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Lily and Arabella's Hogwarts Life, Chapter 7: A Death-Eater Fire
The Christmas vacation ended and the twenty-seven youths travelled back to Scotland and to school. Lily and Arabella kept on with the instruction of James, Sirius, Peter and now Iris as well in Animagus transfiguration. They did well with the changing of colour and size of body parts like fingers and whole hands, but the boys weren't as tough as Iris when it came to handling the pain it brought. They filled their weeks with animagus transfiguration practise, studying for their owls and in Arabella and Lily's case spending time with Remus under the full moon.
Soon the Easter holiday arrived and they all went home to theirs. Halfway into the holiday Lily and Arabella decided to visit Iris. Rose dropped them of some blocks away from Iris' home. Rose didn't even have time to visit her brother, sister in law and nieces. Iris had a little sister named Daisy who was going to start Hogwarts next year if she was accepted, she was definitely a witch. She was a sweet little thing.
Arabella and Lily jogged merrily down the road when a huge explosion of light and sound hit them to the ground. As they shockingly got on their feet the reddish light of a fire glowed not far away from them. Sensing the worst the two of them ran as fat as they could in the direction of Iris' huge house. As they rounded the corner that lead to the house Lily's hand flew to her mouth and a sob escaped her lips. Arabella brushed away her own tears and pulled Lily with her. The wonderful house of Lily's relatives was filled to the top with dancing flames.
"Uncle Thomas! Aunt Sylvia! Iris! Daisy!" Lily screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Iris! Daisy!" Sobbing Lily fell to her knees. Arabella stood stiff as a stick with tears running freely down her face. A scream rang through the air and made Lily shoot up.
"Daisy! Where are you? Daisy?" Lily ran against the burning house screaming at the top of her lungs. At one of the top balconies Lily could spot the tiny figure of Daisy.
"Daisy! It's me, Lily! You have to jump!"
"No, it's so far!"
"I'll magic the ground soft for you!" Lily flicked out her wand and swished it angrily at the ground below Daisy.
"Come on Daisy! It's safe now!" Arabella called.
"Belly?"
"Yes, Belly! Come now."
"Will you catch me?" Lily heard the little girl answer.
"Yes, but jump, now!" Flames shot out of the door behind Daisy and frightened she tossed herself off the balcony. Screaming she fell to the ground and landed softly on the ground Lily had charmed. Sobbing the two girls ran over to the little one. Lily carefully picked the girl up in her arms.
"Where's Iris? And your mum and dad?"
"Mom and dad – " the girls sobbed
"They – killed them."
"And Iris?"
"She jumped from her room." At this Lily trusted her cousin in Arabellas arms and told them to get away from the house. Lily ran in a bow past the burning house to the backside where she knew Iris' room lay. She spotted the figure of Iris on the back lawn and hurried over to her, despise the burning flames. Lily levitated Iris into the air and ran away from the house, levitating her fainted cousin in front of her. Exhausted she fell to the ground down the road and lowered Iris to the ground. Faintly she could her the running steps of Arabella approach before everything faded black. As Lily's eyes fluttered open she saw not a darkening sky above, and felt not the asphalt underneath. What her eyes fell upon where the familiar roof of her own room, and against her back she felt her own soft mattress. She could hear Arabella squeal and soon felt Arabellas gentle hand stroking her cheek.
"You're awake!" Lily hovered herself up in a sitting position and leaned back on the huge pillows.
"Where's Iris and Daisy? And what about aunt and uncle?" Arabella fastened her gaze at something behind Lily
"Iris and Daisy's fine. They both have burns down their back and on their hands, and Iris broke both her legs. But Dumbledore sent Pomfrit and she fixed that. You've got some serious burns yourself too. But Pomfrit gave you three some salve too heal it. As to your aunt and uncle... They didn't make it. It was Voldemort."
"Voldemort? Why them? They're muggles, haven' hurt him a bit!"
"I know, you know, but he doesn't know, and that's where the problem is." Lily looked down at her knotted hands.
"How long have I been here?"
"The fire department and everyone else came soon after you brought Iris back, they wanted to bring you three to a muggle hospital, but Dumbledore and Pomfrit arrived and sorted things out. They brought the four of us back here and Pomfrit fixed us up. You've been lying here for the past three days. Daisy woke up yesterday, but Iris' still lying." Lily nodded.
"Now, will you help me out of here? I want to see my cousins." Arabella smiled at the familiar Lily Evans and helped her out of bed. They some way or another managed to get Lily dressed and they walked down the hall to Iris' room. When they came in Iris was sitting up in bed and Daisy was sitting next to her. There were trails of tears down both their cheeks, but the smiled as Lily and Arabella entered. Among Arabella and Daisy they managed to get Iris clothed as well, and united they managed to go down the stairs.
In the kitchen Alice met them with pancakes and waffles. They spent some time playing with the dogs before having to rest in the living room. Half a week later Sylvia and Thomas Winter was going to be buried. It was a terribly sad day. Lily had never seen Iris and Daisy so sad before. After the funeral Rose and Zachary asked if Iris and Daisy would stay with them, if they wanted of course. The two of them had accepted. The four girls spent a week resting before announcing to Dumbledore that they were ready to start school again. Daisy was a bit sad about having to stay behind, but remembering all of the animals living at the estate, she made no fuzz about it. A school owl brought the three girls a portkey that brought them and their luggage to Dumbledores office. Dumbledore made sure they were fine and sent them to their common room. The house elves would make sure that the luggage was brought to their dormitory. They four stood outside of the portrait. In a matter of seconds their friends would squash them in hugs and questions, the portrait swung up and they entered.
The months passed with heavy training and exhausting practising. Soon the O.W.L. s would start. The last weeks before the O.W.L.s you could find students asleep in the common room at all times, and soon the Monday came.