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Chapter 12:

OWL SEASON!

"O.W.L.'s!" cried professor Hobbs to a now startled class. "O.W.L.'s do not exist! The dread accompanied with the acronym is simply a state of mind that has become a trend with all of you though out the years. The O.W.L.'s as you believe them to be DO NOT EXIST! Now," he cleared his throat, "open your books to page eight hundred and fifteen. You will need to know its contents for your O.W.L.'s"

"But I thought you said O.W.L.'s don't-"

"Quiet, Black! Now, moving on…"

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Lily could not help but feel betrayed after she found out she was a witch. After Petunia came home and had her fit, it occurred to Lily, that her aunt had been one as well. Suddenly, she did not want to be a witch anymore. 'Why didn't she just tell me? That way maybe I wouldn't have had to stop talking to her. I would have understood! She could have told my parents, too, instead of making them suffer.' It became clear to Lily that her parents had found out of her aunts powers after that awful, life- changing day. She knew her parents felt betrayed as well; they trusted someone who didn't trust them enough back to tell the truth.

The afternoon Petunia cam home and dramatically found ways to convince her parents that Lily was a freak was a turning point. Lily had been nothing but excited about being able to travel to a giant castle and perform magic, but soon after Petunia started to rain on her parade, her mind skipped to her aunt, and when she made the realization of what her aunt really was, her mind began to think things… 'Did auntie think we didn't lover her enough to still love her if she told us she was a witch? Or did she just not care for us enough to tell us? Did she not really even love me…?'

Before going to her first year of Hogwarts, Lily came to a conclusion. She decided that this would never happen again. If she trust someone as close to her as her aunt, who would tuck her in bed when she spent the night, and made her brain go places it could never go on its own, and who, most importantly, defined her for ten years of her life, then who could she trust?

No one.

So, Lily suffered the shallow minds of Alice and Jessica each day, knowing she could live without them if need be. And she let down every boy who asked her out. And she fell asleep at night to her mothers voice saying 'Not all can be perfect'.

Because she needed to accept that.

She needed to accept that her sister though what her sister thought, even if it didn't make her life perfect. Her aunt betrayed her and her family, and that killed Lily for over a year, and made it hard for her to get close to people, but, as her mother kept reminding her, 'not all can be perfect.'

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"So, please, do inform me of why, exactly, you all are being so stupid as to go out after dark?"

"We can't tell you. Evans. Just- it's real important, okay?"

"I'm sure," Lily said, rolling her eyes.

"Lily, please hold your right hand up and your other in this here book." Peter said.

"That's A History of Magic, so choose your words carefully," James said kiddingly. He stood behind the chair she sat in at the window, holding her down, as if she showed some desire to bolt up and leave at any moment. Besides them, the common room was empty. Remus lay with his eyes closed on the couch.

"Okay," started Peter. " Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole yadda yadda, and the yadda?"

"Sure," she replied.

"Alright, here it is," Sirius began, kneeling down in front of her. " We like you. You are a very bright person."

"Thank you. And if I wasn't under oath, I would return the complement."

"Okay Evans! This is kind of really a lot serious. We need a huge favor. Like prongs said, life or death!"

"Fine! What do you want?"

"We have some business to take care of off grounds, as you know. This," he spoke as if he was talking to a child, " is a maaaaaaap. See?" he opened it, " the little people move, and we watch them."

Lily stared at the map as if she really were a child. "Where did you get that?"

"We made it, thanks. Ah! No touchy… yet." Sirius set the map back down and went on again, "Now, we might be gone for a while. It's your job to cover for us."

"Oh no. I don't think so. No way-" she made to get up.

"We have permission from the headmaster!" cried James holding her down by the shoulders, "he knows what we are doing."

"What are you doing, exactly?"

"If you pass this test tonight, we just might tell you, okay? Andyou might get a good birthday present if you promiseto do as we say." Sirius replied quickly.

"You have permission?" she repeated, trying to confirm.

"Yes," replied James assuring. "We are doing nothing wrong. You are just… an added… precaution. One we are very lucky to have."

Sirius went on, "if you see little footprints going that way," he pointed toward the whomping willow and then to the forest with his wand, "then you go get the headmaster, or even Dumble- what's- his- face, the second in line guy. Understood? Right away! Anyone, I mean, anyone! I don't care if its Barney the Purple Muggle bloody dinosaur. If anyone looks like they are even about to go that way, then go get someone."

"Alright! I get it!" she said. The boys got up to leave.

As they got to the door, James turned around and said, "We are trusting you, Lily." The word made her flinch.

'Me? Life or death? They are trusting that with me?'

"Bye…" he said, and then they disappeared. Literally.