Fifteen year old Lily Evans was sitting in her backyard playing with her older sister, Petunia, when a huge owl swooped out of the night sky. The moon was hidden behind a cloud, so the owl wasn't seen until it was directly over them. Petunia ran screaming into the house and missed seeing the owl drop something before flying off again. Lily's curiosity overcame her fear, and she decided to investigate what the owl had left. When she opened the letter, she laughed to read an acceptance into a 'school of magic'.
Funny Lily thought Some kid has way too much time on his hands, training an owl and making all this up.
Rereading the letter, she couldn't repress a wistful thought, If only.
After she realized she had read the letter over a dozen times, she knew it was time to go after her sister and leave behind a dream that she knew was impossible. The search didn't take long. Lily found her sister cowering inside a closet on the third floor.
Petunia is so predictable, Lily thought disgustedly. She even hides here when I'm the one looking for her.
"Petunia, its alright. Just someone's idea of a sick joke," Lily said grudgingly.
"Y-y-you sound like you want it to be true," Petunia commented after reading the letter.
"Huh! Some excitement would do me some good!" Lily said.
"You can't mean that!" gasped Petunia. "Excitement is dangerous, and abnormal," she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust at the last word.
"Petunia it shocks me that you can be so - normal," Lily said, pausing to compose herself, "and not care. Where's the adventure?"
"Lily, we have this discussion all the time, and everytime it ends the same. I enjoy being normal. And you - you're just going through a stage. I hope."
"Well, I suppose it doesn't matter. There's no chance of adventure in my life. I'll most likely end up getting married, having children, and dying of old age nothing better than a homemaker," Lily sulked.
Petunia looked at her oddly, "You say that like its a bad thing."
Lily just stared at her sister. "I think I'll go to bed before you succeed in making me more depressed, if that's possible."
"Night Lil!" Petunia said, hugging her sister.
"Night Tunes!" Lily replied, running out the door.
"You know I don't like that nickname!!" Petunia yelled after her.
Lily chuckled as she laid down to sleep, grasping the letter tightly in her hand as she dreamed about a place called Hogwarts where anything was possible.