Severus was over the moon when I told him about my powers finally making an appearance, we both noticed though, after that night with Petunia, magic spilled out of me easier than either of us could expect. I had just as hard of a time controlling the magic as I did making it appear in the first place. I still managed to keep it all a secret from my friends and family, I kept my pinky promise to Sev.

Time went by slow, since I was only 10 years old I had to go back to primary school. I spent most of my free time in school imagining what the next year might be like at Hogwarts, how the classes might be different. I wondered if I'd still have to learn science and history.

As the cold weather came around, I had to stop hanging out at the park with Sev since it was too cold, but we still wrote each other every day and once the snow began to melt and the flowers blossomed we went right back to our old routine. We fantasized about everything, like how we were going to be in the same house together. He was sure we'd be in Slytherin together because that's where all the best witches and wizards end up, but I was sure we'd be in Gryffindor. We were so much alike I didn't even consider being separated from him.

The school year ended for me, and time was ticking away, slowly but surely. Towards the beginning of July, Severus showed up at our usual spot, letter in hand. It was his Hogwarts letter showing that he'd officially been invited to attend the school the upcoming year. I raced home after that and waited for the mail to be delivered. I was sure since I was a muggle that's how my letter would come. But the mailman came and went and there was no letter. Days went by and still no letter. I started to worry that maybe they didn't know I could do magic too, maybe they didn't want me.

July quickly came to a close, and on the last day of the month I was at the dinner table eating desert with my family when someone knocked on the door. Father got up and answered the door, a moment letter he came back into the room followed by an older man. His hair was as white as snow, long and with a matching beard. He wore dark purple robes that were covered in stars, they very much looked like the night sky. Petunia started giggling the moment she laid eyes on him, but I stared in wonder. I loved everything about his appearance.

"Hello, my dear." He held out his hand for me to shake. "You, I believe, are Lily Evans?"

I nodded my head. He was here for me.

"I am Professor Albus Dumbledore. I am the Headmaster at a school for wizards, have you heard of Hogwarts?"

I nodded my head again.

"I figured, from Mr. Snape, correct?"

"Yes, sir. He's my friend."

"Friends are a wonderful things to have, why don't we all have a seat so I can explain everything to the rest of your family."

We did as he suggested, I got the feeling people did exactly what he said all the time.

"Your daughter, Lily, has the gift of magic. She is, in fact, a witch. Most witches and wizards come from families of the same sort. But there are quite a few who are born to parents of non-magical being. Being a witch comes great power and responsibility and it's because of that, that we offer a school were some of the greatest teach the young. This school is called Hogwarts and there is a spot there reserved for Ms. Evans if you allow her to attend. She will leave on September 1st, and return home for Christmas and then again at the end of June for Summer break. She would attend every year for seven years."

"Wait," Mother looked incredibly confused. "Are you saying our daughter is a witch? With actual magical powers? Like with wands and potions?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

"Well, of course Lily can attend!" Father was basically bursting with joy. "A witch in our family? It's an honor!"

I couldn't hold in my excitement. It all was really happening, and my father approved. I looked over at my mother and she was smiling. Petunia looked angry but I expected as much from her so I brushed it off. They accepted my magic, they were embracing me for who I am. No more silly little imagination, they finally believe me.

"It's settled then," Dumbledore got to his feet and reached into his robe pulling out a letter. "This is all the information you'll need to get your supplies, and instructions on where to go on the 1st, the train leaves at exactly 11 a.m. so do not show up late. Good luck, Ms. Evans. I will see you in due time."

With that he showed himself out and my family just stood there staring at me.

"Oh, Lily, I am so sorry for never believing you. You were right all along, you knew there was a world out there that you belonged to and I dismissed it. I hope you forgive us."

'Mother, it's okay I promise. I forgive you. As long as you can accept all this and not think it's weird then I don't think we should have any mixed emotions."

"Sounds perfect to me honey," My dad kissed my forehead and the we all, excluding Petunia, cleaned up the kitchen and headed to bed. We had agreed to tackle the list of supplies that I needed tomorrow. I suggested we started right away in case we had any problems, but honestly, I just couldn't wait to see the magical world.

I called Sev on the phone before I headed to bed, which he told me to only do in dire emergencies because his parents hated it.

"I'm so sorry to call you Sev." I whispered into the phone. "I know you told me not to but I just had to tell you, the headmaster at Hogwarts came by after dinner. He delivered my letter in person! It was amazing! My parents are surprisingly so happy. We're going into that wizarding town tomorrow to start shopping and I wanted to invite you. You've been there loads and you probably know where everything is, plus I'd love to see you."

"Woah, Lily! No need to apologize for calling, my parents are out tonight so it's fine. I would love to go with you all, are you sure it's okay with your parents?"

"Oh, Severus." He always assumed everyone hated him, how could anyone hate him. "Of course it's okay, why wouldn't it be?"

"Petunia hates me, remember?" He asked.

"I doubt she'll come, she won't even talk to me anymore. Be here at 10 o'clock sharp okay?"

"Okay, Lily."

"Goodnight, Sev. Sweet dreams."

I hung up the phone and went straight to bed. After rereading my letter at least five dozen more times I turned off the light and went to sleep. Tomorrow will be wicked.