The next morning, Lily had woken up early and started to make breakfast for the family. Petunia had also woken up early. She walked down to the kitchen lazily where Lily's making breakfast. -Yawn- "What are you doing up so early?" asked Petunia while rasing her eyebrows. "Trying, the keyword is trying to get to mum's and dad's better side, huh? By the way-" She looked at the calendar. "-Isn't it supposed to be your Birthday?"
Lily, who wasn't in the mood to have an argument with Petunia, just nodded and flipped the bacon. Petunia had raised an empty wine glass pretended she was around classy people and started mouthing things, "why thank you dear sir," she stuck out her right hand and flopped it. She pretended someone was going to kiss it and started talking to the air in front of her while at the same time did bizarre things. "Let us all have three cheers! Lily has finally reach the big one-one," Petunia said sarcastically to the air in front of her.
Lily stared at Petunia bewildered and thinking, 'she's gone MAD!'
Petunia, seeing Lily's awkward face had stopped talking to the air and gave stern looks at Lily. "If you're expecting a present from me, don't bother!" Petunia turned and crossed her arms like an angry spoiled little girl who didn't get what she wanted.
"Of course you won't, I don't expect you to buy me anything. I don't know anyone who is cheaper than you are, Petunia," by now, Lily started placing roses, orange juice and the sandwiches on the tray. She started walking up the stairs, when Petunia blocked her way, almost making Lily drop the tray. "Really, Petunia, what is your problem?" Lily wondered why her sister was doing this.
"You are my problem, always trying to be 'Miss know it all' and trying to impress mum and dad all the time. Seriously Lily, can't you be normal, for once?"
Mr and Mrs Evans we're stretching and yawning in their pyjamas when they arrived at the top of the stairs listening to Petunia and Lily arguing.
"What are you talking about? I am normal, oh! You mean normal… your way."
"You thick headed little girl, think your smart, huh?" Petunia spat at Lily, she had gone scarlet red. "I am normal compared to you- you annoying little Bit-"
"PETUNIA!" shouted Mrs Evans and hurriedly walked downstairs. "It is early in the morning, don't you two have anything else to do apart from arguing? And Petunia mind your language, I should have a word with your teachers."
Petunia now burgundy red, hanged her head and stared at the floor.
Lily held the tray firmly, trying not to laugh at the sight of Petunia getting yelled at, made an enormous snort that made Mrs Evans stop barking at Petunia and leered at Lily, "-and you young lady, what do you have to say for your-?"
Before Mrs Evans could continue, Mr Evans had stepped in and rested his hands on one of Mrs Evans shoulder, which made her stop shouting at her daughters.
"Come on now Lynn, its early in the morning for this," Mr Evans leaned to Mrs Evans ear and said, "it's a nice and bright day and it's someone's birthday…" he tilted his head over to Lily. Mrs Evans mouth opened to say something but nothing came out, so she closed it back again and noticed what Lily was carrying.
"Lily dear, what's that you're carrying?" her voice suddenly changing to a happy tone.
"Oh! Yes, I was making you both breakfast just to say thank you for letting me go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry-"
Petunia had stopped looking at the floor and bolted her head up staring at Lily and wondering if she heard her right. "Hog what?"
"Hogwarts. It is a school Petunia…" mocked Lily.
Mr Evans knew something was going to start again and said, "oh-oh yes! The school, of course, how could we forget? Petunia could you please get me the letter its back in the lounge near the lampshade."
Petunia mumbling something started to walk towards the lounge, while Mr and Mrs Evans sat down in the kitchen table and started to eat the breakfast Lily had prepared for them.
"Dish ish a shplendid shandwich my dear," said Mr Evans with his mouth full and started chewing on the sandwich fast, but before anyone could say anything Petunia came back with the letter with disgust in her face. She handed the letter to Mr Evans, "thank you Petunia, dear, would you like to sit down?" and Petunia, who looked at Lily as if she was a bug that needed to be squashed, sneered and said, "No, thanks dad."
Mrs Evans who was re-reading the letter burst out in tears and cried out happily, "We have a witch in the family!"
Petunia was almost at the bottom of the stairs when she heard this and began to utter, "Witches? What full of nonsense, wait until Vernon hears about this."
Mr Evans had started to read the letter again when he noticed there was another parchment:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCRAFT AND WIZARDRYUniform
First year students will require:
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry nametags.
Set Books
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert WafflingA Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousands Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble
Other Equipment
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass of crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
"Broomsticks?" they all said simultaneously.
"Where is this place anyway?" Lily said excitedly.
"No idea what so ever," replied Mr Evans also puzzled.
"Well, if you two had read on, it is said at the bottom: For first years students and parents who does not know where these items can be bought, please wait at the front of your house at ten o'clock in the morning on June 24th for your departure to Diagon Alley."
"Mum! That's today!" exclaimed Lily, with thrill on her face.
"Is it now?" asked Mrs Evans, looking at her watch. "It is now nine-thirty, all right, everyone, go and get changed, we're going to: 'Diagon Alley'".