Lily Black
Chapter 5
August 23rd, one week until the student's arrival.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," Lily muttered to herself as she stood at the gates of Hogwarts. Slowly, after assessing the area and allowing her magic to find any trace of a death eater, excluding the Potions Master, did she allow herself to relax. At present, Harry was at the apartment with Charlie, and Charlie would take him to the station on the 1st September but until then, Harry would remain in Worthing where he could not be traced due to a wizard Prince of England who had once visited the neighbouring city of Brighton. Said Prince had cast a spell, disallowing anyone with bad intentions finding any wizard there due to it being the time of Grindelward. Quite useful really.
Lily, during her small walk to the castle allowed the settings to sink into her subconscious as she thought about another matter entirely. Will Mrs Weasley like me? Even though the logical part of her brain told her that it didn't really matter, Lily would love to have Mrs Weasley's approval, and if she were honest, she wanted the sense of having a mother again, to know what Harry felt around this woman and to experience what he described. A smile tugged on Lily's face. A little part of Harry was ecstatic he would become related to at least one member of the Weasley family.
Moving onto another subject, figuring she'd find out next weekend when Charlie took her to the Burrow, she made a mental note to send the Angels a few boxes of chocolate, to which they were all addicted. After all, they had said they would send preliminary warnings if someone were to fall through the veil or even worse, find it. To prevent this, Lily had several glamours up.
Obviously waiting her arrival, Albus Dumbledore came out to meet the undisguised Lily, after all, she had nothing to hide.
For a moment, Dumbledore looked surprised.
"Lily Black?" Lily nodded icily.
"Due to my adoption, Lily Evans Black Silverwing." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled; he had no clue Harry was missing. When his back was turned she smirked, but quickly composed herself and half listened to the tour.
September 1stAs Harry sat on the train, over an hour early so no one recognised Charlie just yet, he reviewed his summer. Smiling he thought of his protective big sister. The more he thought about it, the more he could vaguely recall his childhood, ranging from playing on the swings, to being tucked in at night and cuddled, the only physical contact he had that didn't involve pain and misery.
He also couldn't quite believe he never ever had to go back to the Dursleys, then again he never should have been put there in the first place. Bitterly, he recalled every plot Dumbledore had made concerning him. Now, he was sure as hell going to be independent, he was also going to throw off those lousy excuses for friends. Ron and Hermione, he knew, accepted bribes from Dumbledore, which essentially came from his account and the promise of Prefect titles. No more. He had effectively blocked Dumbledore from his account, with Lily's help and would demand a resorting, which he had found out could be done. No way was Dumbledore going to manipulate him again, no more would he hold back in fear that the public wouldn't approve or upset someone. Over the holidays he had received his OWL results.
Dear Mr. Potter,
Please find enclosed your OWL level results. Any grade above Acceptable counts as an OWL.
Said levels are in order of highest to lowest accomplishment are:
Outstanding - Pass
Exceeds Expectations - Pass
Acceptable -Pass
Poor - Fail
Dreadful - Fail
Troll - Fail
You have received:
Astronomy: E 1 OWL
Care of Magical Creatures: O 1OWL
Charms: O 1OWL
Defence Against the Dark Arts: O +2 OWLs
Divination: A 1 OWL
Herbology: O 1 OWL
History of Magic: E 1 OWL
Potions: O 1 OWL
Transfiguration: O 1 OWL
Student must also note that an O+ has not been achieved in any subject for almost a century, counting as an extra OWL grade, and also Mr. Potter must note he has come top in the year, achieving ten OWLs.
Congratulations,
Madame Griselda Marchbanks
Prepared to wait until his 'friends' arrived Harry settled himself down with a copy of The Truth behind Angels surprisingly by Lilith Evans the second.
Two hours laterFor almost half the train ride, Harry saw neither of his 'friends', wondering why, but not really bothered. Although, soon enough, a Miss Hermione Granger entered and with her face flustered sat down opposite Harry, who didn't bother to look up from his book. Hermione, who was not doing brilliantly in her spying duties cut to the chase, with a fake sunny voice.
"How was your holiday Harry? You didn't reply to any of mine or Ron's letters." Harry reluctantly closed his book and Ron walked in, having heard Hermione's question. Harry and Lily planned this eventuality and decided that Harry was going to let them know exactly what he thought.
"Oh, you know, the usual, having the crap beaten out of me, being saved by my big sister and cursing the day I made friends with two greedy bastards, aka yourselves." Harry looked at them, his face cool and collected, but his emerald eyes blazing. Hermione and Ron had identical shocked faces and Harry decided to use a small amount of legilimency on them, which his sister had taught him, amongst other things.
Hermione: "Oh no oh no oh no, he knows! What am I going to do? I've already ordered that platinum cauldron and begun paying my college fees…damn! And I was hoping to make him mine this year!"
Harry looked at her disgusted.
Ron: "Oh damn! What are Mum and Dad going to say? There going to flip, they think of Harry as a seventh son… and Ginny will be so heart broken! I promised I'd get her together with Harry!"
Harry just picked up his lightweight trunk, his drawstring bag and found another compartment, but not before saying,
"Oh, and Hermione, I think you'll find it was I who beat you as top of the year, I would never touch you with a barge pole let alone date you, that platinum cauldron isn't going to arrive 'coz I stopped my money flowing into your account, and Ron, I prefer my girls non giggly and who likes me for who I am, and not my cash, although I dare say we'll be seeing each other very soon at a wedding." Harry smirked, thinking of Charlie and Lily's wedding, and the havoc that would cause.
After the First Years have been sorted.
"Now students, before I continue with various announcements a student has requested a resorting through one of the Professors, will this student and any other student, except first years, who request resorting, please come upon the stage.
Five students, including Harry stood up. Neville stood, Luna stood, a third year Hufflepuff stood and surprisingly, so did Draco Malfoy. Three sixth years, a fifth year and one third year. Dumbledore frowned.
"Elisa Callaghan," Elisa, the Hufflepuff third year sat nervously on the stool once more.
"Ravenclaw!"
"Neville Longbottom!"
"Hufflepuff!"
"Luna Lovegood!"
"Slytherin!" Harry's eyebrows rose. That was unexpected.
"Draco Malfoy!" The hat took a few moments before yelling
"If I may, I would like to sort Mr. Potter before deciding where Mr. Malfoy will go!" The Headmaster nodded, dumbstruck.
Harry sat on the stool, Draco giving him an unidentifiable look before standing aside.
With bated breath, Mc Gonnagal put the hat on Harry's head…
Point of View Swap
Lily also watched nervously as Minerva (as the stern transfiguration teacher told her to call her) put the hat on her brother's head. The other part of her brain, which contained angel magic, was working on the Draco Malfoy thing. She knew from her own experiences that Malfoy senior was infertile and that Draco's hair was obviously charmed, he had also recently escaped the imperius. This worried Lily; to think he had to suffer the fate she herself would have gone through. Finally the hat shouted…
Point of View swap"Hello Mr. Potter."
"Hello Hat, how are you?"
"Not bad thank you."
"So, what do you think?"
"I think you should drop the occulmency shields a tad so I can get in, for one."
"Sorry"
"Think nothing of it, and while I am on your head, Dumbledore, nor Voldermort for that matter, can enter. You're sister might though, interesting lady I must say, I wouldn't mind looking at what makes her tick."
"Can you get on with the sorting? Sorry but I kind of feel silly sitting here."
"Of course, but patience is a virtue. Hmm, having looked in Mr. Malfoy's head I know where to put you both now…
THE HOUSE OF ARAIANNE! Both of them!"
Whispers erupted and Lily's head shot up at the mention of the Angel's name.
The one thought several heads thought was: What the hell?
Dumbledore stood up and the whispers ceased. His eyes continued twinkling and a purple and turquoise table with the symbol of Angel wings appeared and the boys walked cautiously towards it and sat.
"Perhaps I better let our new Potions Mistress explain this as I know she is likely more adept at this then I. Please welcome, Professor Lily Potter Silverwing." Lily stood up, the surprise gone and more then a bit pissed that the Headmaster called her Potter.
"Well I guess I should quickly explain who I am. My name is actually Lily Black Evans Silverwing, not Potter, simply because my mother, Lily Evans did not think it fair or fitting that my stepfather give me the honour of his surname because he was not my father. This means, yes, I am Harry's older half-sister by four years and I recently was granted guardianship of him. Please refer to me as Lily, Professor makes me sound old, no offence of course.
Also, concerning my age, my mother was pregnant with me in her fifth year, which obviously took nine months, and I was three when Harry was born, a year after my parent's graduation, not that my life story is anyone's business." This shocked more then one teacher, although Severus Snape smirked at the girl's antics. Lily ignored them.
"Anyway, the House of Araianne is named after the Angel. Araianne is believed to be the Angel of the worthy and pure descendants of the founders, as she was the lover of Slytherin and Gryffindor and carried their heirs to term.
So neither line is fully pure blooded, a little bit of Angel blood, but unlikely Angel powers, resides in them. It was said a fifth house was created in her honour, not only because of the gift of children, but also because she made this castle sentinant, with the ability to play tricks, e.g. the stairs, and to protect it's students, so a little bit of her resides in the castle. However, there has been no recorded document of a student sorted into that house, until now."
Across the hall, whispers broke out and Dumbledore shot red sparks from his wand. The fact Lily had been granted guardianship worried him, but was determined to keep Harry in his place.
"Yes, well, I believe Professor Evans is perhaps the best person to become head of the Araianne House, and I must assume she has an idea where to put the boys. Anyway, students are reminded that the Forbidden Forest, true to its name, is indeed forbidden, and all Weasley Wizard Wheezes products are banned, and please see Mr. Filch for the full list. Also Professor Snape will now be taking the Defence Against the Dark Arts position."
Lily only half listened to this, her eyes watching the two boys interact. Both seemed embarrassed. Silently Lily tuned into the Angel world, and quickly asked Araianne directions, which were given in picture form. Coming back into reality, Lily easily slipped into conversation with her colleagues.
As the feast finished, and the Houses followed their prefects, the two sole members of her house stood awkwardly, waiting for Lily. Lily smiled and beckoned them to follow her.
I know this has taken a while, but I hope you enjoyed it! Anyway, thank you to my reviewers! You are fantastic, although more would be appreciated. Also, I have had some queries and I hope I have sorted some out.
Ummmm, also, I figured I'd better ask, slash between Harry and Draco or no (I cannot do sex scenes anyway, so no lemon!) if not, then they would just be brother-close. I need at least ten votes OR ELSE I will choose one or do both.
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