Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, unfortunately. JK Rowling owns all the characters and only the plot is mine.
~*The Unknown Warrior*~
Chapter 2: Reactions
Albus Dumbledore looked down at Lily Evans kindly, "I believe your parents may be missing you Lily, it is about………" he looked down at a strange watch with rotating suns and planets "eight."
"Eight o'clock? Already? We need to go!" said Lily in exasperation, and she started running towards the house. "Mister Dumbledore, c'mon!"
His blue eyes sparkled with laughter, "I'll meet you there, Lily. First I have some business to take care of elsewhere. I will meet you at your house at nine. Please do not speak to your parents of this yet, for I'm not sure if they'll believe you."
Lily stopped in her tracks, "You promise you'll come back?"
He smiled, "I promise." And with that, he disappeared into thin air. Lily gasped and stared for a minute, but then heard her mother calling her name and ran off towards her house in the distance.
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When Lily arrived home, bacon was cooking on the stove and her parents were sitting at the wooden kitchen table. Her father looked up at her from reading the newspaper. "Fabulous morning, eh? I always loved that tree when I grew up," he said, leaning back. He was a tall sort of man, with dancing green eyes and curly dark brown hair that always wanted to go straight up. People at his law office joked that the only reason he won so often was because his hair would frighten all the witnesses into telling him everything. Mrs. Evans was quite a different story. She had beautiful long copper hair that fell gracefully down her back, and she two had piercing green eyes beneath lush eyelashes. Without a doubt she was the most beautiful woman Lily had ever seen, and she fingered her own dark red hair, hoping that one day it would be as pretty as her mothers'.
Lily's mind began to wander, wondering of the world she knew practically nothing of. Truth be told, she was somewhat frightened by the prospect of going there, not only because of the fact that she knew nothing of it, but also because of the 'Dark Wizard' Albus Dumbledore had told her about. It's not everyday you find out that you are a highly potential victim for a murderer.
"Honey?" her mother's worried voice startled her out of her thoughts. "Are you alright? You look as though you had seen a ghost."
Lily giggled at the thought of ghosts. Perhaps there was such a thing in the wizarding world? "No mum, everything's perfectly fine." The corners of her mouth curved upward slightly.
Mrs. Evans saw the smile and immediately swooped down to her daughter and pressed an elegant hand on her forehead. "Are you sure? You're acting so strange." Suddenly her eyes narrowed in anger. "It's that Shane kid, isn't it. Is he bothering you again?"
"No, mum! I swear, everything is perfectly fine! I am fine, dad is fine, you are fine!" Lily said, exasperated. She sighed and leaned back as her sister Petunia glided down the stairs, her head held high. Muttering under her breath, Lily said, "Petunia on the other hand………" Mr. Evans' heard the comment and his eyes peeked up from over his paper in amusement.
Petunia, not saying a word, walked huffily over to the table and sat down between Lily and her father. "Good morning, I suppose," she declared haughtily, rolling her eyes slightly.
" 'Morning, sunshine!" Lily replied in mock happiness.
Petunia glared down at her sister beneath furrowed eyebrows. "You really shouldn't smile, Lils. It makes you look like a chipmunk. No wonder you don't have a boyfriend," she sneered.
Mrs. Evans looked at her oldest daughter in surprise. "Petunia!" she exclaimed, dropping a piece of bacon onto the spotless stone floor. "Apologize to your sister, now."
Petunia raised an eyebrow and sighed with impatience. There was no way out of this one. Mrs. Evans just sat there staring at her daughter, one hand on her hip and the other pointing and brandishing the spatula at Petunia in a scolding fashion. With no emotion she turned to Lily and said "sorry". Lily knew she didn't mean it one bit and barely even took notice. In fact, she had barely even taken any notice of the original comment. Ever since they were about nine Petunia had been uncivil to her, and even now she didn't take anything Petunia said to heart. Petunia had decided at that young age that being related to Lily and acknowledging this relation would result in her social destruction, so she became cold towards her sister. In a way Lily missed the old Petunia, but always tried not to think about it. The people at school were enough for her to think about.
"That's better," said Mrs. Evans, her mood brightening considerably as she returned to the sizzling bacon.
The rest of breakfast proceeded in almost absolute silence. Mr. Evans would make a comment or two about the state of the economy in England, and Mrs. Evans would make a comment or two back, but Petunia simply glared at her sister and Lily was spaced out, lost in her thoughts.
These thoughts were immediately interrupted with a knocking on the front door. A quick glance at the clock assured Lily that it was, in fact, nine and she sat impatiently as her mother got up with a "now who could that be?".
A few minutes later, there were muffled voices and a high-pitched gasp of surprise. Footsteps echoed through the hallway coming closer to the kitchen, and Lily lowered her head, pretending to be wholly absorbed in her breakfast.
Albus Dumbledore walked through the swinging kitchen door behind Mrs. Evans, still wearing the beaming expression he had on when he first spoke to Lily. Mrs. Evans, however, could hardly contain her excitement.
"Oh, you will never guess what! Mr. Dumble………" she looked to Albus for affirmation
"Dumbledore," he said.
Petunia giggled rudely at the name. Lily gave her a sharp look.
"Thank you. Mr. Dumbledore here has just told me that Lily has been accepted to a highly exclusive school! Can you believe it, Wills (Mr. Evans)? Highly exclusive!" Mrs. Evans exclaimed, clasping her hands with happiness.
Mr. Evans looked at his wife in amusement. "Highly selective, Violet darling?"
"Oh yes! It's the only one of its kind in all of England!" Mrs. Evans said, a bright smile plastered on her face.
Lily was trying very hard not to contain her laughter at this point. Petunia was distraught between annoyance at her mother and sister and complete laughter at this man and his clothing. The result was a complete look of, sadly enough, constipation. Dumbledore, in the meantime, had taken the liberty to sit down and had drawn from beneath his robes a single letter, with a crest in the corner. Lily already knew what was in this letter, and smiled broadly at Albus Dumbldore, who was waiting patiently for Mrs. Evans to calm down.
She eventually did after making everyone tea and putting a batch of cookies in the oven. She sat down with everyone at the kitchen table and looked at Mr. Dumbledore kindly. "Now, what did you say the name was of this highly selective school that Lily has been accepted to?" she asked innocently.
Albus Dumbledore's eyes twinkled brightly as he looked at her. "I didn't, Mrs. Evans. You see, Lily was born with a gift most people in this world don't possess. I am very pleased to inform you that Lily Evans has been accepted to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Silence ensued after this extraordinary statement. A second later, the only sounds that could be heard were the breaking of a teapot as Mrs. Evans dropped it and the howling laughter that erupted from Petunia.
A/N: And that's chapter 2! Lily will very soon be at Hogwarts, never fear. Thanks to all my reviewers, you made my day complete!