Prolouge
The people were acting weird. When I say people I mean the people that live on Spinner's End. The Snape's, they have a son, he's my age; 10. Mr. and Mrs. Snape have been fighting more than usual about something that involes ther son. I only know this because I've been going to the park more lately and you can hear their sreams from there, even if they live down the street. I feel terribly for their son because I know he is getting the repercussions of the arguments. A week had passed between then and now and I had forgotten completly about it until today when I was at the park. Petunia and I were playing near the patch of lilies, I picked one of them up and felt this weird sensation running through my body. As I held the flower in my hand I started to open and close my palm, and to my utter suprise the flower petals moved with it! Petunia then screamed "STOP IT!" I stopped immediatly because I did not want to make my older sister mad. "Your a witch!", I heard come from behind me. I turned to see the Snape boy pointing at me, "That's not a nice thing to say!", I exclaimed. Petunia had run off by then so it was just me and the strange boy. "No, your a witch! Like with magical powers!", I looked at him like he was crazy because I was beginning to think he was, I slowly started to turn away but he caught my arm and looked me dead into my almond shaped green eyes with his cold empty black ones and said,"Trust me". I smiled and extended my arm, which he still had a hold of, a little farther and shook his hand saying," Hi, my name is Lily Evans. What's yours?", he replied in his soft whisper and drone of a voice,"Severus Snape".