Lily

" How long does it take for the exam results to arrive dear?" asked Mrs Evans as she sat in the kitchen.

" Well they always come towards the end of the August...so that should be any day now Mum."

Mrs Evans smiled. " You'll be fine dear...I'm sure of it."

" Thanks Mum."

The front door bell rang and Lily opened it. A young girl around sixteen stood outside.

" Hi is Petunia here?"

" Yeah " said Lily. " I'll go call her. Who shall I say wants her?"

The girl eyed Lily suspiciously.

" Who are you anyways?" she barked in a sharp tone.

" I'm her sister " said Lily. " I live here."

" No you dont. Petunia doesn't have a sister."

" Yes she does...my name is Lily Evans."

" How come I never see you around here."

" Who are you?" asked Lily.

" I'm Melinda Green. I live up there near the cross roads , moved here last year...as I said how come I never see you around here all year?"

" I go to school...boarding school " she added.

" Oh yeah " said Melinda she crossed her eyebrows. " Which one?"

" It's in France " said Lily. " I come home every summer and Christmas."

" Petunia never metioned you."

" Yeah...well...thats her problem..."

" Who's at the door?" asked Petunia as she came down the stairs.

Lily moved.

" Oh Melinda hi."

" Hi " replied Melinda. " Hey Petunia...this girl here is claiming to be your sister."

Petunia frowned. " Yeah... she is...er...is that okay?"

Lily glared at her.

Petunia muttered under breath.

" Goes to school in France does she?" said Melinda.

" Yeah...it's a boarding school."

Melinda eyed Lily.

" Do you want to come with me into the town? said Melinda. " Just you by the way " she glared at Lily. " Sorry hotshot...three's a crowd."

Lily muttered and felt like pulling her wand out.

Petunia nodded. " Yeah...I'll go."

" You cant " said Lily.

" Why not " snarled Petunia.

" You promised Mum...you'd stay here today...my results..."

" Oh to hell with your results Lily...like I care."

" Petunia?"

Mrs Evans came out. She looked at Melinda , sighed " Not today Melinda" and closed the door.

" I wish you wouldn't hang around with that girl " she muttered to Petunia. " She's a bad infleunce...bad record that girl..."

Petunia scowled and threw herself on the sofa.

" It's not fair."

Mr Evans looked over his paper.

" Come now...Petunia...your Mother's only being careful."

Suddenly there was a loud bag coming from the fire place.

" Deary me " sighed Mrs Evans. " Darling you really have to sort that chimney out. I think birds are nesting..."

" No Mum...dont stick the poker up... " cried Lily.

" OUCH " screamed a voice and Mrs Evans jumped back in fright.

A face appeared and then the torso. The whole body and face covered in soot. The person standing there...in slight discomfort from the poker.

" James " cried Lily running forward.

James Potter smiled at everyone and waved his blackened hand.

" Evening Mr and Mrs Evans " he said brightly.

Petunia muttered and looked away.

" Nice to see you too " said James.