The Mini Hogwarts

What if there were a preschool for witches and wizards?

A/N: YES! My third fanfic and very first Lily/James (Harry Potter) fic is here—an idea that popped up into my head during the chapter "The Prince's Tale" in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows (Read it, believe it, it's AWESOME!), detailing Lily, the marauders, Snape, Malfoy and more kids' life during 'Mini Hogwarts.'

Read on to find out!

Disclaimer: Yes, this whole Harry Potter world belongs only to the talented JK. I own nothing, and, not having read Harry that many times, any suggestions or help will be most grateful for!

Chap 1—The Letter From No One

"Lily, Petunia, wake uppppp!" a voice rang, making the two little girls, one redheaded and the other blonde, jump up from their beds. "Rise and shine, my pretty flowers…"

"Oh Mum, can't we just have another five minutes?" the 10-year-old blonde Petunia groaned, curling up into a ball on her pink bed.

"C'mon, Tuney, you have a whole day ahead of you," Petunia's sister, 8-year-old Lily, however, sprang up from her bed obediently at the sound of her mother's voice, starting to make her bed neatly.

"Yeah sure, for you, Lils," 'Tuney' retorting, groaning as her older sister pulled her up. She ran out of the room immediately, oblivious to Lily's shout.

"Petunia! Come back here this second!" Lily yelled, hands on her hips. "You haven't made your bed!"

After waiting for five more minutes, with no sign of her sister returning, the green-eyed girl sighed and made Tuney's bed as well, like she did everyday.

"Somehow I always feel like I'm different," she murmured. "Like I'm not like Tuney…"

Finished with tidying up her (and her sister's) room, Lily headed downstairs to the kitchen, where her parents were having breakfast.

"Morning," greeted her father. "How's my little Lilyflower today?"

Lily turned pink at the mention of her nickname. How embarrassing, she thought! "Fine, Dad," she mumbled, hardly hearing Petunia yelling, "What about me!"

"Ted, stop calling her that," his wife, Rose, said warningly. "Now let's see what's there in the mail. Go pick them up, will you, Lils?"

"Yes, Mum," Lily walked over and picked up the mail, leafing through them on her way back.

There were the usual stuff: her dad's Phone bill, Electricity bill, a postcard from Tuney's friend who was on holiday, and again—she thought—no letters for poor Lily, always singled out at school, always teased for unexplainable events that happened to her, always called a 'freak.' That is, until her eyes stumbled upon an envelope with green ink written on it.

Miss L. Evans (ME! That's Me! A voice rang in her head excitedly, but from whom?)

Number 4

Godrics' Hollow (A/N: Please bear it with me, I'm just making it up here.)

United Kingdom

A letter for me! Lily still couldn't get over her eagerness. She opened the enveloped, which, she found, on the back was stamped with a capital 'H' and four animals: a badger, a snake, a lion, and a raven.

"A school?" was the first thought that came to mind as she took out the letter inside and started to read.

Pre-Hogwarts School of Young Witches and Wizards

Headmaster—Adriana Johnson

Dear Ms. Evans,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at the pre-Hogwarts School for young witches and wizards. Please find enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours Sincerely,

Megan Meades

Deputy Headmistress

"Wait a minute…your owl?" Lily said out loud, unaware that her feet had now taken her to the kitchen, her parents asking in wonder. "What's that letter you've got, young lady?"

"Let me see here," Ted Evans pulled his daughter up, reading with her. "What is this, a joke?"

"No, Dad, I—" Lily shook her head. "—I don't think so. Maybe these people are real."

"What kind of people are they, anyways, Ted, do you know?" Rose asked, cutting a pancake for Petunia, who was focused on her eating until now.

"Letter for Lils?" she screeched. "Why didn't I get one, Mum?"

"All in good time, sweetheart," Rose said, patting Tuney's back in a motherly way and continued talking. "Hm? An enclosed list?"

Pre-HOGWARTS SCHOOL For Young Witches and Wizards

Uniform
First-year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry name tags

Set Books
The Tales of Beedle The Bard (A/N: Thanks to Ramenlover 4!)

An Introduction to the Wizarding World and more by Bathilda Bagshot

Other Equipment
1 Wand

Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad

NO BROOMSTICKS REQUIRED.

"A boarding school…" Ted considered. "I'm thinking—"

His voice was interrupted by a loud 'POOF!' from their fireplace, where a short, thin man appeared. "Phew," he muttered in a squeaky voice. "How hard it was to locate a Muggle home in the floo network!"

Lily shared a look with Petunia, and they both shrugged.

Their parents took control. "Looks like he's speaking gobbodygook," said Ted to his wife, as the man came to and started introducing himself.

"Oh hello there," he looked up at everyone. "Sorry to interrupt your-uh-meal. I'm Professor Flitwick from Hogwarts."

"You mean this school?" asked Rose, the letter still in her hands, more puzzled than ever.

"Yes, ma'am. Our school specializes in preparing young witches and wizards-to-be to—"

"What did you say? My daughter is a witch?"

"As sure as ever. Now, which one of you is Lily?" Flitwick knelt down, looking at the girls.

"Me…" Lily spoke up, raising her hand.

"I see, the redheaded one. Well, young lady, you—are—a—witch," the thin wizard explained kindly.

"ME?" she was in shocked.

"Do strange things happen to you? Things that you can't explain?" the little girl was deep in thought. That Snape boy...?

"Yes? Very well, follow me then. We've got a lot to do," Flitwick stood up, getting ready to go.

"What were you saying?" Ted asked instead of his shocked wife.

"Oh, sorry, sir. To cut it short, our school trains these special kids—" At the mention, Petunia's face distorted in jealousy. "—to be ready for their time in the real Hogwarts School, the wizard world. They'll be learning simple spells, wizards' tales, quidditch game basics, how to use wands, and more."

"But we are—"

"Muggles, yes, we know very well," Flitwick nodded. "Only her. Lily's name was recorded in our list since birth, and for that reason, I'm here to take you to the Diagon Alley."

"You're real—"

"Want me to show you? Better not," he kept his wand. "Come, we don't have all day,"

The whole Evans family followed, rather reluctantly and puzzle. "Should we—go?" Rose was whispering.

"Oh Rose," Ted mumbled proudly, "we have a li' witch in our family! How great is that?"

At the Diagon Alley, Lily bought all her required equipment and books, while her whole family walked, unable to utter a word in awe.

"Wow, I didn't know there were witches and wizards left!" Ted whispered.

"Shush, Dad. Look! Gringotts!" Lily pointed at the white bank.

"What's that?" asked Petunia, but she was ignored. They exchanged Muggle money (as Flitwick called it) for wizard money there, making a savings account. (Cool! Said Lily)

Lily was holding her pile of books, eyes focused on reading off her list, so she bumped into another boy.

"Whoops! Sorry," the redheaded girl bent down, picking up her books. "Are you—" she looked up, face to face with a messy raven-haired boy, wearing glasses.

"Oh, sorry, let me help you…" the boy said, smiling. "You here to buy supplies for the Hogwarts thing too?"

"Sure, I'm Lily," she held out her hands to shake with the boy.

"Potter, James Potter," he grinned. "Glad to meet you, miss," Lily blushed slightly.

When her parents caught up with her, James looked at them in surprise, "You're a…"

"Muggle? What's wrong with that?" Lily was annoyed now. Why did everyone in this 'world' must refer to her as 'the muggle girl'?

"Well, it's only that…it's really rare for Hogwarts to…accept Muggle students, especially pure ones like you," he added.

"Wow," now she marveled in surprise. "I'm lucky…"

"You are." James was about to say something but he was interrupted by a group of boys heading his way.

"Ooh! Prongs, whatcha doin'?" an 8-year-old Sirius Black called. He resembled James, actually, thought Lily, only without glasses and longer hair.

"Talking to a girl, are we?" the new boy teased, James turning a shade of pink. "Stop it, Siri." He turned back to Lily. "Thanks to my pesky little friend here, I have to go. Nice to meet you, Lilyflower, see you at Hogwarts soon."

"Hey! No one—" Lily was about to call back that he, of all people, dared call her embarrassing nickname, but James waved, walking away.

Huh, she huffed. Like we were going to be friends. Better stay away from these boys—they didn't look safe.

A/N: There you go, my first try.

Reviews are most welcome. I'd love to hear what you think!

Thanks to all my reviewers and readers!

Your ever humble fanfic writer :).