Title: A Fire of Jealousy

Author: Sugar Quill

Date: November 2002

Disclaimer: I don't own the people you recognize. Anyone you do not recognize belongs to me. I do own Belle, (Lily's nickname) I think… And Piper's mine as well!

Summary: With Lily's parents' deaths, she and Petunia are sent to live with their grandparents who reside in England. There, Lily goes to Hogwarts, meets the Marauders, strange dogs, and a crazy teacher who predicts her death every minute. Starts with Lily's sixteenth birthday, and goes onto her death.

A/N:  I'm racking and racking and racking my brain for ideas for "Welcome Home, Lily and James", but so far I've got nothing. I'm also thinking of changing my penname, so if it changes, don't say I didn't tell you. It might be Autumn Leaf or Autumn Leaves. Or maybe I'll just stick to the good ole' Alison Hershey.

A Fire of Jealousy

Chapter One: The Lilies Present

Dinner at the Evans's was surprisingly pleasant, considering it was their youngest daughter's sixteenth birthday. Rose and Jeff Evans had expected Petunia to make rude comments about Lily's school, and that Lily would reply with more rude comments about Petunia's "horse" face. Lily had been accepted into Claire's School for Witches when she was just eleven years old. That had sparked a fire of jealousy between the two girls; Lily being a witch and Petunia getting anything she desired.

"Happy birthday to you!" sang Jeff, Rose, and Petunia Evans to the now sixteen Lily Evans. "Make a wish!" Petunia exclaimed, a small smile on her face.

Lily looked down at the large chocolate cake with emerald green frosting that spelled 'Happy 16, Lily!' and thought of her wish. My wish, she thought, is to have a big happy family. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and blew out the candles. Cheers erupted from the three Evans and Lily's kitten, Piper, let out a small meow. She opened her eyes and grinned.

"Present time!" Lily shrieked, putting her hands out expectantly. "It's present time! The best part of a birthday party, if I do say so myself," she grinned.

"Mine first," Petunia said and handed Lily a miniature-sized box wrapped in light blue wrapping paper. Lily looked at it in bewilderment as she opened it, but gasped loudly and choked back tears.

"Consider that a present from all the other years I never got you one. Happy birthday Lily," Petunia said. Lily took two small earrings out of the box and put them on. With her emerald green eyes, pale skin, and auburn hair, the small emerald earrings stood out.

"Petty, thank you so much," Lily breathed, tears gleaming in her eyes. Petunia smiled at her.

"Now," chirped Rose, clutching a green box (that was tiny) to her chest, "my turn. Belle, this has been in the family for generations, so don't lose it. Appreciate it greatly. I feel this is going to come in handy for you soon. Remember, Lily, I love you with all my heart." She handed it over to Lily who ripped off the paper and threw off the top of the box.

Lily took out a delicate looking necklace and held it up to the light. It had an elegant deep red ruby pendant with a golden G in the center of the pendant with very tiny inscriptions on the back. Lily thought for a moment. I know I've seen this somewhere! But where have I?

"Mother, I absolutely adore it!" Lily cried. "Help me put it on." Rose clasped the necklace around her neck and whispered in her ear, "Wear it always, Belle," Lily nodded.

"Cake anyone?" asked Jeff, holding out a plate of chocolate cake. "Oh, Lily, your present will be here later. I promise." He grinned at Lily and gave her a kiss on the cheek and handed her the plate.

~Later That Night~

"Maybe it's in this book," Lily said to herself, holding a book in one hand, scooping Piper into her other, and falling onto her bed. Moving around, Lily positioned the book on her bed and put Piper in her lap. What's the G stand for? She thought to herself. Gray?

"Lily, dear," Rose said. "May I come in?" Lily's head snapped up from the book. She looked at her Mother who was standing in front of her bedroom door, wringing her hands. She nodded her head and watched her Mother sit on her bed beside her. "Dear, I've been getting strange phone calls at work," she sighed. Lily's mouth opened to say something but Rose cut her off with a wave of her hand. "Not just calls; I've been having dreams, people ringing the doorbell here and then run… Lily, people haven't been following you, have they?"

Rose looked at Lily apprehensively. "Sorry, Mom, no one's been following me. Not that I know of, at least," she added hastily seeing her Mother's horrified expression. "And no one would be following me; I'd hex them if I saw them," Rose sighed and gave Lily a soft smile.

"Mom, what kind of dreams are you having?" Lily curiously asked. She watched her Mother bring a hand to her head and sigh quietly.

"I—I'm not sure, Lily. All I see are people in black clothes." Rose narrowed her eyes in thought. "They… they talk to someone. I can't really understand what they're saying. This man is the leader, I think. He talks to a woman and does something and—and green light. And then I wake up."

Lily's eyes widened. "Mom, are you—I think you're a Seer!"

"A Seer, Lily what in Heaven's name is a Seer?" Rose asked her bewildered.

"Um… let me get my Divination book," Lily said while she got off her bed and looked under her bed. "It's one of my school books. I think what you saw was some sort of Divination. Magic, is what I'm saying," she told her mother, her voice muffled.

"Yes! Here it is!" Lily came out from under her bed, holding a ratty old book with crinkled edges. She placed herself on her bed and opened the book. "Not tea leaves… not Grims… oh, here it is. Let's see," she read to herself nodding every so often.

Lily looked up from the book and grinned. "Mom, why didn't you tell me? You're a Seer! I'm so proud of you! But, why are you a Muggle?" Lily sighed aggravated.

"Dear, why don't we look at this tomorrow, hmm? Now, it's time for you to go to sleep. No protests, you hear?" Lily rolled her eyes and nodded. "Good. Good-night, Belle, see you in the morning," she kissed Lily on the forehead and left the room, closing the door quietly.

Lily stared at the door. "She didn't say when to go to sleep." She looked down at Piper. "Which should I look up; the necklace or Mom being a Seer?" Piper looked up at Lily and mewled.

"The necklace it is," she answered for Piper. She leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed the book, and started sorting through it.

Lily moaned and shut the book. 'Why can't I find anything?' she asked herself. She pushed the book off her bed, and placed the Divination one on the floor. "Piper, let's get to bed. I am tired with a capital T."

She changed, brushed her teeth and hair, and got under the covers of her bed. "Night, Piper," she muttered before closing her eyes.

~Lily's Dream~

A tall woman hurried down a passageway, her robes billowing out behind her. She ran a slender hand through her inky black hair, as she turned a corner. She slowed down as she neared a door. Opening the door, she smiled miserably at its occupant. A plump woman sat in a chair behind a large and elegant desk going through papers, occasionally scratching her head with a chubby hand.

The plump woman looked up as she heard the door open. "Rowena, what are you doing here? I thought you had class!" the woman exclaimed, surprised. The woman, Rowena, sat in a chair in front of the red head.

"Oh, Helga," Rowena Ravenclaw moaned, "they're at it again. Godric wants Caitlin here at Hogwarts, while Salazar wants her out of here." Rowena shook her head. Helga Hufflepuff got up and walked around her desk, over to Rowena.

"My dear, this has to stop. We can't have them fighting about every single Muggle born that comes here.  Rowena, where are they?" Helga asked, her blue eyes blazing.

"The Great Hall," she replied. "It's a good thing I cancelled my class, and told them to stay in their common rooms. Otherwise, Salazar would probably hex any of them if they went into the Hall!"

"Come on, Rowena, students are at risk," Helga said curtly. She stormed out of her office with Rowena at her heels.

Walking back the way she came, Rowena touched a blue pendant on her neck; all Four Founders of the new wizard school Hogwarts had one. Godric's was red, Salazar's was green, and Helga's was yellow.

Helga snapped Rowena out of her thoughts as she threw open the doors of the Great Hall. "Godric, Salazar," she warned, her voice low and deadly. 

Both men stopped their verbal argument and looked at Helga who glared at them. "You're grown men," she hissed. "You should act your age, not like some immature First Year!"

Godric shrugged sheepishly. "I shouldn't have let my temper get away from me. I'm terribly sorry to all of you, including the students." He stared at his shoes. "I never intended for it to go this far. I should act my age, Helga. Once again, I'm terribly sorry."

Helga smiled tightly. "If you do it no more, you shall be forgiven." She turned to Salazar who was glaring at Godric. "Salazar, what do you have to say for yourself?"

Salazar looked shocked. "You expect me to apologize?" he hissed. "I will do no such thing, my dear Hufflepuff. The bloody Gryffindor deserved every insult I threw at him. If he and the Muggles stay, I leave."

He turned on his heel, and stormed out of the Great Hall. All three adults looked upset. "I'm not leaving this school," Godric stated softly.

"We know," Rowena said. "It'll be Salazar. I'll talk to him, and find a new Head of Slytherin. I'm sure one of the teachers will take it. We'll also have a leaving Feast. He is a Founder; he deserves respect on his leave."

Groaning, Godric stared at the ceiling while he lay in bed in his chambers. "This is what it has come to? We were so excited, and now one of us is leaving." He sighed. "My heir will have a hard time with his, I'm positive about that." He chuckled and let sleep overcome him.

~Present Time~

Lily jerked awake, sweating, her heart thudding painfully in her chest. "What the…" she murmured. She looked at the alarm clock on her bedside table. It read 5:54. Lily groaned and buried her face in her soft feathery pillow. "Mmm," she moaned, "I think I'll just…"

Sitting up, unable to sleep, Lily crept silently out of bed, not waking Piper, and slipped on her green fluffy slippers. She tiptoed across her room, opened the door, and walked to her parent's room.

She opened the door and slipped inside. She walked over to the bed to see it empty. Lily's brow furrowed as she walked out of the room, and to the living room. Sitting on the couch, Lily's foot hit something solid and clammy. Lily looked at the object and screamed loudly. Petunia came rushing down the stairs and went to her sister.

"Lily, what is it?" Petunia asked her tiredly.

"Petty," Lily moaned, tears streaming down her face, which had gone deathly pale. "Mother, Father, Petty! You'll be next! I just know it!" she sobbed.

"Lily! What are you going on about?" Petunia asked her.

She pointed to the object with a shaky finger. "Oh, my God, somebody help us!" Petunia screeched as she saw the dead bodies of Rose and Jeff Evans staring at her.

Well? Was it good? Please R/R! I've been working on this for, like, forever. I'm writing Chapter Two already! Woo! Hopefully I'll have it done before Christmas… Oh, and before I forget… Big thanks to Cathy for being my beta!! Never coulda done it without ya!

Love, Dawn