Author's note: This is my first fan fiction, so tell me what ya think (good or bad). This is a series about Lily when she was young since we don't know much about her.
Disclaimer: I own nothing at here, it all belongs to J.K Rowling and her publishers. I am only writing to release the anguish of stress in my life.
Angel Eyes
Chapter 1: The Invitations
"Stop it...Stop it," Lily shrieked as her older sister, Petunia, repeatedly punched her over the face, paying no attention to her squeals of anguish.
"Not until you learned your lesson. You freak!" Petunia said hoarsely as she raised her hand over her quivering sister's flushed face to aim another blow. The sound of footsteps pausing outside the door made Petunia reluctantly remove herself from holding the girl down on the floor and walk over to the other side of the room. Lily slowly sat forwards while quietly sobbing into her hands, knowing that another beating of this kind would be called for if she made more noise than her older sister could tolerate. She sat hunched over for several minutes until she heard the movements of her dreaded sibling exiting the room.
Why, she thought, why does she torment me so much? Lily began to reflect over the incidents that led to her sister's outrageous lashings. It started out as a peaceful day. She had woken to the beautiful chirping of the birds in the tree by her window. In her imagination, the birds were singing to the arrival of another beautiful and sunny day. After washing and dressing, she ventured downstairs to find her mother laying out the dining table with eggs, bacon, and all other delicious foods for that morning meal. Lily smiled to herself. Her mother was the most beautiful women Lily had ever seen with a tall slender frame and bright green eyes, as well as long blond hair that draped down her back towards her small waist.
"Good morning, mum," Lily said as she sat down.
"Good morning dear," her mother, Rose Figgs, replied, looking up at her youngest daughter with her bright green eyes. At that moment, Petunia grumpily walked in and rudely sat down across the table from where Lily while not missing the opportunity to glare at her. She ignored the merry greeting her mother gave her and began to eat, ignoring everyone around her for that matter.
"Did you sleep well," Mrs. Figgs asked timidly as she sat down at the head of the table.
"Yes, mum," Lily said distractedly as she tried to remember her dream from the previous night. Strange, she thought to herself, remembering that she had dreamt of flying broomsticks. She smiled to herself laughing at the idea of flying broomsticks.
The mail slot was heard banging against the door as the day's mail arrived. Lily stood up immediately while her sister ignored her and continued with her meal. She walked out through the kitchen door and into the hall with the front door at the far end. There laid four letters on the floor. As she picked the letters up, Lily noticed that the first letter was addressed to her in strange green ink. The second letter was also for her while the third one was for her mother from her father who was currently abroad in America, and the last letter was for her sister from one of her boyfriends, she thought.
She went back to the kitchen and handed the two letters to her mother and sister while she sat down to open her own letters. She decided to see what the envelope with the strange green ink was about. After she opened and read the letter, she gasped. Her mother looked up from her own letter and asked, "What is it, butterfly?" Petunia made an annoyed noise at the mention of one of her sister's nicknames, but she was too busy reading her correspondence reply in two pages of neat writing.
"Here," Lily said in a confused tone as she handed her mother the letter that read:
Dear Ms. Lily Figgs,
We are happy to announce that you have been to attend Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft for the following year. Please send your reply as soon as you get this invitation.
Please find enclosed the necessary equipment that you would be needing for the school term
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
The second piece of parchment consisted of a list of robes, weird ingredients, and other things that Lily had never even knew existed.
When Mrs. Figgs finished reading the letter, she let a deep sigh. Lily was soon shocked when her mother looked up to her with a wide smile on her face. Petunia grabbed the letter and greedily read the letter that ended with a gasp made on her part.
"I knew it," her mother said clapping her hands together, "You are a witch!!!" At that statement, Lily didn't know how to react. My mother just called me a witch, she thought, and she's happy about it too!
"What?" Both Lily and Petunia asked almost hysterically.
"You are a witch, Lily," her mother said still clapping her hands. But when she saw the look of bewilderment on her daughters' faces, she slowly calmed down enough to explain more rationally for them to understand.
"Dear," she said slowly placing a hand on Lily's arm, "People with magical blood are called witches and wizards, and those who don't have a trace of magic in their blood are called muggles." She gestured her hand over to herself and Petunia ignoring the utter look of disgust on her face. "We're muggles!"
"Huh," Lily said. Apparently this explanation was beyond rational according to her standards.
"Lily," Mrs. Figgs moved closer over to her, "Do you remember your Uncle Bill?" Lily nodded. "Well, one summer, just after he turned eleven one summer he got the same letter that you just received. Of course, my parents were quite shocked, and waved it off as a silly joke. But Bill insisted upon seeing what it was all about. He finally convinced them to go to the London and see if Diagon Alley actually existed. It did and my parents were eager to send him to Hogwarts."
A glaze look went over Mrs. Figgs eyes when she finished the last sentence. Even though, she was staring intently into Lily's eyes, Lily knew that her thoughts were further away. Breaking the silence quickly Lily said, "So, I have magical powers." Her mother nodded.
Excitement began to fill Lily's veins. Well this did explain a lot of things, Lily reflected. All those times when strange things would happen to her or someone else, and she was always blamed for it. Once Petunia had embarrassed Lily in front of all their schoolmates on her first day of primary school. Lily was so humiliated that she ran home and didn't leave her room. She wished the most horrid things on her sister that she regretted later. The next morning when Petunia had woke up warts covered every square inch of her face. She spent one month in a hospital after the doctor painfully removed them.
After Mrs. Figgs joyfully left the kitchen table to write a letter back to her husband, Petunia sat in her seat glaring at Lily. Lily tried to finish her eggs without looking up, even though she could feel the evil stare burning into her.
"So, what do you have to say for yourself?," Petunia sneered suddenly.
"Pardon me," Lily said looking up.
"I've always known that you were abnormal," Petunia continued.
"How could I..."
"Shut up you freak!"
Lily didn't think twice as she got out of her seat and ran up the stairs to her room. She knew that it was murderous to be around Petunia when she was mad. Apparently she is jealous, Lily thought, like she always is when mum gave me attention. However, Petunia wasn't far behind her and got through the door right before Lily got the chance to lock it. The fight continued there and ended with an injured and sobbing Lily recollecting the events of the day. This fight and beating wasn't new for Lily. Her parents were left in the dark on the fact that their eldest daughter would take out her temper on her younger sister. Lily didn't dare to tell them for the fear of Petunia's reaction and behavior towards her. It would, no doubt, end up worse.
A soft knock broke Lily's thoughts. She quickly looked at her self in the mirror to be sure that none of the marks would show from the fight or tears afterwards. "Come in," she called when she was sure that she looked as normal as she possibly could.
Her mother walked in with a huge grin. Lily couldn't help smiling back at her mother. I wish I was so beautiful, she thought.
"You didn't open the second letter that you received," Mrs. Figgs said as she handed her the envelope.
"Oh, thank you," Lily replied and opened the note from her best friend, James.
Dear Lily,
How are you doing? I am sorry that this has to be a short letter, but I wanted to only ask you if you could come and visit with us for the last few weeks of summer? Please call us with your answer, so that we could come and get you.
Until then take care,
James.
"Mum," Lily asked with an eager look in her eyes, "Can I go to see James?"
"Hmmm," Mrs. Figgs seemed to be anticipating her answer. She did know the family very well since she went to school with James's mother, even though Lily had never met her. After a short moment she said, "Well, you might as well since you just into Hogwarts, so you two can't go to school together."
Lily joyfully gave her mother a huge hug before running off to call James with the news. This is going to be the best summer yet, she thought as she hung up the phone.
A/N: The next will be much, much better. So until then read and REVIEW!!!! Thank you. I love suggestions.
Disclaimer: I own nothing at here, it all belongs to J.K Rowling and her publishers. I am only writing to release the anguish of stress in my life.
Angel Eyes
Chapter 1: The Invitations
"Stop it...Stop it," Lily shrieked as her older sister, Petunia, repeatedly punched her over the face, paying no attention to her squeals of anguish.
"Not until you learned your lesson. You freak!" Petunia said hoarsely as she raised her hand over her quivering sister's flushed face to aim another blow. The sound of footsteps pausing outside the door made Petunia reluctantly remove herself from holding the girl down on the floor and walk over to the other side of the room. Lily slowly sat forwards while quietly sobbing into her hands, knowing that another beating of this kind would be called for if she made more noise than her older sister could tolerate. She sat hunched over for several minutes until she heard the movements of her dreaded sibling exiting the room.
Why, she thought, why does she torment me so much? Lily began to reflect over the incidents that led to her sister's outrageous lashings. It started out as a peaceful day. She had woken to the beautiful chirping of the birds in the tree by her window. In her imagination, the birds were singing to the arrival of another beautiful and sunny day. After washing and dressing, she ventured downstairs to find her mother laying out the dining table with eggs, bacon, and all other delicious foods for that morning meal. Lily smiled to herself. Her mother was the most beautiful women Lily had ever seen with a tall slender frame and bright green eyes, as well as long blond hair that draped down her back towards her small waist.
"Good morning, mum," Lily said as she sat down.
"Good morning dear," her mother, Rose Figgs, replied, looking up at her youngest daughter with her bright green eyes. At that moment, Petunia grumpily walked in and rudely sat down across the table from where Lily while not missing the opportunity to glare at her. She ignored the merry greeting her mother gave her and began to eat, ignoring everyone around her for that matter.
"Did you sleep well," Mrs. Figgs asked timidly as she sat down at the head of the table.
"Yes, mum," Lily said distractedly as she tried to remember her dream from the previous night. Strange, she thought to herself, remembering that she had dreamt of flying broomsticks. She smiled to herself laughing at the idea of flying broomsticks.
The mail slot was heard banging against the door as the day's mail arrived. Lily stood up immediately while her sister ignored her and continued with her meal. She walked out through the kitchen door and into the hall with the front door at the far end. There laid four letters on the floor. As she picked the letters up, Lily noticed that the first letter was addressed to her in strange green ink. The second letter was also for her while the third one was for her mother from her father who was currently abroad in America, and the last letter was for her sister from one of her boyfriends, she thought.
She went back to the kitchen and handed the two letters to her mother and sister while she sat down to open her own letters. She decided to see what the envelope with the strange green ink was about. After she opened and read the letter, she gasped. Her mother looked up from her own letter and asked, "What is it, butterfly?" Petunia made an annoyed noise at the mention of one of her sister's nicknames, but she was too busy reading her correspondence reply in two pages of neat writing.
"Here," Lily said in a confused tone as she handed her mother the letter that read:
Dear Ms. Lily Figgs,
We are happy to announce that you have been to attend Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft for the following year. Please send your reply as soon as you get this invitation.
Please find enclosed the necessary equipment that you would be needing for the school term
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
The second piece of parchment consisted of a list of robes, weird ingredients, and other things that Lily had never even knew existed.
When Mrs. Figgs finished reading the letter, she let a deep sigh. Lily was soon shocked when her mother looked up to her with a wide smile on her face. Petunia grabbed the letter and greedily read the letter that ended with a gasp made on her part.
"I knew it," her mother said clapping her hands together, "You are a witch!!!" At that statement, Lily didn't know how to react. My mother just called me a witch, she thought, and she's happy about it too!
"What?" Both Lily and Petunia asked almost hysterically.
"You are a witch, Lily," her mother said still clapping her hands. But when she saw the look of bewilderment on her daughters' faces, she slowly calmed down enough to explain more rationally for them to understand.
"Dear," she said slowly placing a hand on Lily's arm, "People with magical blood are called witches and wizards, and those who don't have a trace of magic in their blood are called muggles." She gestured her hand over to herself and Petunia ignoring the utter look of disgust on her face. "We're muggles!"
"Huh," Lily said. Apparently this explanation was beyond rational according to her standards.
"Lily," Mrs. Figgs moved closer over to her, "Do you remember your Uncle Bill?" Lily nodded. "Well, one summer, just after he turned eleven one summer he got the same letter that you just received. Of course, my parents were quite shocked, and waved it off as a silly joke. But Bill insisted upon seeing what it was all about. He finally convinced them to go to the London and see if Diagon Alley actually existed. It did and my parents were eager to send him to Hogwarts."
A glaze look went over Mrs. Figgs eyes when she finished the last sentence. Even though, she was staring intently into Lily's eyes, Lily knew that her thoughts were further away. Breaking the silence quickly Lily said, "So, I have magical powers." Her mother nodded.
Excitement began to fill Lily's veins. Well this did explain a lot of things, Lily reflected. All those times when strange things would happen to her or someone else, and she was always blamed for it. Once Petunia had embarrassed Lily in front of all their schoolmates on her first day of primary school. Lily was so humiliated that she ran home and didn't leave her room. She wished the most horrid things on her sister that she regretted later. The next morning when Petunia had woke up warts covered every square inch of her face. She spent one month in a hospital after the doctor painfully removed them.
After Mrs. Figgs joyfully left the kitchen table to write a letter back to her husband, Petunia sat in her seat glaring at Lily. Lily tried to finish her eggs without looking up, even though she could feel the evil stare burning into her.
"So, what do you have to say for yourself?," Petunia sneered suddenly.
"Pardon me," Lily said looking up.
"I've always known that you were abnormal," Petunia continued.
"How could I..."
"Shut up you freak!"
Lily didn't think twice as she got out of her seat and ran up the stairs to her room. She knew that it was murderous to be around Petunia when she was mad. Apparently she is jealous, Lily thought, like she always is when mum gave me attention. However, Petunia wasn't far behind her and got through the door right before Lily got the chance to lock it. The fight continued there and ended with an injured and sobbing Lily recollecting the events of the day. This fight and beating wasn't new for Lily. Her parents were left in the dark on the fact that their eldest daughter would take out her temper on her younger sister. Lily didn't dare to tell them for the fear of Petunia's reaction and behavior towards her. It would, no doubt, end up worse.
A soft knock broke Lily's thoughts. She quickly looked at her self in the mirror to be sure that none of the marks would show from the fight or tears afterwards. "Come in," she called when she was sure that she looked as normal as she possibly could.
Her mother walked in with a huge grin. Lily couldn't help smiling back at her mother. I wish I was so beautiful, she thought.
"You didn't open the second letter that you received," Mrs. Figgs said as she handed her the envelope.
"Oh, thank you," Lily replied and opened the note from her best friend, James.
Dear Lily,
How are you doing? I am sorry that this has to be a short letter, but I wanted to only ask you if you could come and visit with us for the last few weeks of summer? Please call us with your answer, so that we could come and get you.
Until then take care,
James.
"Mum," Lily asked with an eager look in her eyes, "Can I go to see James?"
"Hmmm," Mrs. Figgs seemed to be anticipating her answer. She did know the family very well since she went to school with James's mother, even though Lily had never met her. After a short moment she said, "Well, you might as well since you just into Hogwarts, so you two can't go to school together."
Lily joyfully gave her mother a huge hug before running off to call James with the news. This is going to be the best summer yet, she thought as she hung up the phone.
A/N: The next will be much, much better. So until then read and REVIEW!!!! Thank you. I love suggestions.