Privet drive seemed to be basking in its own heat, the sun shone relentlessly down on the neat bordered lawns, with cars, (each trying to be flashier than the other) now hot and dusty.
Almost no noise was coming from the sleepy occupants and their pets. However, the silence was soon shattered by a bloodcurdling shriek from number four. A strangely acrid smoky smell could be smelt coming from the neat tidy dry backyard,
at least it was neat and tidy until a huge great bonfire was lit in the middle of it.
a ginger cat lazily watched from the patio, where he lay curled on a deckchair overlooking the garden, a sparrow twittered from the branch of the only tree on the garden a huge sweeping oak, watching with minimal interest, the familiar sight of two girls having a catfight.
"I hate you Petunia!" sobbed lily Evans, in rage, punching every bit of her bony horse-faced sister that she could reach. Her long intensely red hair swung over the charred remains of six years of work, every spell book, piece of parchment, or essay was gone.
"That should teach you not to mess with my boyfriend" Petunia spat, just then, Lily managed to throw her to the ground. Unfortunately on top of the remains of the fire, it did not take long for petunias fine dry brown hair to set alight. Smugly, lily went inside.
Petunia had been treating Lily badly all summer, though this was the worst thing she had done yet.
It really wasn't Lily's fault this, she had simply been walking downstairs, when her school trunk, balanced precariously at the top of the stairs, had chosen this particular time to fall down them. In the process, knocking Lily into (or onto) her sisters overweight boyfriend, Vernon. Petunia had come in, grasped completely the wrong idea, and thought Lily was after her boyfriend.
The truth couldn't be further; Lily found him a disgusting fat boring blob.
Her rage returning, Lily stormed up to her room, grabbing a piece of paper, scribbled a note to her best friend Madison.
Maddy,
Guess what? That bitch that I am forced to live with, today burned every scrap of work that I have ever done in my whole time at Hogwarts!!
I have to head to diagon alley tonight, could you meet me at the Hogwarts express early tomorrow?
Thanx, Lily
Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
Her beautiful tawny owl, Rowena, named after Rowena Ravenclaw, calmly stuck out her leg, oblivious to her mistresses' anger.
After attaching the letter to his leg,
Lily changed into a green sweatshirt that matched her stunning emerald eyes, and a casual pair of jeans to accentuate her slim long legs. She then headed down to floo to diagon alley, from her light airy study.
So lily was very surprised when a person burst out of the fireplace. A certain person, who had a messy crop of black hair, tanned skin, and hazel eyes.
He was also one of the most (if not the most) good-looking boys a Hogwarts.
James Potter burst out of the fireplace, to land on Lilly, Lilly shrieked for the second time that day. James couldn't talk because his head was buried in her shoulder. Not that he minded. With difficulty, Lily threw him off. "Whoa Lily" James exclaimed, "you're strong!", "maybe you should try out for the Quiddich team".
"What the bloody hell are you doing in my house Potter"? Lily yelled.
James looked slightly embarrassed. Here he was, with his thousands of reasons for wanting to see Lily, and he had to give the one reason that was boring! "Well uh, youknowhowyouareheadgirl,welliamheadboyandwehavetogetspecialbooksfromdiagonalleysodumbledoreaskedmetopickyouup, "what" said Lily, "slow down!"
"well your head girl, obviously, and uh, Dumbledore made me head boy, so we have to go to diagon alley to pick up a load of stuff that he told me to get" "hang on, I've got a list"
James rummaged around in his pocket, producing a crumpled piece of paper, it read.
Books for the Seventh year "after school" lessons
What job? By Geraldine Huntley
When the rent gets on top, by Angus Knight
Cross blood marriages for dummies. By Drew Tatchwell
Integrating with muggles, the right way. By Vera Young
"Marriage realistic" spells, Wendy Park
Also
Could you please pick up some lemon drops for me? I seem to have run out.
Albus Dumbledore
Lily shook her head disbelievingly, "that guy is wacked" she muttered. "And anyway, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HEADBOY!!" James smirked. "Because I am OBVIOUSLY the best person for the job of course". Lilly groaned, as James said chirpily, "See, you have to go" Lily sighed, and picking up her bag, stepped into the dusty marble fireplace.
