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Trelawney, Professor Ivan Jedrick, Willow, Christell, Riel, Mirel, and
Jerica.
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Lily stood strong at her parents' funeral. Petunia was there...she blamed Lily for it all. Petunia was engaged to some lout named Dursley...Vernon Dursley. Needless to say, they both thought Lily was a freak. But Lily could remember when Petunia had crossed her fingers hopefully on the day she'd turned eleven...just to be shot down when no letters came for her marked with Hogwarts' official seal. James, Mirel, Sirius, Willow, Remus, and Peter were all there, of course. All helping her through this hard time...Peter-however-was being less supportive than he usually would have been. Lily wondered if it was due to the fact that he was surrounded by muggles for the first time in his life, or the fact that he just hated her. Peter had always been...resentful...about the times Lily and the girls took away from him and James and the guys. Lily had also seen him hitting on Malfoy and Snape. It kind of made her wonder...
Then again-there were many odd things in the world of witches and wizards. Maybe gay people were one of them. She'd seen a pair of third year Hufflepuff girls snogging in a classroom as she was patrolling the halls back at Hogwarts. Filing this little piece of data in the folder in her mind marked "Things to research," Lily returned her attention-what little of it she could spare-to the funeral service.
It was a quaint service, organized by both her Grandparents and her Uncle and Aunt. Bernice and Albert Evans had always been at war with Rice and Randy Lake since their children had married...but all were allied with Fred and Andrea Evans as they had planned out Lily's parents' funerals. Nobody had planned-however-on a group of dark robed wizards apparating out of nowhere in the middle of the service. They branched out and pointed their wands in at everyone in the crowd.
"The Order of The Griffens shall FALL!" Hissed one of them, his face resembled that of a snake and his wand was pointed straight at Lily. He then pointed his wand at Bernice Evans and growled out, "Avada Kedavra!" Bernice fell, as did Albert. Rice and Randy Lake fell soon afterwards, followed by Fred and Andrea Evans. With a choked Cry, Lily watched as her family literally fell to the ground dead all around her. The cry was a primitive, guttural, eagle's shriek and Lily and the others of the Order that were there with her all shifted and spread their wings, fleeing towards Hogwarts to save themselves from the carnage. Lily chanced one last glance back to see Gracie Evans, her baby cousin, reach up for her. Without thinking, Lily turned back and swooped down on the toddler, scooping her safely into the Cargo Wings and folding them under her to warm the child as she flew.
Gracie Evans had watched her ma and pa die before her very eyes a day before she turned three years old.
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Lily stood strong at her parents' funeral. Petunia was there...she blamed Lily for it all. Petunia was engaged to some lout named Dursley...Vernon Dursley. Needless to say, they both thought Lily was a freak. But Lily could remember when Petunia had crossed her fingers hopefully on the day she'd turned eleven...just to be shot down when no letters came for her marked with Hogwarts' official seal. James, Mirel, Sirius, Willow, Remus, and Peter were all there, of course. All helping her through this hard time...Peter-however-was being less supportive than he usually would have been. Lily wondered if it was due to the fact that he was surrounded by muggles for the first time in his life, or the fact that he just hated her. Peter had always been...resentful...about the times Lily and the girls took away from him and James and the guys. Lily had also seen him hitting on Malfoy and Snape. It kind of made her wonder...
Then again-there were many odd things in the world of witches and wizards. Maybe gay people were one of them. She'd seen a pair of third year Hufflepuff girls snogging in a classroom as she was patrolling the halls back at Hogwarts. Filing this little piece of data in the folder in her mind marked "Things to research," Lily returned her attention-what little of it she could spare-to the funeral service.
It was a quaint service, organized by both her Grandparents and her Uncle and Aunt. Bernice and Albert Evans had always been at war with Rice and Randy Lake since their children had married...but all were allied with Fred and Andrea Evans as they had planned out Lily's parents' funerals. Nobody had planned-however-on a group of dark robed wizards apparating out of nowhere in the middle of the service. They branched out and pointed their wands in at everyone in the crowd.
"The Order of The Griffens shall FALL!" Hissed one of them, his face resembled that of a snake and his wand was pointed straight at Lily. He then pointed his wand at Bernice Evans and growled out, "Avada Kedavra!" Bernice fell, as did Albert. Rice and Randy Lake fell soon afterwards, followed by Fred and Andrea Evans. With a choked Cry, Lily watched as her family literally fell to the ground dead all around her. The cry was a primitive, guttural, eagle's shriek and Lily and the others of the Order that were there with her all shifted and spread their wings, fleeing towards Hogwarts to save themselves from the carnage. Lily chanced one last glance back to see Gracie Evans, her baby cousin, reach up for her. Without thinking, Lily turned back and swooped down on the toddler, scooping her safely into the Cargo Wings and folding them under her to warm the child as she flew.
Gracie Evans had watched her ma and pa die before her very eyes a day before she turned three years old.