A/N- well, I decided to add a bit of an Epilouge with info on the sequel. I
hope you all liked this story, I had fun writing it. It took me about a
year to do it, maybe more. This will probably be really short, but you can
look for the sequel right after this (as I hope to post it ASAP). Thanks to
all my great reviewers, I had a great time. Thanks for your support. I hope
to see you in the sequel.
Disclaimer- I own nothing.
Lily's Lake
Epilouge
Years Later
Anya Jones walked silently down a London street, her face facing forward, never looking to the side. She had much to be scared of. Voldemort was back. Voldemort wanted her dead. But she was too full of hate for him to be scared of him. The same for Sirius Black. Dumbledore kept trying to convince her Sirius Black was innocent, but she couldn't believe that Peter, who he said was to blame, could really do that. Weak Peter? Why would Voldemort want weak Peter? Sirius was James' best friend. Sirius was the better ally. Sirius had to be to blame. She reached the orphanage, where fifteen girls were playing out front. She slowed her walk, and finally looked to her side. Her eyes caught on a girl sitting on the steps of the orphanage with another girl, talking. She would have known her anywhere. Erika. She had her mother's eyes, like Harry. Her whole face belonged to her mother. Her hair, however, was like Harry's, just like James', jet black and messy. Even for a girl. It hurt her to look at her. She saw her mother, and Anya had to turn her head and keep walking.
She had been summoned to see Dumbledore at Hogwarts. She climbed the stairs to Dumbledore's office, remembering how often she had been in this school, laughing with Lily, Andrea, and Netta, playing pranks on the boys, or the Slytherins, or so many things. It all seemed so long ago. Dumbledore was waiting in his office. "Miss Jones," he said, and Anya quietly sat. "Hello, Headmaster," Anya whispered. "How have you been, Miss Jones?" Dumbledore asked, gazing at her through his spectacles. "Fine, Headmaster, you?" Anya asked. "Fine. Have you seen Mr. or Miss Potter?" Dumbledore asked. Anya nodded. "And how are they?" he asked. "I saw Harry two weeks ago. He's growing up really fast. He's going to be in 7th year this year," Anya said, then swallowed, "I saw Erika today, before I came here. She's so grown up! They both. they both look so much like their parents." Dumbledore nodded, and whispered, "They do, don't they?" There was silence. "Miss Jones, the acceptance letters are coming out soon. Harry's made Head Boy," Dumbledore said. Anya smiled, "Just like James was. Maybe he'll be equally successful." Dumbledore nodded, then continued, "Erika's getting her letter this year, in case you've forgotten." Anya nodded. She hadn't forgotten. She'd thought about it for weeks now. Soon, Erika would know everything. "Miss Jones, the three of you are all in increasing danger. Every moment you spend outside Hogwarts is a moment you could be killed. Harry and Erika will be protected here, but you." Dumbledore said. Anya nodded, and glanced out the window. Anya knew what waited for her outside these doors. A dark wizard looking forward to her death, just like her friends' and familys'. "Miss Jones, I would like to make you part of our staff. Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has recently retired, due to heavy pressure. I would like you to take his place. You know a lot about the subject, you would be safe, and you will be able to explain things much better to Mr. and Miss Potter," Dumbledore said. Anya turned to look at him. She hadn't been expecting that. She nodded. "Allright, Headmaster, I suppose I could." she said. "Wonderful. I have a feeling this year is going to be a very exciting year," Dumbledore told her.
A/N- that's all of that, but I'M NOT DONE!!! I want to give you guys another treat before I say goodbye. It's part of Chapter 1 of the sequel!!! So, listen up!!!
Erika
I heard footsteps, and the hooting of an owl. Confused, I waited for a second before the door opened. A boy, in his late teens, opened the door, and looked down on me. "Does Harry Potter live here?" I asked, trying to find my voice. "Yeah, that's me," the boy answered. "Um, my name's Erika, and I got this letter in the mail the other day. it said something about a school named Hogwarts, and it also sent me this," I said, and held out the letter from "AJ". Harry Potter took it, and read it through. Then he looked up at me. "Let me get this straight, your name is Erika Rose Potter, and you're my sister?" Harry Potter asked.
(Here's another part!)
The Leaky Cauldron As told by Megan Alhide ******
I tossed and turned on the bed in my room. Nightmares kept grabbing me in my sleep. "Megan! Megan!" "Sister! Sister, come here!" Ruth yelled. The little girl in my dream moved towards the bigger one, Ruth. Ruth reached down, and touched the little one's cheek. "Do you want me to tell Grandfather that you found a rabbit and have kept it?" Ruth asked. "Please, Ruth, don't tell!" the little one cried. "I won't, so long as you kill it," Ruth answered. "Ruth, please," the little one begged. "You won't kill it, little sister?" Ruth asked, pretending to be kind. "It's a shame, you'd be good at it. I guess I'll have to do it then," Ruth added. "Ruth! Please, no!" the little girl cried. I rolled in my sleep again. "Please, don't let this happen," I pleaded with myself. "Don't make me remember."
A/N- allright, now that you all think I'm crazy, I'm going to say goodbye. *Look for the sequel to Lily's Lake, called "Erika"*. It will probably be under "Characters-All" category, or you could just look for it under my profile. Well, until next time, BYE!!!
Comments or alerts for updates, email me at StarlightEve111@aol.com
Disclaimer- I own nothing.
Lily's Lake
Epilouge
Years Later
Anya Jones walked silently down a London street, her face facing forward, never looking to the side. She had much to be scared of. Voldemort was back. Voldemort wanted her dead. But she was too full of hate for him to be scared of him. The same for Sirius Black. Dumbledore kept trying to convince her Sirius Black was innocent, but she couldn't believe that Peter, who he said was to blame, could really do that. Weak Peter? Why would Voldemort want weak Peter? Sirius was James' best friend. Sirius was the better ally. Sirius had to be to blame. She reached the orphanage, where fifteen girls were playing out front. She slowed her walk, and finally looked to her side. Her eyes caught on a girl sitting on the steps of the orphanage with another girl, talking. She would have known her anywhere. Erika. She had her mother's eyes, like Harry. Her whole face belonged to her mother. Her hair, however, was like Harry's, just like James', jet black and messy. Even for a girl. It hurt her to look at her. She saw her mother, and Anya had to turn her head and keep walking.
She had been summoned to see Dumbledore at Hogwarts. She climbed the stairs to Dumbledore's office, remembering how often she had been in this school, laughing with Lily, Andrea, and Netta, playing pranks on the boys, or the Slytherins, or so many things. It all seemed so long ago. Dumbledore was waiting in his office. "Miss Jones," he said, and Anya quietly sat. "Hello, Headmaster," Anya whispered. "How have you been, Miss Jones?" Dumbledore asked, gazing at her through his spectacles. "Fine, Headmaster, you?" Anya asked. "Fine. Have you seen Mr. or Miss Potter?" Dumbledore asked. Anya nodded. "And how are they?" he asked. "I saw Harry two weeks ago. He's growing up really fast. He's going to be in 7th year this year," Anya said, then swallowed, "I saw Erika today, before I came here. She's so grown up! They both. they both look so much like their parents." Dumbledore nodded, and whispered, "They do, don't they?" There was silence. "Miss Jones, the acceptance letters are coming out soon. Harry's made Head Boy," Dumbledore said. Anya smiled, "Just like James was. Maybe he'll be equally successful." Dumbledore nodded, then continued, "Erika's getting her letter this year, in case you've forgotten." Anya nodded. She hadn't forgotten. She'd thought about it for weeks now. Soon, Erika would know everything. "Miss Jones, the three of you are all in increasing danger. Every moment you spend outside Hogwarts is a moment you could be killed. Harry and Erika will be protected here, but you." Dumbledore said. Anya nodded, and glanced out the window. Anya knew what waited for her outside these doors. A dark wizard looking forward to her death, just like her friends' and familys'. "Miss Jones, I would like to make you part of our staff. Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has recently retired, due to heavy pressure. I would like you to take his place. You know a lot about the subject, you would be safe, and you will be able to explain things much better to Mr. and Miss Potter," Dumbledore said. Anya turned to look at him. She hadn't been expecting that. She nodded. "Allright, Headmaster, I suppose I could." she said. "Wonderful. I have a feeling this year is going to be a very exciting year," Dumbledore told her.
A/N- that's all of that, but I'M NOT DONE!!! I want to give you guys another treat before I say goodbye. It's part of Chapter 1 of the sequel!!! So, listen up!!!
Erika
I heard footsteps, and the hooting of an owl. Confused, I waited for a second before the door opened. A boy, in his late teens, opened the door, and looked down on me. "Does Harry Potter live here?" I asked, trying to find my voice. "Yeah, that's me," the boy answered. "Um, my name's Erika, and I got this letter in the mail the other day. it said something about a school named Hogwarts, and it also sent me this," I said, and held out the letter from "AJ". Harry Potter took it, and read it through. Then he looked up at me. "Let me get this straight, your name is Erika Rose Potter, and you're my sister?" Harry Potter asked.
(Here's another part!)
The Leaky Cauldron As told by Megan Alhide ******
I tossed and turned on the bed in my room. Nightmares kept grabbing me in my sleep. "Megan! Megan!" "Sister! Sister, come here!" Ruth yelled. The little girl in my dream moved towards the bigger one, Ruth. Ruth reached down, and touched the little one's cheek. "Do you want me to tell Grandfather that you found a rabbit and have kept it?" Ruth asked. "Please, Ruth, don't tell!" the little one cried. "I won't, so long as you kill it," Ruth answered. "Ruth, please," the little one begged. "You won't kill it, little sister?" Ruth asked, pretending to be kind. "It's a shame, you'd be good at it. I guess I'll have to do it then," Ruth added. "Ruth! Please, no!" the little girl cried. I rolled in my sleep again. "Please, don't let this happen," I pleaded with myself. "Don't make me remember."
A/N- allright, now that you all think I'm crazy, I'm going to say goodbye. *Look for the sequel to Lily's Lake, called "Erika"*. It will probably be under "Characters-All" category, or you could just look for it under my profile. Well, until next time, BYE!!!
Comments or alerts for updates, email me at StarlightEve111@aol.com