The Letter.
Lily sat on her bed and stared at the letter in her hand. She's received many letters that summer but this one seemed to scream out at her. It was her acceptance to her new school, not that she'd applied for it. Her parents were ecstatic...her sister, however, wasn't.
"Frrreak," Petunia would whisper to her, whenever she got a chance. Lily did not understand why. Petunia had seemed happy at first, but then a few weeks after Lily had her letter, she'd turned mean. It had gotten even worse when they went to Diagon Alley to buy Lily's school supplies. Both Lily and her mother had been running around Diagon Alley in wonder, buying Lily an owl, a wand, her robes and her cauldron while Petunia turned her nose up in disgust.
A knock on her door disturbed her from her thoughts.
"Lily dear, turn your light out. We have to get to King's Cross tomorrow and its going to be terrible in the traffic. We're leaving early."
"Yes mama," called Lily, "I'm all packed." At that moment a rather large ball of feathers soared in through her open window and hooted madly.
"And try make Desda be quiet. Throw her some owl treats if you need to."
Lily ran to Desda and coaxed her onto her arm. Desda studied her for a second then nipped her cheek affectionately. Lily smiled; at least she'd have one friend at Hogwarts, apart from Sev of course.
"Desda you've got to go back in your cage tonight, we have a long day tomorrow."
Desda hooted softly, gave Lily another nip and jumped into her cage that was beside Lily's suitcase. Lily smiled at her owl and climbed into bed, dragging her potions book with her. She'd sat and read most of her books since she'd got them at the start of summer, but since she wasn't allowed to practise magic it was rather disappointing. She couldn't wait to test out some spells and ride a broom. She began reading up on bezoars and other miscellaneous items before it started talking about how to make potions. Lily's eyes widened. She thought of all the boring classes Petunia would be taking in a few weeks, while Lily studied charms and potions and transfiguration.
"MUM!" screamed Lily, as they parked in the car park of Kings Cross, "it's quarter to eleven!"
"It's ok Lily, we'll make it."
A few minutes later they were crushing their way through the mass of people on platform nine. She couldn't see the sign for platform nine and three quarters and she started to panic. Then, out of the corner of her eye she saw a man and woman with their child run at the barrier between nine and ten and...disappear!
"Mum," said Lily, nervously. "I think we have to run onto the platform, through that wall."
Mrs Evans glanced at her husband who shrugged. Petunia immediately started protesting.
"Are you crazy freak? We'll get crushed!"
Lily glared at her sister and pushed her trolley a few feet in front of the barrier. She took a deep breath, prayed she was right and took a run at the barrier. She didn't hit solid wall, instead a few moments later she could hear owl hooting and people cheering and a large train getting ready to pull away from the platform.
"Lily don't ever do that again," came her mother's stern voice from behind her. Lily turned and saw her father and sister appear from the wall looking visibly pale. Lily apologised and went to find a place to put her luggage. Then it was time to say goodbye. After goodbyes and promises with her parents and an argument with Petunia, Lily took Desda and boarded the train, trying to hold back the tears.