Chapter 1
Some of you readers may recognize this. It is the same one just touched up so it makes more sense.
Disclaimer: I own no part of Harry Potter. It belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling.
The first wave of nausea hit me exactly two weeks before my 17th birthday. I was eating dinner with my family when I suddenly stood up and bolted to the bathroom. The next thing anybody knew, I was puking blood.
The vomiting continued for a week, until I thought there was no chance I would be better by my birthday. That was when the temperatures started. As soon as the sun rose in the morning I was sitting at 107.9˚ and the moment it set my temperature dropped to 91˚. There was no transition period; it just went from blazing hot to freezing cold instantaneously. My parents were scared, but couldn't bring me to a doctor because my powers were out of control. Every few minutes a jet of water would shoot out of my palms ad soak everything around me before instantly freezing. The ice was a welcome retreat, cold and steady during the day, but at night I got so cold that I felt like screaming and ripping at my skin until there was no more.
"This is just like one of her freaky magic things," my sister Petunia said from my door one night as she watched me flail on my sheets. I knew it appeared as if she didn't care about me, but I knew that below her icy exterior she was scared out of her mind for me, her baby sister, and the person that she had watched over since my birth years before. At her words my parents exchanged a look and ran to get some paper and a pen. After scrawling a quick note, my mother taped the letter to my owls' leg and brought her to the window.
"Go Destiny. Fly quickly to Hogwarts. Bring that to somebody there. They will know what to do."
Destiny hooted and took off silently into the night.
Hours later, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew were visiting Remus Lupin at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Remus was there because he had nowhere else to go. He refused to put anybody else in danger as there had been attacks on people harboring werewolves. The Potters didn't care about the danger, any friend of their son was welcome in their home, but Remus was adamant about nobody else getting hurt because of him. Sirius had been disowned by his own family and now sought refuge in the Potters mansion when he was not at school.
The four young men were outside on the quidditch pitch, just kind of lazing about, basking in their all around awesomeness when suddenly there was a loud hooting above them. A strange owl landed on the ground in front of them.
It had wide brown and beige wings and a large spotted body. Dark ear tufts stuck out of its speckled head and it watched them with huge orange eyes. Always the observant one, Remus was the first one to recognize the owl.
"Hey, isn't that Lily's owl?"
"Lily who?" Peter asked.
"How many Lilys do you know?"
Peter thought for a minute, "uhhhh, one?"
"And who is that?" Remus was patient to a fault.
"Evans!" Peter was excited because he knew that answer.
Destiny hopped up to James and stuck out her leg.
Sirius was aghast at the thought of his brother in everything except blood writing to the drama queen know-it-all redhead, "James… Why is Evans' owl holding out a letter to you?"
"Ohhhhh! Evans is writing to James. James and Lily sitting in a tree…."
"Don't even think about finishing that song Wormtail," Remus said while reading over James' shoulder.
Peter and Sirius crowded in close so they could read it too.
To whom it may concern,
I hope this letter finds somebody at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry as we are in need of your help. Since July 28 our daughter, Lily Evans, has been vomiting blood and has had temperatures ranging from 91˚to 108˚. We are unable to bring her to a doctor because her powers are out of control. She constantly has water shooting out of her palms and freezing. We would be very grateful if Headmaster Dumbledore could send somebody to bring her someplace that they would be able to handle this.
Sincerely yours,
Rosemary Evans
Sirius raised his eyes, "she's got water shooting out of her palms? Cool!"
Remus looked at him in disbelief, " so not the point here Padfoot. She also has a fever on 108˚. That's 10˚ above normal."
"She's faking, none of what is written there is possible. We all know that the only thing that could possibly come from this more attention for her," James scoffed after scanning the letter again. Peter squeaked. They all turned to look at him.
"But what if she's not? We should give this to professor Dumbledore; if she's faking he'll know."
"No, that is exactly what she wants. We all know that Professor Dumbledore will drop everything to cater to that carrot headed snobs every whim." The other boys didn't seem to be listening as they were standing and gathering their things.
"Let's go!" Remus started running towards the castle. James sighed. They always forgot about magic during the summer as they couldn't normally use it, but they were all of age and were all allowed to use it now.
"Accio Comet 260," his broom flew into his hand and he jumped on it. When he was next to the group running, he snagged the letter out of Sirius' hand and sped across the field. Sirius was so surprised that he stumbled and fell on his face.
Review, and let me know what you think of the new edited version. I hope it is better and more clear than it was before.
Amber Eagle.
