Author Notes: Hello all! Wow! Thank you so much for all the reviews, I never thought I'd get more then 10! Lol. This chapter's boring as per usual. But I dunno Lily had to start school some time. I know you're all probably thinking about how slow this plot is moving, but I assure you there is a plot, and there is a villan as we already know. But part of the plot is the interaction between the Dursleys and Lily. Because with out that we don't have a story. Next chapter you will be seeing two different characters (I think, I dunno I haven't written it P but that's how I planned it) that will add more to the story (hopefully). You've all been such wonderful readers and I thank you most internally for being so kind to me and not flaming me. Keep sending in suggestions, I love to always receive them helps make my writing better (and god knows it needs all the help it can get haha).
Petunia Dursley soon realized that having a girl in the house was much much different then having a boy in the house.
Lily was a girl, and as such she was bound to be more sensitive. But really, Petunia mused as she washed the dishes, this was going to far.
When Petunia wanted her nephew to do something for her, she'd snap at him, make him do it, and even on the occasion threaten him with Vernon and a police man. With her niece however, well that was a different matter entirely.
She couldn't snap at Lily too often, she couldn't make her do anything, she couldn't even threaten the child in being quiet or help prepare tea, because Petunia was afraid the girl would burst into tears at any moment, and apparently she was not alone in that thought.
Even Vernon (who after a day or so of silence and preparing his own meals, decided that Lily could stay, but only if she followed their rules and her parents kept sending money) seemed cautious around the girl. Oh he made it quite known that he didn't particularly like the girl, and mostly ignored her or snapped at her, but he never threatened her, or told her what to do. No he left that up to Petunia.
If Petunia was honest, something she rarely was, she'd admit (however hesitantly so) that the girl wasn't that bad.
The girl was quiet, well sometimes, she chattered on for most of time, about stupid things like gnomes, fairies, ponies, her friends and even on the occasion what clothes she liked. She said all of this when Petunia and the girl sewed in the afternoon handkerchief's and tea towels, it was a hobby Petunia had picked up after Dudley had left home to keep herself occupied, now Petunia was doing it to keep herself sane.
It just wasn't right. It wasn't right at all. The girl seemed like any normal little girl, talking about stupid things. If one looked at her, no one would ever assume that she was a freak... A odd ball... A witch.
She still didn't particularly like the girl, she didn't know why. Perhaps it was because of her silent determined nature, maybe it was because of her being odd or maybe it was because whenever Petunia looked at the girl, she saw nothing- nothing at all of Lily Evans, her sister.
"Turn around, let me look at you," Aunt Petunia said in her wispy sort of voice to Lily. Lily rolled her eyes and huffed. Putting her hands on her hips she twirled speedily and then said (once she got back to her original place) rather sarcastically, "There. Happy?"
Quite bold of a young girl of only nine and a half years old to say that if you ask me. Especially to someone as horrible (let's be honest now, she is horrible) as Petunia Dursley.
Aunt Petunia's colorless eyes narrowed, and Lily sighed and obeyed her aunt by twirling, slowly, showing off her oh-so-wonderful tacky purple school uniform. How lucky Lily was to wear such a wonderful thing. Not.
"Yes," Aunt Petunia said sounding pleased. "That'll do perfectly."
Perfectly? Had her aunt seen the color of this uniform? It was anything BUT perfect. It was horrible grunge purple that was blotchy and disgusting and clashed with Lily's hair. Oooh! How she hated her hair, she hated it!
She was the only one out of the Potter children to inherit red hair. James had brown hair that had red specks in it over the summer, Al had black hair like their dad and Lily had red hair like her mother.
Lily noticed that Ellie (her second cousin) had a much better uniform then she did. Which was so unfair, seeing as Lily knew that her father had sent more then enough to get Lily the best.
"Don't pout girl it makes you look like a bulldog."
Ha! That's rich! Lily thought angrily taking of the stupid straw hat of her head. Seeing who your husband is!
"It must run in the family," Lily said sweetly to Aunt Petunia's confused face.
"What do you-"
"Aunt Petunia?" Lily said enthusiastically interrupting her aunt and jumping up and down on the spot. "Can I please, please go to the playground? It's only down the road; I can get there and back easily."
"No," Aunt Petunia said firmly beginning to sew again. "You will stay here with me and sew, your stitches are horrible, and I'm surprised you haven't learnt how to sew yet..."
Lily snorted. "Aunt Petunia, why would I need to learn how to sew?"
Aunt Petunia's lips pursed and she paused her sewing. The girl had a point, why would she need to sew?
"Can I? Please Aunt Petunia?" Lily begged, looking out of the window. "Please?"
"No," Aunt Petunia said snappily. "I won't have you going off to the playground and doing god knows what frightening other children..."
"Oh I wouldn't!" Lily said eagerly nodding her head. "I wouldn't! Honest, aunt Petunia. I don't even know how to do it. There have been some times of course but nothing major. One time I turned James' hair to green and-"
"Enough!" Aunt Petunia said angrily putting her sewing aside. "Enough! While you're in my house, under my roof, there will be no discussions of those people, and your... odd like ways."
"But..." Lily began feeling for the first time since the first night off getting here, defeated. "They're my family," Lily said her voice brittle. "How can I not talk about them?"
"You're going to have to find a way," Aunt Petunia said sternly resuming her sewing. "If you don't abide by my rules, or your uncles, you will be turned out to the streets for anyone to get you, and don't think I won't do it," Aunt Petunia warned. This was probably the longest time she had ever spoken in her entire life. Lily stood there her eyes filling with slight tears, and her tiny fists curled up in anger. She gave her aunt a pure look of loathing. Aunt Petunia didn't seem to mind, in fact Lily was certain though not sure, she smiled slightly in satisfaction.
"There are plenty of ways to keep occupied around the house, there are books, old coloring books in the drawer, you could clean the bathroom...Yes I think that'll do… You can clean the bathroom girl and maybe get some pocket money, maybe."
"No thank you!" Lily said, turning on her heel to go up to her room, leaving her aunt shocked that some one had actually dared to say no to her!
"Take off your school uniform!" Aunt Petunia snapped from the sitting room. "I have to iron it!"
It'd take more then an iron to make this thing to look presentable, Lily thought angrily looking down at herself, as she trudged along the stairs to her bedroom to find if there was something, anything for her to do.
So this was it. This was school. It didn't look so scary... Not really. It was more the people in side of it that looked scary to be honest.
They were all separated in groups, like a herd. In the middle of the school yard was the biggest group. It was of both boys and girls. The boy's all looked the same, they wore their pants baggy, their shirts untucked, their ties loose, their hairs long and shaggy. The girls however wore their hairs up in ways that Lily didn't even try to comprehend.
Big, poofy, messy.
They wore excessive jewelry, the wrong shoes, and had make up caked all over their face. It was a wonder their mother's didn't tell them off, if Ginny found Lily wearing make up like that at this age, she'd go insane.
Lily noticed that Ellie was in that group which was a surprise, because almost instinctively Lily knew that if the school yard was a heard, that group there was the leader of it. And Ellie was anything but a leader, or so Lily thought.
Spoilt, bratty, whiney, maybe. But leader? Do those previous statements about her sound like qualities a leader would possess? Didn't think so.
She suddenly felt conscious of how she looked, which was stupid because Lily never given a second thought to her appearance before.
Lily stood out the front of the gate, looking in; Aunt Petunia was beside her having had to walk her there to show Lily the way.
"Do you know the way back to Privet Drive?" Aunt Petunia asked.
"I... I think so," Lily said.
"Good, you can walk home by yourself."
So her aunt would let Lily walk home all by herself, but wouldn't let her play at the playground. That was so unfair.
Lily nodded unsurely. "Okay..."
"What's the matter girl? You look sick."
"Do I have to go in aunt Petunia?" Lily blurted suddenly catching Petunia of guard.
"Of course you have to go in!" Aunt Petunia said. "All children have to go to school."
"I've never been before," Lily admitted. "Mu- Someone home schooled us."
Aunt Petunia's lips pursed as they always did when she disapproved of something and apparently she disapproved of home schooling, which made Lily slightly angry.
"You'll be fine," Aunt Petunia said in a tone that didn't make Lily feel fine at all. "Now go, it's nearly time to go in."
"But-"
"Go!" Aunt Petunia said giving Lily a push towards the school. Lily stumbled slightly and gripped the gate to gain her balance.
She was glad to be getting out of the house and away from her aunt and uncle but school frightened her (more then Lily would care to admit). What if she wasn't liked? What if she didn't fit in? Lily mentally snorted. That was stupid, of course she wasn't going to fit in. She was a witch.
She gave one last look at aunt Petunia who wore a mask of blankness, and continued forward gripping her bag tightly in her hands(she never wore it on her back it was too heavy) and entered the yard feeling as out of place as ever.
Author Notes: Well there you have it, thanks! Please review with thoughts I don't mind if you didn't like it, just tell me why you didn't like it. lol.