She was here, watching the children. Looking for her lost luv. She lost her virginity to him at age thirteen, a midnight summers dream. Then that Dark one killed her, using her in some magic spell, to create a different girl. I'm glad it did not work. I was supposed to pass on. I was a full fledged ghost. Another ghost with weird eyes had come to me. She told me my luv would be reborn, go to this school. I would need to save him.
It's been almost my entire life, thirteen years. I see him, he looks sickly, his clothes so baggy. Then I see the huge boy scaring everyone away. Then him and others beating my luv up. I tried to do something, but nothing worked. I cried, I had thirteen years to learn and I didn't. How can I save my luv.
I follow along behind him. Something stops me from going into the house. I follow him to the library. I try moving books, pencils, paper then just caressing his cheek. He seemed to feel that a little. I kept trying. He was relaxing, then glanced at the clock and scurrying scared, went home. I could see into the kitchen. I watched him get no food, while making it for the two large ones and the skinny woman. The next morning, I so wanted to caress his cheek, pet his hair, kiss him. He seemed to feel the kiss. He was startled and knock over the carafe of milk, breaking it. The skinny hag came in, grabbed the hot frying pan and hit him in the head.
I'm not sure how I was there, but I went to stop her. Suddenly I could feel myself breathe, then noticed I was holding the frying pan. I had taken over her body. I held him, kissed him, told him, I was sorry for not stopping it sooner. He had not known what happened. I watched the blood stop, get absorbed, his hair rearrange itself, but I also felt him shiver, as if sick.
I put him to the side. Tell the two fat ones, he might die. This scared the big one, he yelled that, he would not be killed by those freaks. He was divorcing me. Took the other and fled. I took him upstairs to the big bedroom, laid him on the bed and curled around him. Repeating what I said earlier. That he was my luv, I will do anything for him.
He called me Aunt Petunia, I said no, I was Lilly. He whispered mum, then went to sleep. I cleaned up, decided I was going to take him to the magical bank. He woke up to me having cereal ready for him. I was not a good cook. He looked at me; it was then I noticed his eyes were green, not hazel. So the other ghost was right, he was reborn. "Mum" he said. Oh my luv, I'm yours forever. Lilly babbled that I did not understand how I was being a ghost, I could take over this bitch. He giggled. I luv you, he curled into me and slept more. I just kept the bowl on the nightstand and held my luv.
It was funny, now I could feel others . My luv had a female feel and an evil feel coming from the scar in his head. I fixed the clothes, not well. I cried that I had thirteen years to learn things. How could I save him. I told him that I was not his Mum, but her twin, that was murdered. That we had been called the two Lilies. Lily Marie Evans and Lilly Jean Evans.
Destiny, Fate, and Magic made a deal about Harry James Potter. The night that both James and Lily died, was the night that they made the understanding; about what to do with the Dork Lord. Fate had already set up the prophecy that would allow Harry to exterminate Tom Marvolo Riddle. Destiny talked with Fate and Magic and decided that Harry would need to be loved. Magic had an idea for the power that Voldemort did not know. She took a power from one of the other multi versus and gave it to young Harry. It was not until Harry was four that the power first came out.
Harry had already learned how to cook. Also, having been hit in the head by the frying pan; wielded by Petunia. He was outside working on the garden in the front yard; when the neighbors dog came up and licked him. Nothing seemed to happen, externally; but internally it did. Less than a week later, one of Mrs. Figg's Kneazles; had wandered up to him and licked him. As before, nothing seemed to happen.
A four-year-old dog or cat is the same as a twenty-eight-year-old human. It wasn't till a summer before his fifth birthday. All of Mrs. Figg's Kneazles came by and visited Harry while he was in the garden. Luckily this time, it was in the backyard. As they were in heat. It was the first time. Harry's power had taken off, so he had no control. He became a large Kneazle. Petunia came out and chased off the Kneazles that were having sex, but then freak that she could not find Harry.
The power of the goddess of magic gave to Harry was, what the wonder Twins had the DC universe. But it was only Harry and he had to get blood, saliva, or sweat from the creature he could change into. This was very important for the second year of his schooling. Even though he was thrown into the cup board underneath the stairs for almost a week because of his disappearance. It wasn't till three months later though; that most of Mrs. Figg's Kneazles had kittens.
