Title: A Fire of Jealousy
Author: Sugar Quill
E-Mail: IceEmpress84@aol.com
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13 later on
Disclaimer: Check chapters 1&2 for disclaimer
Distribution: FanFiction.Net
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.
Spoilers: None of the HP books, I believe
Feedback: It's welcomed!
A/N: WARNING! This chapter contains Snape and Malfoy being their usual Slytherin-ness self. No offense if you're their fan.
A Fire of Jealousy
Chapter Three: A Trip to Diagon Alley and the May Girls
The alluring aroma of bacon and eggs mingled with orange juice woke Lily. Her mouth watered as she tripped over Piper while she got out of bed and stumbled down to the kitchen.
"Yum, that smells good," Lily moaned, her eyes closed, walking toward the food. A hand grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. She opened her eyes and smiled weakly at her grandmother. Laura pushed Lily into a chair and walked to the stove to finish the eggs.
"Don't touch, dear," Laura chided her youngest granddaughter without turning around.
"But Laura—" Lily began, wiping her hair off her face.
Laura wiped her hands on her apron. "No buts, Lily. You're not to touch."
Lily sighed and rested her hands on the table. She started drumming her fingers along the cold hardwood surface. Her mind was blank—she was too tired to even think of why she was even in there that early in the morning. One thought popped up out of nowhere and Lily gazed at her grandmother.
"When's the funeral?" she asked, tucking a stray piece of hair that had fallen on her face behind her ear. She frowned as Laura turned slowly around.
"Didn't—Didn't Mrs. Ackerman tell you?"
Oh, so Snotty Lady has a name… Lily thought. "Tell me what?"
"She didn't… Lily, dear, they were—uh, cremated. There is no funeral."
"There's no funeral!?" Lily stood and started pacing. "No funeral, there's no funeral!? I just went through a traumatic experience and I don't get to see my parents laid to rest? Who made those stupid arrangements? Whoever did—I'll kill 'em!"
Laura put an arm around Lily's shaking shoulders. "Dear, your parents wanted to be cremated."
"It's not fair, granny, I wanna see them again!" Lily cried, tears pooling in her eyes and spilling onto her cheeks. "It's not fair, it's not fair!"
"Lily," Laura said quietly and she hugged her granddaughter close. "Shh…" she murmured.
Petunia burst into the kitchen, her face sour. "We're not the Brady Bunch, you know, so why share all the bodily germs?" She flipped her pale blond hair over her shoulder and stalked to a chair and sat in it.
Lily pulled away from Laura and sat across Petunia and wiped her eyes. She looked at Petunia and asked her quietly, "How are you?"
"I'm fine," Petunia snapped, her brown eyes showing wildness. She stabbed her fork into the bacon as Laura set it on her plate. "Mmm, it's good," she said, spraying food around the table.
"Yeah, and you're the one worried about bodily germs…" she muttered darkly.
"Hello, girls, Laura," Rupert said cheerily as he walked into the kitchen and kissed his wife on the cheek. "Hope you two had a good nights sleep."
Lily smiled at him sniffling, "I had an okay night, Grandpa."
"I had the worst night! I couldn't sleep; I knew if I shut just one eye, Lily would come at me with a butcher knife!" Petunia exclaimed.
"Oh, please, you'll kill me with your look, Medusa!"
"Your breath could kill a monster, Lillian!"
"Girls," Laura exclaimed, slapping her palms on the table and glared at both girls. "If you've nothing good to say, then do shut up!"
Laura stood as someone knocked on the door. "I'll get it. Eat in peace, please."
She walked to the door, opened it, and saw no one.
Petunia screamed as if the devil was at her heels. "The bird is after me! It's gonna kill me! Help me!"
Laura rushed into the kitchen and almost had a heart attack. Lily was petting an owl and cooing at it. Petunia was huddled behind Rupert as he examined a letter that had come from the owl, supposedly.
"Lily, what's Hogwarts?" Rupert asked her.
"Um…Hogwarts… is just the best Wizardring School ever, oh, my God! Did I get accepted there?" Lily was jumping for joy, and Petunia looked as if she wanted to vomit as the owl ate some of her bacon.
"Yes, Lily, read this."
Rupert handed her the letter.
"Dear Miss Evans you have been accepted… blah, blah, blah, due to some problems you will start this new semester. Please have your supplies, more boring stuff. Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress, wow, I've heard of her. Oh, look, another part… Diagon—what in the world is a Diagon Alley?"
"Lily, there's another…parchment," Rupert said. "It has directions to this Diagon Alley."
"Let me see, Grandpa." Lily took the directions from him and read over them. Her eyebrows rose. She looked up from the parchment and smiled. "Can we go?"
~The Leaky Cauldron~
Petunia surveyed the grim looking pub with a look of pure distaste. She glanced at Lily who was grinning at a tall, man who had no teeth. She groaned as the man asked Lily's name.
"Lily Evans and these are my grandparents, Rupert and Laura. Oh, and that girl is my sister, Petunia," Lily chirped happily. Her smile faltered a bit, but she smiled nonetheless.
The man gave her a toothy smile. "Me name's Tom, pleased to meet you all." He walked toward the back of the pub. "Come on, now, let's get you into Diagon Alley."
After Tom had shown the small family how to get into Diagon Alley, and where everything was, Laura and Rupert let Lily and Petunia walk around by themselves. Lily was ecstatic that she got to go on her own, even if she was with her elder sister.
Diagon Alley is so cool! Lily thought.
Lily sneaked a glance at her sister and grinned at her scowl. She shrieked as she collided into something soft and warm and fell backwards.
"I have a tendency to run into things…"
She looked up at the person she ran into and snorted quietly. Lily got up, wiped her hands off, and smiled. "Sorry, I didn't see you there."
The person she ran into gave her a sour scowl. "Obviously, watch where you're going," he snarled. He shook his shoulder length black, greasy hair and smirked at her.
"What's your problem?" Lily shouted at him, standing in front of Petunia. Even though she disliked Petunia, she felt the need to protect her.
"My problem?" the boy said. "I have no problem, you're in my way so move."
"Why should she, Snape?" another boy's voice came from behind Lily and Petunia.
"Potter, Black," the boy named Snape hissed. Lily turned and watched them, recognizing Potter. She grinned at him but he took no notice, his eyes fixed on Snape's black ones. The other boy was glaring at someone else that soon came into view.
"Malfoy," the other boy stated, "it's a wonder to see you here, really. Thought you'd be drowning in all the Dark Arts in Knockturn Alley. You know, with all this You-Know-Who stuff going on, someone might actually suspect your family!"
"Sirius," James said quietly, "on three." He raised his wand arm that held his wand.
"James," a dark haired girl declared, running towards him with another girl behind her, "what are you doing? You'll get in so much trouble!"
"Charisma, not now," James warned his arm steady.
"Yes, now, James," the girl names Charisma frowned. "I'm not going to lie to Mrs. Potter anymore about your pranks at school if you curse him."
The other girl gasped at Charisma's side. "Yes…Sirius…same…here…."
James growled quietly but put his wand back in his pocket. "Come near her again, Snape, and you'll find that hook nose of yours up your—Mum!"
"Jamie," the woman sighed, "not again…"
Lily walked forward. "No ma'am, it was that boy's fault—Snape's. He…well, Snape wouldn't let me and my sister through, and so he helped us. James was doing nothing but helping us."
"Well," Mrs. Potter grinned. "I always knew my Jamie-poo was a good little boy! Now, dear, do meet your father and me at Tom's before you Floo over to Sirius'."
James nodded, "Yes, mum."
Mrs. Potter nodded and walked off.
Snape and Malfoy glowered. Malfoy leaned closer to Lily and smiled a gruesome smile. "Stay away from us, Mudblood, or you'll find yourself at the cruelty of our Lord."
The boys walked off, sending warning looks behind them.
"Sorry about them," one of the girls said. "They're your Slytherins. You look new; are you?"
Lily nodded. "Yes, I'm Lily Evans, and this is my sister, Petunia."
"It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Cordelia May, and this is my sister Charisma. We're twins," she said after seeing Lily's astonished look.
"Oh," Cordelia grimaced, "sorry about James and Sirius. It's just that Slytherins are a bit—sorry, they're just total evil."
Charisma nodded fervently. "James' and Sirius' acts are usual. Any Slytherin that calls a Muggle-Born a Mudblood, they're getting it from the Marauders. The Marauders is James' little group."
"Sorry, Lily, he just…oh, I seem to be doing this a lot, but we've got to go." James sighed and glanced at Sirius who nodded.
"I'm Black, Sirius Black. But do to our little activity on Snape and Malfoy, it seems we have to go before my mum and James' mum gets us. Bye," Sirius said while starting to go. He grabbed James, his eyes wide, and they left waving.
Cordelia snorted. "Sirius is a playboy. We suggest you—"
"—stay away from him," Charisma finished for her sister.
The girls giggled.
Petunia stepped forward. "Are you…witches?"
Charisma nodded. "Yes we are, are you?"
"I should think not," she sniffed. She tossed her hair over her shoulder. "I'm going back to our grandparents, Lillian. When you're finished strolling, let us know, and we'll go buy your schoolbooks." Petunia sniffed again and stormed back to the Leaky Cauldron.
"Cordy, wanna show our new friend Lily around?"
Cordelia grinned, "Let's!"
The twins each grabbed one of Lily's arms and took her to each of the stores—or the ones the girls liked. Lastly, the girls headed to Quality Quidditch Supplies; the latest Quidditch store. The previous store—Mandy's Quidditch—had been burned down. The Ministry thought it was wizards, Charisma had told Lily. But they had told the wizards it had been mice—who were smoking.
"Smoking mice?" Lily had choked out.
Charisma nodded grimly. "Everyone knows it was Dark Wizards, but the Ministry is trying to cover it."
"They are," an older boy said, ogling the brooms through the window, "covering it, I mean."
"What do you mean, Danny?" Cordelia asked timidly.
"You know Mandy, the store owner? Everyone knew she was a Muggle-Born. The Wizards had an alibi, though, so it was never proven that they burned it down. But there are potions to determine if they're actually telling the truth, so I'm stumped as to why they never did that."
"I heard the people who did it weren't the Dark Wizards. It's this new evil, Danny. I'm telling ya, new evil. This new Dark Lord, Void or something, is gathering people. Some say they're only going after Muggle-Borns and Pure-Bloods who love Muggles," another boy said.
"Ah, so Muggle-Borns are the target? I thought I was in trouble…oh, right, the May's."
Lily glanced at Cordelia and Charisma who were pale. "We're Muggle-Borns," Charisma whispered. "Oh, dear Lord, please help us."
"I'm sure they won't go after you," Lily said, reassuringly, whilst hoping what she was true about her and the May's.
Lily would one day regret ever saying that.
Mmkay, so I lied. I said Jan, but I'm posting this—hopefully—on December 31st at 6 something. I'm also going to repost Chap. 2 because I didn't think when I posted it and forgot to do something so…
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