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(C)If you recognize it, it's a pretty good chance it's owned by J.K. Rowling. Of course, if she wants them taken off her hands...
"Er, yeah. Okay, please wake up Lily and help me write to Sirius," said Harry, with a rather annoyed tone of voice. He stood there while Lily looked at him in amazement.
"Er, is it about the dream with Voldemort and Wormtail?" asked Lily. She had suddenly caught on that her wish must have worked. She was actually in her book! Except now there would be a few changes.
"How'd you know it had Voldemort and Wormtail? Did you have it too?" asked Harry. He thought, "God, something must be wrong if Lily had the same dream!"
"No, I read about it. The dream was about an old man, Frank Bryce to be exact, and Voldemort was talking to Wormtail and Nagini the snake came in and saw Frank and then Voldemort killed Frank. That's what happened, right?" explained Lily. She saw a look of amazement pass onto Harry's face. She realized he didn't know she knew and she suddenly knew that she shouldn't have known. "God I'm stupid!" she thought. She had just amazed Harry and he'd probably want to know how she knew! She hit herself in the forehead in her stupidity.
(A/N: Did that paragraph confuse you as much as it did me?)
"Er, yeah. How'd you know? I know we're, like, connected since we're twins but, how did you know all those details? And how do you mean you read about it? How can you read about my dreams?" said Harry. His voice had gone up a little in pitch because he was so amazed that Lily knew so much. Had she been listening to Professor Trelawney more than he had? Well, of course she had since she didn't get death predictions 24/7. He did and it annoyed him so much he kind of drifted off into space with Ron every lesson.
"Er, just listening to Professor Trelawney. You know, you should since she does tell us great stuff, ya know?" said Lily. She had formed the plan for Harry to think that she was just good at predicting what he was going to say.
"You need to talk to that old bat and teach her how to properly tell the future because that was great. You even knew that old bloke's name! And it didn't even say it in the dream. Well, come help me write to Sirius," said Harry. His voice had gone back down to it's normal pitch at learning he wasn't mental and had heard his sister just explain his whole dream.
"Phew, that satisfied him enough I guess," thought Lily. She stood up and said, "And why do you want to write to Sirius? He's just going to come up and hide in Hogsmeade. You need to owl Dumbledore because he's the one watching the signs. He'd want to know," said Lily. "Well, I've done it again! Can't I learn to keep my big mouth shut?" she thought.
"No, I'd rather write Sirius. I feel better writing to him since he is our godfather," said Harry as if he was explaining to Hermione how to say "Wronski Feint" again. "Of course, he hadn't been able to explain it once yet," Lily reminded herself.
"I'm going to lay down and let you write it. I'll check it when you're done if you want," said Lily. She was actually going to go over to one of the trunks and read some of the books. After all, if she were a Hogwarts student now she'd need to know the material.
"Okay, since you're the new editor of letters, I guess I'll just write it on my own. You might want to change out of that first," said Harry. Lily looked down at what she was wearing. It was a spaghetti strap shirt with three stars in the middle. She was wearing what appeared to be a pair of Harry's boxers because they had a pattern of golden snitches across fluttering their wings.
"Oh my god! Don't look at me; I'm going to change. Where are my clothes at, by the way?" explained Lily. She couldn't believe she was wearing something like this in front of a boy she had just met! "Well, obviously I know him since I've read all four of his books," muttered Lily under her breath.
"Your clothes are in the bottom two drawers of that shabby old thing they call a dresser and what did you just say under your breathe?" said Harry. Of course he knew where her clothes were, he had lived here almost his entire life. She had just now come and didn't know where anything was.
"Okay and I wasn't talking to you. Mind your own business," said Lily. She opened the drawer and saw cool clothes. "Wow, I've got some nice stuff, eh?" said Lily. She picked out a pair of shorts that were way too short for her old school and a white t-shirt with "Roxy" written on the front in light blue letters.
"Yeah, remember Mrs. Weasley took us shopping last year before the beginning of term. She said she hated seeing us in old clothes of Dudley's. She even bought more wool to make us both a new sweater this year for Christmas. She said the clothes were birthday presents from her and everyone else. You do remember that little plot you had in first year to get the Weasley's a bit of money, don't you?" said Harry. He sounded as if he had told this story a million times before.
"Of course I do! Well, don't turn around because I have to change and I don't exactly want you to see what's under this spaghetti strap. Am I wearing your boxers or are they mine?" asked Lily. She didn't know if she liked the idea of wearing boy's underwear.
"I gave them to you, remember? Since we don't exactly get out to buy presents for each other we usually give each other something we already own. Of course you broke the tradition with buying me that bag of Filibuster's No Heat Wet Start Fireworks. I appreciate that by the way," said Harry. He pointed to a bag of little colorful cylinders lying on the table beside the messy bed he had been sleeping in, no doubt.
"Well, you can look now. I'm proper," exclaimed Lily. She looked down and said, "God, I don't look half bad, do I? Where's a mirror?"
"Over there," Harry said as he gestured carelessly towards a very small circular mirror across the room from where he was. He obviously hadn't heard what she'd said except for "Where's a mirror?"
"Whoa, I look totally different!" muttered Lily. She now had light red hair, not as bright as she imagined Ron's must have been, and green eyes. Her eyes were as green as Harry's. Her skin was smooth and she still had her lightning bolt scar. She also had a slightly good tan and had obviously lost weight in her departure into Harry's world. Before she had been slightly chubby (not exactly fat) but now she was very skinny with a teenage figure to match. She was taller than she had been before and was just a little taller than Harry.
"Actually you've always looked like that, except this summer you seem to have started looking more grown up. Only last year you had pimples to match Eloise Midgen's. I guess you've gone through that already though," Harry explained. "I bet Ron's going to be staring at you. You do know he's started looking at girls, don't you? I can't wait to see the look on his face when he sees you." He sat up and looked at the finished letter. "Done! Let me get dressed and it's about time to go down to breakfast. Make your bed too; remember last time you didn't Aunt Petunia gave you extra house work. Don't look over because I'm getting dressed."
Lily edged towards the bed she had gotten out of earlier, careful not to turn around and see her "brother" getting dressed. The bed was pretty small so it didn't take long to make. "You done yet? I'm getting sick of staring at this wall!" exclaimed Lily.
"Ready. Let's go down stairs and grace them with our presences! We should walk down arm-in-arm and see if they think we're up to something," said Harry.
She looked at Harry and noticed the books didn't do him justice. His hair wasn't as messy as it sounded and he looked like a regular teenager. He was wearing some jean shorts (which meant they were hanging down past his knees) and a gray t-shirt that said "Billabong" in curvy, yellow letters.
"Alright, lets!" she said taking Harry's arm. They walked out of the door together, Lily being nearly dragged by Harry since she didn't know the way around the house.
Well, there was Chapter 2! All edited and revised to where I don't cringe when I look at it. Hope you enjoyed it. If you've got the time, review. I do love a bit of feedback now and then.
(C)If you recognize it, it's a pretty good chance it's owned by J.K. Rowling. Of course, if she wants them taken off her hands...
"Er, yeah. Okay, please wake up Lily and help me write to Sirius," said Harry, with a rather annoyed tone of voice. He stood there while Lily looked at him in amazement.
"Er, is it about the dream with Voldemort and Wormtail?" asked Lily. She had suddenly caught on that her wish must have worked. She was actually in her book! Except now there would be a few changes.
"How'd you know it had Voldemort and Wormtail? Did you have it too?" asked Harry. He thought, "God, something must be wrong if Lily had the same dream!"
"No, I read about it. The dream was about an old man, Frank Bryce to be exact, and Voldemort was talking to Wormtail and Nagini the snake came in and saw Frank and then Voldemort killed Frank. That's what happened, right?" explained Lily. She saw a look of amazement pass onto Harry's face. She realized he didn't know she knew and she suddenly knew that she shouldn't have known. "God I'm stupid!" she thought. She had just amazed Harry and he'd probably want to know how she knew! She hit herself in the forehead in her stupidity.
(A/N: Did that paragraph confuse you as much as it did me?)
"Er, yeah. How'd you know? I know we're, like, connected since we're twins but, how did you know all those details? And how do you mean you read about it? How can you read about my dreams?" said Harry. His voice had gone up a little in pitch because he was so amazed that Lily knew so much. Had she been listening to Professor Trelawney more than he had? Well, of course she had since she didn't get death predictions 24/7. He did and it annoyed him so much he kind of drifted off into space with Ron every lesson.
"Er, just listening to Professor Trelawney. You know, you should since she does tell us great stuff, ya know?" said Lily. She had formed the plan for Harry to think that she was just good at predicting what he was going to say.
"You need to talk to that old bat and teach her how to properly tell the future because that was great. You even knew that old bloke's name! And it didn't even say it in the dream. Well, come help me write to Sirius," said Harry. His voice had gone back down to it's normal pitch at learning he wasn't mental and had heard his sister just explain his whole dream.
"Phew, that satisfied him enough I guess," thought Lily. She stood up and said, "And why do you want to write to Sirius? He's just going to come up and hide in Hogsmeade. You need to owl Dumbledore because he's the one watching the signs. He'd want to know," said Lily. "Well, I've done it again! Can't I learn to keep my big mouth shut?" she thought.
"No, I'd rather write Sirius. I feel better writing to him since he is our godfather," said Harry as if he was explaining to Hermione how to say "Wronski Feint" again. "Of course, he hadn't been able to explain it once yet," Lily reminded herself.
"I'm going to lay down and let you write it. I'll check it when you're done if you want," said Lily. She was actually going to go over to one of the trunks and read some of the books. After all, if she were a Hogwarts student now she'd need to know the material.
"Okay, since you're the new editor of letters, I guess I'll just write it on my own. You might want to change out of that first," said Harry. Lily looked down at what she was wearing. It was a spaghetti strap shirt with three stars in the middle. She was wearing what appeared to be a pair of Harry's boxers because they had a pattern of golden snitches across fluttering their wings.
"Oh my god! Don't look at me; I'm going to change. Where are my clothes at, by the way?" explained Lily. She couldn't believe she was wearing something like this in front of a boy she had just met! "Well, obviously I know him since I've read all four of his books," muttered Lily under her breath.
"Your clothes are in the bottom two drawers of that shabby old thing they call a dresser and what did you just say under your breathe?" said Harry. Of course he knew where her clothes were, he had lived here almost his entire life. She had just now come and didn't know where anything was.
"Okay and I wasn't talking to you. Mind your own business," said Lily. She opened the drawer and saw cool clothes. "Wow, I've got some nice stuff, eh?" said Lily. She picked out a pair of shorts that were way too short for her old school and a white t-shirt with "Roxy" written on the front in light blue letters.
"Yeah, remember Mrs. Weasley took us shopping last year before the beginning of term. She said she hated seeing us in old clothes of Dudley's. She even bought more wool to make us both a new sweater this year for Christmas. She said the clothes were birthday presents from her and everyone else. You do remember that little plot you had in first year to get the Weasley's a bit of money, don't you?" said Harry. He sounded as if he had told this story a million times before.
"Of course I do! Well, don't turn around because I have to change and I don't exactly want you to see what's under this spaghetti strap. Am I wearing your boxers or are they mine?" asked Lily. She didn't know if she liked the idea of wearing boy's underwear.
"I gave them to you, remember? Since we don't exactly get out to buy presents for each other we usually give each other something we already own. Of course you broke the tradition with buying me that bag of Filibuster's No Heat Wet Start Fireworks. I appreciate that by the way," said Harry. He pointed to a bag of little colorful cylinders lying on the table beside the messy bed he had been sleeping in, no doubt.
"Well, you can look now. I'm proper," exclaimed Lily. She looked down and said, "God, I don't look half bad, do I? Where's a mirror?"
"Over there," Harry said as he gestured carelessly towards a very small circular mirror across the room from where he was. He obviously hadn't heard what she'd said except for "Where's a mirror?"
"Whoa, I look totally different!" muttered Lily. She now had light red hair, not as bright as she imagined Ron's must have been, and green eyes. Her eyes were as green as Harry's. Her skin was smooth and she still had her lightning bolt scar. She also had a slightly good tan and had obviously lost weight in her departure into Harry's world. Before she had been slightly chubby (not exactly fat) but now she was very skinny with a teenage figure to match. She was taller than she had been before and was just a little taller than Harry.
"Actually you've always looked like that, except this summer you seem to have started looking more grown up. Only last year you had pimples to match Eloise Midgen's. I guess you've gone through that already though," Harry explained. "I bet Ron's going to be staring at you. You do know he's started looking at girls, don't you? I can't wait to see the look on his face when he sees you." He sat up and looked at the finished letter. "Done! Let me get dressed and it's about time to go down to breakfast. Make your bed too; remember last time you didn't Aunt Petunia gave you extra house work. Don't look over because I'm getting dressed."
Lily edged towards the bed she had gotten out of earlier, careful not to turn around and see her "brother" getting dressed. The bed was pretty small so it didn't take long to make. "You done yet? I'm getting sick of staring at this wall!" exclaimed Lily.
"Ready. Let's go down stairs and grace them with our presences! We should walk down arm-in-arm and see if they think we're up to something," said Harry.
She looked at Harry and noticed the books didn't do him justice. His hair wasn't as messy as it sounded and he looked like a regular teenager. He was wearing some jean shorts (which meant they were hanging down past his knees) and a gray t-shirt that said "Billabong" in curvy, yellow letters.
"Alright, lets!" she said taking Harry's arm. They walked out of the door together, Lily being nearly dragged by Harry since she didn't know the way around the house.
Well, there was Chapter 2! All edited and revised to where I don't cringe when I look at it. Hope you enjoyed it. If you've got the time, review. I do love a bit of feedback now and then.
