Chapter 1 : Chapter 1
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Tears streamed freely down my face.
Dear Ms. Evans and Ms. Evans,
We send this letter with deepest regret to inform you that Holly Evans did not make it out of the factory fire. She was trapped in a machine while saving Mrs. Collander. Lawyer S. Meyers has arranged for the both of you to continue living with the father.
The best of wishes,
Oxford local fire department
The letter's words rang in my head.
Did not make it out of the factory fire. Did not make it out of the factory fire. Did not make it out of the factory fire.
I choked, pain exploding in my stomach. It's my fault my mom died.
~~~SEVERAL DAYS LATER~~~
I sat in my room alone, looking out the window with tears in my eyes. I hadn't eaten anything, or even taken a shower. I was now hollow-looking and was exceptionally greasy.
Suddenly, an owl swopped into my window.
It was closed.
I winced and opened the window as it gave a weak hoot. It hopped in pathetically.
It had some sort of paper tied to its leg, which he proudly stuck out.
"Uh, wut" I managed intelligently. It gave me an exasperated look and pecked at the parchment.
"OHHHH! Thanks owly!" It gave a scowl with its name. Well, if owls could scowl. Can they?
Wait, hold up here. How did AN OWL get in my room? AN OWL? WUT?
"HEY DAAAD? CAN YOU COME UP HERE?"
" Honey, I'm so proud! I knew you were special!" Dad chattered excitedly after Severus came over and chattered about Hogwarts.
"I knew it. I knew you were a FREAK!" Petunia screamed.
"I need some air" I said in a faint voice. We all somehow managed to say this at the same time, so it was far too confusing.
"You're lying! There is no Hogwarts! Severus is lying to you!" She shrieked.
I just left, going who-knows-where.
I let my feet take me, and they decided that Severus' house sounds good.
"It is real, isn't it? Petunia says you're lying to me. Petunia says there isn't a Hogwarts. It is real, isn't it?" I asked him once we were eating popsicles and sitting on his porch.
"It's real for us, not for her. But we got the letter, you and me."
"Thanks, Sev. Catch you later"
I stood in Kings Cross, completely and utterly confused.
"Platform 9 3/4?" I muttered to myself. "Maybe Tuney was right"
"What are you looking for, young lady?" A dark-haired man asked me.
"Platform 9 3/4" I said shyly.
"Hogwarts? You? Where are your parents?"
"My dad dropped me off. My mom.... isn't here" I mumbled.
"And what might your name be?
"What's yours?" I asked, like the fierce little 11-year old I was. Terrifying, I'm telling you.
He gave out a booming laugh. " Flynn Potter. And to get to the platform, you have to run through that wall right there"
"Lily Evans, and ARE YOU CRAZY? ARE YOU DRUNK OR SOMETHING? YOU CAN'T RUN THROUGH THAT SOLID-LOOKING WALL, CRAZY DRUNK MAN!" I shrieked.
He laughed again. "I've decided I like you, Lily Evans. And I will go first, watch me."
I tracked him as he ran through that awfully solid wall.
Deep breaths, Lily. In, out. In, out.
"HUYAHHHH!" I yelled (very necessary!) and charged into the brick wall.
Things I do to follow crazy drunk men...
I wrenched my eyes open and I realized I was standing in the right platform.
"THANKS CRAZY DRUNK MAN!" I yelled across the station. I received a lot of looks, but hey, they must be admiring my pure attractiveness.
I lugged my huge trunk, groaning. Perhaps too much books? Meh schmeh, haters gon hate on my books. I stumbled over my own feet, and then finally made it to the train and heaved it on.
"IM FREE, OF ALL MY BURDENS, AND YEEEAH, I FEEL SO GOOD, YEAH YEAH, AND I FEEL SO GOOD" I sang loudly.
Oh, there were other people. Staring at me. Oopsies.
"Where did you come from?" A greasy-haired boy crowed. He looked about 13.
" From Oxford. My parents aren't wizards"
"No wonder why you're so freakish, you're a mudblood."
My eyes flashed dangerously and I grabbed my wand.
"Do you want me to show who REALLY has the filthy blood? And I can assure you, it's not me. So step back before we decide who's the clean one here, filth" I growled. Dang, I'm scary.
Even he stepped back in shock. I gave a triumphant smirk and left.
As I walked on the train, I realized that all of the compartments were full.
"Erm, I'm Lily Evans and I was, Err, wondering ificansitherebecausealltheothercompartmentswerefull?" I squeaked into a random carriage.
This random carriage had 4 other 1st years, one dark-haired and distractedly attractive (STOP IT BRAIN), another dark-haired, but his was scraggly and long. Next was a boy with a reddish-brown tint and had a dreamy expression on his face. The last one was a chubby, snivelly boy who all the other boys looked like he was not very well liked.
" It's fine, and I'm Remus Lupin" said the dreamy expression-dude. He looked nice so I shook his hand.
"I'm P-P-Peter. Pettigrew" I disguised my look of disguistedness with a look of pleasure as I shook his hand.
"Sirius." Said the scraggly-haired dude.
"You need a haircut" was my response. This was responded with a booming laugh.
"And I'm James Potter" said the unfairly attractive dude, who had too much confidence for my liking.
Crap, did I just say that out loud?
Laughs exploded to my left and right.
"Potter? Are you related to the crazy drunk man who made me run through a wall?"
"I don't think I like him, seems to full of himself. I like scraggly-hair dude, even though his laugh is slightly frightening. Nice dude seems nice, but I'm not sure what hair color he has." I said to myself.
CCCRRRRAAAPPP. WHY AM I SAYING THIS ALL OUT LOUD.
"Err, sorry, I have habits of being a little too honest..... Erm..."
Oh, great job Lily. Now you've scared them away with your not-so-inner-monolouge and now they think you're a freak. Dangit, Lily. Now look you've scared them away.
Sirius gave his laugh, and laughed harder when he saw my terrified expression.
"I'm going to go change into my robes, soooo..... bye!"
Wow Lily, you fail in life.
I stumbled over to the girls' bathrooms, where I oh-so-gracefully ran into another girl.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! I'm Lily Evans" I said, sticking out my hand to help her up.
"It's fine, and I'm Alice."
A/N: HHHEEEYYY GGGUUUYYYSSS! Yeah, I was just being bored, then realized, hey, it's fall break, and I have no schoolwork, so yeah! Guess who decided to write a new story? I know I wasn't completely dedicated to my other one but yeah. JUST SO YOU KNOW THIS STORY IS NOT ABOUT HER BEING A SHRIMPY FIRST YEAR. This is just the first chapter. All harry potter stuff is sadly not mine, so all that belongs to JKR.
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