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Tap, Tap, Tap

I groaned. It was too early to get up. I, Lily Evans was not a morning person.

Tap, Tap, Tap

What the bloody fudge-pops was that tapping noise? Bloody fudge-pops? Gross.

Tap, Tap, Tap

"Ugh! Ok! Ok! I'm up!" I screamed at whatever was making that tapping noise. I got up and looked at the clock on my desk. 7:38. "Fan-bloody-tastic," I muttered to myself. Along with some very un-ladylike words.

Tap, Tap, Tap

"What the-" the tapping noise was coming from my window. I pulled aside my lavender colored drapes and- "AAAAAHHHHH!" There was a big barn owl staring at me with yellow eyes. It had a letter tied to its leg.

Without thinking I opened the window and it flew onto my dresser. I didn't scream this time. I just stared at it in wonder.

It stuck its leg out towards me and chirped. I looked at it in confusion. It simply stuck its leg out further and chirped, a little louder this time.

I finally got the idea and went over to untie the letter from it's leg. It flew out the window. I, still shocked at what had just happened looked at the letter in my hands. It was addressed:

Ms. Lily Evans

The Smaller Room

37 Turner Point

Cokeworth, Great Britain

The Smaller Room? How did they know I had the smaller room? And who's they? I opened the letter slowly and carefully. I squealed when I realized what it was.

It was my acceptance letter to Hogwarts, the magical school Sev told me about. I remember the day we met. He told me I was a witch who could do magic. Tuney had called us both freaks and told us that there was no such thing as magic.

But I knew there was. I could make flowers grow straight from my hand. I could make things fly at people I was mad at. Sev told me he could do magic too, and that soon we would be getting our Hogwarts letters. And now it was finally here.

I ran downstairs to tell Mum, Dad, and Tuney. "Mum! Dad! I got in! I got in!" I yelled as I ran into the kitchen.

"Well good morning to you to, Lily Flower," Dad said chuckling. My dad was a humorous man with black hair that stuck up at the end and brown eyes.

"Sorry Daddy, but I got in!"

"Into what? Slow down and tell us! And at a lower volume please," my Mum said. She was a hard working woman with straight brown hair and green eyes. I obviously got my eyes from her, but it was a mystery where my fiery red hair came from. I curse who ever I got it from because there were only a few colors that my hair didn't clash with.

"Into Hogwarts!" I squealed ignoring what my Mum said about volume.

"What in the name of Pete is Hogwarts?" my Dad said deeply confused.

"Pete? Really Daddy?" I said making fun of father.

"Just answer the question!"

"Oh right! Well, it's the magical school Sev told me about!"

"You mean the freak?" said Petunia snottily. We all ignored her.

"Oh, Lily! Congratulations!" There was plenty of celebration until Petunia butted in.

"You mean you're actually happy that you get to go to a freak school, learn freak stuff, with that freak you call "Sev?" she said rudely, sneering when she said "Sev".

"He's not a freak!"

"Whatever, freak," she mumbled.

"Girls please!" roared my father's booming voice, trying to stop the ugly mess of a fight that was about to happen.

"Whatever," I muttered. Realization suddenly washed over me like a wave. I was going to a magical school! Me! Lily Evans! "I have to go tell Sev!" I said rushing out the door, still in my nightgown, to see my best friend in the whole world.

Lily Evans the Witch. I liked the sound of that.

Yes, most of you already read this, but as I said in the summary, this story is going to be Lily Evans the Witch extended. This chapter is the same story but with a few differences. Go read the Oneshot then read this chapter and review and tell me the differences! The reviewers that get all of the differences get treacle tart and pumpkin juice! (Not really, I don't know where you guys live. That would be weird.)