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Author's Note: Please read and review! I'm only going to write more if I get reviews! Lol! (Sorry, that sounds kind of selfish, but…) Only because I find myself writing a lot, and then no one ever reads it! I really don't think my stories are THAT bad. Anyways, please just read and review! *^_^*
Prologue
The light of the morning sun gleamed through the Lily's window. She turned over onto her side; shutting her eyes even tighter as the glare made her them water.
"Wake up, Lily!" grunted her sister, Petunia, as she barged through the door, hands on her hips.
"I'm coming," Lily replied, still in bed. Suddenly she remembered what day it was. It was September first, the day that she'd leave for Hogwarts. About a month ago she had received an envelope distinctly addressed to her. She had read it over and over, until she had finally memorized it. 'We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.' "I'm up, I'm up! Come on, Petunia! We mustn't waste time!" She seized her sister's arm dragging her out of her room and down the stairs.
At the table, Lily excitedly told her mother, "Mom did I tell you that Narcissa is going to Hogwarts too?"
Her mom nodded, "Lily, you better hurry and eat, your train leaves in a half-an-hour."
She had only taken a nibble of her toast before she flew upstairs. Everything had been packed neatly in her trunk ever since she had gotten her letter. Maybe it was the excitement of being a witch or the excitement of being away from Petunia for ten months, but Lily felt great!
* * *
Lily wheeled here cart to the ticket booth, gazing around at all the commotion. Her mother and father were proudly walking behind her as if Lily was carrying a big, gold trophy.
"Name?" a rather plump woman asked.
"Lily Evans."
The woman's chubby fingers fiddled through the collection of names. "Ms. Evans, platform nine and three-quarters."
"Platform nine and three-quarters?" Petunia disgustedly asked. "There is no such thing!"
"Just doing my job. Next?"
"Don't be such a know-it-all!" Lily exclaimed. "I know where to go!" Lily led the way until she reached platforms nine and ten. "Okay, were here."
"Bye honey! Will write. Okay?" her mother said, reaching out for a hug.
Lily ran into her arms and replied, "OK. I love you, Mum!" turning to her dad she repeated, "I love you, Dad!"
"Come here, kiddo."
When they were all done with their good-byes, Lily ran through the post between platform nine and three-quarters, only to find a whole new world ahead of her.
* * *
The train started along the tracks as Lily sat down in an empty compartment. She couldn't sit still.
"Lily!" a voice shrieked.
Lily turned her head and jumped up, "Ahh! Narcissa! You found me!"
"Oh my gosh, can you believe it! We're witches!"
"Ugh! I know! I, Lily Evans, am a witch! I'm so thrill—"
A young boy was at the door of the compartment, "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" He pointed to the seat across from them.
"Oh, no. Go ahead!" Lily replied. "I'm Lily Evans and this is Narcissa Rick."
"Hi, my name's Peter. Peter Pettigrew. So, is this your first year Hogwarts?"
"Yeah," they answered together. "What about you?"
"Same here."
The three of them talked for the whole journey—along the mountains, through the forest, and over lakes. It was a long trip. By the time they got to Hogwarts it was almost dinnertime. Lily's stomach was groaning for food, while her mind was full to the rim.
They could see the castle loom closer and closer as they slowly crossed the lake. It was beautiful; paintings were hung all over, moving paintings at that!
"Hello, I am the Hogwarts headmistress, Professor O' Neal. When I open these doors, please make your way to the front of the Great Hall. When I call your name, please sit down on the stool, and I will place the Sorting Hat on you head. It will pick the precise house you will be placed in. The houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin," said a very tall, polite lady. "Any questions…? Good, follow me!"
Lily walked hesitantly down the walkway between four long tables. All the other students' eyes seemed to be following them all suspiciously. She was more nervous than she had ever been in her entire life! She was dazing into space when her name was called for her to step up to the Sorting Hat.
"Lily Evans?"
Author's Note: Okay, sorry if it was a little stupid! I just need to get into my story before it gets to be good! Lol! Well, your review would really help, so get to it! Why are you reading this when you could be reviewing!? *^_^*
Author's Note: Please read and review! I'm only going to write more if I get reviews! Lol! (Sorry, that sounds kind of selfish, but…) Only because I find myself writing a lot, and then no one ever reads it! I really don't think my stories are THAT bad. Anyways, please just read and review! *^_^*
Prologue
The light of the morning sun gleamed through the Lily's window. She turned over onto her side; shutting her eyes even tighter as the glare made her them water.
"Wake up, Lily!" grunted her sister, Petunia, as she barged through the door, hands on her hips.
"I'm coming," Lily replied, still in bed. Suddenly she remembered what day it was. It was September first, the day that she'd leave for Hogwarts. About a month ago she had received an envelope distinctly addressed to her. She had read it over and over, until she had finally memorized it. 'We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.' "I'm up, I'm up! Come on, Petunia! We mustn't waste time!" She seized her sister's arm dragging her out of her room and down the stairs.
At the table, Lily excitedly told her mother, "Mom did I tell you that Narcissa is going to Hogwarts too?"
Her mom nodded, "Lily, you better hurry and eat, your train leaves in a half-an-hour."
She had only taken a nibble of her toast before she flew upstairs. Everything had been packed neatly in her trunk ever since she had gotten her letter. Maybe it was the excitement of being a witch or the excitement of being away from Petunia for ten months, but Lily felt great!
* * *
Lily wheeled here cart to the ticket booth, gazing around at all the commotion. Her mother and father were proudly walking behind her as if Lily was carrying a big, gold trophy.
"Name?" a rather plump woman asked.
"Lily Evans."
The woman's chubby fingers fiddled through the collection of names. "Ms. Evans, platform nine and three-quarters."
"Platform nine and three-quarters?" Petunia disgustedly asked. "There is no such thing!"
"Just doing my job. Next?"
"Don't be such a know-it-all!" Lily exclaimed. "I know where to go!" Lily led the way until she reached platforms nine and ten. "Okay, were here."
"Bye honey! Will write. Okay?" her mother said, reaching out for a hug.
Lily ran into her arms and replied, "OK. I love you, Mum!" turning to her dad she repeated, "I love you, Dad!"
"Come here, kiddo."
When they were all done with their good-byes, Lily ran through the post between platform nine and three-quarters, only to find a whole new world ahead of her.
* * *
The train started along the tracks as Lily sat down in an empty compartment. She couldn't sit still.
"Lily!" a voice shrieked.
Lily turned her head and jumped up, "Ahh! Narcissa! You found me!"
"Oh my gosh, can you believe it! We're witches!"
"Ugh! I know! I, Lily Evans, am a witch! I'm so thrill—"
A young boy was at the door of the compartment, "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" He pointed to the seat across from them.
"Oh, no. Go ahead!" Lily replied. "I'm Lily Evans and this is Narcissa Rick."
"Hi, my name's Peter. Peter Pettigrew. So, is this your first year Hogwarts?"
"Yeah," they answered together. "What about you?"
"Same here."
The three of them talked for the whole journey—along the mountains, through the forest, and over lakes. It was a long trip. By the time they got to Hogwarts it was almost dinnertime. Lily's stomach was groaning for food, while her mind was full to the rim.
They could see the castle loom closer and closer as they slowly crossed the lake. It was beautiful; paintings were hung all over, moving paintings at that!
"Hello, I am the Hogwarts headmistress, Professor O' Neal. When I open these doors, please make your way to the front of the Great Hall. When I call your name, please sit down on the stool, and I will place the Sorting Hat on you head. It will pick the precise house you will be placed in. The houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin," said a very tall, polite lady. "Any questions…? Good, follow me!"
Lily walked hesitantly down the walkway between four long tables. All the other students' eyes seemed to be following them all suspiciously. She was more nervous than she had ever been in her entire life! She was dazing into space when her name was called for her to step up to the Sorting Hat.
"Lily Evans?"
Author's Note: Okay, sorry if it was a little stupid! I just need to get into my story before it gets to be good! Lol! Well, your review would really help, so get to it! Why are you reading this when you could be reviewing!? *^_^*