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Chapter three

The rest of the summer past quickly for Lily and her new friends. She still mailed Sierra every day, and called her every other. But she found that she didn't mind having Sirius and Melody next door. They were even better at pulling pranks than she was, and although they could be a bit odd; they were so very fun!

They would pull some sort of prank on someone each day, and soon everyone around their part of town knew about them. Lily had come out of the shell of her shyness. She had found that there was no reason for her to be shy now that she knew people could like her.

She realized that she had already known, but hadn't acted on it.

And now, when school started again, she would be able to.

Petunia even thought Melody and Sirius were fun, although she was a year older than they were.

Towards the end of the summer, Lily woke up to her mother and father arguing loudly.

She couldn't remember ever hearing her parents arguing before, although no doubt they had when she was not around.

Lily dressed and walked down the stairs, wondering what her parents were talking about.

The kitchen door was shut, but Lily could make out some of what they were saying through it.

"Richard—not ready yet..."

"Not another—I told you—We have to..."

"Tell—Lily?"

Lily heard them say her name, and walked through the door, into their beautiful kitchen.

"Tell me what?" she asked.

"Don't you know it's rude to eavesdrop and interrupt?" her father asked, laughing nervously.

Lily wasn't looking at him. She was staring at the honey colored owl that was perched on their table.

"We got a pet?"

Iris Evans looked slightly uncomfortable for a moment. "Not exact—not yet, Lily. But we have something to tell you."

The girl pushed her hair back, over her shoulder, with one hand, the way she always did. It was loose around her face also. Then she looked at her parents.

What? she thought. Did someone die or something?

"What?" she said.

Or did I do something wrong? Oh God.

Richard and Iris sat down at the same time.

"What?" she asked again. Her voice cracked slightly this time. Her parents looked casual, though, so Lily sat down across the small round table and stared at them. It felt as if she were being interrogated.

Iris smiled and pushed her long brown hair back. "Lily, we have some good news for you."

"You look like you're on your way to a funeral," Lily joked.

Her father chuckled. "We're sorry about that. We didn't really know how to tell you or Petunia. We never thought you would get one. We thought it--" He glanced at his wife. "Perhaps we should tell you what we're talking about."

"Perhaps you should," Lily said.

Sure doesn't sound like good news...

"I'll just be blunt about it," Mrs. Evans said. "You're a witch, Lily."

Lily had been about to say some sort of sarcastic comment, when she heard what her mother had said.

What? Has mum gone off the deep end?

"Yes, honey," said her father. "You are a witch."

Lily's face had turned a strange shade. She was actually speechless. Whenever she had heard about someone being speechless, Lily had always thought that they were just exaggerating about it.

But she actually had nothing at all to say. And she couldn't even force any sound out.

Her parents exchanged worried glances at the pale color of their daughters' face.

Finally Lily got some words out. "I'm speechless."

"I knew we should have told them earlier," Richard said, standing up and fetching Lily some water.

Iris nodded. "Well, Lily. I am a witch, and your father is a wizard. We--"

"Witch?" Lily asked weakly. This sort of thing was for Petunia, not Lily. Lily didn't even believe in magic at all, and Petunia swore by it. Why were her parents trying to trick her like this?

"We went to a magical school called Hogwarts, but your father's family had a history of having children that were not magical, and mine well, we went to a doctor, who told us we couldn't have any magical children. So we didn't tell you, because we knew you would want it, when you couldn't have it."

That made Lily mad.

"I don't want it!" she yelled. "I don't want your stupid magic! I mean, hello! What have I been saying for my whole entire life? Magic does not exist, and if you believe that is does, well, maybe you might want to go see another type of doctor. And if it does exist, why don't you give it to Petunia? She loves magic!"

Mr. and Mrs. Evans looked stricken.

"Lily," her mother said quietly. "I know this isn't what you want, but there is a law that magical children have to go to special schools. If you don't, you'll be forced to live with a private tutor all by yourself. We would give this power to Petunia if we could, but we can't. Magic doesn't just choose people randomly. There is a reason you were chosen. Maybe you'll never know it, but you can't change it."

Lily looked down. "I have to go off to some school? But how do you know?"

"I went there," her father said. "We both did."

The girl was getting impatient. "But me, dad. How do you know?"

Iris' face broke out into a huge smile. "You got your letter."

Oh my God. They think I'm like psychic or something! Can't they just come right out and say it?

"Hogwarts sends out letters to all of the students who will be attending the school each year." Her mother sighed happily. "We were so happy when we saw that familiar envelope."

Lily's head whirled. She had just begun to make new friends, and was planning on her revenge on Ryan. And now she was going to leave. Another thought hit her. She would be going off to school. How would Sierra know where she was?

"No," said Lily, standing up and walking away. "I am not going."

"But Lils..."

"Why do parents try to do this?" Lily asked angrily. "Why are you trying to ruin my life? I was finally almost happy, when you had to come along and ruin it for me!" With that, she stormed up to her room, knowing that she was being a bit melodramatic and not caring.

Petunia Evans stood on the landing, ashen faced as her sister ran past her and flew into her room. Petunia had heard everything. There was no way that this could be a joke. Her and Lily's parents weren't cruel, although sometimes they could be unfair.

"But it can't be..." Petunia said, leaning against the wall to stop from falling. All of her life she had tried everything she could to become magical; she had believed that she had magic with all of her heart. And Lily hated anything to do with magic. She didn't believe in anything that wasn't normal. But somehow Lily got everything.

And she never even tried. Just got everything she wanted. Lily wanted friends... she had got them. And Petunia longed for magic...but Lily got that too.

There was no way that it could be true... There was a strange lump in Petunia' throat and her eyes burned. But she hadn't cried for over a year. She was just going to have to march downstairs and question her parents about it. And if Lily was a witch and she wasn't... well she couldn't handle that.

"But that won't happen. No, of course not."

Iris and Richard Evans stood in the kitchen, talking in hushed voices.

"She'll accept the letter," Mr. Evans voiced. "By the end of the day."

"We should tell Petunia," his wife answered. "But she loves this sort of stuff, and you know it'll crush her."

"That's right!" their older daughter said, pushing open the kitchen door and walking in a few steps. "And that's why you should have never told us about it. Couldn't you have just kept it secret?"

"Petunia," Mr. Evans said softly. "Come sit down." Petunia simply stared at him. It wasn't even an angry glare. Just a sort of hurt stare.

"We couldn't hide it; it's illegal."

"Then it's true?" Petunia asked slowly, blinking several times. Until that moment, she had carried on a bit of hope that it was some sort of mean joke. But it wasn't. And now she knew the truth.

"Petunia, we're sorry," her mother said. "But if we could, we would change it."

"But you can't. And now Lily will be your favorite daughter again. Like always."

"You know that isn't true." Mrs. Evans stated, standing up.

"We love you just as much as we love your sister," Mr. Evans said.

Petunia felt a tear beginning to seep out of her eye. "It isn't fair!" she yelled. "It's what I've wanted for my whole life, and now she gets it! And she doesn't even want it! Why can't you just keep her home?"

"Life isn't fair, Nia," Mr. Evans said. "And we can't keep her home--"

"I know!" Petunia said. "Don't tell me about magic! I know about magic!"

Mrs. Evans looked crushed. "I'm sorry--"

"Sorry? If you're so sorry, why don't you just give me away? I don't want to be here anymore!" At that moment, Petunia meant what she said.

"You don't mean that!" Mr. Evans scolded.

"Yes, I do! I hate you! Both of you! It's all your fault. It your families weren't so dumb, I would be a witch too!"

"Young lady!" Mrs. Evans yelled, glaring at her eldest daughter. "Sit down right now! I know you have problems, but you shouldn't take them out on--"

"On you?" Petunia asked incredulously. "I'm not-- I can't--it's Lily--and she and I--"

Petunia turned and abruptly ran outside. All of her life, she had known that she would be a witch. Now it was happening to her younger sister. Petunia ran into the woods down the street from her house and kept going until she was completely exhausted. But she still didn't cry. That would be like admitting that she had lost, and she couldn't do that. Because maybe there was some way that there had been a mistake.

Petunia suddenly felt sick. After vomiting, she fainted.

At the house next door to the Evans' house, Melody and Sirius Black were celebrating the fact that they had got into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Of course they had known that they would be, and were not mad at all. In fact they couldn't wait to go. Although they were Lily's only friends, she was not their only friend.

In fact, before moving into Lily's neighborhood, they had never even talked to any muggle people. So they were eager to leave and go to their parents' old school to see their friends again.

"""I wonder what poor Lily will do without us," Sirius said as the twins got ready to go out to dinner with their parents.

Melody looked over at him. "Don't call her that. She's nice. Too bad she's not going to Hogwarts."

Even thinking about the school was enough to make her heart beat faster as she thought of all the havoc she would wreak there.

"Wait!" Sirius yelled. Melody would have jumped if she didn't know her brother so well.

The boy pushed back his hair and looked at her, expectant. Melody stared back at him, knowing that he would talk even if she didn't ask him to.

"Maybe she is!" he said finally. Or maybe I should say yelled, because he was very loud.

Ms. Black could be heard from somewhere downstairs. "Indoor voice, Sirius!" But the woman knew that her children never listened to her.

"No, Sirius," Melody said, rolling her eyes as if Sirius was the dumbest person alive. "There is no way that could happen. It's like, so impossible that we happen to move into the house next to the only other wizard family in this townie place thing." She paused. "But it would be cool."

"Maybe every family around here is magical, but they're in the Wizard Protection and--"

"You're stupid!" Melody laughed. "That's dumb."

Sirius scowled, offended. "That's not very nice, Melvin."

"Don't call me that. Don't you wish we could tell Lily, though?"

"There's not a rule against it, exactly, but we can't any way. She'll think we're just at private school," Melody said. "Sir Sirius the Brave," she added as an afterthought, thinking of the name her brother had named himself when they were younger.

"If you ever tell anyone about that, you're dead!" the boy threatened, tackling his sister. Soon he would be able to beat her. But Melody would never admit that. She had always beaten him when they were younger.

They finally moved apart, laughing.

"She hates magic anyhow," Sirius said. "Remember when she was mad at her sister?"

"Yes." Melody laughed. "It would be funny if she had magic then!"

~Author's note~ Thank you for reading this chapter (and reviewing!!!) . I wanted to make a reason about why Petunia hates Lily. I mean, it's kind of lame to have no reason at all for hating people. I hoped you liked it, because I didn't. But I haven't updated for over a week, and I think I need to before you decide to stop reading.

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