Chapter 2-
Lily woke the next day to a familiar room filled with golden-yellow light on khaki-creme
walls.
"Lily, pumpkin?"
"Mum?"
"Yes, Its me Lily. How are you feeling? We were so worried about you last night, all of a sudden you
went ghost pale."
"Im fine, but why didn't you tell me I was a witch?"
"Well Lily, as you know your father and I are pure bloods, we are both witches and wizards, because of our parents."
'Grandma and grandpa?"
"Exactly. However, when Petunia turned 11 we expected a letter to be sent to her. Like the one you received yesterday. When she didn't we figured you were a muggle too."
"Muggle?"
"Non magic folk. But when you did we were just as shocked as you were. However, we didn't want to tell you that you were a witch because we didn't know. We had told Petunia that she was a witch, but she had never gotten a letter, so we figured the same thing had happened for you too. But you did get a letter, and your father and I are so proud.
"So your happy I'm a witch?"
"Darling, we don't care if your a witch or muggle, we love you all the same, and you will always be out dear sweet Lily.'
"Should i go to Hogwarts?"
"Lily, Hogwarts is full of opportunities you don't have here. Magic is a blast if you use it the right way. You'll make plenty of friends. Im positive that you would be a fantastic student there. If you want i can take you shopping this afternoon. Your train leaves Saturday. Breakfast will be done in five minutes. Oh! And remember Lily, what ever you choose your father and i are right behind you. We'll always be here for you."
It was a cold day on the streets of London, and Lily and her mother were already bundled up in their thick winter coats and mittens when they reached Diagon Alley.
'What's first on your list?"
"Size two pueter cauldron."
"We'll go to Amma's for that, whats next?'
"A wand, and a feathered quill with ink.'
"Olavanders is just over there and bits and bots is next door." Her mother said as she walked into a warm store filled with thousands of long,thin rectangular boxes.
"Mrs. Evans?" Olavander said as he stepped down from a tall ladder carrying a box labeled 11 1/2 inches on the side facing her.
"Yes, and this is my daughter Lily. She needs to buy a wand."
"O.k." He said as he fumbled through the isles picking up boxes, and putting a few back.
"Try this one." He said handing her a long that was twisted, almost like a unicorns horn that she had seen in princess book as a child. With the slightest movement of her hand she sent a blast of power towards the window shattering it almost immediately.
"Oh my gosh! Im so sorry" she immediately said.
"Perfectly fine. Its not the first time." He said and with a wave of his wand the window repaired its self as if it had never been broken.
"Try this one" He said handing her another wand. This time it was smaller, maybe 7 inches at the most. This time she flicked it up, then down. Doing this she nearly took out half the shelfs leaving quite a mess.
"Apparently not. Well, lets see" Olivander said to himself as he wandered through the mess. About five minuted later he returned holding a box that looked old, and worn. Carefully he took the lid off and handed the wand to Lily. Before she could do anything it began to glow. The wand gave off a bright yellow light as it also began to shoot red sparks into the air.
"Hypogriph hair and thyme."
