Please review...I don't really have any clue how I'm doing and I really would love it if people would give me suggestions on how to improve my writing. 3 Ps. Do I have to do disclaimers? I mean I'm sure everyone knows that I don't own any of the HP universe. If I do have to do dislaimers what exactly do I write? Thanks a lot for reading! Bye
Lily marched half way down the hallway before she remembered she was supposed to be afraid. Sneaking up to the spy hole thing in her door, she peaked out. There was a tall, slender old man standing on her doorstep, with a long white beard, wearing what was appeared to be a violet-blue coloured robe. For a moment she thought that maybe their batty old neighbor who had just recently moved in down the street had gone outside in his bathrobe to get the newspaper and accidentally gotten locked out. Now he might just need someone to call a locksmith or something. However upon looking at the matching pointed hat placed atop his head, she immediately ruled out that explanation.
"Daddy! There's a wizard man at the door, would you like me to let him in?" Lily yelled towards the kitchen. Mr. Evans came out into the hallway, wondering what nonsense Lily was yelling about this time, and slightly cross at her rudeness at leaving someone outside the door. Passing Lily, he unlocked the door and opened it. Too his surprise there actually was a man dressed in robes and a wizard's hat.
"Told you so." said Lily annoyingly from behind her dad.
"Hello Mr. Evans, Lily," the old man said calmly tilting his head to each. "My name is Albus Dumbledore."
"Er, Hello." responded Mr. Evans uncertainly. "Can I help you with someth-"
"Did that boy send you? With the messy black hair?" interrupted Lily suspiciously, peeking around her dad.
"Boy?" questioned Dumbledore, confusion apparent on his face.
"James…er…" Lily paused as she realized she did not know the boy's last name.
"James Potter?" supplied Dumbledore.
"Aha! So you do know him!" cried Lily accusingly.
"You know James? How very curious," Dumbledore said thoughtfully, placing the tips of his long thin fingers together in front of him, before continuing. "Of course I know James; I have been friends with his parents for many years." he explained, trailing off into a contemplative silence.
Mr. Evan's who had been patiently waiting in the cold door way, finally jumped at the chance to get a word in. "Would you like to come in?" He asked, in an attempt to make up for his daughter's rudeness, to this somewhat odd, but essentially harmless, elderly man.
"Please" nodded Dumbledore.
Mr. Evan's led Dumbledore through to the living room, Lily close behind him. And in a moment they were all seated awkwardly on the couches in front of the fire place.
"Margaret, we have a guest, could you please bring out some tea?" Mr. Evans called into the kitchen.
Lily's mother, having been listening through the door, walked into the living room without delay, carrying a tray that held a tea pot and cup, and promptly poured them all some tea. Dumbledore took the tea and looked at it before setting down the cup and opening his mouth.
"Anyways the real reason why I am here is to discuss Lily's education. You have been getting letters informing you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" he asked. Lily nodded.
"I see, and what do you think of these letters?" Dumbledore seemed genuinely interested.
"How did you know about the letters?" Lily glared at the man distrustfully. "Is it you that has been sending me these letters?" Dumbledore nodded.
"Why?" asked Lily.
"To inform you that you are, indeed a witch." explained Dumbledore.
Lily looked at him skeptically. When she saw the serious expression on his face, she couldn't help but let out a giggle. And once she had started, she couldn't stop. Lily began to laugh, and laugh, and laugh, until her stomach began to hurt, and then she laughed some more.
Dumbledore looked at her in amusement, a small smile playing on his lips. Taking his wand out of his pocket he flicked his wrist casually and a pot of sugar and a spoon appeared in thin air, and hovered before him. Promptly taking the spoon, he began to put the sugar in his tea. "If there is one thing in this world that is my biggest weakness, it is my sweet tooth." He explained lightly ignoring the fact that Lily's laughter had abruptly stopped and she and her parents were gaping at him.