"Oh there you were, heart made of glass,

Fragile little thing, shattered too fast."-Icon for Hire

The early morning air was crisp and fresh full of wintry snow when Petunia Ivy came awake to the world. Grey-blue eyes greeted a dusky purple sky and in her bones, she knew a change was upon her. It takes about an hour for her to even considered getting out of bed and another three before she's ready to take on the day when she is greeted with the smell of breakfast. "Good morning," she yawns out to her family as she takes her place at the table. "Happy birthday little flowers."

"Tuney I thought you would never get up!" chirped Lily with a huff as syrup from her pancake dripped down the side of her mouth.

"Nia is a teenager now and they take forever to get ready." Lilac teased goodnaturedly as she pushed a plate of breakfast over to Petunia her smile blinding her sister for a moment.

"Now girls stop teasing your sister," Lavender intoned with amusement her eyes twinkling with love for her children. "Even if she does sleep like a rock."

"Mother!" Petunia whined feeling her cheeks heat up in embarrassment. She knew she was not as beautiful as her mother and sisters as she ended up inheriting her parent's harder-shaped looks. "I don't sleep like a rock!"

"I'm afraid you do, darling Ivy," Castor spoke up as he sat down his newspaper. "A hurricane could blow by and you wouldn't hear it. Now Lilac, Lily, what have you decided for us to do for your birthday? I've cleared my schedule and today will be all about you two like it was for Petunia on her birthday." he ended giving the twins a smile full of love that made Lilac who never knew love preen underneath it.

"Lily wanted to go to the beach and have a picnic while I wanted to go out to dinner and see a movie." Lilac hummed out as she took a large bite of her banana chocolate chip pancakes.

"Those both sound wonderful to do darlings. Castor, there's this new restaurant that opened up called Seasons." Lavender babbled happily. "We all could dress up fancy-like."

"Anything for my girls." chirped Castor as he gave an exaggerated wink causing all of them including Petunia to giggle.

"Papa, would it be okay if Severus comes and joins us?" Lilac shyly inquired of her over-protective father.

Castor's smile faltered for a moment at the mentioned of the lanky boy from down yonder who seemed to cling tightly to his daughter's, though mostly Lilac. Castor knew the home life the child had and he did not judge him, it was only the stone drop feeling he would have when he noticed the fixated look the boy would give at Lilac or the glares at anyone who held her attention besides him. It wasn't healthy and he knew if they did not curb it now, something terrible would happen in the future. However, before Castor could voice his opinion on the matter, there was a sharp knock on the front door. "Are you expecting company, Lavender?" he questioned his wife.

"No I am not." she denied softly she too confused as her husband. "My book club agreed to skip this Saturday due to the girl's birthday."

"Then what on Earth?" Castor grumbled as he got up and abandon the table in favor of the door, Lavender trailing after him.

Lily watched as the kitchen door swung closed before turning to her sisters with a beaming grin, "You don't think it is for us and Hogwarts do you?" she breathed breathlessly.

Petunia had a thoughtful look on her face trying to think back to one of the countless lectures they all received from Severus, "Sev did say we would get a letter hand-given by someone because you two are Muggle-borns." she spoke in a soft whisper.

"Let's find out!" Lily chirped face full of excitement as she without second thought bolted for the living room.

"That girl," Lilac muttered dryly with a shake of her head slowly taking steps towards the door before pausing to peer over her shoulder and at Petunia who was still sitting stiffly at the table. "Aren't you coming, Nia?"

Petunia jittered about in her seat nervously, "I don't want to intrude on your guy's special moment." she mumbled ashamed trying to valiantly ignore the jab of envy in her chest.

Lilac gave Petunia a kind smile eyes filled with understanding, "Silly Nia, of course, this is your moment too. Remember without you we are no one. You protect us in ways papa and mama shall never understand or even imagine." she finished wisely as she gripped Petunia's hand and yanked her into the living room causing them to stumble.

"Oh hello!" a warm velvety-voice with a hint of firmness greeted with surprise.

Lilac felt her eyes go wide with awe and wonder as she took in a pivotal character she once knew in her former life. Minerva McGonagall was a classic beauty who appeared to be in her late-twenties. She was rather tall with a slender form that allowed her to command a presence and sharp green-yellow eyes that seemed to assess not only her every movement but the entire Evans family. Her chocolate-brown hair which she thought would be in a tight bun hung loosely past her shoulders making her face look even more kind and welcoming. "Who are you, ma'am?" Petunia inquired softly with a tilt of her head.

Minerva gave a light pat to the small letters that laid in her lap, "As I was telling your parents here Miss Evans, I am from a special school." she informed with a nod to Castor and Lavender who sat with both confusion and weariness on their face, Lily all but bouncing on the couch from the space between them.

"What type of school?" Petunia softly whispered as she and Lilac both took a seat together on the spare couch. Minerva merely smiled as she handed a thick envelope of yellow parchment to both Lily and Lilac.

Lilac felt herself grow stiff as she stared at the envelope which was attached to her former childhood so long ago. One which she had desperately yearned for magic and love only to find dreary unhappiness. Her chubby child-like fingers gently rubbed the seal bearing the most familiar coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounding a large letter H.

Miss. L. Evans

The Attic Bedroom

31 Cheshire St.

Cokeworth, England

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Evans

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Lily gave a high pitch squeal as she jumped up from the couch and begun to dance around the room hopping from one foot to the other, "It's real! It's real! Severus was telling the truth!" she giggled in a delirium of happiness only a newly turned eleven-year-old could do.

"I beg your pardon, Severus told you what?" scowled Castor as he sternly looked at the woman in a now unfriendly light.

"Oh, Papa isn't it wonderful?" Lily sighed out happily clutching her letter to her chest before turning to Minerva with a worried frown. "We don't know where to go to get our school supplies, Severus refused to tell us," she spoke given the woman a pout in the process.

"WHAT IS GOING ON!" Bellowed Castor having enough of one daughter babbles and the others tense quietness. "LADY EXPLAIN NOW!" he barked in his voice that commanded officers to kill.

Minerva let out a sigh as she sat stiffly in her chair and gave an assessing look to Castor while her hands gripped the teacup. "Have you ever wonder or perhaps seen when your twin daughters did anything unusual or strange? Toys appearing when you put them up? Sweets spotted in hands when you denied them? Hair changing into bright odd colors when tempers were too high to control?" she mused shrewdly.

Both Castor and Lavender exchanged knowing looks between themselves, "And if we had?" Lavender inquired softly an intense but protective gleam entering her eye.

"Your two daughters have been blessed with a gift, a gift both wondrous and disastrous. Lily and Lilac are what we would call witches, as they have the gift of magic."

"Witches?" Castor scoffed. "Next you'll say I'm an elf and the wife is a troll." he sneered slightly.

"While I can assure you are too tall to be an elf and your wife too pretty to be a troll, your daughters are witches," Minerva spoke sternly as she pulled a slender wand out from between the sleeves of her petticoat. "Allow me to show you proof if I may Mr. Evans?" she ended drolly with an upturned eyebrow.

"Go on," Lavender spoke kindly as she gripped Castor's hand tightly to stop him from going into another angry rant. Minerva flicked her wand at the coffee table and it quickly turned into a dazzling throne fit for a king of the olden days to sit upon before she quickly flicked her wand causing it to turn back into the rich gray-oak wood it once was. "How did you do that!" Lavender gasped out in wonder as Castor turned paler than soured milk.

"Magic." Minerva teased out with a wink causing the Evans mother to tinkle with laughter.

"I always knew my daughters were special, all of them," Castor spoke firmly as his green eyes sent proudness to all three of his darling little flowers. "You said that their magic was both wondrous and disastrous, care to explain?"

"If your daughters don't go to school to learn how to hone in and control their magic they could end up an Obscurus."

"Obscurus?" both parents mumbled in confusion.

Minerva became ashen-faced as her eyes full of happiness dimmed slightly, "Something that happens when a child subconsciously represses and buries their magic. This causes them in fits of emotional distress to turn into a monstrous being and destroy all those around them being foe or friend as they can no longer distinguish between the two."

Lavender and Castor both went white as they realized they would have to allow two of their children to go far away from them. "Where is this, Hogwarts if I might ask?" Castor demanded allowing the strange name to roll off his tongue.

"The school is in the highlands of Scotland," she informed allowing a hint of her Scottish accent to bleed through with a proud look on her face for a moment before it returned into its mask of neutralness.

"So far," Lavender whispered sadly as she thought the miles and lakes apart she would be from her babies. "How long would they be attending this boarding school?"

"School beings on the second of September and ends on the fifth of June. We have Christmas holidays also known as Yule which allows students to return home for a week." Minerva swiftly answered each questioned without a beat.

"I see," Castor swallowed before taking in the beaming smile of Lily and the thoughtful look of Lilac before heaving out a deep sigh. "Where do we need to go to gain their school supplies?" he inquired causing another peal of squeals to escape Lily as he accepted their enrollment.

"I believe I will be showing you today how to get there." Minerva mused as her green-yellow eyes had that twinkle of both merriment and mischief-making in them.


Lilac thought Diagon Alley was a bustle of both magic and excitement, one that the ink-filled desires written by J.K Rowling couldn't possibly write. The pub was dreary smelling of stale bread and moldy clothes but once through the back, she entered into a place that Lucy could only dream a wardrobe could take her too.

The visit to the bank had been both tense and strangely intriguing as she took in the sharp-tooth humanoids. The fact that both of them had a family vault ready for them to use but unable to know about it until they were thirteen caused her eyes to brighten in curiosity.

"Lilac look at that shop?" Petunia whispered in awe as she pointed to a lavender colored building that held a bright magenta sign in fancy cursive stating Madam Gardenia's Boutique and Spa.

"Shall we go in? They might have my uniform here." Lilac whispered with a fond smile knowing Lily ran off with their parents and bought her supplies in one go without thought.

"Do you," Petunia began voice thick with hope, "Do you think they'll have magic that could make me pretty like you and Lily?" she ended face turning red in slight shame.

Lilac frowned at her sister words and could not understand why she thought she was ugly. Lilac thought Petunia was of a darker beauty and held striking features but if Petunia was unhappy she would change that.

"Of course, Petunia," she mumbled softly as she gently patted her sister's hand. " I still think you're beautiful."

"You are my sister, Lilac." Petunia mused with a dry look as they entered the store ignoring the ding of the bell alerting their presence. "You are supposed to say things like that."

"Petunia!" Lilac protested.

"Now girls there will be no fighting in my store." a voice warned sternly. Both girls turned to the top of the stairs in surprise to find a beautiful old woman in her mid-forties. "Now how may I help you?" she inquired kindly her long silver-blonde hair swaying gently behind her with each step she took down the stairs until she was standing right in front of them.

"So pretty," Petunia mumbled in utter awe as she took in the twinkling indigo eyes of the strange otherworldly woman. "Make me pretty!" she blurted out before clasping her hands over her mouth in mortification.

"The woman blinked for a moment before a soft smile stretched across her face. "Sweetheart you are already pretty." she ended with puzzlement.

"See, I told you!" Lilac muttered smugly.

"But I'm not pretty." Petunia disagreed vehemently. "Not like you both."

The old woman quirked her lips in thought for a moment before giving a sharp nod of her head, "You'll do darling, you'll do." she ended softly as she flashed out her hand and gripped Petunia's upper arm.

"I'm sorry, Petunia will do what?" Lilac snarled already about to pounce on the woman in defense of her sister.

"Call me Denia and I know your family's magic," she informed lofty as she gripped Lilac's upper arm and begun to frogmarch the both of them to the back of her store. "While your sister is a squib she still has that drop of magic. I owe your family a great debt and now I shall help pay it back slowly." she snapped her fingers and Petunia's clothes quickly disappeared causing her to shriek before she was shoved by an unforeseen force into a boiling tub of vivid pink water. "Girl do stop shrieking on like a banshee. If I had wanted to kill you wee' ones I've had done it by now far before you could even blink." she ended sharply as she shoved a winded Lilac into a leather chair and swung her to face the large reflective mirror.

"Ma'am, you seem to have us confused with someone else," Lilac spoke hesitantly jade eyes wary as she watched the old woman. "I don't have family magic yet, I'm a muggle-born."

"If you're a muggle-born I'll eat a hat!" the woman stated flatly as she took a brush and begun to tackle Lilac's hair. "Ludicrous with that blood mumble-jumbo since grove-witches and wizards are certainly a thing-"

"Grove?" Petunia sputtered out as she kept her body underneath the bubbles and out of sight.

"They are the true muggle-borns in a sense," Gardenia explained as she turned to Petunia and flicked her silvery-wand at the bottle cabinet behind her causing bottles to fly and pour themselves over the boiling water. "They are babies born in groves that are blessed by magic and begin new magical families."

"Then what is a Bonerose?" Lilac muttered as she eyed the neon pink bubbles which were beginning to float above the tub.

Gardenia gave them both tight smiles, "I'm afraid I cannot give any more details about it until your first majority at thirteen darlings. All I can recommend is keeping the fact you are a Bonerose quiet until then." she ended firmly before pulling out a golden laced brush. "Now let's make you both stunning and get you settled for school."


The Magical Menagerie was rowdy and it took everything in his power to not pinch his nose in annoyance and aggravation as people rudely bumped past him without even an 'excuse me'. Subtly pushing and tripping others he managed to gain access to the back where the obscure animals were held. "Nia aren't they adorable?" cooed a soft bell-like voice.

Lucius craned his head to the side and found two girls leaning over a glass cage in the rare snake species section. "Lilac Rose the man said they were dangerous!" snapped the older girl with a shrill to her voice causing him to slightly wince. Lucius noticed she was at least two or three years older than the other girl with shoulder-length strawberry-blonde hair and sharp gray-blue eyes. While Lucius would agree she was pretty even if he could still slightly smell the after effects of the permanent beauty potion on her, she still had nothing on the other girl.

"Petunia," the other girl stressed out her name clearly, "Snakes are so often misunderstood, like spiders." she ended with a pout as she leaned her small finger and allowed it to brush gently over the scales of the albino snake who seemed to lean into her touch.

"You don't like spiders, Rose." Petunia he now knew mused dryly.

"That's not the point!" Lilac sputtered as she continued to rub at the snakes' scales. "I think snakes are remarkable creatures. Their both cunning and resourceful when it comes to not only themselves but also their families. It's a shame people judge them so harshly." the pretty girl ended kindly tucking a strained of her waist-length ruby colored hair behind her ear.

"Well said." Lucius could not help but input causing both girls to jump startled as they turned to face him with surprise flickering wildly across their faces. "I apologize, ladies, it was not my intentions to startled you." he ended with a sly smile as he greedily took in the jade eyes of what he knew would be a new powerful Hogwarts student. It was so hard nowadays to find powerful and beautiful witches to marry with the hopes of carrying on the family name. "I'm Lucius Malfoy and I'll be in my fourth year at Hogwarts."

"I'm Lilac Evans and that's my older sister Petunia." the ruby-haired mudblood returned with a wary look shining keenly in her eyes.

Lucius cordial look became a tad strained as he realized a potential bride was now far beneath him. Perhaps he could keep her as his mistress and father a couple children he could legitimize since his line was close to dying out. Often at times Mudbloods 'accidentally' signed binding contracts. "Is this ferret bothering you girls?" a sharp voice barked causing Lucius to come out of his musings to give a fierce glare at his hated rival, Bellatrix Black who stood now before him in all her haughty glory. Curly ebony waist-length hair bouncing behind her as violet eyes seemed to bore into his soul, soft-bow lips curled in disgust as her wand seemed to twirl effortlessly from between her slender fingers.

"Black!" he spat in disgust nose turned up at the heiress of the cadet branch of the Black family.

"Ferret Malfoy," Bellatrix cooed back as she turned her eyes sharply to the young girls standing stiffly against the glass cage. "He's not bothering you, is he?" she asked bluntly yet with kind concern as her eyes quickly assessed their bodies for any damages. "Always after innocent Muggle-borns, aren't you Lucy!" she sneered as she suddenly gripped both Lilac and Petunia's shoulder. "This way darlings, this way." she cooed with slight cackles as she began to manhandled them away from a now protesting Lucius.

"I would never try and dirty myself with a mud-" his words were abruptly cut off as her crooked wand was jabbed straight at his chest.

"Finish that word and I'll hex your tongue out right here and now, Malfoy." she hissed. "And then when we're in school I shall make nice use my Perfect status to make the rest of your Hogwarts years I'm there miserable. Now shoo like the snot-nose toe-rag you are," she demanded jabbing her wand repeatedly into his chest with each threat and insult she spouted.

"When my father here's about this!" he hissed causing Lilac to choke down a laugh as she watched the puffed up blonde shuffle quickly away.

"Thank you," Lilac spoke eyes twinkling with both gratitude and confusion. "He came out of nowhere and was making my sister and me rather uncomfortable."

Bellatrix relaxed her hold on the girls' shoulders as she stood up sharp making her hair bounce in the process her thick curls unruly much like her temper when tested. "I know the likes of Malfoy and nothing good comes when he tries to be kind. Especially kind to pretty girls." she ended with a dark look. "Now you two," she began with a lecture as she nudges them away from the dark corner and towards the cat section. "I'm sorry your introduction to magic began with a rough start so to make up for it I shall buy you both a companion."

"Oh, we couldn't possibly," Petunia immediately protested finding her voice once again. "You've already helped us so much unknowingly."

"Nonsense little ones, I shan't hear another word on the matter." Bellatrix ended in her usual blunt manner with her violet eyes and stance giving off the older sister demeanor.

The both of them ended up leaving with the oddest of creatures who happened to end up as their actual familiars, in the end, thanks to Bellatrix.

Petunia with a Thunderowl which happened to be the smaller cousin to the Thunderbird she later learns. Her owl had ashy-blue feathers and could fly further, higher, and faster than the usual magical post owls. Beatrix was the name she decided on and Bellatrix could not tell if she should have been either amused, honored, or offended by the gesture from the squib who she was slowly warming up to.

Lilac left with a rare species of magical cats that were the cousins of the purebred Kneazles. The Umbra cats also known as Shado's had the ability to not only turn into smoke but also transport themselves along with others. They were acknowledged to be fierce and protective over those they deemed theirs. "Feisty little blighters they are," Bellatrix grunted out managing to dodge a swipe of claws when she tried to pet the newly dubbed Alchemy or Chemie for short.


Lilac left with the promise to sit with Bellatrix on the train and Petunia pestered to write her when school began that both girls managed to enter the last shop of the day with Lily and their parent's. "Hello, we are here for our daughter's wands?" Lavender began uncertainly to what appeared to be an empty shop.

"Just a moment!" a voice barked followed by a bang before a shuffle of feet were heard and an odd old man with strange wide glass-bulb eyes the color of gold appeared before them. The man twitched here and there from his spot as he attempts to pat down his electrified gray-white hair. "This is what I get," he sighed out still patting at his head trying to knock out the smoking wisps of hair. "When I try to force an apple and dragon together." he straightened up and gave the Evans family a wide bright smile as his eyes keenly searched the twins for a moment before turning sharp with knowing. "My it's been awhile since I pared one of you lot's." he gleefully uttered underneath his breath as he snapped his fingers and a measuring tape so odd looking if it wasn't for the numbers etched on it that Lilac would have not a clue to what it's purpose was. "Now, whose first?"

"ME!" Lily screamed eagerly literally jumping from her spot in excitement. "Sir," she whispered trying to maintain politeness in her eagerness.

"You can call me Ollivander, dear." he began kindly before turning away allowing the tape to measure Lily from between her brows and straight down to her toes. "Now which arm is your main one of usage?"

"My left!" Lily chirped happily as she bounced on her toes.

"Left you say?" he hummed out thoughtfully before pulling three boxes off the shelf and turning back to the grinning auburn-haired child. "Try this one please." he insisted as he handed Lily a dark wooden wand. Lily stared at the wand with such confusion it oddly reminded Lilac of Daniel Radcliffe's portrayal of her child from the movies in one go. "Well give it a wave."

Lily waved the wand swiftly at the glass of water on the counter causing it to catch fire before shattering into thousands of tiny sharp shards."

"NOPE! DEFINITELY NOT!" he roared quickly snatching the wand back.

"I'm sorry!" Lily sniffled out.

"Sweet child, the wand chooses the witch or wizard," Ollivander spoke kindly to Lily as with a flick from the temperamental wand the glass was repaired as good as new. "I've had worse happen in my shop before you and I shall certainly after you. I remember this one child who turned my entire shop into a gingerbread house. It took twenty-four hours before the smell wore off and at the end of the day left me hungry for gingerbread cookies."

It took thirty minutes, twenty-four wands, a bald father, and a green-haired Ollivander before Lily found her wand. "I do so love tricky customers!" Ollivander sighed happily as the glow from Lily's wand disappeared into bubbles of rainbow colors. "Ten inches with willow wood and a Phoenix core. Swishy and good for charms." Ollivander turned and gave Lilac an even more beaming smile as his wide eyes glisten with a tad bit of madness. "I do hope you are even tricker than your sister!"

Lilac wasn't tricky much to Ollivander's disappointment and to her parents' great relief. It only took her eight tries and causing Petunia's outfit to turn into a ballgown of medieval times fore she felt a strange sensation of warmth flow through her body as puffs of silver and blue sparks came from the tip of her wand which was an odd reddish-pink color with elegant carvings of cherries blossoms on the sides. "Seven inches with cherry wood and a matching phoenix core of which I'm not surprised considering twins and their bonds. This wand is well suited for all range types of magic but needs strong-will to use it," he informed with pride while he wore a thoughtful look on his face.

"Can we go home now?" Petunia muttered annoyed so done with the day as she tried to tackle the knots out of her windblown hair.