A/N: Hey! Snow day!!! Yea! I probably wouldn't have been able to update or
anything until the weekend it it wasn't for all of the snow last night! So
here I go!
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize from the books, just the plot and minor characters! (Also I'm very sorry I've only been doing one of these about every other chapter.it seems to slip my mind!)
Lily's mother woke up early on the bright Saturday morning. Ever since she could remember Saturday had been her favorite day. Why? She couldn't tell you, because she didn't know herself. Perhaps it was because it was the first day of the weekend, or because she had been born on a Saturday, maybe it just happened for no reason.
"What do you want for breakfast ma'am?" a butler asked her from in the kitchen.
"Oh, how about just toast for right now," she started, "I'll eat more when Mr. Evans and Petunia wake."
"Yes ma'am." The butler replied starting to make her morning snack.
"Darling you need to wake up, it's time for our morning jog." Mr. Potter urged.
"Just one more minute," Mrs. Potter said yawning, "I'm just so tired this morning!"
"Ok fine," Mr. Potter said rolling his eyes, "we'll delay our morning jog so you can sleep more. Do you want anything for breakfast now?"
"Oh," Mrs. Potter said sitting up in bed, "yes, I want toast with strawberry jelly, scrambled eggs, grapefruit with sugar on the side, pancakes, a few pieces of French toast, some bacon, a sausage link or two, and a small glass of orange juice." She said smiling. After seeing the very confused look on Mr. Potters face quickly added, "Just tell the kitchen I want the usual."
"That I can do," Mr. Potter said smiling, "Well, we know where James got his appetite don't we?"
"Ma'am, a letter for you," the butler said bowing and handing a small letter to Mrs. Evans.
"Oh," said Mrs. Evans looking up from the morning newspaper, "thank you."
She looked at the letter currishly, 'The mail doesn't come for another hour or so' she thought to herself. Then she looked at the return address, all it said was "Hogwarts". 'Oh, it must be from Lily' she smiled to herself, 'about time she wrote me!'
She quickly started to open the letter. At a first glance, she could tell the note wasn't from Lily because the handwriting was too neat. No offence to Lily but her handwriting was had never been very good.
To Mr. and Mrs. Evans, I have some very important news concerning your daughter, Lily Evans.
The letter then went on to explain about all that has happened lately at Hogwarts, and how they need to come immediately. It urged them to pack their things, and clear away their fireplaces. It said something about traveling by the floo network, and a witch coming to pick them up around 2:00pm.
It then went onto explain what Lily saw, that made her faint, and who was with her. It said that she wouldn't be in trouble, that is, if she made it.
The letter ended with, "Come on swift feet. Be strong, and be ready for what will undoubtedly be very hard for you."
Graciously Yours, Professor Albus Dumbledoor Headmaster Of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Miles away, Mr. Potter received a similar letter, only his concerning James. Also, instead of traveling by the floo network, they were urged to appearate into Hogsmade, where a carriage would pick them up and then take them to Hogwarts.
Mrs. Evans was in shock. She didn't think anything could happen to her daughter while she was at Hogwarts. "Get my coat!" she yelled at the maids, "And please wake Mr. Evans," she said to the butler starting to cry.
"Darling what's wrong?" Mr. Evans asked coming from out of the bedroom. "Why are you crying?"
"We got a letter," she started, but after starting to cry handed it to him and sat down on one of their couches. "I don't know what to do." She said breaking into uncontrollable tears.
"Don't worry honey, we'll get through this." Mr. Evans said sitting down next to her, and giving her an enormous hug.
"That poor girl!" Mrs. Potter cried, "We need to leave immediately!"
"I agree totally," Mr. Potter said finishing his coffe with a very worried look on his face. He then turned to look at the maid standing in the doorway, "If you'll please pack our bags? Enough to last a week or so."
The maid bowed and left the room, hurrying to get the bags ready.
Around 12:30 the Potters were ready to leave. They appearated in front of the Three Broomsticks, and were greated by a school carriage, just as the letter had said.
When they got to the school, Professor Dumbledoor was waiting for them. "Welcome," he said in a grave voice, "I wish your visit had been on happy terms, but I'm afraid that the times are anything but happy at the moment. Now, If you'll follow me, I'll take you to the hospital wing where you'll see Harry and Sirius, who you apparently know, and Lily, who I believe you do not."
"Thank you professor," Mrs. Potter said before silent tears started falling down her face.
"We appreciate your swiftness in alerting us on this subject," said Mr. Potter putting his arm around Mrs. Potter for support.
At exactly 2, the Evans heard a loud pop from in the other room. "What was that?" Mrs. Evans asked in a worried tone.
"I'm not sure," replied Mr. Evans, "I'll go see." He stood up and slowly started heading toward the door when a stern-looking woman appeared at the door. Mr. Evans looked startled, and Mrs. Evans stifled a scream.
"Oh," said the woman, "I'm sorry to frighten you. My name is Professor Mcgonnagal, from Hogwarts," she added noticing a confused look on the face. "I'm here to take you to the school so you can see your daughter.
The confusion left, and sadness took its place. "Forgive us," Mr. Evans said trying to smile, "this had been really hard for the both of us."
"Of course," said the Professor, the stern look leaving her face, and a sympathetic face taking its place, "I understand completely. If you have your bags, we can be on our way."
It took the Evans about a half an hour to get the concept of floo travel, and another ten minutes or so to actually appear in the fireplace of the Three Broomsticks. Professor McGonagall then hurried them outside, carrying their bags, and into a school carriage.
On the way there, she explained that the Potters were already there, and more about Lily. "I know this will be very hard for you to take, but this is something you both need to hear." Her face looked solemn as she continued, "As you know, she fainted from the shock of what she saw, but recently, we have found out that it may not have been the shock at all. It may have been the thing itself." She then went into more detail.and finally they arrived at the school.
They slowly made their way up to the door, where they left their stuff. Professor McGonagall then hurried them to the hospital wing.
"James!" Mrs. Potter screamed the moment she saw her son sitting on the bed. "How are you darling, oh I, I mean we were so worried!"
"I'm ok," James had said taking a deep breath. Honestly he was anything but ok. What he had seen, it was an image that would never leave him, a vision that would haunt him for the rest of his life. He couldn't even imagine how Lily must have felt after seeing that.and as much as he didn't like her, he didn't want her to die from this.
The three of them had sat there talking for a little over an hour when they heard footsteps coming down the hall. Mrs. Potter could faintly hear sniffling, and could guess only too well who was coming. As nosey as she usually was, Mrs. Potter, understanding how terrible this would be for them, stayed where she was.
When they reached the hospital wing, Professor McGonagall showed them to Lily's bed. "She is unconscious right now, but we are working hard to bring her back."
At this Mrs. Evans broke into tears. She completely blamed herself for all of this. If she hadn't convinced Mr. Evans into letting Lily go to Hogwarts, none of this would have happened.
"Thank you professor," Mr. Evans said giving his wife a big hug.
"Oh, it's nothing," Professor McGonagall said looking very sad, "the headmaster will be in shortly to talk with you."
"Ok, thank you," Mr. Evans said looking sadly at Lily.
It was killing Mrs. Potter, because she couldn't go talk to the Evans. She was the kind of person who always needs to be talking, but she couldn't even imagine how they must be feeling right now.so she didn't dare talk to them.
Just then Dumbledoor walked in, and headed straight toward the Evans'. "Mr., Mrs. Evans," he said standing in front of them, "I'm so sorry for what happened. I don't know what I can say besides I'm very, very sorry. However, we have made some some very important discoveries, some good, some so horrible I don't even want to think of them. If you'll join me now in my office, I will tell you everything." He turned around and started heading toward the door, and after a little thought, added "Mr., Mrs. Potter, you may both also join us if you'd like. Because this does greatly involve you as well, I think you should hear this as well."
A/N: Smiles evily! OMG---this took so long to get up.and it's not even that long! It's because I've been so busy! I'll try to get more up soon!!! I promise you'll know what happened to Lilly in the next chapter!
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize from the books, just the plot and minor characters! (Also I'm very sorry I've only been doing one of these about every other chapter.it seems to slip my mind!)
Lily's mother woke up early on the bright Saturday morning. Ever since she could remember Saturday had been her favorite day. Why? She couldn't tell you, because she didn't know herself. Perhaps it was because it was the first day of the weekend, or because she had been born on a Saturday, maybe it just happened for no reason.
"What do you want for breakfast ma'am?" a butler asked her from in the kitchen.
"Oh, how about just toast for right now," she started, "I'll eat more when Mr. Evans and Petunia wake."
"Yes ma'am." The butler replied starting to make her morning snack.
"Darling you need to wake up, it's time for our morning jog." Mr. Potter urged.
"Just one more minute," Mrs. Potter said yawning, "I'm just so tired this morning!"
"Ok fine," Mr. Potter said rolling his eyes, "we'll delay our morning jog so you can sleep more. Do you want anything for breakfast now?"
"Oh," Mrs. Potter said sitting up in bed, "yes, I want toast with strawberry jelly, scrambled eggs, grapefruit with sugar on the side, pancakes, a few pieces of French toast, some bacon, a sausage link or two, and a small glass of orange juice." She said smiling. After seeing the very confused look on Mr. Potters face quickly added, "Just tell the kitchen I want the usual."
"That I can do," Mr. Potter said smiling, "Well, we know where James got his appetite don't we?"
"Ma'am, a letter for you," the butler said bowing and handing a small letter to Mrs. Evans.
"Oh," said Mrs. Evans looking up from the morning newspaper, "thank you."
She looked at the letter currishly, 'The mail doesn't come for another hour or so' she thought to herself. Then she looked at the return address, all it said was "Hogwarts". 'Oh, it must be from Lily' she smiled to herself, 'about time she wrote me!'
She quickly started to open the letter. At a first glance, she could tell the note wasn't from Lily because the handwriting was too neat. No offence to Lily but her handwriting was had never been very good.
To Mr. and Mrs. Evans, I have some very important news concerning your daughter, Lily Evans.
The letter then went on to explain about all that has happened lately at Hogwarts, and how they need to come immediately. It urged them to pack their things, and clear away their fireplaces. It said something about traveling by the floo network, and a witch coming to pick them up around 2:00pm.
It then went onto explain what Lily saw, that made her faint, and who was with her. It said that she wouldn't be in trouble, that is, if she made it.
The letter ended with, "Come on swift feet. Be strong, and be ready for what will undoubtedly be very hard for you."
Graciously Yours, Professor Albus Dumbledoor Headmaster Of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Miles away, Mr. Potter received a similar letter, only his concerning James. Also, instead of traveling by the floo network, they were urged to appearate into Hogsmade, where a carriage would pick them up and then take them to Hogwarts.
Mrs. Evans was in shock. She didn't think anything could happen to her daughter while she was at Hogwarts. "Get my coat!" she yelled at the maids, "And please wake Mr. Evans," she said to the butler starting to cry.
"Darling what's wrong?" Mr. Evans asked coming from out of the bedroom. "Why are you crying?"
"We got a letter," she started, but after starting to cry handed it to him and sat down on one of their couches. "I don't know what to do." She said breaking into uncontrollable tears.
"Don't worry honey, we'll get through this." Mr. Evans said sitting down next to her, and giving her an enormous hug.
"That poor girl!" Mrs. Potter cried, "We need to leave immediately!"
"I agree totally," Mr. Potter said finishing his coffe with a very worried look on his face. He then turned to look at the maid standing in the doorway, "If you'll please pack our bags? Enough to last a week or so."
The maid bowed and left the room, hurrying to get the bags ready.
Around 12:30 the Potters were ready to leave. They appearated in front of the Three Broomsticks, and were greated by a school carriage, just as the letter had said.
When they got to the school, Professor Dumbledoor was waiting for them. "Welcome," he said in a grave voice, "I wish your visit had been on happy terms, but I'm afraid that the times are anything but happy at the moment. Now, If you'll follow me, I'll take you to the hospital wing where you'll see Harry and Sirius, who you apparently know, and Lily, who I believe you do not."
"Thank you professor," Mrs. Potter said before silent tears started falling down her face.
"We appreciate your swiftness in alerting us on this subject," said Mr. Potter putting his arm around Mrs. Potter for support.
At exactly 2, the Evans heard a loud pop from in the other room. "What was that?" Mrs. Evans asked in a worried tone.
"I'm not sure," replied Mr. Evans, "I'll go see." He stood up and slowly started heading toward the door when a stern-looking woman appeared at the door. Mr. Evans looked startled, and Mrs. Evans stifled a scream.
"Oh," said the woman, "I'm sorry to frighten you. My name is Professor Mcgonnagal, from Hogwarts," she added noticing a confused look on the face. "I'm here to take you to the school so you can see your daughter.
The confusion left, and sadness took its place. "Forgive us," Mr. Evans said trying to smile, "this had been really hard for the both of us."
"Of course," said the Professor, the stern look leaving her face, and a sympathetic face taking its place, "I understand completely. If you have your bags, we can be on our way."
It took the Evans about a half an hour to get the concept of floo travel, and another ten minutes or so to actually appear in the fireplace of the Three Broomsticks. Professor McGonagall then hurried them outside, carrying their bags, and into a school carriage.
On the way there, she explained that the Potters were already there, and more about Lily. "I know this will be very hard for you to take, but this is something you both need to hear." Her face looked solemn as she continued, "As you know, she fainted from the shock of what she saw, but recently, we have found out that it may not have been the shock at all. It may have been the thing itself." She then went into more detail.and finally they arrived at the school.
They slowly made their way up to the door, where they left their stuff. Professor McGonagall then hurried them to the hospital wing.
"James!" Mrs. Potter screamed the moment she saw her son sitting on the bed. "How are you darling, oh I, I mean we were so worried!"
"I'm ok," James had said taking a deep breath. Honestly he was anything but ok. What he had seen, it was an image that would never leave him, a vision that would haunt him for the rest of his life. He couldn't even imagine how Lily must have felt after seeing that.and as much as he didn't like her, he didn't want her to die from this.
The three of them had sat there talking for a little over an hour when they heard footsteps coming down the hall. Mrs. Potter could faintly hear sniffling, and could guess only too well who was coming. As nosey as she usually was, Mrs. Potter, understanding how terrible this would be for them, stayed where she was.
When they reached the hospital wing, Professor McGonagall showed them to Lily's bed. "She is unconscious right now, but we are working hard to bring her back."
At this Mrs. Evans broke into tears. She completely blamed herself for all of this. If she hadn't convinced Mr. Evans into letting Lily go to Hogwarts, none of this would have happened.
"Thank you professor," Mr. Evans said giving his wife a big hug.
"Oh, it's nothing," Professor McGonagall said looking very sad, "the headmaster will be in shortly to talk with you."
"Ok, thank you," Mr. Evans said looking sadly at Lily.
It was killing Mrs. Potter, because she couldn't go talk to the Evans. She was the kind of person who always needs to be talking, but she couldn't even imagine how they must be feeling right now.so she didn't dare talk to them.
Just then Dumbledoor walked in, and headed straight toward the Evans'. "Mr., Mrs. Evans," he said standing in front of them, "I'm so sorry for what happened. I don't know what I can say besides I'm very, very sorry. However, we have made some some very important discoveries, some good, some so horrible I don't even want to think of them. If you'll join me now in my office, I will tell you everything." He turned around and started heading toward the door, and after a little thought, added "Mr., Mrs. Potter, you may both also join us if you'd like. Because this does greatly involve you as well, I think you should hear this as well."
A/N: Smiles evily! OMG---this took so long to get up.and it's not even that long! It's because I've been so busy! I'll try to get more up soon!!! I promise you'll know what happened to Lilly in the next chapter!