Two long weeks passed with Sirius sending Lily an owl almost everyday. He
wrote of his comings and goings, his trips with the Potters and how much he
missed Lily. Lily replied by filling Sirius in on her dreams, and telling
him of her home life. Her father, who still wasn't speaking with her, paced
the house moodily, her mother was busy with preparations for the Engagement
Celebration and Petunia had begun digging into Lily the moment she had
arrived home. Sirius sympathized with her telling her that he wished he
could see her and help make her feel better, but Lily was slowly slipping
into depression.
One morning Lily woke up to a scream that was issued from across the hall. She scrambled out of her bed, flung open her door and found Petunia in the bathroom wrestling a harassed looking tawny owl. Lily recognized it at once, it was a school owl. Lily marched into the bathroom and grabbed the owl lovingly murmuring to it, helping it calm down. Petunia who was covered in scratches began to screech at Lily.
"Bloody owls, Think you're freaky enough with out barn owls swooping in and out of here!"
The owl clucked at Petunia disapprovingly. It was true that many more owls than usual had been swooping in and out of the house.
Her father and mother had just emerged from their bedroom to see what the matter was.
"Oh Petunia!" Mary Evans cried, running towards her and tending to the many scratches that littered her bony face.
"Lily," George Evans demanded growing red in the face.
"I woke up to her screaming and came in here and she was wrestling this owl," Lily told him.
"What?" he yelled "Was an Owl doing in the bloody bathroom?"
"George please," Mary warned.
"The neighbors have enough to talk about with out numerous ruddy birds flying in and out of here." George roared, "Who is it from?"
"The school," Lily replied blinking back more tears.
"So the school has been sending you all these owls?" he asked disbelievingly.
Lily looked down, as the owl let out a soft coo.
"Well?!" her father shouted at her.
She shook her head.
"Then who Lily?" he bellowed,
"A boy, from school," she whispered.
"That boy, from the station?"
She nodded, and braced herself.
"I thought I told you that i wanted you to be a normal respectable girl, not going around with these wizarding folk?"
"I am normal daddy," Lily cried.
Petunia snickered.
"George don't you think you are getting a little out of hand" Mary asked looking up at him with her large green eyes.
"What is out of hand is her!" he cried pointing at her, "I should have never agreed to let her go to that school, with those, those,"
"Freaks?" Petunia offered.
"Yes them, I've had to face numerous embarrassing questions about her, and her filthy ability,"
Lily burst into tears.
"You are not to receive or send out anymore owls, you hear me?" he shouted bringing his face closer to her.
She nodded.
"Good, now get out of my sight!"
Lily ran to her room and curled up in the corner crying into her hands. She closed her eyes and images filled her head.
Her father shouting at her mother;
"Send her away, yes that's the best thing we could do!"
"To a school George," Mary said, "So she can learn,"
"Learn, what's there to learn Mary, look at her the child is a freak,"
"She's your daughter,"
"She's not daughter of mine," he growled narrowing his eyes.
Petunia crying;
"I don't want a freaky sister mom, take her away, make her stay away from me!"
Lily sobbed into the sleeves of her nightdress. Why couldn't her family accept her? Where was Sirius when she needed him?
She had almost forgot about the school owl when he landed down on her shoulder and nipped her ear. She looked up tearfully, and the bird held out his leg. She untied the piece of parchment carefully, and with a hoot the owl was gone. Lily unrolled the parchment and read:
Dear Miss Evans;
I am writing this to ask you to keep me informed of any
strange dreams that you have been having. I wish for you
to be open with me, as this is a very important matter.
Please, i need to know of everything you see, you will
understand soon enough.
Best wishes,
Professor Dumbledore
Lily crumpled up the paper frustrated, and threw it across her room. She was sick of her visions, sick of her so called gift. Another owl swooped in and Lily let out a sigh, it was James's owl.
Hexer, as she was called nipped Lily affectionately and stuck out her leg, Lily untied it tenderly and the owl sat down on her bed waiting for the reply patiently.
"No reply today Hexer," Lily muttered. The bird cocked its head, and after a few moments stretched out his wings and took off. Lily flung herself back on her bed and began to read Sirius's letter. He talked about how Peter had come to join him and James and of Mrs. Potters great cooking he ending with a quickly jotted "Love ya," and that was it. Lily thought this was an unsatisfactory last letter, and wondered what she would do with absolutely no contact with anyone but her family. She lay their on her bed thinking of Sirius, and wearily closing her eyes.
A fog surrounded her. She walked around cautiously having no idea where she was, or where she was heading. She listened heard, hearing her own heart thumping. She walked through the dark fog quickly. She bumped into something. She waved the fog away with her had and found Sirius sitting on a chair staring blankly ahead.
"Sirius?" she questioned. His dark eyes flickered.
"Sirius?" she asked again reaching a hand out tenderly.
"Yea James I'm up," he said staring straight ahead.
"No," she shook her head, "its me Lily,"
"You're mom's making waffles?" Sirius asked joyfully. A smile appeared on his face. Lily couldn't resist temptation; she reached out and touched his scruffy cheek. A confused look over took his face.
"Yea I'm fine," he whispered, "I'll be down in a minute,"
He reached up and touched his face where Lily was holding it, his hand slipped through hers, as if she was a ghost.
"Am I dead?" she asked aloud.
"Sirius look at me," she said softly, he was still staring blankly. He looked around.
"Lily?" he breathed.
"Sirius, yes its mean, I'm right here!" she cried waving her hand in front of his face."
"Yea alright I'm coming!" Sirius shouted, as he stood up, towering over Lily. He glanced around suspiciously for a moment and then walked away into the fog. Lily ran after him only for a moment before she was jolted into reality.
"Lily, some dinner dear," her mother whispered opening the door slightly.
"Oh mom," Lily muttered.
"I am sorry dear, about your father, he's just in one of his moods," Mary said walking foreword holding a tray full of sandwiches.
She sat down on the bed.
"Mom," Lily began, "I know that dad resents having me as a daughter,"
"Nonsense," Mary shook her head.
"No mom, I know, and I just wanted to apologize for being what I am, but say thank you for sticking up for me,"
Mary stared at her daughter for a moment,
"I think I should head back downstairs Lily," she said blankly and then got up quickly and exited.
Lily let out a sigh picking up a sandwich and taking a bite. She sat there eating sandwiches and wondering what had took place in her mind moments earlier.
One morning Lily woke up to a scream that was issued from across the hall. She scrambled out of her bed, flung open her door and found Petunia in the bathroom wrestling a harassed looking tawny owl. Lily recognized it at once, it was a school owl. Lily marched into the bathroom and grabbed the owl lovingly murmuring to it, helping it calm down. Petunia who was covered in scratches began to screech at Lily.
"Bloody owls, Think you're freaky enough with out barn owls swooping in and out of here!"
The owl clucked at Petunia disapprovingly. It was true that many more owls than usual had been swooping in and out of the house.
Her father and mother had just emerged from their bedroom to see what the matter was.
"Oh Petunia!" Mary Evans cried, running towards her and tending to the many scratches that littered her bony face.
"Lily," George Evans demanded growing red in the face.
"I woke up to her screaming and came in here and she was wrestling this owl," Lily told him.
"What?" he yelled "Was an Owl doing in the bloody bathroom?"
"George please," Mary warned.
"The neighbors have enough to talk about with out numerous ruddy birds flying in and out of here." George roared, "Who is it from?"
"The school," Lily replied blinking back more tears.
"So the school has been sending you all these owls?" he asked disbelievingly.
Lily looked down, as the owl let out a soft coo.
"Well?!" her father shouted at her.
She shook her head.
"Then who Lily?" he bellowed,
"A boy, from school," she whispered.
"That boy, from the station?"
She nodded, and braced herself.
"I thought I told you that i wanted you to be a normal respectable girl, not going around with these wizarding folk?"
"I am normal daddy," Lily cried.
Petunia snickered.
"George don't you think you are getting a little out of hand" Mary asked looking up at him with her large green eyes.
"What is out of hand is her!" he cried pointing at her, "I should have never agreed to let her go to that school, with those, those,"
"Freaks?" Petunia offered.
"Yes them, I've had to face numerous embarrassing questions about her, and her filthy ability,"
Lily burst into tears.
"You are not to receive or send out anymore owls, you hear me?" he shouted bringing his face closer to her.
She nodded.
"Good, now get out of my sight!"
Lily ran to her room and curled up in the corner crying into her hands. She closed her eyes and images filled her head.
Her father shouting at her mother;
"Send her away, yes that's the best thing we could do!"
"To a school George," Mary said, "So she can learn,"
"Learn, what's there to learn Mary, look at her the child is a freak,"
"She's your daughter,"
"She's not daughter of mine," he growled narrowing his eyes.
Petunia crying;
"I don't want a freaky sister mom, take her away, make her stay away from me!"
Lily sobbed into the sleeves of her nightdress. Why couldn't her family accept her? Where was Sirius when she needed him?
She had almost forgot about the school owl when he landed down on her shoulder and nipped her ear. She looked up tearfully, and the bird held out his leg. She untied the piece of parchment carefully, and with a hoot the owl was gone. Lily unrolled the parchment and read:
Dear Miss Evans;
I am writing this to ask you to keep me informed of any
strange dreams that you have been having. I wish for you
to be open with me, as this is a very important matter.
Please, i need to know of everything you see, you will
understand soon enough.
Best wishes,
Professor Dumbledore
Lily crumpled up the paper frustrated, and threw it across her room. She was sick of her visions, sick of her so called gift. Another owl swooped in and Lily let out a sigh, it was James's owl.
Hexer, as she was called nipped Lily affectionately and stuck out her leg, Lily untied it tenderly and the owl sat down on her bed waiting for the reply patiently.
"No reply today Hexer," Lily muttered. The bird cocked its head, and after a few moments stretched out his wings and took off. Lily flung herself back on her bed and began to read Sirius's letter. He talked about how Peter had come to join him and James and of Mrs. Potters great cooking he ending with a quickly jotted "Love ya," and that was it. Lily thought this was an unsatisfactory last letter, and wondered what she would do with absolutely no contact with anyone but her family. She lay their on her bed thinking of Sirius, and wearily closing her eyes.
A fog surrounded her. She walked around cautiously having no idea where she was, or where she was heading. She listened heard, hearing her own heart thumping. She walked through the dark fog quickly. She bumped into something. She waved the fog away with her had and found Sirius sitting on a chair staring blankly ahead.
"Sirius?" she questioned. His dark eyes flickered.
"Sirius?" she asked again reaching a hand out tenderly.
"Yea James I'm up," he said staring straight ahead.
"No," she shook her head, "its me Lily,"
"You're mom's making waffles?" Sirius asked joyfully. A smile appeared on his face. Lily couldn't resist temptation; she reached out and touched his scruffy cheek. A confused look over took his face.
"Yea I'm fine," he whispered, "I'll be down in a minute,"
He reached up and touched his face where Lily was holding it, his hand slipped through hers, as if she was a ghost.
"Am I dead?" she asked aloud.
"Sirius look at me," she said softly, he was still staring blankly. He looked around.
"Lily?" he breathed.
"Sirius, yes its mean, I'm right here!" she cried waving her hand in front of his face."
"Yea alright I'm coming!" Sirius shouted, as he stood up, towering over Lily. He glanced around suspiciously for a moment and then walked away into the fog. Lily ran after him only for a moment before she was jolted into reality.
"Lily, some dinner dear," her mother whispered opening the door slightly.
"Oh mom," Lily muttered.
"I am sorry dear, about your father, he's just in one of his moods," Mary said walking foreword holding a tray full of sandwiches.
She sat down on the bed.
"Mom," Lily began, "I know that dad resents having me as a daughter,"
"Nonsense," Mary shook her head.
"No mom, I know, and I just wanted to apologize for being what I am, but say thank you for sticking up for me,"
Mary stared at her daughter for a moment,
"I think I should head back downstairs Lily," she said blankly and then got up quickly and exited.
Lily let out a sigh picking up a sandwich and taking a bite. She sat there eating sandwiches and wondering what had took place in her mind moments earlier.