Three years later…
One beautiful morning in the kingdom of Gryffindor, Princess Lily was sleeping in her usual un-princess-like way: she was snoring rather loudly, with her long strikingly red hair somewhat resembling a bird's nest. As she drooled a little bit on her pillow, one arm was bent over her head, while the other was dangling off her bed. Suddenly, she bolted upright at the sound of Mrs. Pomfrey outside her door, who said "Princess Lily? It's time to get ready!" Lily stretched and yawned, and she replied tiredly as she got a piece of her hair out of the corner of her mouth "Get ready for what?" Mrs. Pomfrey chuckled, as she knew the girl was only half-awake "Your brother's coronation, dear!" she said, and Lily muttered to herself "My brother's, coronation…Oh!" She gasped as she remembered the big day! She leaped out of her dark pink comforter with gold sheets and ran to her bathroom.
After she took a quick bath and brushed her hair into a neat French-braid bun, she dashed to her closet. She set aside in her closet the dress she had been looking forward to wearing for over a month: It was a beautiful full-length ball gown. It had a black bodice with off-the-shoulder straps and had a gold outline along the top, with a ruby red skirt that had a gold floral design at the bottom. She slipped on the dress, and after putting on shiny black heeled shoes, and a small gold locket that had a tiny ruby in the middle, (which contained two tiny pictures: One of her parents on one side, and one of her brother on the other), she admired her reflection in the full-length mirror by her desk: She truly felt like a princess. As she burst out the door, she almost knocked over Mrs. McGonagall carrying a tray of breakfast for her! "Oh I'm so sorry Mrs. McGonagall! Are you okay?" Lily asked, and Mrs. McGonagall said, slightly scolding "Princess Lily! You must be more careful! Anyway, you'd better eat up; the coronation will start in less than an hour!" Lily nodded, and took her tray of breakfast to her room and smiled. After she finished up a breakfast of two blueberry muffins and a few chocolate-covered strawberries, and reminded herself to thank Chef Dobby later, she excitedly rushed out of her room once again, and bolted down the hallway. She danced around in the grand foyer; waiting for the moment her brother would announce the guards to open the gates.
Meanwhile, Prince Sirius paced nervously in his room: It was the day he would become King of Gryffindor. He could barely eat breakfast; all he had was an apple and a small piece of toast, for he felt too sick with worry. He had been dreading this day since after his parent's funeral, which he couldn't even attend, in fear that his secret would be revealed. That morning he woke up with his stomach churning, but quickly shoved it out of his mind as he took a quick bath and combed back his dark brown hair, putting it in a small ponytail with a crimson ribbon. He then put on his coronation outfit; a deep crimson suit that had gold buttons up to his neck, and had a gold trim lining the top of his collar, and his pants had a gold lining on the seams on each side. Once he put on a medium golden cape that had one gold button with a tiny ruby in the middle of it, over his suit, put on his newly-shined black shoes, and his father's gold crown decorated with tiny rubies and garnets, he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Even though there was a tense apprehension in his silver eyes, he looked like a true King. He looked over to a picture of his father on his coronation day, holding the sword of Godric Gryffindor in one hand, and a golden coronation orb in the other. He stared at his father's eyes in the portrait: His emerald eyes were determined, ready to take on all the duties and responsibilities. Sirius wished that he could feel just as ready, and hoped that he would make his parents proud that day.
He took a deep breath; it was time to open the gates. He opened the door to his room, and said to Mr. Dumbledore "I'm ready; it's time to open the gates." Mr. Dumbledore nodded, and as he checked his pocket watch, he said calmly "Yes, your highness I believe you're right. You look so much like your father on his coronation day, he would be very proud, you know." Sirius smiled at the elderly man, he always knew how to make worries disappear, even for a moment. Mr. Dumbledore walked down to the foyer, where he saw Lily pacing, looking very excited and anxious to go outside. He chuckled, and said "I should have known you'd be here already, your highness. But I know you've been waiting for this day for a very long time." Princess Lily grinned at him, and exclaimed "Yes! I can't wait to go see the town and meet the people; maybe I'll even meet THE one! We could dance the night away, and-oh, it will be a wonderful day!" Dumbledore chuckled once again, and told the guards to open the gates. Lily could barely contain herself as her emerald eyes watched in anticipation as the guards slowly opened the large wooden doors. Mr. Dumbledore smiled, and said "Princess Lily, you look so much like your mother, but you have your father's eyes, they would be very proud of the beautiful young woman you have become." Lily grinned, and ran over to the elderly man and hugged him "Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore. You have always been a wonderful mentor, as well as my friend." She stepped back, and with another grin, she ran outside, and Dumbledore smiled after her, touched by her words.
As Lily ran outside, her emerald eyes glittered at the beauty of her kingdom. She looked down the cobbled streets at the busy scene; everyone was dressed up and walking towards the cathedral where the coronation would take place. She cut through the crowds as she admired all the shops and houses, which were all decorated in Gryffindor colors to commemorate the big day. She walked quickly down to the docks near the sea, and as she wasn't looking where she was going, she crashed right into someone, and almost fell into the water. The stranger caught her hand just before she fell, and surprised, she said "I'm so sorry, are-?" But she couldn't finish her sentence: he was handsome. He was a little taller than her, had semi-long straight black hair that was pulled back in a small ponytail with a green tie, and had dark brown, almost black eyes. He was dressed in a black suit with silver buttons that had tiny emeralds in them. He smiled at her, and she smiled back, slightly embarrassed, and he asked "Are you alright?" She smiled, and said "Yes, I'm fine. Are you? I-I wasn't looking where I was going and…" He chuckled as she blushed, and he said "Yes I'm alright. I'm Prince Severus of the Slytherin Isles." He bowed, and she jumped as she remembered her manners, "Princess Lily of Gryffindor," and curtsied. As he stood up from his bow, he said "Ah yes, your brother is being crowned King today." She smiled as she said nervously, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear "Yup! That's my older brother!" They stared at each other, both smiling and looking a little shy, when suddenly the bells at the cathedral were heard in the distance. Lily gasped "Oh! The coronation is about to start, I should be there! I've gotta, um, go now, uh, nice to meet you Prince Severus!" She made a quick curtsy, and Severus said "Wait! Perhaps I will see you tonight at the coronation ball?" She looked back and said as she ran "Oh, um, yes! I'll be there!" and then she continued running toward the cathedral. Severus smiled, but there was a hint of cunningness in his eyes as he looked after her…