AN: Hello there, so sorry for the delay, but like I said last chapter, this story won't be getting updated as much as my other story. I'll try to update every week but not making any promises!
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Disclaimer: The amazing and awesome Harry Potter doesn't belong to me, it belongs to JK Rowling!
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Chapter 2:
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It was my fourth birthday, and my parent's had planned a birthday party for me, inviting all the neighbourhood kids.
The past four years had gone by really fast, a whirlwind of happy memories of playing with my sister, spending time with my parents, and trying to make new friends. Sadly, due to my more developed intelligence and maturity, most of the kids found me to be quite boring and uninteresting. My sister Petunia of course didn't mind me being intelligent, and she always spent time with me even when her other friends tried to make her go away with them.
I really appreciated our sisterly bond that we shared, finding comfort in the knowledge that my sister would always be there for me no matter what.
Of course my parents were just as happy as we were, glad that their two children could get along so well without many fights.
I of course mourned the loss of my previous family, and for many months after my birth I became a very quiet baby, which concerned my parents a lot. Eventually I told myself to snap out of it, and that I was dead and nothing could change that, no matter what I wanted; to enjoy the second chance that I had, because surely this was something that didn't happen very often, people being reincarnated with their memories intact.
Over the years I'd begun getting a strange feeling, sort of an intuition which first began that day I heard some of the adults in our neighbourhood talking about a couple who had moved in recently; a strange pair they called them, especially the wife and son. Of course I paid no mind to the rumours, knowing that almost all of the crap that came out of those women were lies anyway.
But over the years I'd continued hearing the others talking, speaking of unnatural things that went on in that house and how it was so strange that the wife of the family didn't go out at all, the only times some of them could catch a glimpse of her was during the late night hours. 'Strange indeed'.
You would have thought me with the whole 'I've been reincarnated!' thing would have thought nothing of it, but eventually even I grew curious so whenever I was in the park with Petunia I'd always go on the swing and try to catch a glimpse of whoever lived in the old house. I'd had no luck so far.
Snapping out of my thoughts, I began to get dressed for my party, wondering what I'd get from Petunia and my parents, surely something interesting; I had been hinting that I wanted this book of fairy tales from the bookstore...
Well, I guess I'd find out at the party.
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"Lily! Happy Birthday!"
The moment I came down the stairs I was immediately thrown off balance by my sister who had thrown herself on me, conveniently forgetting that she was much taller and much heavier as well.
Laughing at her greeting, I pushed her off as I tried to calm my breathing. "Yeah...Thanks...Petunia...you...almost...suffocat ed me!"
Sheepishly she looked down on the ground and then lifted her head again. "But it's your birthday! That means there's going to be presents, and cake, and party decoration, and games, and people will come from-"
I interrupted her. "I know Petunia! I've had birthdays before you know!"
Once again she smiled. She was so adorable!
Once we headed into the kitchen we saw our breakfast already waiting on the table. It was pancakes!
I couldn't wait for my birthday party, I'd been getting a feeling that something big would happen later today.
I was unaware of just how important the day's events would get, and how they'd change my new life forever.
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"Happy birthday!"
Kids from all around the neighbourhood along with their parents would arrive at our door and give me a present, running past me to get to our backyard as they saw the games and activities my parents had organized. Most didn't even look at my face before running off.
After a few times this had happened, I could feel my smile becoming harder and harder to keep, being smart enough to know that none of these kids were really my friends and that none of them even cared about who's birthday it was, some had probably even been forced by their parents to attend 'little Lily's birthday party'.
As the last of the invited guests arrived I walked off to try and find Petunia, sparing a few seconds thinking what the strange boy who hadn't been invited was doing at the moment, wondering if he should have been invited.
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I was running around with the other kids playing tag, for once feeling included into the activities as I ran away from the boy who was currently 'it'. I was so busy running behind one of the bushes that I didn't notice the rock on the ground, so I tripped over it.
My hands had been slightly scraped as I softened the fall.
When I stood up I looked up and I saw three of the neighbourhood boys had found me.
One of them gave me a sneer. "If it isn't the little carrot top! Look, she fell down, is little carrot top hurt?"
The other boys laughed. "Not so high and mighty now are you? Little miss know it all!"
Tears began to blur my vision. I might have been more mature than the rest of the children but I still had the brain of a four year old child. My feelings were very sensitive regarding how others talked about me. Back in my previous life I had always been the kind of person who didn't have many friends, but I'd never actually gotten bullied before, this was all new to me.
The three boys kept taunting me, telling me that I was worthless and that no one would ever want to get to know me, that my hair was ugly; the sort of thing you'd expect someone with the mentality of a grown person would be able to ignore or even laugh about.
In my head I kept repeating, 'make them go away, make them go away, make them go away, make ME go away-'
Until suddenly, I felt a strange sensation as if I was being squeezed through a tube, and found myself standing alone in e park Petunia and I always went to, no longer standing in my backyard.
I looked around with unbelieving eyes and wondered if I really was insane, if the last four years had been nothing but some great hallucination, if I was actually in a coma on some hospital bed. This couldn't be happening I can't have teleported somehow, magic wasn't real, I didn't have any super-powers!
While I was having a small panic attack inside my head, I didn't notice the rustling of the bushes until I saw a small boy coming out of a bush. He was short, with straight, greasy looking black hair and a less-than-healthy pale complexion. His clothes looked old and worn, like something a kid living in the streets would wear.
It suddenly occurred to me,as I looked at the boy watching me with awe for some reason that this was the strange boy from that family that had moved years ago, the family everyone talked about in hushed whispers.
He suddenly seemed to regain his ability to speak, but the first few words that came out of his mouth convinced me I'd heard him wrongly.
"You're a witch!", he said excitedly.
I blinked as I tried to process what the boy had just told me, it couldn't be true, witches and magic weren't real, I was smart enough to know that the world of magic and fairies and princesses from story books parents read to children at night wasn't real.
"What?", I said. 'How eloquent', I immediately thought to myself.
"You're a witch!", he repeated, looking at me as if I was the crazy one. "Don't worry, I'm a wizard and my mum's a witch as well! My name's Severus! How did you do that, appear from out of nowhere I mean, my mum told me about it a bit, she said it was called apparating but I couldn't do it because I'm too little, why-"
As he kept talking my head started to spin, faint memories being remembered, images of people I'd never met appearing in my mind.
"-Lily! Take him and go! I'll hold him off!"
"-Please, have mercy, kill me instead! Not Harry, not HARRY!"
"-step aside you silly girl, STEP ASIDE!"
"Lily and James... I can't believe it... I don't want to believe it..."
" The — the prophecy ... the prediction ... Trelawney... He thinks it means Lily Evans!"
"The Boy Who Lived. How lies have fed your legend, Harry."
"Lily. Lovely Lily. She was exceedingly bright... your mother. Even more impressive when one considers she was Muggle-born."
"It does not do well to dwell on dreams and forget to live-"
"-back, Voldemort's alive!"
"-saw him, I fought him-"
"-Avada kedavra!"
Images, buildings, faces kept flashing through my mind; an elderly man with a kind face and half-moon spectacles, a tired man limping out of a wooden shack, a dark-haired teen with glasses flying through the air on a broomstick, the teen once again along with three others, a hall filled with floating candles and a ceiling full of stars...
The images came faster and faster and I couldn't stand it anymore, I fell unconscious.
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AN: There you have it people, my newest chapter! Hoped you liked it and he small snippets of memories I got from the HP Lexicon and my memory of the books, so don't sue me please! I DON"T OWN THE HP BOOKS!
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