Hey all I just randomly got the idea for this story today o I decided to write it! This is just a prequel, so say what happened before Lilly gets to Hogwarts, and I'll try to make it better in chapters to come, but let me know how I did, R&R

Prequel:

"She's nearing the goal! Oh she faked the defender!" The announcer was talking more and more quickly as 17-year-old Lilly Evans, the star of her team, dribbled the soccer ball up the field. Her thick, straight, red pony tail bounced furiously on her back as she was running at full speed towards the goal, dribbling the soccer ball skillfully.

"Goooooal!!" The announcer shouted excitedly as Lilly made the winning goal just as the time ran out. The team all ran to Lily and shared a big team hug as they cherished the minutes after winning California state championships. They all gave each other high fives, then posed for pictures as all of the parents bombarded them with their cameras. Lilly's best friend, Chelsea waved her over and they hugged.

"Great shot!" Chelsea exclaimed when they had finished hugging. "How about we go surfing later to celebrate?" Chelsea suggested.

"'Kay. Oh, can I borrow your extra board? Mine needs to be waxed and I don't have any money left from when we went shopping to get any.

"Yeah, sure. There're my parents, I gotta go, call me when you get come, alright?"

"Sure. See ya soon Chelsea" she said, before turning around to find her parents. They were making their way towards her through the crowd.

"Ready to go?" Her mom asked, still excited from the game.

"Yep. Can I go surfing with Chelsea later today?"

"Sure sweetie. Hey, good job playing today!" her dad said proudly, and her mom agreed.

"Thanks!" Lilly said happily, and got into their red Ferrari.

When Lilly got home she ran straight to the kitchen to get the mail off the counter. She sorted the mail as she looked through it. She always wanted mail, she loved getting it.

"Mom. Mom. Dad. Dad. Dad. Bill. Bill," she was getting a little worried that she wouldn't be getting anything until she got to the last letter. It was addressed a bit weird;

Miss Lilly Evans

Large Black Kitchen Counter

74 Teal Lane

"Huh, weird. How'd they know what color the counter is?" she muttered to herself. She glanced at the return address, looked away, then she did a double take. 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Wow these people are crazy.' She thought as she ripped open the letter. She scanned it quickly. The last words she read before she dropped the letter and fainted, was, 'I'll be there to wake you up from your faint soon.' As she finished reading those words she promptly fell to the ground in a faint.

Lilly was revived from her faint with her mom standing worriedly over her and her dad standing next to her. She was laying on a couch in her living room.

"Lilly honey, are you all right?" her mom asked cautiously.

"Yeah mom, I just had the weirdest dream though," Lilly answered, rubbing her head where she had fallen on it. Her mom looked uncomfortable and her dad looked away.

"Uh, honey, if you're referring to that letter of yours that you received, then that wasn't a dream," her mom said looking past Lilly to a man sitting behind her. Lilly hadn't noticed the man until just then. She jumped up and looked at him. Her was an old man with snow white hair and a long white beard. He had a kind face, and weird clothes on, but the most noticeable thing about him was his twinkling, kind, ice blue eyes.

"Lilly Evans," the man began, "we finally meet. My name is Albus Dumbledore, and your parents have just agreed to let me be your headmaster for the school year."

Lilly giggled at the word headmaster, but stopped laughing when she saw that the elderly man was serious.

"Headmaster? But that's like a British word, isn't it?"

He nodded and she gulped.

"I'm not going to go to like a boarding school am I?"

"It's not only a boarding school," Dumbledore began, speaking proudly of is school, "It's a boarding school for Witchcraft and Wizardry for witches, wizards, and any other people with enough amount of magic to learn equally as the other students, and it makes it so tht you can control your powers."

Lilly's eyes were getting larger and larger as he said another word until they were so large that she shut her eyes and hoped that when she opened her eyes, the man would be gone. She couldn't leave! She had the perfect life! She slowly opened her eyes. No such luck.

"Damn." She muttered under her breath.

Dumbledore was still talking. At this point his kind eyes took a look of annoyance, but it quickly disappeared, so she wasn't sure if she had even seen it. She knew that the annoyed look wasn't for her, though, because of what he said next.

"We always send invitation letters to the children with adequate magic at the age of 11 so they can have a properly well rounded education on magic, but there was a mess up somewhere when you were 11. You never received an invitation. We just recently noticed this mistake when we got signals of underage magic occurring, and we realized that you didn't attend a school, and you never had an opportunity to. Your magic has been getting too strong and it may get to hard for you to subconsciously control, and without the proper training of it, your magic could take over you, eventually ending in an almost certain death. It is quite necessary for you to attend my school now, more than ever. Because you are far too old for the first years, we have decided that we will put you in 7th year with the rest of the people your grade, but you will also have to work extra hard to be caught up. You will have to attend the school immediately so that we can catch you up, even though the summer break isn't over. We have gotten a student willing to help you learn, as well as all of the teachers you will be having throughout the year. The student who will help you is a top student and a very kind girl, her name is Mariah and I expect you two to get along excellently, because you will be stuck with each other for a year. Go pack your things and say goodbye to your parents. I will be back within an hour and a half to get you and bring you to your school, you will get your wand there," He began to walk away, leaving a stunned Lilly behind him on the couch, but the turned around and said,

"Oh, and most muggle," he paused, "non-magical, things do not work at Hogwarts. Here is a list of things that do." He removed a long stick resemling thing, except it was incredibly smooth and beautiful, from him robes and swished it. A list of things appeared next to her on the couch and she picked it up. When she looked up again, Dumbledore was gone.

"Well," her father began, rather confused and stressed seeming suddenly, "I guess we have no choice other than to let her go today," he said and looked at Lilly.

"Go pack so you have enough time. We'll say goodbye to you before you leave," he said, and pulled her up, then gave her a gentle push towards her room. Lilly slowly trudged to her room, then sat on her bed, frustrated. 'I was so happy.' She thought. 'how could this happen now? I just won the state championship in soccer for crying out loud! I mean sure I just got out of that long relationship with Tyler and all, and it would be a pretty damn good way to get away from him and all but . . . I'd be leaving all my friends, teams, everything. Especially Chelsea,' she began to think then thought, 'oh shit! Chelsea! She rolled over to the other side of her bed to her phone and quickly dialed Chelsea's number. Chelsea answered on the first ring.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Hey Chelsea," Lilly said miserably.

"About time you called, I mean – wait, what's wrong?" Chelsea's tone changed so quickly that Lilly had to blink before she could change gears from why she didn't call, to what's wrong with her.

"I can't go surfing today. In fact, I can't even surf in America this year!" Lilly knew that she wasn't supposed to tell people about what had just happened, but something told her that she tell Chelsea.

"WHAT?! WHY?!" Chelsea said, with a mix of rage and surprise. Lilly retold what had just happened to her as she began to pack the large suitcase she had found in her room. When she finished telling her story, nobody said a thing. Chelsea was stunned into a silence, just as Lilly had been.

"Chelsea?" Lilly asked cautiously.

"Oh my god," was all her friend managed to say. Then Chelsea though of something, and said,

"How will I talk to you then?"

"I guess I'll have to figure that out, but I promise I will, don't worry," Lilly said. Then added,

"Tell everybody that my parents forced me to go to boarding school or something. They can't know. You can send me letters that they write when I figure that stuff out. Okay?" Chelsea managed a weak 'yes' and then Lilly said,

"Listen, I gotta go, I need to finish packing. I'll miss u and the girls like hell, we'll stay in contact though, I promise," Lilly said, and after they said their 'goodbye's, they hung up.

Lilly finished packing, then she let out a huge sigh, and flopped onto her bed. Before long, she was crying. Crying for everyone she was leaving and crying for everything she was leaving. Life could never be the same. She heard the voice of the man, Albus Dumbledore, so she wiped her eyes and stood in front of her mirror, so that it wouldn't be visible that she had been crying.

She took a last look at her room, and left it, with her suitcase in tow. She hugged and kissed her parents and said good bye, and when she couldn't drag out the departure any longer she turned to face the man.

"Are you ready?" he asked understandingly. She nodded, and so he said,

We will be fluing to my office in Hogwarts," he said, and explained to her exactly what she had to do. He used his wand to create a fire in the fireplace, and then threw some powder into it. She took her last look at her house and said to herself, 'goodbye house.'

She waved to her parents. She stepped into the fire and clearly said,

"Dumbledore's Office, Hogwarts," and the last thing she saw before leaving the earth in a sickening spin, was her dad comforting her crying mother. Then everything went blurry as she was spinning in the fastest, scariest, most painful thing she had ever been in, but at the same time, the most wonderful thing ever.

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