It was 9 am on a gorgeous summer day, when Lily Evans awoke with a start. She had been dreaming somewhat peacefully until she heard a cornucopia of huge screams downstairs. She threw the covers off of her bed, and sprinted downstairs to see what was the matter. Arriving on the staircase to the den, she found her sister, Petunia, staring at the window from behind the couch. Lily looked to her mother, in awe that other than Petunia, everything seemed so normal. Her mother was making pancakes and bacon while her father sat in the lounge chair and read the morning paper.

"What happened?" She called from the staircase.

"There was some attack on our window! Mother, what the hell was that?" Her sister, Petunia, yelled in a muffled whisper.

"You are so paranoid, Petunia! Lily, go look through the window and see what that was. Maybe it was that Jones' boy throwing rocks with notes at you again." Petunia snickered while Lily attempted to hide her frustration behind her long, silky, flame-red hair as she walked over to the window with great ease, showing off her courage to her family. When she got to the other side of the room, she opened the window of their small home, and looked outside. There wasn't anything there. There weren't any rocks anywhere.

"Hmm. Oh well!" She thought as she strutted to the counter. "There's nothing there," She told her mother and Petunia. Her father, reading intently, just like Lily did very often, was completely oblivious to the entire matter. Just then, her father leapt up, pointing at the window in shock. He gasped and said, "Err, honey? Why is there a tawny owl at our window? I thought they were nocturnal!" Lily had forgotten to close the window back, and there was now a small owl flying an envelope over to the counter where Lily sat next to Petunia, waiting on breakfast. Her mother took a step backwards, while Petunia screeched and sprinted out of the room as fast as she could. Lily sat in awe at the beautiful bird staring back at her. They stared at each other for about 15 seconds, and then the owl did something very, very strange indeed. It stuck out its leg! On its leg was a letter with no stamp. It was addressed to

Lily Marie Evans

The Kitchen/Den

Number 4 Privet Drive

Little Whinging

Lily took the letter, dumbstruck, and the owl hooted away and out the window. Mr. Evans had stood through this entire thing, mouth agape, just watching the owl. Mrs. Evans just watched her young daughter take the letter and the owl hoot away. Lily took the letter into her hands, and looked at the address, and the seal in the back. The letter was closed with a very large "H," with a snake, lion, badger, and bird circling it. She opened the letter and on her face, a very wide grin appeared. She let out a quick scream, and re-read the letter. Her mother and father rushed over, to see what all of the fuss was about. "Mom! Dad! This is incredible! No wonder all of those strange things happened to me! I'm a witch!" Lily yelled.

Her parents were very confused and took the letter from their glowing daughter. They read and re-read the letter before they started hugging and kissing their daughter. They couldn't be prouder parents.

"Oh, Lily! This is so wonderful! I can't believe this is happening! Well I guess we should get your school stuff! I wonder where…?" Mrs. Evans trailed off as her husband, gleaming, took the letter from his smiling wife. "Honey, it says right here! All of the instructions on what to do and how to get to…nine and three quarters? This must be a mistake! There's no such thing as platform nine and three quarters!"

Lily took the letter back from her parents, a bit confused. "Now that can't be right. Oh, no, Dad, look here, it says to just run straight at the barrier between platforms 9 and 10."

"WHAT?" Her parents yelled. "Honey, you'll hit a solid wall! These people are mad!" Her mother told her in a very confused state.

At that precise moment, Petunia walked in, carefully, asking, "Is it all safe now? Is that bloody bird gone?" Her timid figure hid almost completely behind the staircase. "Mother? Father? Hello?"

"Oh, sorry, honey. Yes the bird is gone. You'll never guess what just happened! Your sister has been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Her parents hugged and kissed a beaming Lily.

"Isn't this great, honey! All of those things happened for a reason, she's a wizard!"

"WITCH, Dad!" Lily said confidently.

Suddenly a loud shriek came from a tiny frame's mouth. Petunia had suddenly started laughing so hard that she was crying! Lily, in a very confused manner, looked to her sister, and asked, "Uh, Sis? Are you okay?"

Petunia was still choking on her words and breathe as she replied, "You've got to be kidding me! Her, a witch? There's no such thing as a witch or wizard! Are you all mad?"

Lily and her parents looked at her in a very questioning manner. They looked to each other, to Petunia, and shook their heads. Petunia looked back at them, ready for them all to tell her, "Really, really, REALLY late April Fools!" But nothing came. She stumbled on her words, trying to take it all in.

"W-wait. You-you're not…kidding? Okay, so you're all nuts."

Lily didn't want to raise Petunia's temper, so she just sat, smiling away, at her breakfast. Somehow, though, her pancakes were now in the shape of what looked like a lion…with…wings?

"Mom? Did you do this?"

Mrs. Evans looked at the pancakes and gasped. "No, honey, I didn't! This proves it! You must really be a witch! Oh, Lily, I'm so proud of you!"

Both Mr. and Mrs. Evans hugged and kissed their daughter again and again. Petunia, watching all of this in complete anger, hissed at her parents.

"Oh, please. It's not that great. As a matter of fact, this is the worst thing that could happen to you, Lil! You're a freak! Stay away from me!"

She stormed out of the room, in complete hysterics, leaving Lily in tears. Her father comforted her, while her mother ran upstairs to comfort Petunia. Lily knew from that day on that the relationship between her sister and herself would never be the same again.