Salt Lick
Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling is the author of Harry Potter and owns everything in it.
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Summary: Lily Evans had attended Beaxbatons Academy for 5 years, but with Voldemort's rise of power, her mother must go into hiding, and she must transfer to Hogwarts school under a disguise and the name of Ellen Lohre. Speaking scarce English, Lily struggles to make the best of her situation, keep hold of her mysterious magical heritage, and hide her secret from Dumbledore's watchful eye. She thought her secret was safe until James Potter came along.
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Main Characters:
Lily Evans - Ellen Lohre (Elle)
James Potter (Prongs)
Arabella Figg (Bella)
Sirius Black (Padfoot)
Remus Lupin (Moony)
Peter Pettigrew (Wormtail)
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(A/N) This fic starts with Lily going to Hogwarts in her 6th year so if you haven't read the summary yet I suggest you do now before you get very lost.
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Lily Evans, now Ellen Lohre looked up at the dark castle ahead of her. It was 2:00 in the morning, raining, and frigid. Ellen Lohre. The name tasted bitter in her mouth.. Her dark red hair and green eyes had now been replaced with strait, long black hair and blue eyes. The horse-less carriage drew to a jerky stop. Lily snapped out of her reverie. She stood up and stepped out of the door and splashed onto the wet ground. A witch dressed in dark green velvet walked up to her. Her orange hair was turning gray and her face carried the wistful look of fading beauty. (A/N: For readers who have read the Blue Sword, yes I did get wistful look of fading beauty from it. For those who haven't , get it at the library and read it immediately!!!)
"Miss Lohre?"
"Oui."
"The witch smiled sympathetically at Lily. " Welcome to Hogwarts. I'm Professor McGonagall. The other students are already in bed. If you will be so kind to come to my office you will be sorted into your house."
Lily nodded. She knew of Hogwart's way of sorting into houses.
Lily was impressed by the castle. It seemed so...homey. Beaxbatons was...well, stiffer than Hogwarts. The formality, the iron-straightness of it all. The orange fire in Hogwarts seemed pleasant to the purple, silver, and blue fire at the Academy.
McGonagall made her way through the corridor with long strides, and Lily found her self trotting to keep up. They came to a portrait of Mideval widow weeping silently in her frame wearing a rather ugly black dress, with a forgotten bouquet of wilting purple flowers on her lap. McGonagall stopped in front of it and said bluntly- "Camel tail"
Lily stared in wonder as the portrait swung open to reveal a cozy office. Lily stepped inside and sat down in one of the scarlet squashy chairs in front of a mahogany desk. Professor McGonagall seized a old black wizards hat and presented it to Lily. Lily put it hesitantly on her head. It was far to large and slipped down to the middle of her nose.
She jumped with a start as the hat started talking. "Hmmm... Plenty of courage yes... More wise than smart, not that you aren't smart, oh no... Hmmm... Always trying to find the best in things, that is an admirable trait indeed. Hufflepuff would not suit you, no... Gryffindor or Ravenclaw... Hmmm... Well, you are tough... Very clever, bold, stubborn, my goodness yes. Dear me, I do believe I'm stuck!" He said the last bit out loud.
" Very well," said McGonagal taking the hat of Lily and putting in on a shelf. " Don't be worried. It's not like this hasn't happened before. You'll be given a private room." She smiled kindly at Lily.
"Merci," Lily choked out, trying to keep the teers that was about to spill out firmly inside her eye. She failed miserably.
"There, there," said McGonnagall, giving her a quick hug. This must be very hard for you. You can come and visit me here in my office any time you want on your breaks. It'll be a real joy to have you. I was a mix house myself.
Lily managed a shaky smile. "Thank you, Professor..." she said, stumbling on her English.
"Not at all. Do call me Minnie. Not in front of the other students, of course. I hope you'll come visit me sometime.
"Of course," Lily stuttered out. Her words were accented terribly in French.
"Excellent. Your coming along quite nicely. We'll work on your English tomorrow, Ellen."
Minnie showed Lily to her separate room. It was located in a secret corridor behind a tapestry near Gryffindor's portrait hole. McGonnagall gace Lily the password to the common room anyhow. Her room was was entered by a rope ladder that fell down when the password ( Return to Neverland) was said.
Lily said goodbye to Minnie and climbed up to her new room and observered it.
One word. Turquoise. The entire room was this color except for some dark blue. Her luggage and her owl, Arwok, were already there.
Arwok hooted softly. Lily fell on her bed. Her tears thickened rapidly. Ellen Lohre buried her raven-colored head into a golden colored pillow and sobbed. After a minute, she choked out these words in French...
"Papa! Why did you have die?"
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A boy wrapped in a invisibility cloak stepped out of the Gryffindor common room entrance hole. His head spun around as he heard a noise. A girl. A girl crying. Crying as if her life was torn and laying at her feet.
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(A/N: There it is. Plolouge of Salt Lick. Trust me, you'll find out what it means. I honestly have no idea how long this fic will go. We'll see. Review if you like it. Flames are accepted, but this is my first fic, so please don't be too harsh. Thanks!
Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling is the author of Harry Potter and owns everything in it.
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Summary: Lily Evans had attended Beaxbatons Academy for 5 years, but with Voldemort's rise of power, her mother must go into hiding, and she must transfer to Hogwarts school under a disguise and the name of Ellen Lohre. Speaking scarce English, Lily struggles to make the best of her situation, keep hold of her mysterious magical heritage, and hide her secret from Dumbledore's watchful eye. She thought her secret was safe until James Potter came along.
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Main Characters:
Lily Evans - Ellen Lohre (Elle)
James Potter (Prongs)
Arabella Figg (Bella)
Sirius Black (Padfoot)
Remus Lupin (Moony)
Peter Pettigrew (Wormtail)
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(A/N) This fic starts with Lily going to Hogwarts in her 6th year so if you haven't read the summary yet I suggest you do now before you get very lost.
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Lily Evans, now Ellen Lohre looked up at the dark castle ahead of her. It was 2:00 in the morning, raining, and frigid. Ellen Lohre. The name tasted bitter in her mouth.. Her dark red hair and green eyes had now been replaced with strait, long black hair and blue eyes. The horse-less carriage drew to a jerky stop. Lily snapped out of her reverie. She stood up and stepped out of the door and splashed onto the wet ground. A witch dressed in dark green velvet walked up to her. Her orange hair was turning gray and her face carried the wistful look of fading beauty. (A/N: For readers who have read the Blue Sword, yes I did get wistful look of fading beauty from it. For those who haven't , get it at the library and read it immediately!!!)
"Miss Lohre?"
"Oui."
"The witch smiled sympathetically at Lily. " Welcome to Hogwarts. I'm Professor McGonagall. The other students are already in bed. If you will be so kind to come to my office you will be sorted into your house."
Lily nodded. She knew of Hogwart's way of sorting into houses.
Lily was impressed by the castle. It seemed so...homey. Beaxbatons was...well, stiffer than Hogwarts. The formality, the iron-straightness of it all. The orange fire in Hogwarts seemed pleasant to the purple, silver, and blue fire at the Academy.
McGonagall made her way through the corridor with long strides, and Lily found her self trotting to keep up. They came to a portrait of Mideval widow weeping silently in her frame wearing a rather ugly black dress, with a forgotten bouquet of wilting purple flowers on her lap. McGonagall stopped in front of it and said bluntly- "Camel tail"
Lily stared in wonder as the portrait swung open to reveal a cozy office. Lily stepped inside and sat down in one of the scarlet squashy chairs in front of a mahogany desk. Professor McGonagall seized a old black wizards hat and presented it to Lily. Lily put it hesitantly on her head. It was far to large and slipped down to the middle of her nose.
She jumped with a start as the hat started talking. "Hmmm... Plenty of courage yes... More wise than smart, not that you aren't smart, oh no... Hmmm... Always trying to find the best in things, that is an admirable trait indeed. Hufflepuff would not suit you, no... Gryffindor or Ravenclaw... Hmmm... Well, you are tough... Very clever, bold, stubborn, my goodness yes. Dear me, I do believe I'm stuck!" He said the last bit out loud.
" Very well," said McGonagal taking the hat of Lily and putting in on a shelf. " Don't be worried. It's not like this hasn't happened before. You'll be given a private room." She smiled kindly at Lily.
"Merci," Lily choked out, trying to keep the teers that was about to spill out firmly inside her eye. She failed miserably.
"There, there," said McGonnagall, giving her a quick hug. This must be very hard for you. You can come and visit me here in my office any time you want on your breaks. It'll be a real joy to have you. I was a mix house myself.
Lily managed a shaky smile. "Thank you, Professor..." she said, stumbling on her English.
"Not at all. Do call me Minnie. Not in front of the other students, of course. I hope you'll come visit me sometime.
"Of course," Lily stuttered out. Her words were accented terribly in French.
"Excellent. Your coming along quite nicely. We'll work on your English tomorrow, Ellen."
Minnie showed Lily to her separate room. It was located in a secret corridor behind a tapestry near Gryffindor's portrait hole. McGonnagall gace Lily the password to the common room anyhow. Her room was was entered by a rope ladder that fell down when the password ( Return to Neverland) was said.
Lily said goodbye to Minnie and climbed up to her new room and observered it.
One word. Turquoise. The entire room was this color except for some dark blue. Her luggage and her owl, Arwok, were already there.
Arwok hooted softly. Lily fell on her bed. Her tears thickened rapidly. Ellen Lohre buried her raven-colored head into a golden colored pillow and sobbed. After a minute, she choked out these words in French...
"Papa! Why did you have die?"
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A boy wrapped in a invisibility cloak stepped out of the Gryffindor common room entrance hole. His head spun around as he heard a noise. A girl. A girl crying. Crying as if her life was torn and laying at her feet.
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(A/N: There it is. Plolouge of Salt Lick. Trust me, you'll find out what it means. I honestly have no idea how long this fic will go. We'll see. Review if you like it. Flames are accepted, but this is my first fic, so please don't be too harsh. Thanks!