Disclaimer: James, Lily, Sirius, Peter, Remus, Petunia, McGonagoll, Dumbledore, Lockhart, and Flitwick belong to the incredibly talented J K Rowling. The rest is mine.
A/N: This story is set in the MWPP times, and this is a James/Lily love/hate story. Enjoy and please R/R.

Lily, James, Sirius, Remus, Peter: the Hogwarts Years

Chapter I: the Letter


Lily's point of view

I, Lily Evans woke up today to an owl. What? An owl in daytime? I thought to myself groggily. I stepped out of bed and quickly put on my outfit. I brushed a lock of reddish-gold hair back in place and went downstairs, holding the owl.

" Mom, look what I found!" I said, holding out the owl, a snowy owl I think it was. The owl brandished forward a letter edged in emerald ink and looked at us regally.

" You got it," Mom whispered, staring at it as if it was some kind of treasure. Then it was that I found out of my distant aunt, on my father's side. She had been a witch, a real one. " Congratulations, Lily," Mom whispered again, smiling.

" What's this?" asked Dad as he came down the stairs to meet us. " Good Lord. You're one of them!" He beamed down at me.

"What?" came my sister Petunia's whiny voice. " What's this?" she whined once more.

" I am a witch," I exclaimed excitedly. " Listen to the letter,

Dear Ms. Evans,

I am pleased to tell you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am sure your father can take you to Diagon Alley to buy your supplies. Tom the bartender will take you into the Alley. We await your owl when you receive this letter. You will board Hogwarts Express on Platform Nine and 3/4 at Kings Cross on September 2.

Deputy Headmistress
Professor M. McGonagoll"

" Like, whatever. I don't care. You won't get proper training. I don't get what all this attention is. It's just a joke, right?" Petunia said, flicking her dull yellow hair back. " Ignore it, sister. You will go to school and become the 'in' crowd with me. You don't have to be weirdo like you are, sister."

Mom chose to ignore this and wrote down a reply for the owl. The snowy spread out her wings and flew out of the house.

" Let's go to Diagon Alley," Dad announced, looking more excited than ever.

" Right," I said, thinking of where it might be.

A/N: That's the end of the first chapter, this is my first fan fiction, so please R/R.