The September wind whipped at the bright ,red hair of Lily Evans. She
took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. It was a quiet and gray
Monday morning. The dark grey skies held the promise of a storm. To Lily,
this was a moment that would begin the rest of her life. She was going to
Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardy.
Ever since she has received the letter, her mind toiled over the possibilites that her education at this school would open. She got her schoolbooks as early as possible and studied and studied until the awaited September 1st had arrived. Her older sister, Petunia frowned down upon her school. To her the place sounded like a load of rubbish. To Lily, the school was like the rising sun after a long and dull summer night. She had always yearned for excitement, though she could never exactly pinpoint what type.
"Are you coming, dear?" Her mother's voice broke through Lily's thoughts. Lily gave herself a mental shake and then began advancing foward, although her legs were heavy as made of lead.
"If you are nervous, you don't have to go. We could always send you to the local public school," Her father reminded her. He somewhat disproved of her being a wizard. He thought it sounded like these people weren't the type to send off your eleven year old daughter to. However, he knew that his daughter wanted this more than anything in the world, so he relunctantly agreed.
Seemingly after hours of walking, the Evans reached the inside of the train station. Lily tightened her grip on the handle of her trunk. The station was flooded with people. Some were smiling and greeting relatives or friends. Some were scowling and looking at their watches. Young children scurried about as their mothers tried relentlessly to catch up with them.
The station itself was very interesting indeed. It seemed to be set right out of the 19th century and had an almost secretive tone about it. Lily closed her eyes and imagined all the people before her who stepped onto this station on their way to Hogwarts for the very first time. She watched as a rather cute guy, James Potter and his equally hot friend, Sirius Black simply walked through the platform. They seemed a bit older than her. A few feet behind them was his little sister who was also entering her first year at Hogwarts. Her, Lily, and two other girls met on the train and all discovered to be in the same house. For the next two years, they traveled as a square and laughed and giggled all the time often receiving weird looks from the people around them.
Ever since she has received the letter, her mind toiled over the possibilites that her education at this school would open. She got her schoolbooks as early as possible and studied and studied until the awaited September 1st had arrived. Her older sister, Petunia frowned down upon her school. To her the place sounded like a load of rubbish. To Lily, the school was like the rising sun after a long and dull summer night. She had always yearned for excitement, though she could never exactly pinpoint what type.
"Are you coming, dear?" Her mother's voice broke through Lily's thoughts. Lily gave herself a mental shake and then began advancing foward, although her legs were heavy as made of lead.
"If you are nervous, you don't have to go. We could always send you to the local public school," Her father reminded her. He somewhat disproved of her being a wizard. He thought it sounded like these people weren't the type to send off your eleven year old daughter to. However, he knew that his daughter wanted this more than anything in the world, so he relunctantly agreed.
Seemingly after hours of walking, the Evans reached the inside of the train station. Lily tightened her grip on the handle of her trunk. The station was flooded with people. Some were smiling and greeting relatives or friends. Some were scowling and looking at their watches. Young children scurried about as their mothers tried relentlessly to catch up with them.
The station itself was very interesting indeed. It seemed to be set right out of the 19th century and had an almost secretive tone about it. Lily closed her eyes and imagined all the people before her who stepped onto this station on their way to Hogwarts for the very first time. She watched as a rather cute guy, James Potter and his equally hot friend, Sirius Black simply walked through the platform. They seemed a bit older than her. A few feet behind them was his little sister who was also entering her first year at Hogwarts. Her, Lily, and two other girls met on the train and all discovered to be in the same house. For the next two years, they traveled as a square and laughed and giggled all the time often receiving weird looks from the people around them.