Lily, James, and the OLD gang
"LILY MARIE EVANS! IF YOU DON'T GET IN THIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW I'LL SEND PETUNIA OUT TO GET YOU!"
Lily Evans was outside, sitting under a willow tree, reading a book. This was her favorite spot to be in the summer; it was the only place where she could keep cool. She picked a long blade of grass to use as her bookmark and headed towards her house. She didn't want her sister Petunia to come outside and drag her in. As soon as Lily entered the kitchen, her mother went off on her.
"Lily, I've been calling you every 15 minutes for an hour! And every time, you said you'd be right in. Well, little girl, as punishment I will be taking your book," Mrs. Evans held out her hand. Lily reluctantly gave it to her. "And you will stay in your room, with no dinner, until your father gets home. He will be having a talk with you, I can assure that."
Lily turned around to go to her room. She was really getting into the book and now she couldn't even read it. She could feel her eyes start to sting. She thought to herself, 'Oh, really now, there's no use to cry about a book!' she ran up the stairs to her room and shut the door quietly. Lily never understood why her mother was always yelling at her for reading. It was better than what Petunia did all day, talking on the phone about boys and makeup. If she wasn't on the phone, she was complaining to her mother about why she couldn't go shopping that day. Lily had never really gotten along with her sister. At least not since Petunia started school. She made friends and she was too cool to bring her sister anywhere with her. Lily didn't mind. She wasn't forced to hand around Petunia so this gave her a lot more time to do what she liked to do.
Lily entered her room, opened the window and flopped down on her bed. She used to get along with her mother very well. It was only recently that things were starting to be weird. It was on Lily's eleventh birthday. He mother had treated Lily and herself to a day at a spa and got the full treatment from head to foot. Lily still couldn't understand what happened. They returned home and Lily went up to her room to see Petunia trashing all her stuff just because she was jealous. Lily could remember getting very angry and glaring at Petunia really hard. When she finally blinked she had a strong headache and Petunia ran out of the room clutching her arm in pain. When Lily got downstairs to get some aspirin, her mom was cleaning a deep gash in Petunia's arm. She obviously thought that Lily had purposely done that, and didn't ask how. She seemed to be holding that against Lily now. Lily never figured out why it happened (She eventually would once the fall came). Lily and her dad got along great. He admitted to her once that they spoiled Petunia far too much. He always made Lily feel special by using nicknames for her like Tiger Lily and princess. Everyone knew that she was daddy's little girl. She never did talk to her dad that night. He got home very late. Lily was in bed but ended up being awakened by an argument her parents were having.
"Kat I refuse to go yell at my daughter for reading! Of all things reading! That's foolishness" her father, Greg, started.
"But she was purposely ignoring me. She was acting like a little child." Her mother was aggravated.
"She is a child! She has just turned 11 years old! What are you expecting from her?"
"I'm expecting her to act like the lady she is and to respect her parents."
"Lily is a perfect young lady. She has better manners than any of us, especially better than Petunia. If anyone need to start acting like a lady it's her!"
Kat didn't say anything for a while. She knew her husband was right but she didn't want to admit that.
"You don't mean that. Petunia is perfect the way she is. I think its time now that you punish Lily."
Her father's face was bright red now. "I WILL NOT PUNISH LILY. Neither will you! This conversation is OVER!" With his final statement, Greg stormed out of the room and into his study slamming the door. Kat didn't know what to do with herself so she started to wash dishes. She was sobbing silently.
The next morning, Lily woke up with puffy eyes. She ended up crying herself to sleep. She felt responsible for making her parents fight. Lily got out of bed and put on her slippers. She headed for her door but than re- thought. It was still very early; the sun was just starting to rise. No one would be up yet. She decided to go for a walk. She got changed, grabbed her sneakers and snuck outside. She sat down on the front steps and tied her shoes. She jogged to the end of her driveway (which was rather long) but once she got the street she walked. She walked down her street and turned the corner. She entered into a jog. The air was already humid so she could tell it would be a hot day. She got to the end of the street she was on and turned onto another one. Lily was surprised at the energy she had. She has never really been that athletic. Her jogging turned into a run. Lily turned back onto her street. She was barely winded. This surprised her even more. She decided to go around again. When she finished her second lap she went on another. On her fourth time, she went all out. She was sprinting down the streets. Her entire body was putting out everything she had. Lily rounded the corner and saw her driveway. She could tell her body was exhausted but she didn't slow down. Her chest hurt from breathing so hard. She closed her eyes as she turned onto her driveway and took a deep breath. Lily opened her eyes to see something right in front of her. She felt herself hit it and collapse to the ground.
Lily woke up in her room. Her body ached all over especially her head. She could see her parents in the doorway. They were talking to a man.
"I can't thank you enough for bringing her home Mr."
"Dumbledore. But please call me Albus. I was on my way here anyway. I had some exciting news for Lily and yourselves."
Lily sat up in her bed only to get dizzy and fall back down. She groaned a little and her mom turned around
"Sweetie you're awake!" Her mother exclaimed.
Her father turned around and gave Lily a hug. "You had me worried kiddo." He whispered in her ear. She smiled and hugged her dad harder. Lily looked at the door where the man who called himself Albus was standing.
"Do come in Mr. Dumbledore." She said quietly. Albus smiled and entered the room.
"Lily I was wondering if I could speak to you for a minute," He asked as walking towards her bed. Her parents standing off to the side. "Privately." He added. Her parents exchanged nervous glances.
"Uh, Albus, I don't know about this. No offense of course but."
"It's enough said Mr. Evans. I'm leaving the decision to Lily if she would like you present or not. But before she does, let me give her her letter."
Dumbledore handed Lily an envelope with her name and address on it on green ink. She turned it over to see a wax seal of a lion, eagle, badger, and snake united on an H. she pulled out the letter and started reading. As she continued her facial expressions kept changing. She finished and turned to her parents.
"Please leave Mr. Dumbledore and I alone." She sounded nervous. Her parents looked surprised but left the room. There was a moment of silence before Dumbledore spoke.
"To start, please call me Professor Dumbledore or just Professor. As you saw in the letter, I am the headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am pleased to give you your letter today. It's not everyday the headmaster comes to your house," He winked at her before continuing, " I know this must be a shock to you and is probably very hard to believe. We have been watching you Miss. Evans. You have a great amount of power. If you choose to attend Hogwarts these powers will advance greatly. Now I suggest you make your decision now before telling your parents. But of course, it is up to you." Dumbledore concluded.
Lily had been sitting on her bed in a state of shock. How could she be a witch? Dumbledore was staring at her with interest.
"I-er-would like to speak to my father." Lily said quietly.
Dumbledore exited the room. Mr. Evans entered alone and shut the door. He walked towards her bed. Lily stretched out her arm with the letter in her hand. Her father took the letter. When he finished reading it, he stared at Lily.
"Is this a joke?" He asked very seriously.
"No father," she replied.
There was a long silence.
"I would like to attend." Lily blurted out.
Her father stared once again at his daughter. "Do you really?"
"Yes. Professor Dumbledore says I have real potential. I want to try." Lily said this all very quickly. She didn't know what her father was going to do.
"Ok then" he walked over to Lily and gave her a hug. "Whatever you want to do is fine by me. I think we better tell your mother. Or at least I will. Mr. Dumbledore is very eager to get your answer."
Lily was so surprised she couldn't find the words thank you. Instead she grinned at her father. He left the room and Lily fell back into her pillow. She could only smile.
"Your father said that you have made a decision." Dumbledore stated as he entered the room.
"Yes professor, I would lov-"
"WHAT!?" Lily's mother screamed in the hall. She heard her father usher her mother downstairs.
"As I was saying, I would love to attend your school." Lily was beaming. As she finished her sentence Dumbledore's face lit up.
"Wonderful! Now Miss. Evans there is so much to do. As you are Muggle born, I suggest setting you up to stay with a wizard family for the remainder of the summer. This way they can fill you in on everything and help you get your supplies. I must talk to your parents. I will see you at Hogwarts."
Before Lily could say anything, Dumbledore had left the room to meet with Lily's parents in the kitchen. Once again Lily fell back onto her pillow. She was in shock, but was very happy.
"I'm a witch." She giggled to herself.
"LILY MARIE EVANS! IF YOU DON'T GET IN THIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW I'LL SEND PETUNIA OUT TO GET YOU!"
Lily Evans was outside, sitting under a willow tree, reading a book. This was her favorite spot to be in the summer; it was the only place where she could keep cool. She picked a long blade of grass to use as her bookmark and headed towards her house. She didn't want her sister Petunia to come outside and drag her in. As soon as Lily entered the kitchen, her mother went off on her.
"Lily, I've been calling you every 15 minutes for an hour! And every time, you said you'd be right in. Well, little girl, as punishment I will be taking your book," Mrs. Evans held out her hand. Lily reluctantly gave it to her. "And you will stay in your room, with no dinner, until your father gets home. He will be having a talk with you, I can assure that."
Lily turned around to go to her room. She was really getting into the book and now she couldn't even read it. She could feel her eyes start to sting. She thought to herself, 'Oh, really now, there's no use to cry about a book!' she ran up the stairs to her room and shut the door quietly. Lily never understood why her mother was always yelling at her for reading. It was better than what Petunia did all day, talking on the phone about boys and makeup. If she wasn't on the phone, she was complaining to her mother about why she couldn't go shopping that day. Lily had never really gotten along with her sister. At least not since Petunia started school. She made friends and she was too cool to bring her sister anywhere with her. Lily didn't mind. She wasn't forced to hand around Petunia so this gave her a lot more time to do what she liked to do.
Lily entered her room, opened the window and flopped down on her bed. She used to get along with her mother very well. It was only recently that things were starting to be weird. It was on Lily's eleventh birthday. He mother had treated Lily and herself to a day at a spa and got the full treatment from head to foot. Lily still couldn't understand what happened. They returned home and Lily went up to her room to see Petunia trashing all her stuff just because she was jealous. Lily could remember getting very angry and glaring at Petunia really hard. When she finally blinked she had a strong headache and Petunia ran out of the room clutching her arm in pain. When Lily got downstairs to get some aspirin, her mom was cleaning a deep gash in Petunia's arm. She obviously thought that Lily had purposely done that, and didn't ask how. She seemed to be holding that against Lily now. Lily never figured out why it happened (She eventually would once the fall came). Lily and her dad got along great. He admitted to her once that they spoiled Petunia far too much. He always made Lily feel special by using nicknames for her like Tiger Lily and princess. Everyone knew that she was daddy's little girl. She never did talk to her dad that night. He got home very late. Lily was in bed but ended up being awakened by an argument her parents were having.
"Kat I refuse to go yell at my daughter for reading! Of all things reading! That's foolishness" her father, Greg, started.
"But she was purposely ignoring me. She was acting like a little child." Her mother was aggravated.
"She is a child! She has just turned 11 years old! What are you expecting from her?"
"I'm expecting her to act like the lady she is and to respect her parents."
"Lily is a perfect young lady. She has better manners than any of us, especially better than Petunia. If anyone need to start acting like a lady it's her!"
Kat didn't say anything for a while. She knew her husband was right but she didn't want to admit that.
"You don't mean that. Petunia is perfect the way she is. I think its time now that you punish Lily."
Her father's face was bright red now. "I WILL NOT PUNISH LILY. Neither will you! This conversation is OVER!" With his final statement, Greg stormed out of the room and into his study slamming the door. Kat didn't know what to do with herself so she started to wash dishes. She was sobbing silently.
The next morning, Lily woke up with puffy eyes. She ended up crying herself to sleep. She felt responsible for making her parents fight. Lily got out of bed and put on her slippers. She headed for her door but than re- thought. It was still very early; the sun was just starting to rise. No one would be up yet. She decided to go for a walk. She got changed, grabbed her sneakers and snuck outside. She sat down on the front steps and tied her shoes. She jogged to the end of her driveway (which was rather long) but once she got the street she walked. She walked down her street and turned the corner. She entered into a jog. The air was already humid so she could tell it would be a hot day. She got to the end of the street she was on and turned onto another one. Lily was surprised at the energy she had. She has never really been that athletic. Her jogging turned into a run. Lily turned back onto her street. She was barely winded. This surprised her even more. She decided to go around again. When she finished her second lap she went on another. On her fourth time, she went all out. She was sprinting down the streets. Her entire body was putting out everything she had. Lily rounded the corner and saw her driveway. She could tell her body was exhausted but she didn't slow down. Her chest hurt from breathing so hard. She closed her eyes as she turned onto her driveway and took a deep breath. Lily opened her eyes to see something right in front of her. She felt herself hit it and collapse to the ground.
Lily woke up in her room. Her body ached all over especially her head. She could see her parents in the doorway. They were talking to a man.
"I can't thank you enough for bringing her home Mr."
"Dumbledore. But please call me Albus. I was on my way here anyway. I had some exciting news for Lily and yourselves."
Lily sat up in her bed only to get dizzy and fall back down. She groaned a little and her mom turned around
"Sweetie you're awake!" Her mother exclaimed.
Her father turned around and gave Lily a hug. "You had me worried kiddo." He whispered in her ear. She smiled and hugged her dad harder. Lily looked at the door where the man who called himself Albus was standing.
"Do come in Mr. Dumbledore." She said quietly. Albus smiled and entered the room.
"Lily I was wondering if I could speak to you for a minute," He asked as walking towards her bed. Her parents standing off to the side. "Privately." He added. Her parents exchanged nervous glances.
"Uh, Albus, I don't know about this. No offense of course but."
"It's enough said Mr. Evans. I'm leaving the decision to Lily if she would like you present or not. But before she does, let me give her her letter."
Dumbledore handed Lily an envelope with her name and address on it on green ink. She turned it over to see a wax seal of a lion, eagle, badger, and snake united on an H. she pulled out the letter and started reading. As she continued her facial expressions kept changing. She finished and turned to her parents.
"Please leave Mr. Dumbledore and I alone." She sounded nervous. Her parents looked surprised but left the room. There was a moment of silence before Dumbledore spoke.
"To start, please call me Professor Dumbledore or just Professor. As you saw in the letter, I am the headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am pleased to give you your letter today. It's not everyday the headmaster comes to your house," He winked at her before continuing, " I know this must be a shock to you and is probably very hard to believe. We have been watching you Miss. Evans. You have a great amount of power. If you choose to attend Hogwarts these powers will advance greatly. Now I suggest you make your decision now before telling your parents. But of course, it is up to you." Dumbledore concluded.
Lily had been sitting on her bed in a state of shock. How could she be a witch? Dumbledore was staring at her with interest.
"I-er-would like to speak to my father." Lily said quietly.
Dumbledore exited the room. Mr. Evans entered alone and shut the door. He walked towards her bed. Lily stretched out her arm with the letter in her hand. Her father took the letter. When he finished reading it, he stared at Lily.
"Is this a joke?" He asked very seriously.
"No father," she replied.
There was a long silence.
"I would like to attend." Lily blurted out.
Her father stared once again at his daughter. "Do you really?"
"Yes. Professor Dumbledore says I have real potential. I want to try." Lily said this all very quickly. She didn't know what her father was going to do.
"Ok then" he walked over to Lily and gave her a hug. "Whatever you want to do is fine by me. I think we better tell your mother. Or at least I will. Mr. Dumbledore is very eager to get your answer."
Lily was so surprised she couldn't find the words thank you. Instead she grinned at her father. He left the room and Lily fell back into her pillow. She could only smile.
"Your father said that you have made a decision." Dumbledore stated as he entered the room.
"Yes professor, I would lov-"
"WHAT!?" Lily's mother screamed in the hall. She heard her father usher her mother downstairs.
"As I was saying, I would love to attend your school." Lily was beaming. As she finished her sentence Dumbledore's face lit up.
"Wonderful! Now Miss. Evans there is so much to do. As you are Muggle born, I suggest setting you up to stay with a wizard family for the remainder of the summer. This way they can fill you in on everything and help you get your supplies. I must talk to your parents. I will see you at Hogwarts."
Before Lily could say anything, Dumbledore had left the room to meet with Lily's parents in the kitchen. Once again Lily fell back onto her pillow. She was in shock, but was very happy.
"I'm a witch." She giggled to herself.