Lilliana Margaretta Prewitt

Chapter 11? or is it 12?

Disclaimer – I obviously don't own Harry Potter! If you for some reason think I do what are you on? And where can I get some? Because I would seriously love to be able to be under the impression I owned Harry Potter.

"HAROLD JAMES POTTER, GET OUT OF YOUR BED THIS INSTANT!" Lily screamed up the stairs from the bottom stair.

"Yeah Harry," was a mumbled response from the bedroom next to Harry's.

"YOU TOO NEVILLE WE'RE GOING TO DIAGON ALLEY TODAY!!!" Lily told Neville laughingly.

"BOTH OF YOU GET YOUR' BLOODY ASSES OUT OF BED SO I CAN GO BACK TO SLEEP!" came a yell from down the hall in the room that belonged to Kat.

Lily started laughing hysterically at her best friend, because she had an evening job Kat was always up late and in bed late trying to get as much sleep as possible

Suddenly there was a shout from Harry's room. "Diagon Alley, YES! We're finally going! get up Neville we're going to get our Hogwarts stuff," Lily laughed again, finally one of the two almost 11 year-olds had caught on.

"Okay we're coming mathair," Harry called out.

"Yeah, I'm just getting dressed first aunty Lil." Neville called out a split second after Harry.

Lily finally decided they were up enough for her to go back to the kitchen to where Anne was making pancakes for everyone, while reading the Daily Prophet at the same time.

Anne handed Lily the Daily Prophet and pointed to the main article on the 5th page.

Boy-Who-Lived-And-Disappeared Alive?

It was thought that Harry Potter who would now be 10, 11 in a few days is possibly alive. In an interview with Albus Dumbledore today he let it slip that Mr. Potter was on the list for students attending Hogwarts this coming September. As most people know if a wizarding child dies their name disappears off the register and they are not sent a letter. What the magical community wants to know is 'Where is Mr. Potter?' No ransom note was ever sent and nobody ever boasted to have kidnapped him so where is the mysterious child. When the staff at the Daily Prophet tried to contact his last living magical relative for an interview and any ideas of where he might be we received a note with 'mind your own bloody buisness'. People all over the wizarding world are starting to think that perhaps the young lady has kidnapped him. She was last seen a few years ago when she quit her job at Saint Mungo's. We will continue to try and get an interview with her but feel it is unlikely.

Layla Wivkens.

Lily stared at the article. "Crap," was all she said before leaving the room quickly. Anne quickly followed charming the pancakes to cook themselves.

Lily was in the bathroom charming her hair red. "What the hell are you doing? And why?" Anne asked her curiously.

"Well I have to take Harry and Neville into Diagon Alley just before lunch so we can meet you for your lunch break and we can get their stuff." Lily told her seemingly thinking that was an adequate excuse. "So, we've talked about that, but why is your' hair red?" Anne asked again getting frustrated.
Lily sighed "because when we get to Diagon Alley I don't want to be recognised and the hair won't fool anyone if they actually look at me properly but it should be enough to stop people from trying to see if it's me, I'll probably also wear my glasses because I never wear them. And I can stand one day of annoyance if it means dodging everybody." Lily told her looking rather frustrated.

"Oh," Anne responded before walking out of the room.

"Are you both wearing your' cloaks?" Lily asked as they were about to leave for Diagon Alley.

"Do we have to mathair? It's summer!" Harry asked a definite tone of whining in his voice.

"Yes, we'll all stick out like a sore thumb and we don't want that, plus it may be summer but it's not actually that hot today," Lily explained calmly.

Both boys sighed and rather reluctantly pulled on their cloaks. Lily evaluated them carefully.

"Ok, now if somebody asks who you are Harry, you say?" Lily questioned Harry nervously.

"My name is James Evans and I'm visiting my cousin Neville with my sister Rose, which is you," he told her seriously.

Lily nodded.

"But why do I have to do all this stuff and wear the stupid makeup on my scar?" Harry asked clearly frustrated.

"Well today in the newspaper some people accused me of kidnapping you, thich I didn't although nobody knows where you are and if they find out that it was me who took you from the horrid place I'll probably get sent to Azkaban so we're just going to keep you hidden as much as possible until Hogwarts," Lily explained carefully.

Neville nodded to show he understood what was happening but Harry sighed.

"Well lets go boys, we're off to Diagon Alley." Lily said excitedly.

She grabbed the two of them by the arms and apparated out with a large BANG!

Lily, Harry and Neville were sitting in a booth at Florean Fortesque the ice-cream shop waiting for Anne to come in during her lunch break. When Anne finally came in they left quickly as not to be in the same place for too long in case they were recognised.

"Right well we've been to Gringotts now where should we go to next?" Anne asked with a cheeky grin on her face.

Neville and Harry didn't even look at each other before crying out excitedly "Mr. Ollivanders!"

Lily smiled, "it's more important to get your' robes first," Lily told them smugly. Both of the boys groaned. "But if you really want to we can get your wand first," she continued.

"Yes!" they both cried excitedly.

They walked into the shop avoiding as many people as possible.

"Ah Mr. Potter, Mr. Longbottom, and of course Lily Potter? huh?" Mr. Ollivander began but became confused.

Lily smiled softly. "I suppose I do like aunty Lily with my hair red and my glasses on. Only two out of three, Mr. Ollivander I am surprised it seems you may be loosing your touch." Lily commented quietly.

"Ah of course Lilliana how good to see you, not losing my touch, just momentarily shocked to see what looked like a dead person walk into my shop." Mr. Ollivander spoke showing a lot of respect for the young witch.

Anne cleared her throat, "Oh yes Miss Longbottom too, I'm quite glad we finally got you that new wand of yours in 5th year, I can't believe your' mother made you use your' dead father's wand." Mr. Ollivander commented on Anne before moving on.

"Right well, boys what is your wand?" hand he asked curiously.

"Right," Harry muttered.

"Left," Neville said quietly.

Both of the older girls smiled at their 'sons'.

"Okay Neville, try this one," Mr. Ollivander told him.

Neville waved it and it blew up the windows. "Interesting, Mr. Longbottom, Have you ever used a wand before?" He asked curiously. Neville blushed and Lily and Anne's smiles faded a little bit.

Neville nodded weakly. "yes, we've used mum and auntie Lily's wand before," Neville responded nervoudly.

"That's good, really good, what spells have you used?" Mr. Ollivander asked curiously.

Lily answered that question. "We've covered until Christmas in the 1st years spells and both boys fully understand the theory behind all the spells."

"Ah," said Mr. Ollivander "Well I might need to try something more advanced, try this young man."

Neville waved the wand and a gold cloud erupted making everyone in the room feel warm and cosy.

(AND WE ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WITH HARRY SO IM NOT EXPLAINING IT COZ I CAN'T BE STUFFED)

As they exited the shop Lily smiled, "Right that went well let's go and get robes.

Neville and Harry walked into Madam Milkins, a boy with white blonde hair was being measured.

"Hullo," said the boy "Hogwarts too?"

"Yes," Harry and Neville both replied.

"My father's next door buying my books and my mother's up the street looking at wands," said the boy, he had a bored drawling voice. "Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow."

"Have you got your' own broom?" the boy went on.

"No," said Harry quickly followed by Neville. Harry had wanted to smugly say yes because it would have been true, but he didn't want to draw any attention to himself.

"Play quidditch at all?"

"No," this time it was Neville who answered first.

"I do – Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree. Know what house you'll be in yet?"

"No," Harry started.

"Well no-one really knows until they get there do they, but I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been – imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?"

"No!" exclaimed Neville.

"Hufflepuff is the best house! It's about loyalty and sticking up for right, Slytherin is for people who don't care about others and would sell their souls to get what they want." Harry continued for Neville.

"Well I think huffle…."

Madame Malkin came bustling into the room and waved her wand. "Well that's you done dear handing Draco his robes and pushing him out of the shop.

Neville and Harry were finished off quickly and they left soon to find Lily and Anne standing with an owl each. One a snowy owl and one that was a midnight black.

Harry stared at the white owl Lily was holding. "I'm going to call my owl Hedwig he commented as he took Hedwig off Lily.

"I'm going to call mine Trevor," Neville told them.

Anne stared at Neville as though he was an alien. "What, I always wanted a frog or toad called Trevor so I figure I may as well call my owl Trevor."

Anyway so that was fairly long I think I'm not actually sure but whatever…. VOTE what house Neville and Harry should be in….I'm going on the fact that because Neville has his own wand and not his fathers like his grandma made him use he'll be a lot more talented with magic and because he grew up in a more supporting environment he's actually a lot smarter and enjoys flying……

Kaitylen