James

"Say Cheese!" mum screamed as she took a photo of the Family reunion. Everyone was here: Aunts Gladys and Mable, Uncles Fred Joe and Charlie. All my grandparents were here too, but I was the only child here. I have no siblings as my parents are both Aurora's and have no time. Because of this, I was bored to death, just dreaming about being in the best quiditch team, Wimbourne Wasps, with the crowd screaming my name…James! James…

"JAMES!" snap out of it homey, we're going." Ugh. Mum. She always treated me as a child, I mean, I'm 11 now! Suddenly, I heard a loud crash, before Grandma entered the room, dripping with thick, yellow, sticky goo. She cried murder as all the attention in the room turned on me. I could feel my face burning up with the effort and failing attempt to suppress my laughter. I had forgotten about that one! Whoops! I am kind of renowned as a little bit of a… well, prankster. My mother grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the car.

As we approached the car, I dared to look up at my parents, mum's burning with a combination of embarrassment and fury. On the other hand, dad was trying and failing to keep a straight face. I guess you could say that I took after him in most aspects: the same brown eyes (with shocking sight!) and thick, unruly black hair. Oh, and a very large, harsh, sense of humour.

We soon arrived home where, as expected, I was sent straight to my room. Annoyed at the fuss, I flung myself down on the bed, still vaguely amused with the memory and felt something cold under my back. I sat up, confused, and picked up the piece of paper that had fallen out of the envelope and now lay on the ground. I turned the piece of paper over; it was blank. Puzzled, I picked up the envelope, on the back was a broken red, wax seal. The Hogwarts seal.

"Mum! Dad!" I bellowed, running down the stairs, having forgotten that I had been sent to my room. "What?" Mum said, annoyed that I was out my room, until she saw the envelope in my hand. Almost immediately, all the knitting needles, pots and pans crashed to the ground as she grabbed me into a huge bear-hug. At this point, Dad came in and saw what all the commotion was about. They hugged me and each other as I read the seal – Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry- the same school my parents had gone to. Oh yeah…. I don't believe I mentioned I come from an entire line of wizards!

After receiving the letter we grabbed our coats and rushed towards the fire place. They dunked their fists into the Floo-powder pot at the side. One by one, we disappeared into the green flames. I went last. I stepped in and clearly stated my desired destination.

"Diagon Alley."

Lilly

"Lilly! I'm telling mum you did that!" Petunia yelled as I swung out of the big tree, landing deftly on my feet in front of my older. "No! Please don't Tuny!" I gazed up to my older sister giving her my best impression of puppy-dog eyes. Mother had never been keen on us climbing trees, particularly the ancient one over-hanging the big lake in the middle of the common; the one which I had just come out of. "Of course I won't Lils, I just don't want you to get down before you hurt yourself." We stood there for a while, just hugging one another. We look very different; Tuny (Petunia) was tall, thin with rather angular features. She had very dark eyes and hair which fell just above her shoulders, where my head was on her. I, on the other hand, am quite small for an 11 year old. I am slightly more athletically looking than her as I have some muscle (more than her, despite the fact she is 3 years older than me!). My hair is always uncontrollable. It is mentally curly and a flaming red colour, with my bright green eyes. The only things we have in common are our pale skin and love for books.

As we pulled away, I plucked a closed rose bud from the bush we were beside. "Tuny, Look! I found out I could do this at school." I cried as I clenched my fist containing the bud. Tuny smiled and ruffled my hair before asking me to show her. I shut my eyes to concentrate. After a few seconds, I opened my hand and my eyes at the same time. There, lying in the palm of my hand was a perfect, fully grown rose. Thank goodness it had worked I sighed. I looked up to se the smile had left Tuny's face. "How did you do that?" she demanded. Her eyes went cold as I took a step back. I gave her the rose and watched, aghast, as it immediately closed up again.

Suddenly I heard someone cough. We simultaneously turned around to see a pale boy with long, greasy black hair. "You made that flower do that." He said, indicating to the flower and I. "How, then? Why not me?" Retorted Tuny, no, Petunia (I have never known her to act this way!) Snape (Severus Snape) simply replied "because she's a witch and you're not." he shrugged as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, pointing at me. I glared at him in disgust, how dare he be so rude! "You can get lost and make your queer accusations to someone else!" challenged Petunia, she always had my back, as she gave him a hard shove, only for him to find himself in a freezing, filthy pond. Petunia grabbed my hand before marching home. I looked back and couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as I saw him spluttering around in the pond. If only that log moved close enough for him to grab… Suddenly, as if by magic, the log floated obediently towards him as he looked up with a smirk on his face. I hurried home in tow of Petunia.

Once we were home, Petunia told mum all of it. She was very disappointed and sent us to the post box as punishment. As we got home again there was a letter addressed to me, Petunia grabbed it before I could. On the roof there was a huge eagle owl watching us. I followed her into the house as she showed the letter to our parents. Dad came and gave it to me as Petunia sulked about something like how she never gets post. I opened the letter:

"Dear Lilly Evans,

We are glad to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry….."

After the first line all my excitement made me force the letter under my family's noses. My parents were simply delighted, but Petunia was furious. Snape, my thoughts skipped straight to him. He had told the truth. I grabbed the letter back as my parents were in the middle of congratulating me and raced out the house and straight to his house. As I passed the windows there were all manner of floating objects. I rapped on the door until it automatically opened. Snape was running straight the stairs with a smug grin on his face. "You got yours too?" he asked excitedly, brandishing the same letter. Once I caught my breath I apologised profusely as I was invited inside. Together we made plans to go to Diagon Alley (the wizard street). We were to go the next day.