Chapter 1 ~*~ The Dream
"I'm a witch!"
"Hogwarts?"
"I think she should go ."
"The Hogwarts Express?"
"Hello, my name is Allison Sears."
"Lily Evans."
"Katie Grilliot."
"Hannah Santino."
"Gryffindor!"
"I'm Sirius Black."
"James Potter."
"Remus Lupin."
"Firs' years o'er here please!"
"Were to go.Gryffindor!"
"Welcome to Hogwarts!"
"You're the heir?"
"MUDBLOOD!"
"Don't you ever call anyone a mudblood, Malfoy!"
"So this is Hosmeade."
"Just think of all the pranks!"
"I'm a werewolf."
"Yes! We did it, we graduated!"
"I love you James."
"I love you to."
"He's beautiful."
"Run Lily, he's here! Take Harry and run!"
"No I love you!"
"Just go!"
"Avada Kedavra!"
"You're a wizard Harry."
"I'm a what?"
Eleven year-old Lily Evans woke with an ear piercing scream, breathing heavily, and covered in the coldest sweat. It was colder than she could have imagined.
"Lily! What is it?" By now her parents had awoken from her scream and run to her room.
"N-Nothing mum. I'm fine, really."
"Are you sure darling?"
"Yes dad, I'm sure."
"Alright then, get some sleep." And with that, her parents left to head back to her own room. Lily figured her sister, Petunia, just slept through all of the commotion.
"It is the sort of thing she'd do." Lily mumbled to herself. She glanced at the clock to see it was midnight on July 30th. "Sleep would be good." She mumbled, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get to sleep. So eventually, she gave up on the idea.
"That dream was so.so.real!" She had now taken to pacing her room, and running a hand through her hair to get it out of her wet face. "I felt like I actually knew those people."
Truth be told, Lily had never seen or heard of any of the faces that had swirled in front of her in her dream. Not until then at least.
Finally, after hours of trying to remember what she could of the dream, Lily drifted back off to sleep, only to be awoken by the shrill shriek of her sister, from the kitchen, two hours later. Lily rolled over in her bed, only to find herself rolling right out of it, with a loud THUD, onto the floor.
"LILY!"
"What Petunia?"
"Get down here right NOW!"
"I'll be down in fifteen minutes."
"Just hurry!"
So, as Lily promised, she had showered, dried, and dressed, and was ready to go downstairs to breakfast, within the fifteen minute time limit. First Lily, as hungry as she was, forced herself to look in the mirror before continuing. What she saw in the mirror was unfortunately, quite different from what the rest of the world saw, and Petunia tried her hardest to keep it that way out of jealousy. Lily saw herself as a plain, boring, and quite the opposite of beautiful, with horrid red hair, and dull green eyes. She admitted to being skinny, but that was it. As for everyone else, they saw something much different. They saw a gorgeous, skinny, young- lady, with long silky red hair, and bright emerald green eyes. Many people had to convince Lily of these things, but not even her parents had succeeded at that.
So, just as every other day of her life, Lily went down to the kitchen for breakfast, but soon learned the cause of Petunia's shriek, sitting on her chair. She was just as shocked as her sister at the surprise, but after five minutes, she broke the silence. "Why is there an owl on my chair?"
"Well, it just sort of f-f-flew in through the w-window this morning." Petunia said stuttering, and she reminder Lily of Sylvester the cat, from an American cartoon that she had seen.
"So I guess this is the cause of my oh-so-wonderful wake up call?" Lily shot a questioning glace at Petunia, after the sarcasm seemed to have worn off, and Petunia just nodded. "Well since it obviously wants fed, I might as well give it something." So Lily walked over to the table and gave it some toast, but before it left, it dropped a note in Lily's seat. Lily snatched up the note and began to read the emerald green ink that the address was written in. It Read.
Ms. L. Evans
2nd Floor
3rd Bedroom on the right
192 Cherry Street Ln.
London, England
"How do they know where I sleep?"
"What did you say, Lily?" By now Petunia had made her way to the table, and tried to eat breakfast.
"Nothing." So Lily, out of pure curiosity, opened the letter, and two sheets of the same yellow parchment fell out onto the table. "Can't hurt to read it."
"Good morning Lily, Petunia."
"Morning mum," Lily replied, "look at this." Lily handed her mom the envelope as she progressed to reading the parchment.
"Dear, they know where you sleep?"
"Who knows where Lily sleeps?"
"Look at this Sean." Her mother said as Lily's father walked in the door.
"Well Kirsty, it's not that surprising. She does have four windows in her room."
Meanwhile Lily was staring dumbfounded, and unable to stay anything at the first sentence of the first sheet of paper.
Dear Ms. Evans,
We are pleased to inform you, that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Lily didn't even hear her parent's argument going on about stalkers, and she couldn't hold it in any longer. "I'm a witch!"
Everyone froze, and Lily could have sworn she'd just had deja vu, but shrugged it aside.
"Now dear, you shouldn't go calling yourself-", but her husband cut her off.
"NEVER! In this house, will anyone call anyone-", but then Lily stepped in.
"NO! NO! I'm a magical witch!"
"WHAT!" Her mother was shocked to hear her daughter say this. "Sean, get the doctor, maybe she's sick."
"Kirsty.it's true." Lily's father held the paper out to her mother, who quickly snatched it out of his hands, and read through it.
"Hogwarts?" was the first thing she said, and once again, Lily got that deja vu feeling inside, but of coarse, once again she shrugged it off. "I don't know about this Lily."
"I think she should go." Her father said.
"Deja vu." Lily mumbled.
"What Lily?" Her mother asked.
"Oh nothing. I just had a third deja vu, nothing important." Lily decided to change the subject to the first thing she could think of, "So can I go?"
"Yes!" Her father said eagerly, while her mother just nodded in agreement. She seemed much more relaxed after reading the letter again, and catching a note at the bottom, explaining how to get to the school, and Lily's supplies. Yet Lily could see her slightly frown every time the word magic was said.
"YOU FREAK!" This was the first thing Petunia had said during the whole conversation.
"PETUNIA!" her father was livid. This was the sort of thing he could never stand.
Lily was to happy to listen to the fight going on, and instead grabbed the first pen she saw and signed the acceptance letter, as did her mother, allowing her to go. Just as Lily placed the letter in an envelope, a brown Tawny owl swooped in and grabbed the letter out of her hands, and took off again with a loud HOOT.
For the next three weeks, Lily couldn't think of anything, but going to school. She mainly hung out in the house library by the fireplace reading, and even translating some languages. Translating was a big hobby of Lily's, and she could translate three different languages. Italian, German, and Hebrew. She was currently working on Roman, but hadn't gotten to far yet.
Finally, it was the night before August 25th, and Lily could hardly wait for the next day to come. It was the day that Lily would get all of her school supplies. Including her wand.
"I'm a witch!"
"Hogwarts?"
"I think she should go ."
"The Hogwarts Express?"
"Hello, my name is Allison Sears."
"Lily Evans."
"Katie Grilliot."
"Hannah Santino."
"Gryffindor!"
"I'm Sirius Black."
"James Potter."
"Remus Lupin."
"Firs' years o'er here please!"
"Were to go.Gryffindor!"
"Welcome to Hogwarts!"
"You're the heir?"
"MUDBLOOD!"
"Don't you ever call anyone a mudblood, Malfoy!"
"So this is Hosmeade."
"Just think of all the pranks!"
"I'm a werewolf."
"Yes! We did it, we graduated!"
"I love you James."
"I love you to."
"He's beautiful."
"Run Lily, he's here! Take Harry and run!"
"No I love you!"
"Just go!"
"Avada Kedavra!"
"You're a wizard Harry."
"I'm a what?"
Eleven year-old Lily Evans woke with an ear piercing scream, breathing heavily, and covered in the coldest sweat. It was colder than she could have imagined.
"Lily! What is it?" By now her parents had awoken from her scream and run to her room.
"N-Nothing mum. I'm fine, really."
"Are you sure darling?"
"Yes dad, I'm sure."
"Alright then, get some sleep." And with that, her parents left to head back to her own room. Lily figured her sister, Petunia, just slept through all of the commotion.
"It is the sort of thing she'd do." Lily mumbled to herself. She glanced at the clock to see it was midnight on July 30th. "Sleep would be good." She mumbled, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get to sleep. So eventually, she gave up on the idea.
"That dream was so.so.real!" She had now taken to pacing her room, and running a hand through her hair to get it out of her wet face. "I felt like I actually knew those people."
Truth be told, Lily had never seen or heard of any of the faces that had swirled in front of her in her dream. Not until then at least.
Finally, after hours of trying to remember what she could of the dream, Lily drifted back off to sleep, only to be awoken by the shrill shriek of her sister, from the kitchen, two hours later. Lily rolled over in her bed, only to find herself rolling right out of it, with a loud THUD, onto the floor.
"LILY!"
"What Petunia?"
"Get down here right NOW!"
"I'll be down in fifteen minutes."
"Just hurry!"
So, as Lily promised, she had showered, dried, and dressed, and was ready to go downstairs to breakfast, within the fifteen minute time limit. First Lily, as hungry as she was, forced herself to look in the mirror before continuing. What she saw in the mirror was unfortunately, quite different from what the rest of the world saw, and Petunia tried her hardest to keep it that way out of jealousy. Lily saw herself as a plain, boring, and quite the opposite of beautiful, with horrid red hair, and dull green eyes. She admitted to being skinny, but that was it. As for everyone else, they saw something much different. They saw a gorgeous, skinny, young- lady, with long silky red hair, and bright emerald green eyes. Many people had to convince Lily of these things, but not even her parents had succeeded at that.
So, just as every other day of her life, Lily went down to the kitchen for breakfast, but soon learned the cause of Petunia's shriek, sitting on her chair. She was just as shocked as her sister at the surprise, but after five minutes, she broke the silence. "Why is there an owl on my chair?"
"Well, it just sort of f-f-flew in through the w-window this morning." Petunia said stuttering, and she reminder Lily of Sylvester the cat, from an American cartoon that she had seen.
"So I guess this is the cause of my oh-so-wonderful wake up call?" Lily shot a questioning glace at Petunia, after the sarcasm seemed to have worn off, and Petunia just nodded. "Well since it obviously wants fed, I might as well give it something." So Lily walked over to the table and gave it some toast, but before it left, it dropped a note in Lily's seat. Lily snatched up the note and began to read the emerald green ink that the address was written in. It Read.
Ms. L. Evans
2nd Floor
3rd Bedroom on the right
192 Cherry Street Ln.
London, England
"How do they know where I sleep?"
"What did you say, Lily?" By now Petunia had made her way to the table, and tried to eat breakfast.
"Nothing." So Lily, out of pure curiosity, opened the letter, and two sheets of the same yellow parchment fell out onto the table. "Can't hurt to read it."
"Good morning Lily, Petunia."
"Morning mum," Lily replied, "look at this." Lily handed her mom the envelope as she progressed to reading the parchment.
"Dear, they know where you sleep?"
"Who knows where Lily sleeps?"
"Look at this Sean." Her mother said as Lily's father walked in the door.
"Well Kirsty, it's not that surprising. She does have four windows in her room."
Meanwhile Lily was staring dumbfounded, and unable to stay anything at the first sentence of the first sheet of paper.
Dear Ms. Evans,
We are pleased to inform you, that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Lily didn't even hear her parent's argument going on about stalkers, and she couldn't hold it in any longer. "I'm a witch!"
Everyone froze, and Lily could have sworn she'd just had deja vu, but shrugged it aside.
"Now dear, you shouldn't go calling yourself-", but her husband cut her off.
"NEVER! In this house, will anyone call anyone-", but then Lily stepped in.
"NO! NO! I'm a magical witch!"
"WHAT!" Her mother was shocked to hear her daughter say this. "Sean, get the doctor, maybe she's sick."
"Kirsty.it's true." Lily's father held the paper out to her mother, who quickly snatched it out of his hands, and read through it.
"Hogwarts?" was the first thing she said, and once again, Lily got that deja vu feeling inside, but of coarse, once again she shrugged it off. "I don't know about this Lily."
"I think she should go." Her father said.
"Deja vu." Lily mumbled.
"What Lily?" Her mother asked.
"Oh nothing. I just had a third deja vu, nothing important." Lily decided to change the subject to the first thing she could think of, "So can I go?"
"Yes!" Her father said eagerly, while her mother just nodded in agreement. She seemed much more relaxed after reading the letter again, and catching a note at the bottom, explaining how to get to the school, and Lily's supplies. Yet Lily could see her slightly frown every time the word magic was said.
"YOU FREAK!" This was the first thing Petunia had said during the whole conversation.
"PETUNIA!" her father was livid. This was the sort of thing he could never stand.
Lily was to happy to listen to the fight going on, and instead grabbed the first pen she saw and signed the acceptance letter, as did her mother, allowing her to go. Just as Lily placed the letter in an envelope, a brown Tawny owl swooped in and grabbed the letter out of her hands, and took off again with a loud HOOT.
For the next three weeks, Lily couldn't think of anything, but going to school. She mainly hung out in the house library by the fireplace reading, and even translating some languages. Translating was a big hobby of Lily's, and she could translate three different languages. Italian, German, and Hebrew. She was currently working on Roman, but hadn't gotten to far yet.
Finally, it was the night before August 25th, and Lily could hardly wait for the next day to come. It was the day that Lily would get all of her school supplies. Including her wand.