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Chapter 3: Lily Evans

Lily Evans was a smart, pretty girl with long auburn hair, and bright green eyes. She loved to read and hated to hang out with her sister, unlike most kids her age.

Her sister, Petunia, was two years older then her and had the exact same feelings for her sister as her sister did for her, at least they did now.

See, Petunia hated anything unnatural and absolutely hated anyone who was abnormal. When they were little girls they used to love to play with each other, but that all changed when Lily got a strange letter delivered in an even stranger way.

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It was a warm summer day, on July 25, when the Evans family was eating breakfast around the table as a family, as most families did. Petunia was commenting on the cute new boy that had moved next door when an owl had flown in the window. The owl flew straight to Lily, who quickly untied the note from around its leg.

Lily quickly read the letter that the owl had delivered and showed it to her parents. Their parent quickly got excited and made remarks such as "Your grandmother and grandfather were ones. We were hoping so much that one of you would carry on in their footsteps." Then Lily pulled a piece of paper out from the drawer and started to write something on it.

She was almost finished with her letter when she suddenly looked up and said, "I can go can't I?"

"Of course dear," their mother replied. "Now we must make arrangements about going to London to get your school supplies and see if your grandparents will assist us and show us where every thing is."

Lily finished the letter, and tied it to the owl with the string that the original letter had come in. Then Lily ran out of the room, yelling something about telephoning their grandparents about the wonderful news.

Petunia picked up the discarded letter that lie on the table and read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT

and WIZARDRY

___________________

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Evans

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

Petunia felt as if her sister had just been torn away from here. She would be gone for all of the school year and she would change.

She would no longer be that adorable sister that she could talk into doing anything she wanted to do, but she would be different then almost everybody else. And different was bad.

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Now it was September 1st. They had gone to Diagon Alley, leaving Petunia at home with her friends. It wasn't as if she had wanted to come but they hadn't even consulted her. Lily and her were not talking at all. Giving their parents a strange headache from the quietness, but Petunia thought that they had deserved it.

Nowadays, it was always Lily this, or Lily that. Nobody cared about Petunia now, all they cared about Lily. Petunia was sick and tired of it and she wasn't going to put up with it anymore.

Lily was still upstairs getting ready while everybody else in her family was eating breakfast. She had memorized as much as she could out of her textbooks, so she wouldn't be behind in anything. She was also very worried about the first day. She had always been worried about the first day of school, but this year was different. Lily now wouldn't have Petunia to show her around or know anyone at all that would be going to school. For these reasons, and many more, she was getting very worried.

Petunia was very irritated that morning at breakfast. She had been woken up from her precious sleep so they could take precious Lily to the train station. Yet Lily wasn't even down here eating breakfast with them. Petunia finally couldn't stand it anymore. She excused herself from the table and walked quickly to Lily's bedroom.

"Are you ready yet?" Petunia asked in an irritated voice, as she watched Lily close her trunk.

Lily looked up startled from where she was standing over her trunk. She wondered what had come over her sister to actually talk to her. Petunia hadn't said a word to Lily since the letter from Hogwarts had come.

Am I ready? Lily asked herself. Knowing that she would never be ready if she just stood there and wondered if she was ready or not. "Yes, I am. Will you help me carry my trunk out to the car?" Lily asked Petunia, hoping with all her might that Petunia's nice streak might stay for a while.

"What do you think I am? Your slave?" Petunia questioned her, before turning around.

As she turned around she heard Lily say "Gosh what is with you? You haven't been nice since I got my letter."

Petunia practically exploded at these statements. "What is with me? You're the freak around here. I can't believe you actually believe in that stuff. You haven't talked to me since you got the letter either you know." Petunia yelled at her sister.

From the kitchen, the parents heard this. Tamara Evans stood up to go consult her daughters, but her husband, Paul, grabbed her arm and mouthed 'let them take care of this.' Tamara gave Paul a doubtful look but sat back down and continued to listen to their daughters' conversation that could be heard from the other side of the house.

"I HAVE TO TRIED TO TALK TO YOU." Lily yelled back at her sister. "DOES THIS ALL HAVE TO DO WITH ME BEING A WITCH?"

Petunia stared at her sister disbelieving. She thought her sister knew her well enough to know that she hated anything abnormal. "OF COURSE IT HAS TO DO WITH YOU BEING A WITCH! WHAT ELSE WOULD IT HAVE TO DO WITH? I HAVE BEEN YOUR FRIEND FOREVER AND THE MINUTE THIS LETTER COMES ALONG YOU DROP ME LIKE AN OLD TOY!"

Lily couldn't believe her sister was being so thick. She had tried to be nice to Petunia but all the response she had gotten back from her was silence. It disturbed Lily to not be able to talk to her sister. Their whole life they had shared every secret, and every moment possible. How could she believe that she, Lily, didn't want to be her friend anymore, It was down right ridiculous. "FINE IF THAT IS THE WAY YOU WANT IT TO BE, THAT IS JUST FINE WITH ME." Lily knew that her temper was getting the better of her when she had said it and that she shouldn't have said it but Petunia had made her mad, and she was going to pay.

"FINE!" Petunia yelled back before turning around and running to her bedroom. Away from the place in which the fight with her beloved sister had taken place. Petunia let her self fall onto the bed as she muttered, "I hate you," over and over under her breath.

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Lily headed downstairs, dragging her heavy trunk behind her. It took all her might to not fall down the stairs as she carried her trunk down them. She was so upset with her and Petunia's argument that she didn't say much while she ate. Right before it was time to go, as her dad loaded up her trunk, Lily walked up to Petunia's room and softly knocked on the door.

"GO AWAY!" Was Petunia's cry.

It broke Lily's heart to not say good-bye to her only sibling before she left for school. Lily softly muttered a "Goodbye Petunia. I'm sorry." Before she left to go out to the car.

Petunia listened to her sister’s words from where she laid on her bed. The words raced through her brain and she heard them over and over. She carefully listened to the car drive out of the driveway, trying to block Lily's words out of her head. But it didn't work and she heard them over and over as she cried herself to sleep.

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As the reached Kings Cross Station, Lily felt her anger and sorrow ebb away as she became increasingly nervous at the thought of what laid ahead of her. She quickly bid her parents good-bye kissed them both on the cheeks, and ran through the barrier between platform 9 and 10. Her grandparents had explained this to her when they had taken her to London.

When she got onto Platform 9 3/4. She watched in amazement at the sight that beheld her eyes.

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Chapter 4: Remus Lupin

Remus Lupin was a not to short, not to tall kind of kid. To put it short, he was just average. He had sandy colored hair and bluish-gray colored eyes. He also had a secret, and his biggest fear, well maybe not the biggest fear compared to his one about there never being anymore pranksters in the world, was that someone would find out about his secret, and then he would be treated as a social outcast.

Now Remus lived on a small farm with a forest, for their fence, in the back yard. It was actually more of an orchard then a farm for all the Lupin's grew were trees. Of course, for every purpose, such as growing trees, has it reasons.

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It was the morning of September 1st when something good was actually happening to Remus. Remus had never quite had many friends, and now he would be going to Hogwarts. To Hogwarts, where no one knew anything about him, nobody could hear the rumors, and to where he would be given his second chance.

"Are you ready dear?" Came the voice of Sylvia Lupin, Remus's Mother.

"Almost mom." Shouted Remus as he finished throwing the Filibuster Fireworks into his trunk that was already way to heavy for him to carry by himself.

His trunk probably felt like he was carrying an extra person to Hogwarts because of all his gear for the school year. Now most people upon hearing this would think that he was some school freak that always did his homework but why would Remus Lupin turn in his homework? Much less ever visit the Library, unless it was for something important such as pranks. Nope, only the books that were required were located in that trunk, then, of course, the trunk also carried a few books (that Remus called 'Pamphlets') that were also not very educational.

Of course all these ‘pamphlets’ and extra weight was from his supplies for his pranks. Going to Hogwarts and not bringing pranks? Why that was unthinkable, especially for someone like him.

His parent's had both been Gryffindors when they had gone to Hogwarts and Remus was sure that he would be one. He also hoped against hope that this McGonagall lady wouldn't be too strict and that he would find some new friends, who were Gryffindors (who also liked playing jokes on people.)

Remus, who was trying to move his trunk towards the car that stood outside waiting for him, finally gave up, pulled out his wand, and practiced some of the magic that his mother had taught him already.

"Mobilarbus" Remus whispered at his trunk, and slowly the trunk began to move where he directed it. He then picked up his owl and began to move down the stairs and out towards the car.

Upon arriving outside, with a trunk that still floated by his side, he quickly loaded the trunk into the back of the car, (if you can call directing a trunk, that was already floating, loading.)

He then hopped into the backseat of the car.

"Already then son?" His father asked, as he pulled out of the driveway.

"Remus, dear, you must remember to behave yourself this year. If I get any owls from Dumbledore saying you have been causing trouble I will do everything that is within my power to do to you." His mother said sounding a bit frustrated, but all Remus did was smile, as innocently as possible, back at her.

"Really, Mother, would I do something like that?" Remus said, and innocent smile still plastered on to his face.

"Of course you would. I have lived with you eleven years now. I know you better then that." His mother said.

"Do you really think so?" He asked again. Trying to make her change her mind.

"I don’t think. I know." His mother answered.

"Okay! Fine! Be that way." Remus said feigning exasperation.

The family soon arrived at Kings Cross where Remus said goodbye to his parents. Then he ran through the barrier.

And hit someone with an almighty crash.