Alright, before I begin I have a confession. I seem to be physically unable to post chapters over 700 words. I will do my utmost to update every week, but I can't make any promises. Also, if I have enough time on my hands, I will post a long(er) chapter, but for now, expect this length. Thank you to every one of the 5,000+ readers, and please continue to read and review if possible. Thank you, and now on to the chapter!
2 years later
Lily's POV
"Mummy! Look what Sophie and I found!" 3 year old Harry Potter was running across the lawn at Potter Manor, tugging his younger sister behind him with one hand while the other was holding something out in front of the duo. At first glance, it looked simply like an old piece of rope, worn and dirty. Looking again, Lily noticed the scaly exterior and nearly had a heart attack.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! You put that thing down. Right now," she fairly shouted. Harry looked abashed as he slowed down, coming to a stop before finally dropping the small snake at his feet. What came next was an even bigger shock. Harry started talking to the snake in a language sounding
"James! Get out here, now!" Lily called without taking her eyes off her son.
"I didn't do it, Padfoot did! Or Moony or Wormtail!"
She had to roll her eyes as her idiot husband came sprinting out of the house. Well, he was probably scared to death of her as well, which she was fine with.
"No, James, nobody's hurt, dead, or attacking. There's just something I thought you should see. Harry?" She addressed the younger boy now. "Where'd your friend go?"
"You mean Daisy? She's right here." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the sna–Daisy.
"Can you tell her something for me?" James was growing suspicious, Lily could see it in his eyes. "I need you to tell her that we can't take her into the house, that she'll have to stay outside. Can you do that?"
"Yes mum," the three year old said, before talking to the snake. Lily snuck a look at James and had to do a double take. His eyes were bugging out and his jaw was practically on the floor.
"Th-That's Parseltongue! Where the bloody hell did he learn Parseltongue?!"
