied the envelope to its leg. Her hand was shaking slightly, but she steadied it and tugged at the ribbon. The envelope dropped to the floor and Lily threw the ribbon aside. She kneeled down, picked up the envelope, and sat back down on her bed.
On the front of it, it read:
Miss. L. Evans
The Only Bedroom Downstairs
The House at the end of the Street
6 Lilac Lane
Rosedale
Surrey
Lily gasped. " Oh, god, I have a stalker!" Trembling, she opened the envelope and quietly read to herself:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
Of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Evans,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Minerva McGonagall,
Deputy Headmistress
"Oh," Lily replied, shakily. "Maybe I don't. Either that or my stalker has a good sense of humor."
She then noticed a 2nd letter in the envelope that listed a heap of supplies.
"Okay, then." She noticed a 3rd letter attached to the 2nd one. She read this one to herself, also.
Dear Miss. Evans,
This may sound quite strange to you right now. No need to worry; more information is on its way.
Lily was positively speechless at that point…and confused….and altogether flabbergasted.
"Do you know what this is all about?" She asked the owl, who seemed to have it all together.
"You know, maybe I'm hallucinating. I mean, I AM talking to an owl right now. Are you real?" Lily turned to the owl as she spoke that last sentence. She then reached out and poked it. The owl made a high pitched screeching sound and fluttered its wings offensively.
"Sorry," Lily quickly apologized.
"So, do you like chocolate chip pancakes?"
* * * *
Ten minutes later, Lily was showered and dressed in a pale pink tank top and a checkered pink and white silk skirt. She slipped on a pair of white platform sandals and french braided the top half of her wavy red hair. She tied a pink ribbon at the end of the braid and clipped tiny white flowers onto a few sections of the braid. She proceeded by locking the owl in her sister, Petunia's, old birdcage (Which had been stored in her closet! Petunia had decided that birds smelled funny and since the cage smelled like her old pets, that she didn't want her closet stinking of those "horribly foul, winged creatures". So, without their parents knowing, she had stowed it in Lily's room). However, the owl obviously didn't like the way the cage smelled either because in a matter of seconds after it had been caged, it began thrashing about. Lily, who truly was an animal lover, unlocked the cage, and watched the bird fly out. Not only out of the cage, but also out her open window, also.
"Nice talking to you! Or rather, at you!" Lily called. She shrugged, opened her bedroom door, and walked to the kitchen. She opened the glass door to the circular closed-in breakfast nook and stepped into the room.
Then she gasped. "Aunt Ella!" Lily's godmother, whom she hadn't seen in over 4 years, was sitting at her kitchen table, chatting sociably with her mother.
Disclaimer: I own Aunt Ella, and that's about it so far.
This is my first fic so be nice when you review (hint; hint-REVIEW)
I already have the 2nd and 3rd chapters done, so expect them out in a few days. I know this chapter probably sucks..so, hopefully things will pick up in the next 2 chapters.
The next chapter is called (drum roll, please)…AUNT ELLA