Author's Note- Ok, did anyone like the last chapter? Just for everyone to know, this is possibly the worst chapter ever, FOR LILY, not us. It's summer, and she's still fighting with James. Her friends do some get togethers, and Violet has a reason to celebrate. But celebration soon turns to tears. I'll give you a hint: it includes fire. Can you guess? Oh well, you'll find out soon enough. This will include numerous diary entries from numerous peoples. Disclamer- Do I have to keep saying this? I don't own anything.
Lily's Lake
Chapter 16
I woke up in my room, for the first time in a while. I could hear Petunia snoring across the hallway, telling me it wasn't that late in the morning. I looked at my alarm clock. It was 7:30, perfect.
I got out of bed and got dressed. It was the first day of my vacation, yesterday I had gotten off the train.
Downstairs, Mum was cooking. Dad had just left for work.
"Is anyone else up?" I asked.
"No, you and I are the only woke ones in the house. For once, it's quiet," Mum said, sighing.
"How is everything here, I mean, while I was gone?" I asked, sitting down at the table.
"Oh, it was fine. Petunia is taking you two to get fit for your dresses today! You're going to be a bridesmaid, and Violet's going to be the flower girl!" Mum said.
"Oh, great, Petunia has horrible taste in clothing. She'll probably pick out something green," I said.
"Oh! That's the perfect dress! Don't you think so?" Petunia cried.
I stared down at the dress I was wearing, then looked up at Petunia.
"Petunia, it's green. That's not a traditional wedding color," I said, holding the skirt.
"I think it's perfect, don't you, Marcia?" Petunia asked, turning to her best friend, also the maid of honor.
"Yes, it is pretty. It brings out her eyes. Besides, this will look good on all the other girls too," Marcia said.
Violet came strutting out of the dressing room with a blue and white dress on. She wasn't very happy.
"Petunia! This dress looks horrible!" Violet cried.
"Yes, it does. Excuse me, do you have any flower girl dresses in green?" Petunia asked the sales lady.
"Green?" Violet and I asked.
"Yes, it brings out your eyes, just like Marcia said," Petunia answered.
"We should have known," Violet and I whispered together.
After Violet had tried on two dresses, Petunia finally decided and we were allowed to leave. Petunia dropped us off at home, and then her and Marcia went to meet their friends at the café.
"How was the fitting?" Mum asked.
"I told you Petunia would pick out something green, for both of us," I said, sitting down at the table.
"Well, at least you're in the wedding," Mum told us.
"That was your idea. I'd rather vomit," I replied.
"Lily, be nice. Now, both of you, I have some chores for you," Mum said.
Violet and I groaned, but took the list anyway.
Violet wanted something really badly, we all knew what it was. Petunuia tried not to notice, she was completely against it. Mum and Dad were supporting her, and so was I. She wanted a letter like I got from Hogwarts, she wanted to be a witch. I would really have liked her to get in, but I wasn't expected to hear from Hogwarts until August.
One day, I was telling Violet about Hogwarts when Petunia walked in.
"What are you still talking about that school of yours, sister? Don't get Violet excited, she's not a witch," Petunia said.
"How do you know? I could be! You just don't want two witch sisiters!" Violet yelled.
"There's nothing wrong with being a witch, Petunia," I told my sister.
"That's your point of veiw, Lily, not mine," Petunia answered.
"How do you know your point of veiw is right?" Violet asked.
"How do you know your's is?" Petunia asked.
Mum walked inot the room at that very same moment. She sighed when she saw the three of us at each other's necks.
"Girls, girls, calm down. Really, you need to learn to get along. I'm growing old of these fights," Mum said, getting a glass of water.
"Mum, Violet wants to be a witch, though!" Petunia stated.
"And what's wrong with that? I would be proud to have two witches in the family, just as proud as I am to have one!" Mum said.
Petunia groaned, and left the room.
* * *
Petunia's diary entry from that night
Dear Diary,
You know Lily gets on my nerves a lot, I write about her often. I write most of all about her being a witch. I walked into a converstation between my two little sisters. They were talking about the school Lily goes to, Hoptwats or something like that. Violet wants to be a witch. We got into an arugement, and Mum broke us up, as usual. She said she would be proud to have Violet being a witch, as proud as she is of Lily. Lily is all she and Dad talk about! Lily this, Lily that, Petunia, why can't you be more like Lily? It drives my crazy! Thank goodness when I marry Vernon I can leave her, and I will not even look back at my sister. And, if Violet becomes a witch, I don't think I'll be able to stand it! Two sisters! I don't know if Lily knows it, but Mum and Dad talk about her a lot, and she spends all her time at school! I am home all the time, and see Mum and Dad more often then her, and they still talk about her more! Urgh! It drives me crazy!
Petunia
* * *
Back to Lily Evan's POV
My friends and I kept in close contact. Occasionally one of us would pull the Floo Powder act, and show up at each other's houses. (Anya scared the whits out of Petunia when she fell out of the fireplace while I was in the kitchen and Petunia was in the Living Room. It was really funny, actually.)
It was late July, and Violet was getting more and more nervous about wether or not she would get a letter. For her sake, I hoped she did.
"LANA should go out one of these days, like a night out," Anya said while my friends and I sat in my room.
"I really need a night away from Petunia. She is crazy, I swear. Yesterday she accused me of poisoning her breakfast with my 'weirdness'!" I cried.
"Really? Oh, I wonder if that would work on my sister," Anya thought for a moment.
"Oh, look, there's James," Andrea said from the window.
"Oh, really you guys, stop it. I know you six have this little plan worked out to get us back together. It's obvious. Besides, you don't usuall sneak out of the Common Room five minutes behind each other," I said.
"We've been caught," Anya said, and did this dramatic dieing act.
"Was it that obvious?" Netta asked.
"I've known you for going on 7 years, I think I'd know when you are up to something," I said.
"Yo, dead girl, I don't want any dead smells on my bedspread. Mum would kill me, and then there would be two causes for the smell," I added, yelling at Anya who was laying across my bed.
"You know, once we go to Hogwarts this upcoming year, it will be our last time," Anya said, sitting up.
"I know. What am I going to do know that I don't know for sure what I'm going to be doing over the school year?" I asked.
"Doing your job, whatever it is. I feel sorry for the person who hires Anya," Andrea said.
"I'm not that bad, am I?" Anya asked.
"Worse," Netta answered.
"Oh no, what time is it?" Anya cried, picking up my clock.
"Two minutes to four, why?" I asked.
"I promised my mum I'd be home by four. She's going to kill me," Anya said, running towards the door.
We followed her downstairs. One by one my friends left. Violet walked into the living room, closely followed by Petunia.
"Are they gone yet?" Petunia asked.
"Yes, sister dearest, they are gone," I answered sarcasticly.
Petuina smiled in the same way.
* * *
Somewhere else in the great vastness of the world… at the same time…
"Why hasn't this been taken care of?" an angry and cold voice demanded.
"It took longer than I thought to locate them! It won't take much longer, I promise!" a very frightened voice pleaded.
"Just get it taken care of! We must move on! Taking care of such little things is taking too long!" the angry voice said.
There were footsteps in the hallway outside of the room. Then there was a knock at the door.
"Master, the young master is here to see you," a voice said from outside.
"Let him it!" the angry voice yelled.
The door opened and a death eater with a boy who looked to be in his teens came in. The angry man turned back to the frightened one, who knelt on the hard stone floor.
"Take care of this, or I shall have to take care of you! Do you understand?" the angry man demanded.
"Yes, yes, my master. I understand," the frightened man said, and hurried from the room.
The frightened man hurried down the hall. He hated getting on the wrong side of the Dark Lord. It always ended in pain or death. If the young master hadn't shown up, he probably would have been in pain.
This mission was going to be the death of him! If only he could locate the where abouts of Lily Evans!
* * *
A few days later
As told by Lily Evans
I woke up early on the morning my school letter was expected. From the sounds in the next room I could tell Violet was awake to, probably hoping and praying. Petunia was still sleeping, as snoring was coming from her room. That's when I liked her best, sleeping.
I got up and got dressed. I left my room and walked over to Violets. I knocked, and opened the door.
"Vi?" I asked.
Vi was sitting at her desk, fully dressed, doing, what appeared to be, absolutely nothing.
"Worried, huh?" I asked.
"I'm 11 years old. If I don't get a letter, that means I'm not a witch," Violet answered.
"Come on, Vi, let's go get some breakfast," I said.
All the way downstairs, I tried to make up some bad things that goes with being a witch. Violet was a little startled.
In the kitchen I managed to find the Bsquik, and made us some pancakes. Since no one else was awake, the two of us ate the pancakes together at the kitchen table. I started making up bad stuff about being a witch, so Violet's feelings wouldn't be put down if a letter from Hogwarts didn't come for her.
"Lily, do you think I'll get a letter?" Violet asked.
"I don't know, Vi, I honestly don't know," I answered, poruing some syrup over another pancake.
"Lily, that's your 8th pancake. Are you ok?" Violet asked.
"Well then, Miss-You-Eat-Too-Many-Pancakes, your on your 10th," I said.
"That's right, isn't it?" Violet asked.
I nodded. Violet snapped her fingers. The two of us started laughing. I heard something move upstairs.
"Sh! I think Petunia woke up," I whispered.
"Let's go see," Violet said.
The two of us snuck upstairs. As we walked up the stairs I tried to think about why on Earth Petunia still lived with Mum and Dad if she was 19 years old, and perfectly capable of having a place of her own.
I opened the door to Petunia's room. She was asleep in bed. That was a relief. And, to add to my gladness, she was drooling from the mouth.
I put my hand over my mouth to hide a giggle, then closed the door.
"It wasn't her," I whispered.
"Lily… it's coming from your room," Violet whispered.
I walked across the hall and opened my door. A large tawny owl was sitting on my bed (Mandy was shooting it 'if looks could kill' looks from her cage). I walked over to the owl, and unclipped the thing (or things) dangling from it's leg.
"It's from Hogwarts," I whispered.
"Is there a letter for me?" Violet asked eagerly.
I frowned, and whispered, "No."
A/N- Come on! I'm not that mean am I? Rewind to "Is there a letter for me?"
I smiled, and looked up at my sister.
"To Miss Violet Evans," I read proudly.
Violet shrieked with delight, and tore open the letter. She then hugged me so tight I think I went blue in the face.
"I did it, Lily! I got into Hogwarts! I'm a witch! Mum! Dad!" Violet shrieked with joy, then added, "Witches don't really have to lay down in burning coals to pass through 7th year, do they?"
My door opened, and Petunia stood there very angrily.
"What is going on in here? Some people are trying to sleep!" Petunia cried.
Violet ran up, hugged Petunia, and pushed past her out of the door towards Mum and Dad's room.
"Violet just got a letter from Hogwarts. She's know a first-year," I said proudly.
Petunia's face turned chalk white, and I thought she was about to faint.
"Getting a little wozy there, sister? I know, it's such a big honor. Know you have two witch sisters, and one of them is Head Girl!" I said, grinning with delight and showing off my Head Girl pin.
"Violet's a witch! That's great!" Anya said when I told her the news.
"Isn't it. She's really happy. Petunia's locked herself in her room after I told her," I said.
"I think we should do a get together," Anya said.
"A get together?" I asked.
"Yeah, you know, the four of us go somewhere without parents. We can invite Violet to come, too. And we can celebrate you being Head Girl, too," Anya said, cheerfully.
"How about, that restaurant they just put up down by Diagon Alley?" I asked.
"Ok. I'll ask my mum, talk to Netta and Andrea, and then contact you again," Anya said, and disappeared.
After that was all worked out I went into the kitchen. Violet was beyond excited, and Petunia had finally came out of her room.
"You and Violet aren't going to be here tonight? Dang, how come you couldn't have done it another night?" Petunia asked.
"You actually want us around?" I asked.
"No. It's just that I won't be home tonight either, so I won't be able to enjoy an evening without you," Petunia said.
"Too bad," Violet answered.
"Where are you going, Petunia?" Mum asked.
"Oh, Vernon is taking me to look at a few chapels, and then we're going out to dinner," Petunia answered.
"What time are your friends picking you two up, Lily?" Mum asked.
"Around four o'clock. We want to show Violet Diagon Alley, and I have to get some money out of my vault," I said.
"Oh, why don't I get the money your father and I are giving Vi, so you can put that in an account while your there," Mum said.
"OK," I answered.
Violet was rereading her letter in the living room when I left my room. I had my purse with me, with the folded money Mum had given us for Vi's account.
"They should be here any minute," I said.
"Exactly how are they picking us up?" Violet asked, folding her letter up and putting it in her pocket.
"Anya borrowed her mum's car, she's driving us," I answered, sitting down next to her.
A car horn honked outside. Petunia ran down the stairs, dressed up in a pink dress with flowers.
"That'd be Vernon! Bye, Mum! Bye, Dad! I won't be home too late!" Petunia said, and ran out the door.
"Bye, honey!" Mum cried after Petunia. Dad waved from the front porch.
Mum walked into the living room, drying her hands from doing dishes. She smiled at the two of us.
"Are my red-heads ready?" Mum asked.
"Yep. Anya should be here any minute," I answered.
"Do you have Violet's money, Lily?" Mum asked.
I nodded.
"Good."
Another car horn honked from outside.
"That must be Anya. Bye, Mum. See you later," I said, hugging Mum.
Violet hugged Mum too, and we ran out the door with a last, "Love you!"
Dad was working on the porch, putting in a swing. It was a wooden one he had bought a week before. I ran up and hugged him, and Violet followed.
"Bye Dad, love you!" Violet and I chorused.
We ran down the sidewalk and up to the blue car parked outside of our house. Anya was sitting in front, at the wheel. Andrea was sitting in one of the backseats.
"Hey, you guys," I said, opening the door.
"Hi, Lily. Hi, Violet. Get in. Lily, sit up front with me," Anya said, and I took my seat. Violet sat in the middle seat in the back.
We started to drive very slowly, and Andrea giggled.
"What?" I asked.
"James and Sirius are at James. Anya sent them a package of dungbombs just before we left our house. They should being opening it any minute," Andrea whispered.
Sure enough, a second later James and Sirius ran outside covered with brown stuff.
"Hey, Sirius, I thought you were a Purple Elephant, not a brown one!" Anya said, laughing.
We drove off to find where Netta lived. After a while Anya started looking at the map every five seconds.
"Are you sure we had to make that last turn?" Anya asked.
"Netta said turn down Sparklyer Street, so we turned down Sparklyer Street," Andrea answered.
"Are you sure it wasn't Storklyet Street?" Anya asked.
"It could have been…" Andrea answered.
"Oh! Great! Know we are miles from any civilization! We're lost!" Anya cried, waving her hands.
"Wo, keep your hands on the wheel. We should be here… or here…" I said, pointing at places on the map.
Suddenly Violet burst out laughing. We all turned to look at her.
"You do realize you passed Netta a minute ago, at her house. She was waving and everything," Violet answered.
Anya stopped the car, put it into reverse, told Andrea to duck down, and drove backwards to where Netta stood.
"Finally," Netta said when she got in.
"Lil', I hope being Head Girl won't change things, like you getting us into any trouble if we play any tricks on say… the Slytherins," Anya said.
"Of course not," I said, smiling.
A few minutes later the converstation turned to Violet's letter from Hogwarts.
"You'll get to see what life is really like at Hogwarts," Andrea said.
"The food is great, and the joke shop in Hogsmeade is awesome," Anya said, giggling.
"Oh, you should know," I said, punching Anya playfully.
We reached London, and parked outside the Leaky Cauldron. Violet walked open mouthed through Diagon Alley, and we brought her to Gringrotts and got her a vault. I had to change some of my gold into muggle money, then the five of us went to the restaurant.
"Diagon Alley is awesome! I can't wait to go school shopping!" Violet cried, happy as can be.
"Mum and Dad will bring us later in August," I said.
We sat our table, sipping our drinks since our meal still wasn't out. (Anya was getting ready to shake the waiter and ask him where our meals were.)
"What's your favorite subject?" Violet asked each of us.
"Well, Lily's top at Charms. James Potter is top at Transfiguration. Remus Lupin is top at Defense Against the Dark Arts. Peter Pettigrew is top at Herbology. Andrea here is top at Arithmancy. Anya here is top at Muggle Studies. And I'm top at History of Magic," Netta said.
"Anyone can be top at History of Magic. After all, the teacher is dead," Anya whispered.
Netta slapped her head.
"The teacher is dead?" Violet asked.
"Yeah, he died and now he's a ghost. Still teachs though. It's a boring class but you get used to it," I answered.
Violet gasped, and smiled.
"I think I'm going to like this school," Violet said.
"Don't break a single rule around McGonagall, she'd probably kill you with detentions," Andrea advised.
"I won't," Violet answered.
"Most of the ghosts are friendly. Except Peeves, he's rude and loves to play tricks," Anya said.
"Like a certain girl we know," I said, glancing at Anya.
"Hey, Lil', you like to do jokes too, if I might remember a few Christmas gifts from LANA, which were all your idea," Anya said.
"Oh, those," I whispered.
"What did you do?" Violet asked.
"Just sent the boys some trick presents. I think we terrorized them with those," I answered.
"Yeah, LANA isn't very well behaved," Netta said.
"LANA?" Violet asked.
"Lily, Anya, Netta, and Andrea put together makes LANA," I explained.
Violet nodded.
A waiter appeared with our food. Andrea wrinkled her nose.
"Ew, snails," she whispered.
"That's what you get when you order escargo," Anya said, patting Andrea on the shoulder.
One the way home we dropped off Netta first. Next was Violet and I. We rode through the country rodes.
"I wonder if Petunia's home yet," I said.
Andrea grunted in her sleep. Her head was resting on the window, and Violet's was resting on the other. Neither was snoring, thank goodness. Anya and I were the only ones awake.
"Well, you'll have another Evans in Hogwarts," Anya said.
"Yeah. It'll be great. I wonder what house she'll end up in. Maybe Gryffindor, but she's smart enough to be put in Ravenclaw," I said, looking back at my sister.
"She'll make some enemies," Anya said.
"But she'll also make some friends, like us," I reminded Anya.
"You're house will come up in just a few minutes. You'd better wake Violet up," Anya told me.
I reached back and shook Violet awake.
"What? What?" Violet asked.
"Were almost home. Come on, get your stuff together," I said.
As we approached my house I saw a stream of cars parked on the side of the road. I got a very bad feeling inside.
"What's going on? Is there suppose to be a party tonight?" Anya asked me.
"No. It's supposed to be quiet. Somethings wrong, Anya. Let us out," I said.
Anya slowed the car, and Violet and I hopped out of the car. Anya told us she would find somewhere to park, and then the two of them would catch up with us (Andrea had woken up when I woke Violet).
"Come on, Vi," I said, taking my sister's hand.
We made our way through the crowd of cars. Then I saw a police car, a fire truck… and, and ambulance. Violet and I started to run.
Then we saw the problem. Violet and I froze in place. A fire raging, from the first floor windows of my house.
"What's going on? Where's Mum and Dad?" Violet asked.
"I don't know. Come on, maybe they're over there," I said, taking Violet's hand.
We ran over to a few people were huddled.
"What's going on? What's happening?" I asked the people.
They turned around. Mrs. Potter hugged us.
"Violet! Lily! You're ok! Oh, thank God! You're allright!" she cried, hugging us again.
"Where's Mum and Dad?" I asked.
"I don't know. They're still inside. The fire fighters are trying to control the fire," Mrs. Potter answered.
"What? They're still inside?" I cried.
"Lily, Violet, you can't go inside. All you can do is wait," Mrs. Potter said.
A moment later Petunia ran up. She asked the same questions we did, and got the same answers. Then she stalked off somewhere to cry. Violet and I hugged each other, and were crying.
The only thoughts that went through my mind were Mum and Dad were inside that inferno trap, and they still couldn't find them.
An hour later the fire was out. A fire fighter walked up to us, and asked us to come with them.
"We need you three to idenify the bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Evans," the fire fighter said.
Violet let out a wail. I took her hand and told her to wait here. Through my tears I followed the fire fighter through my front yard and to the place where two bodies were covered in white sheets. They lifted the first sheet. My father's face stared up at me. A look of fear was imprinted on it.
"That's my father," I answered simply.
Petunia nodded in agreement.
The lifted the other sheet. Mum wore a similar look of fear as Dad did. More tears welled up in my eyes. They really are dead. They really are. These are their bodies. They really are dead.
"That's our mother," Petunia said.
I could only nod. The fire fighter led us back over to were Violet sat. She looked up at me with pleading eyes. I nodded. She hugged me tight, and I hugged her too.
Eventually Violet was embraced by Mrs. Potter, and taken over to the Potter house. Everyone else packed up and left. Petunia returned with Violet to the Potter house. I stayed and looked towards my house.
"Lily, are you still out here?" James asked, coming up behind me.
"The firefighters said my parents didn't die in the fire. They were already dead," I whispered.
James nodded.
"I know. I heard," he said.
"They were murdered, James, murdered. And they'll never come back. I'll never return home to find my parents smiling at me," I said.
James hugged me, and I cried on his shoulder.
A few days later Mrs. Potter brought us to Mum and Dad's lawyer, to go over their will. We met the rest of the family there. Everyone was sad. My sisters and I were called into his office, and we sat in the chairs provided for us.
"Your parents left most of their estate to you three, to be divided equally among you. All their money goes to you. Their land, to who ever wants it. Will you brin in their Aunt Lucy?" the lawyer said the last sentence to his secretary, who let Aunt Lucy in.
"In their will, you parents wanted their children to live with their Aunt, Miss Lucille. Miss Lucille, will you except having the children live with you?" the lawyer asked.
"Of course. The girls can stay with me," Aunt Lucy answered.
After that Mrs. Potter took us back to her house. Aunt Lucy would come and pick us up the next afternoon.
In the room I shared my sisters I looked through the letters my friends had sent me after they found out.
"Lily, Mrs. Potter is going to take us home so we can get our stuff," Violet said, walking into the room.
Only the first floor had been burnt, and not that badly actually. We were told we could go in, but only if we had an adult with us.
"Ok, I'll be right down," I said, and put my letters into the bag by my bed.
Mrs. Potter, Violet, Petunia, and James (Sirius had left about an hour before the fire) were waiting downstairs by the door.
"Ok, ready then? Let's go," Mrs. Potter said.
Inside the house it was pretty grim. We had slowly been emptying it out, and the Potter's living room was full of stuff in boxes. Everything we wanted from the kitchen, living room, and all the other rooms on the first floor were packed. We went upstairs to the second floor. I had packed very little of my room. Mrs. Potter had brought over tons of boxes, and divided them. Her and James drifted in and out of rooms helping. I packed up my clothes, and brought those downstairs and outside where the other boxes sat.
While I was packing James walked in.
"Need any help?" James asked.
"Yeah. Can you help me carry my school trunk downstairs? It's too heavy for me alone," I said.
"Sure. I'll take this side, and you take that side," James said, and we carried it down the stairs.
In about four hours, the house was empty of everything we wanted to take, and we had carried the last of the boxes inside to the Potter's house. Aunt Lucy was going to bring a U-haul truck with her when she came.
"Anyone up for some hot cocca?" Mrs. Potter asked.
"I'll help make it," I said, and smiled a little.
Mrs. Potter smiled broadly, and agreed. I think she was happy she had made me smile, even if it was just a little bit.
In the kitchen, Mrs. Potter brought up a subject I was worried about too.
"Does your Aunt know you and Violet are witchs?" Mrs. Potter asked.
"No, she doesn't," I answered.
"Well, you're going to have to tell her. If you want, we can tell her when she comes to pick you up. I'll help, if you'd like," Mrs. Potter offered.
"Thank you," I said, and helped carry in the tray with the hot cocca in it.
Everyone was in the living room, surrounded by the boxes. Violet, James, Petunia, and I were packed on the couch, and Mr. and Mrs. Potter sat in the love seat. Everything else was covered in boxes. We talked mostly about James and I being Head Girl and Head Boy (Petunia left for bed very early), and also about a few other subjects.
Aunt Lucy arrived right on time. She rode in a limo with a U-haul truck behind it. She hugged the three of us the moment she saw us.
"Lucy, the girls would like to talk to you about something," Mrs. Potter said.
"Whatever would that be?" Aunt Lucy asked, but allowed us to bring her into a side room where none of the workers would over hear us.
"Aunt Lucy, do you believe in witches?" I asked, biting in my lip.
"I don't know, why, girls?" she asked.
"Well, Lucy, Lily, Violet, and I are all witches. Lily and Violet are going to a boarding school that teaches them magic. Lily is in the graduating class, and Violet starts this year," Mrs. Potter said.
"Girls, is this so?" Aunt Lucy asked.
We nodded.
"Well, then! What a delightful trio you shall be in our family! But, what about Petunia?" Aunt Lucy asked, smiling.
"I'm not a witch, thank goodness," Petunia snapped.
"All you'll need to do is bring us to London to go shopping sometime, and drop us off at King's Cross Station on September 1st," I said.
"Oh, girls, don't worry. It's fine. Let's see, do you have all your things?" Aunt Lucy asked.
We nodded.
I held my bag at my side. Violet and Petunia did the same.
"Well, we better move along then. Mellie and Daniel are expecting to eat dinner with their cousins," Aunt Lucy said, smiling.
"Ok."
We went out to the front hall. Everything had been loaded up into the U-Haul truck. We were ready to go. Now, it was time for the goodbyes.
"Bye, Mrs. Potter. Bye, Mr. Potter. Thank you for taking us in," Petunia, Violet, and I said as we hugged them.
"We would do it any time. If you ever need any help on anything, we're always here," Mrs. Potter said.
Violet said goodbye to James, and Petunia just walked by with her nose in the air. I walked over to him.
"Bye, James," I said, and hugged him.
"Bye, Lily," he answered.
"I'll see you in Hogwarts in just a month," I said, and hugged him again. While I was hugging him, I whispered, "I hope we can still be friends."
He grinned, and I kissed him on the cheek before following Petunia out the door.
Our rooms at Aunt Lucy's were large. My room was in the middle, with Violet on one side, and Petunia on the other. Mellie's room was across from mine, and Daniel's was across from Violet's. Aunt Lucy's was across from Petunia's, and the guest room on Petunia's other side.
I wasn't used to not having to make my bed in the morning. I wasn't used to having wine at dinner. I wasn't used to any of it.
Mellie was always talking about her social life. She had been with so and so at this party. So and so was holding a get together later this month. And so on and so forth. Violet and I were both counting down to when we get to go to Hogwarts. One day, we decided to ask Aunt Lucy to take us to London to get our school supplies. She agreed, and drove us to London.
"Are you sure you don't need any money or anything?" she asked as we got out of the limo.
"We're fine, Aunt Lucy. Remember, Mum and Dad left all their money to Petunia, Violet, and I?" I asked.
"Oh yes, of course. Well, I have some shopping to do myself, and Mellie here does as well, so we'll see you here at… 7:00?" Aunt Lucy asked.
"Ok! See you then!" we agreed, and left through the Leaky Cauldron.
"Are we going to exchange all our muggle money for wizard gold?" Violet asked as we walked down Diagon Alley.
"Not all, but some," I said.
After we left Gringrotts (Violet was slightly green) we started to shop for her stuff, picking up my stuff whenever we needed it.
We talked as we shopped.
"I want to be in your house, Lily, Gryffindor. Either that or Ravenclaw," Violet said.
"You'd make a great Gryffindor or a great Ravenclaw as well," I said, smiling at my sister.
When we arrived at King's Cross I spotted Anya right away. Anya, Violet, and I walked through the barrier. Violet left us, and went to find her own compartment, and Netta and Andrea joined us.
"Here's the rule on this ride, no talking about what happened, deal? Because as long as I don't think about it, I'm happy, ok?" I asked.
My friends nodded, and launched into a spirited conversation on wether or not Serverus Snape used shampoo. I was so tired, I think I fell asleep and woke to find my friends telling me we were at Hogsmeade.
Author's Note- Ok, I realize the train ride was stupid. I have something to say to you, and I don't know if I should say it. In my original plans, Violet was supposed to die along with the parents. But, I got to soft hearted, and found out a way to make Violet survive. When we return it's the 7th year for Lily (she's Head Girl), Violet's sorting, and so on. Now, go on and be a good reader, and review. Thanxs! ~Starlight Eve~
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