Disclaimer: To my disappointment, everything belongs to J. K. Rowling, except Robert, David, William, Mrs. Figg and Mr. Figg. Oh well, at least I do own something.

A/N: This is a new story that came into my mind today. I don't know if anyone has done it before, but I liked it and decided to write it. The first chapter is in Mr. Figg's, Arabella Figg's father, POV. The rest of the story will probably be in the author's POV. Please do review, even if to tell me that you don't like it, I'd like to see whether I should continue it or not. That's all. Hope you like it!

Chapter 1: Lily's New Life

I had never seen a face so sad. As I saw her walking over to me, I was shocked. She looked so young, she couldn't have been more than eleven, yet… it seemed like she had the worries of a fifty year old. Her face was expressionless, yet her eyes showed all she felt. They were full of sadness, and pain. So much pain.

She was wearing black; from her shoes to her small jewel on her necklace. Even the band she had tied loosely around her hair was black. Her face was yellow, as if she had been sick for a month. The only lively colours she had were the red of her hair, and the green of her eyes. And that wasn't a normal green. As she looked at me, I could see tints of brown and gold in them. Her pupil was small, which made her eyes more beautiful than they already were.

She stopped in front of me, put her suitcase on the ground, and asked me quietly,

"Mr. Figg?"

"Yes," I answered. "You are Lily Evans?" The girl in front of me nodded.

"Please sit down," I said. She did so, at the seat in front of me. Her eyes looked up at my face, as if asking me something. I wished I didn't have to be the one to explain everything to her; it was going to be so difficult. I looked at her for a moment, and decided that the sooner I started, the sooner I would finish.

"So," I began. "First of all, you do know why you are here, don't you?" Lily nodded slowly.

"I was told that you had some information of where I'm going to stay, now that my parents are dead," she answered. I looked with surprise at her. I hadn't expected her to talk of the death of her parents so… so calmly. I hadn't even been two weeks since her parents were murdered; yet she had already accepted it. She had already accepted that she was alone, with no mother to love her, with no father to help her in her problems. I marveled that such a young girl could act so mature.

"That's right," I answered. "As you know, your sister is to stay with her godmother, who was a friend of your mother, right?" I asked. She nodded and I continued. "However, as all your relatives are dead, along with you godmother, who was you aunt," I stopped to look at her. She nodded once more. "A family had to be found for you." I stopped once more to see her expression at this, and also to prepare myself for what was to come. Her face remained blank; I supposed that she had already known that. However, she asked me,

"And who is this family?" I braced myself, took a deep breath, and said,

"Before that, Lily, I must ask you something. Did you ever do something strange, something that maybe normal people couldn't do?" I saw her face frown in concentration, and then she nodded slowly.

"Yes," she said softly. "Sometimes, sometimes I make things happen, like… like magic."

"Exactly," I said. She narrowed her eyes, as if asking me to explain myself. "Because, Lily, magic does exist."

"What?" she whispered. "Is this a joke?"

"No, Lily," I answered. "This is not joke. Magic exists, and so do wizards and witches. I am a wizard, as you are a witch."

"And do you have anything to confirm that?" she asked.

"Yes," I said. I checked to see whether any people were noticing us in the Café where we were, but everyone seemed busy chatting or laughing. I drew out my wand, and I saw Lily looking at it with surprise. I couldn't blame her. To her it must look like a piece of stick.

"This is a wand," I said. "And what I'm going to do is a simple spell to fetch that teaspoon from the empty table over there. Look!" I pointed my wand at the teaspoon, and under my breath, I whispered, "Accio teaspoon!" The teaspoon flew over to me, and Lily looked at me in surprise.

"Wow!" she whispered. Then her eyes narrowed once more, and by now I understood that whenever she did that, something must be puzzling her. I waited for her to ask her question.

"But," she said. "You said that I'm a witch. Does that mean that I can do that, too?" I smiled. This made it so much easier for me.

"No Lily," I said. "At least not yet. You see, all wizards and witches learn spells and such things at a special school. One of the best schools of magic that there are is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I used to go there when I was young, and I believe those were the best seven years that I ever had." Lily smiled at me.

"Am I going to Hogwarts too?" she asked. I pulled out the letter that Albus Dumbledore had given me for Lily.

"Here," I said, handing the letter over to her. "Read that." She opened the envelope and read the letter in silence. Her eyes widened and for the first time since I saw her, she looked just like a happy eleven-year old girl. Some colour had found its way to her face, and this time, he lips were curved into a smile. She finished reading the letter, and looked up at me. I could see that she had to habit of looking at someone in his eyes, as if making eye contact.

"But," she said. "I don't go to Hogwarts till 1st September, where am I going to stay till then?" Wow, I could see that Ms. Evans here wasn't going to be put off so easily. I hoped that she would accept this as she had accepted that she was a witch. I looked at her, and decided to say it and get rid of it.

"Lily," I said slowly. "How would you like to stay with me and my family? We are all witches and wizards, and one of my kids is the same age as you. We can help you understand magic, and prepare you for Hogwarts. The headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, thought it would be best if you stay with a wizarding family. However, you don't have to if you don't want," I finished. Lily stared at me, and her face was expressionless once more. I crossed my fingers, Lily was the type of girl I'd love to have in my family. She was so mysterious, and maybe she could calm my children down a bit. Especially Arabella, she was the one who was the same age as Lily. She and Lily would make a pair! Lily looked so quiet and reserved, while Arabella was loud, noisy and outgoing. Maybe Arabella could help Lily get over the death of her parents. Yes, it would be very interesting to have Lily in my family.

I looked at her patiently; she seemed to be thinking about this deeply. I couldn't blame her; it is always difficult to change your life. Her life certainly would have to change with us, we are a bigger family. And I felt that she wasn't going to accept me and my wife as her new parents so easily, either. And there was also the fact that we were magical. However, I knew that Lily might feel that being in a family is better than living in some orphanage. And so she did.

"I'd love to live with you and your family," she said quietly. I smiled and let out the deep breath that I had been holding. "That's great!" I exclaimed. "Does your suitcase contain all your belongings?"

"Yes," Lily answered.

"Good, then we can go home now," I said. Home. I wondered whether she will feel at home in our house. I hoped she would. Lily needed something to take her mind off her parents, and I felt that settling in with us could be just the thing.

As I put her suitcase at the back of my car, I wondered whether she knew who had murdered her parents. I had been told that it was a dark wizard, who planned to kill all the muggles or something. I wondered whether this could be true. Could anyone believe that he could do such a thing? Anyway, whoever this dark wizard was, I hoped that he'd be caught soon. We really couldn't afford to have more kids like Lily, alone and parentless. Poor girl, I really did pity her. I hoped that she'll soon get over all that happened to her.

I smiled as I started the engine. Arabella will certainly be glad to have Lily with us. She was rather fed up of being the only girl in the house. Her older sister, and my oldest child worked as a teacher at Beauxbatons in France. She had wanted to work at Hogwarts, but there hadn't been a vacant place. Even though Talitha, my oldest daughter, didn't think so, I believe that this way it's better for my other children; they might not have been so comfortable with their sister teaching them. However, we do miss Talitha, she can't come to England so often as she is in France.

"How many children do you have?" Lily asked me. I guessed that she was trying to make conversation.

"Five," I answered. She gasped.

"Five?" she exclaimed.

"Yes," I confirmed. "My oldest daughter, Talitha, works as a teacher at Beauxbatons, which is another wizarding school in France. Then there's Robert, he's in his seventh year at Hogwarts, and he's head boy this year. Then there's David, who's in his fifth year, William, who's in his second year, and Arabella, who's starting her first year at Hogwarts with you." Lily stayed silent, and I grinned. She must have been shocked; now she was going to have to live with four other kids. I guessed that my house shall never be peaceful.

I parked the car in front of my house, and we got down. I fetched Lily's suitcase and took out my key from my pocket. I wondered why I bothered with keys. Anyone could say 'Alohomora' any time and enter. Oh well, at least I knew a locking for nights, which 'Alohomora' wouldn't open. That way we were safe. My wife would have killed me if I didn't know that locking charm. Thank goodness I used to pay attention in Charms.

I opened the door and smiled at Lily. She stepped inside and smiled a small smile.

"Hello! I'm home! And Lily's here!" I called. Suddenly I heard five pairs of feet pounding down the stairs, and my family came running towards us. My youngest daughter arrived first, and she jumped on me and hugged me. I grinned and hugged her back.

"Hi Dad!" she shouted. "Is this Lily?"

"Yes," said Lily quietly. Arabella smiled and grabbed her hand.

"Hi Lily! Welcome to the best house in the wizarding world! Dad, can I show her our room?" I nodded, and Arabella dragged her off, talking loudly all the way to their room. I smiled, shaking my head.

"That wasn't fair!" exclaimed William. "Now Ara is going to keep Lily for herself!" David grinned.

"Already set your eyes on her, William? I suppose she's not that bad looking, but isn't it a bit early? You've just met her, you know," he said. Trust David to start teasing William.

"Hey, I didn't mean it like that!" argued William. "I just wanted to let her know that we exist!"

"Now, now, already quarrelling over a girl?" smiled Robert.

"We are not!" shouted David and William.

"I was just telling William that it's too early to start showing his love for Lily!" said David.

"I do not love or like Lily!" shouted William. "I don't even know her!"

"Calm down," said my wife, holding back a grin. Then she turned to me.

"Did everything go alright?" she asked.

"Yes," I nodded. "I gave her the letter and everything."

"Good," she said. "Well, I suppose I'd better go and help Lily unpack, though I suppose Ara is doing a good job herself!" She smiled and went upstairs after Lily and Arabella. I looked t my sons.

"Well, I suppose you could inform Lily that you exist tomorrow," I grinned. "I believe she's rather tired today."

"Okay," said Robert grinning at William. "Come on, William, tomorrow isn't that far away, you know!" he teased.

"Oh, shut up!" said William, as he went upstairs to his room. Robert exchanged a look with David, and they grinned. I groaned. Poor William, he was going to have a hard time in the days to come.

A/N: That's all. Please, please, please, do review! As I said before, I'm not sure whether I should continue it or not. That's for you to decide. Thanks!